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Did anyone say where we were going?" Chi Chi asked, as she climbed out of the Girls Bathroom window. "No." I answered, as I put a hand on the windowpane, and jumped over it. "We'll probably head over to Vegeta's then." 18 rolled her eyes, as we walked towards the student parking lot. "What are you driving, Blu?" Chi Chi asked me. "Porsche." I answered as I walked towards a black and silver Porsche. "Sweet." 18 said as she looked the car over. "Seriously." Chi Chi said. "I'm not goin' to drive this though." I smirked, as I capsulated my Porsche. "Then what are you going to drive?" Chi Chi asked. "This." I said as I put a capsule in front of her. I then threw it on the ground. Once the smoke finally cleared, my black motorcycle appeared. "NO WAY!" 18 yelled. "Yes way." I said, as I sat down on it. "Where did you get this?" She asked. "The Briefs gave me some money, so I bought a few cars and a bike." I answered with a shrug. "Not fair." 18 huffed. "I'll follow you guys." I said, while swinging my left leg over my bike, and grabbing onto the handlebars. "Ok." Chi Chi said, as the two girls walked towards their cars. 18 was in a dark-blue, corvette. Chi Chi rode a dark-silver-grey viper. "They've got money." I thought, as I revved the engine on my bike. "LET'S RIDE!" 18 yelled, as she sped out of the parking lot, followed by Chi Chi, and then me. I sped up, so that I was driving right next to Chi Chi. "This is way too slow." I thought, wanting more then anything to be going faster then what they were.
After another 20 minutes, we pulled up into a parking lot, right next to my current home; Capsule Corporations. I got off my bike, and capsulated. "What are we doing?" I asked. "Vegeta lives here." Chi Chi answered. "WHAT!? I have to live next to him!?" I yelled. "Yeah, it won't be so bad though." 18 shrugged. "Everyone'll be here soon. There's eight of us all together, including you." She said. "Won't Vegeta's mother and father be angry?" I asked. "His mother died a few years back. And his father doesn't live with him. He only pays for Vegeta's expenses." Chi Chi answered. "Oh." I said, as Vegeta, and Goku pulled up into the parking lot. They got out of their cars. "Who'd you drive with?" Goku asked me. "I drove my bike." I answered. "I don't see one anywhere." He said, looking around. "What color is it? Pink?" Vegeta asked. "Not that kind of bike idiot!" I answered. "This kind." I smirked, as I threw my bike's capsule onto the ground. The smoke cleared. "This is my bike." I told them. "Wow! That's cool!" A short bald boy said, as he got out of his car. "Hey 18." He smiled at 18. "Hey." 18 answered him, and gave him a peck on the cheek. "This is Krillin, my boyfriend. Krillin, this is Blu." 18 introduced. "It's nice to meet you." He smiled. "Whatever." I rolled my eyes. "Guys.I think we've found Vegeta's equal." Krillin chuckled. "Shut up baldy." Vegeta retorted. I re-capsulated my bike. We sat in silence for a while. "He'll be here soon." Krillin said as he looked down at his watch. "Who?" Goku asked. "Who do you think?" Chi Chi asked him. "Oh, yeah." Goku said, scratching the back of his head. "Who?" I asked. No one answered, we just sat in silence.
"BLU!" Someone yelled. I froze. "No.It can't be..." I thought as I slowly turned around. It was. The boy that yelled my name, walked up to me, as if we had always been friends. That was the thing though, we hadn't. "How are you?" He asked, as he wrapped his arms around me, and gave me a small peck on the lips. "Get off of me, now!" I said, in a cold, demanding voice. "What's wrong?" He asked me. "What's wrong!? WHAT'S WRONG!?" I yelled at him. "YOU'RE WHAT'S WRONG!" I yelled at him, some more. He let go of me, only to take my face into his hands. "Let go!" I yelled at him. He didn't. "Yamcha let go now!" I hissed. Still he wouldn't let go. "What's wrong with you? You're so different now, why?" He asked me, while shaking his head in pity. I pulled my gun out of my pants. "Let go." I said, and directed the gun at him. "Put that away, you know you won't shoot me." He rolled his eyes. "She may not, but I will. Let go of her now." Vegeta said, while pointing his gun at Yamcha also. "Urgh." He sighed, and let go of me. I didn't put my gun away yet. "What's wrong with you Blu?" Yamcha asked me. "You have no right to call me that, you WEAKLING!" I yelled at him. "Last time I checked, I was stronger then you." He retorted. "Last time you checked? When was that? Five years ago?" I stated, more then asked. "I had to go into hiding. I really wanted to talk to you." He pleaded. "Yeah right. I remember you telling me that you could do anything you wanted to do." I said with disgust. I put my gun away. "I thought you'd learned." He smirked as he pulled out a knife. I reached for my gun. "Don't do anything stupid now." He said, while grabbing my arm. "Kuso." I muttered, as I let my arm go limp in his hand. "Let go of her now, Hinto." Vegeta's voice commanded. "Put your gun away Ouji, or I'll hit her." Yamcha countered. He started to put it away. "Vegeta don't!" I yelled. "Stupid girl. Do you really want me to hit you with this?" He asked, as the knife glinted in the sun. Vegeta looked as if he didn't know what to do. "Listen to me Vegeta, don't put it away. It's safer." I told him. "Shut your mouth." Yamcha demanded. "BULMA! What do you think you're doing!?" Mrs. Briefs voice startled all of us. "Make-out scene." 18 hissed at us all. Yamcha was quick to reply. He wrapped his arms around me, and kissed me. The blade of the knife was against my back. I was cornered. I tried to turn away, but couldn't. "Oh! SORRY DEAR!" Mrs. Briefs yelled, and then walked back into the huge Capsule Corporations building. "Enough Hinto." Vegeta said. "No." Yamcha said, and then went right back to kissing me. "So what if I get cut? I've had worse. I'd rather be in pain, then be kissing him." I thought. I pulled my arms up, and pushed him away. I could feel the knife slice right through my skin. "Drop the knife." I demanded, as I pulled my gun out. "Little girl, you can't shoot that." Yamcha replied. "I am not a little girl. I never have been. You would know that if you hadn't have left." I said with hatred, and disgust. "Oh look. The little girl is mad." He replied, speaking in a baby like voice. "I'll shoot this. And you know I will." I said, clenching my teeth. I repositioned my trigger finger. "You won't." He laughed. "Watch me." I said with danger emanating in my voice.
"Put your weapons on the ground, and put your hands up!" A voice yelled. "Who is it?" Yamcha asked, not turning around. "Cops." I muttered. "PUT YOUR WEAPONS ON THE GROUND!" The voice yelled again. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Vegeta falter. I could tell he wasn't sure what to do. "Don't put your gun down Ouji. The second you do, I'm as good as dead." I said, keeping my eyes on Yamcha. "How are we going to get out of this one?" Yamcha hissed. "When I say now, unload your gun without them seeing you, Ouji." I whispered. "Just play along with me." I whispered to the rest of them. "CUT!" I yelled, and lowered my gun. I stepped in front of Vegeta. "Now." I hissed. "That wasn't any good! Yamcha, you didn't look scared at all. 18, Krillen, you told me you would do better this time!" I yelled. Chi Chi fished for something in her wallet, she pulled out some make-up, and pretended to be putting it on Goku's face. "There isn't a problem here officers. We were just acting out some scenes for a movie we're making!" I yelled to one of the officers. "Check our "weapons" if you must, there's nothing in them!" I yelled out to them. "Put them on the ground!" An officer yelled. "You heard the man." I said, Yamcha put his knife on the ground, as Vegeta and I put down our guns. An officer checked Vegeta's gun for any ammunition. Then mine, there wasn't anything in either one. The officer then picked up the knife. "This is blood." The officer stated. "No, it's just diluted paint, and food coloring." I answered. "I don't believe you." He said. "Stay put." He commanded. He walked around me, and Vegeta. "You have a cut on your back." He informed me. "It's not real." I answered. "So, if I were to touch it, it wouldn't hurt?" He questioned. "Not at all." I said. A shooting pain suddenly shot up my back. He had touched it. I quickly masked the pain written all over my face, to a look of annoyance. "It's not real." I rolled my eyes, as I turned around. "Ok." The officer said, and backed away from us. "I'll let this slide this time. But the next you won't be so lucky." He said, and walked back to his car, and drove away. "What an idiot." I rolled my eyes. Yamcha went for his knife. I kicked it out of his reach. "Yeah right." I huffed, as Goku picked it up. "For once in my life, I'm glad that I hadn't loaded my gun." I let out a sigh of relief. "Hinto, leave. I'm finished with you." I said, and turned around to face Goku, and Chi Chi. "But I'm not done with you." He said, and punched me in my back. It wouldn't have hurt so much if it weren't for the fact that he had hit me squarely on my cut. I let out a pained breath. "That's cheap." I said, and kicked him. "Hinto, leave. You have no right to be here." Vegeta said, as Yamcha got into his car. He slowly drove away.
"Where's Gero number 2?" I asked. "He won't skip school. He's afraid that he'll get in trouble." 18 rolled her eyes. Suddenly a shooting pain shot up my back. I could usually stand any type of pain, but this time was just one of those bad ones. I was down on my knees, before I knew what was happening. "Blu!" Chi Chi shouted as she knelt down next to me. "I'm fine, get away." I said, while trying to stand up. I couldn't, it hurt too much. "Obviously you're not." Vegeta said, while thrusting his hand towards me. "I'm fine." I sad, and swatted it away. Determination sunk into me, as always. "I won't show them that I'm weak. I'm not weak!" I thought. I slowly, but painfully stood up. "What were we going to do here anyway?" I asked. "We come here when we don't wanna be in school." Krillin answered. I rolled my eyes. "Why go to someone's house, when you can do other things?" I asked. "We can't go many places, we're known throughout the city for skipping school." He answered. "Let's go inside." Chi Chi said. I didn't want to move; I knew it would hurt. "Damn." I swore as I moved my foot slightly; it hurt like hell to move. "Let me help you inside." Goku said, and wrapped an arm around my waist. "No." I let out an aggravated sigh, "Yes." He urged. I rolled my eyes, and put my right arm around his shoulders to steady myself more. I tried to walk at my normal pace, but Goku wouldn't let me. "I'm not that hurt." I rolled my eyes. He quickened his pace, but I wished he hadn't. "See you're hurt worse then you think." He said, and slowed down. "Ugghh. You think just because I'm hurt I need special treatment. Well let me tell you mister, I don't want to be treated any different. Never have, never will." I spat out. "Ok." He shrugged. We were only a few feet from the door. "I can make it alone." I thought, determined to show that I wasn't weak. I unhooked my arm from around Goku, and pulled his arm off of me. "I can walk alone." I said venomously. "No you can't." Goku shook his head. "How do you know?" I asked him. "Because I know." He answered. "Yeah right." I said, and took a step. My face contorted in pain. "See, it hurts." Goku stated the obvious. "I know it hurts, but I don't need help. I've never needed it before. So keep walking." I retorted. He shook his head, and walked into the house. Painfully, I walked at a somewhat slow pace to the door. I could hear Vegeta behind me. I turned my head slightly. It sent me over the edge with pain. "Agh!" I let out a pained yelp. I couldn't stand up anymore. I could feel myself falling. I braced myself for the ground, but it never came. "You should be more careful Onna." Vegeta whispered in my ear. I didn't say anything, I was only glad that he had caught me. He slowly pulled me up to a standing position. "Can you walk?" He asked. "Yes." I lied. "No you can't, I can see the truth in your eyes." He smirked. "So it hurts to walk? What about it?" I asked. He rolled his eyes, and swept me up into his arms. He carried me into his house.
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Did anyone say where we were going?" Chi Chi asked, as she climbed out of the Girls Bathroom window. "No." I answered, as I put a hand on the windowpane, and jumped over it. "We'll probably head over to Vegeta's then." 18 rolled her eyes, as we walked towards the student parking lot. "What are you driving, Blu?" Chi Chi asked me. "Porsche." I answered as I walked towards a black and silver Porsche. "Sweet." 18 said as she looked the car over. "Seriously." Chi Chi said. "I'm not goin' to drive this though." I smirked, as I capsulated my Porsche. "Then what are you going to drive?" Chi Chi asked. "This." I said as I put a capsule in front of her. I then threw it on the ground. Once the smoke finally cleared, my black motorcycle appeared. "NO WAY!" 18 yelled. "Yes way." I said, as I sat down on it. "Where did you get this?" She asked. "The Briefs gave me some money, so I bought a few cars and a bike." I answered with a shrug. "Not fair." 18 huffed. "I'll follow you guys." I said, while swinging my left leg over my bike, and grabbing onto the handlebars. "Ok." Chi Chi said, as the two girls walked towards their cars. 18 was in a dark-blue, corvette. Chi Chi rode a dark-silver-grey viper. "They've got money." I thought, as I revved the engine on my bike. "LET'S RIDE!" 18 yelled, as she sped out of the parking lot, followed by Chi Chi, and then me. I sped up, so that I was driving right next to Chi Chi. "This is way too slow." I thought, wanting more then anything to be going faster then what they were.
After another 20 minutes, we pulled up into a parking lot, right next to my current home; Capsule Corporations. I got off my bike, and capsulated. "What are we doing?" I asked. "Vegeta lives here." Chi Chi answered. "WHAT!? I have to live next to him!?" I yelled. "Yeah, it won't be so bad though." 18 shrugged. "Everyone'll be here soon. There's eight of us all together, including you." She said. "Won't Vegeta's mother and father be angry?" I asked. "His mother died a few years back. And his father doesn't live with him. He only pays for Vegeta's expenses." Chi Chi answered. "Oh." I said, as Vegeta, and Goku pulled up into the parking lot. They got out of their cars. "Who'd you drive with?" Goku asked me. "I drove my bike." I answered. "I don't see one anywhere." He said, looking around. "What color is it? Pink?" Vegeta asked. "Not that kind of bike idiot!" I answered. "This kind." I smirked, as I threw my bike's capsule onto the ground. The smoke cleared. "This is my bike." I told them. "Wow! That's cool!" A short bald boy said, as he got out of his car. "Hey 18." He smiled at 18. "Hey." 18 answered him, and gave him a peck on the cheek. "This is Krillin, my boyfriend. Krillin, this is Blu." 18 introduced. "It's nice to meet you." He smiled. "Whatever." I rolled my eyes. "Guys.I think we've found Vegeta's equal." Krillin chuckled. "Shut up baldy." Vegeta retorted. I re-capsulated my bike. We sat in silence for a while. "He'll be here soon." Krillin said as he looked down at his watch. "Who?" Goku asked. "Who do you think?" Chi Chi asked him. "Oh, yeah." Goku said, scratching the back of his head. "Who?" I asked. No one answered, we just sat in silence.
"BLU!" Someone yelled. I froze. "No.It can't be..." I thought as I slowly turned around. It was. The boy that yelled my name, walked up to me, as if we had always been friends. That was the thing though, we hadn't. "How are you?" He asked, as he wrapped his arms around me, and gave me a small peck on the lips. "Get off of me, now!" I said, in a cold, demanding voice. "What's wrong?" He asked me. "What's wrong!? WHAT'S WRONG!?" I yelled at him. "YOU'RE WHAT'S WRONG!" I yelled at him, some more. He let go of me, only to take my face into his hands. "Let go!" I yelled at him. He didn't. "Yamcha let go now!" I hissed. Still he wouldn't let go. "What's wrong with you? You're so different now, why?" He asked me, while shaking his head in pity. I pulled my gun out of my pants. "Let go." I said, and directed the gun at him. "Put that away, you know you won't shoot me." He rolled his eyes. "She may not, but I will. Let go of her now." Vegeta said, while pointing his gun at Yamcha also. "Urgh." He sighed, and let go of me. I didn't put my gun away yet. "What's wrong with you Blu?" Yamcha asked me. "You have no right to call me that, you WEAKLING!" I yelled at him. "Last time I checked, I was stronger then you." He retorted. "Last time you checked? When was that? Five years ago?" I stated, more then asked. "I had to go into hiding. I really wanted to talk to you." He pleaded. "Yeah right. I remember you telling me that you could do anything you wanted to do." I said with disgust. I put my gun away. "I thought you'd learned." He smirked as he pulled out a knife. I reached for my gun. "Don't do anything stupid now." He said, while grabbing my arm. "Kuso." I muttered, as I let my arm go limp in his hand. "Let go of her now, Hinto." Vegeta's voice commanded. "Put your gun away Ouji, or I'll hit her." Yamcha countered. He started to put it away. "Vegeta don't!" I yelled. "Stupid girl. Do you really want me to hit you with this?" He asked, as the knife glinted in the sun. Vegeta looked as if he didn't know what to do. "Listen to me Vegeta, don't put it away. It's safer." I told him. "Shut your mouth." Yamcha demanded. "BULMA! What do you think you're doing!?" Mrs. Briefs voice startled all of us. "Make-out scene." 18 hissed at us all. Yamcha was quick to reply. He wrapped his arms around me, and kissed me. The blade of the knife was against my back. I was cornered. I tried to turn away, but couldn't. "Oh! SORRY DEAR!" Mrs. Briefs yelled, and then walked back into the huge Capsule Corporations building. "Enough Hinto." Vegeta said. "No." Yamcha said, and then went right back to kissing me. "So what if I get cut? I've had worse. I'd rather be in pain, then be kissing him." I thought. I pulled my arms up, and pushed him away. I could feel the knife slice right through my skin. "Drop the knife." I demanded, as I pulled my gun out. "Little girl, you can't shoot that." Yamcha replied. "I am not a little girl. I never have been. You would know that if you hadn't have left." I said with hatred, and disgust. "Oh look. The little girl is mad." He replied, speaking in a baby like voice. "I'll shoot this. And you know I will." I said, clenching my teeth. I repositioned my trigger finger. "You won't." He laughed. "Watch me." I said with danger emanating in my voice.
"Put your weapons on the ground, and put your hands up!" A voice yelled. "Who is it?" Yamcha asked, not turning around. "Cops." I muttered. "PUT YOUR WEAPONS ON THE GROUND!" The voice yelled again. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Vegeta falter. I could tell he wasn't sure what to do. "Don't put your gun down Ouji. The second you do, I'm as good as dead." I said, keeping my eyes on Yamcha. "How are we going to get out of this one?" Yamcha hissed. "When I say now, unload your gun without them seeing you, Ouji." I whispered. "Just play along with me." I whispered to the rest of them. "CUT!" I yelled, and lowered my gun. I stepped in front of Vegeta. "Now." I hissed. "That wasn't any good! Yamcha, you didn't look scared at all. 18, Krillen, you told me you would do better this time!" I yelled. Chi Chi fished for something in her wallet, she pulled out some make-up, and pretended to be putting it on Goku's face. "There isn't a problem here officers. We were just acting out some scenes for a movie we're making!" I yelled to one of the officers. "Check our "weapons" if you must, there's nothing in them!" I yelled out to them. "Put them on the ground!" An officer yelled. "You heard the man." I said, Yamcha put his knife on the ground, as Vegeta and I put down our guns. An officer checked Vegeta's gun for any ammunition. Then mine, there wasn't anything in either one. The officer then picked up the knife. "This is blood." The officer stated. "No, it's just diluted paint, and food coloring." I answered. "I don't believe you." He said. "Stay put." He commanded. He walked around me, and Vegeta. "You have a cut on your back." He informed me. "It's not real." I answered. "So, if I were to touch it, it wouldn't hurt?" He questioned. "Not at all." I said. A shooting pain suddenly shot up my back. He had touched it. I quickly masked the pain written all over my face, to a look of annoyance. "It's not real." I rolled my eyes, as I turned around. "Ok." The officer said, and backed away from us. "I'll let this slide this time. But the next you won't be so lucky." He said, and walked back to his car, and drove away. "What an idiot." I rolled my eyes. Yamcha went for his knife. I kicked it out of his reach. "Yeah right." I huffed, as Goku picked it up. "For once in my life, I'm glad that I hadn't loaded my gun." I let out a sigh of relief. "Hinto, leave. I'm finished with you." I said, and turned around to face Goku, and Chi Chi. "But I'm not done with you." He said, and punched me in my back. It wouldn't have hurt so much if it weren't for the fact that he had hit me squarely on my cut. I let out a pained breath. "That's cheap." I said, and kicked him. "Hinto, leave. You have no right to be here." Vegeta said, as Yamcha got into his car. He slowly drove away.
"Where's Gero number 2?" I asked. "He won't skip school. He's afraid that he'll get in trouble." 18 rolled her eyes. Suddenly a shooting pain shot up my back. I could usually stand any type of pain, but this time was just one of those bad ones. I was down on my knees, before I knew what was happening. "Blu!" Chi Chi shouted as she knelt down next to me. "I'm fine, get away." I said, while trying to stand up. I couldn't, it hurt too much. "Obviously you're not." Vegeta said, while thrusting his hand towards me. "I'm fine." I sad, and swatted it away. Determination sunk into me, as always. "I won't show them that I'm weak. I'm not weak!" I thought. I slowly, but painfully stood up. "What were we going to do here anyway?" I asked. "We come here when we don't wanna be in school." Krillin answered. I rolled my eyes. "Why go to someone's house, when you can do other things?" I asked. "We can't go many places, we're known throughout the city for skipping school." He answered. "Let's go inside." Chi Chi said. I didn't want to move; I knew it would hurt. "Damn." I swore as I moved my foot slightly; it hurt like hell to move. "Let me help you inside." Goku said, and wrapped an arm around my waist. "No." I let out an aggravated sigh, "Yes." He urged. I rolled my eyes, and put my right arm around his shoulders to steady myself more. I tried to walk at my normal pace, but Goku wouldn't let me. "I'm not that hurt." I rolled my eyes. He quickened his pace, but I wished he hadn't. "See you're hurt worse then you think." He said, and slowed down. "Ugghh. You think just because I'm hurt I need special treatment. Well let me tell you mister, I don't want to be treated any different. Never have, never will." I spat out. "Ok." He shrugged. We were only a few feet from the door. "I can make it alone." I thought, determined to show that I wasn't weak. I unhooked my arm from around Goku, and pulled his arm off of me. "I can walk alone." I said venomously. "No you can't." Goku shook his head. "How do you know?" I asked him. "Because I know." He answered. "Yeah right." I said, and took a step. My face contorted in pain. "See, it hurts." Goku stated the obvious. "I know it hurts, but I don't need help. I've never needed it before. So keep walking." I retorted. He shook his head, and walked into the house. Painfully, I walked at a somewhat slow pace to the door. I could hear Vegeta behind me. I turned my head slightly. It sent me over the edge with pain. "Agh!" I let out a pained yelp. I couldn't stand up anymore. I could feel myself falling. I braced myself for the ground, but it never came. "You should be more careful Onna." Vegeta whispered in my ear. I didn't say anything, I was only glad that he had caught me. He slowly pulled me up to a standing position. "Can you walk?" He asked. "Yes." I lied. "No you can't, I can see the truth in your eyes." He smirked. "So it hurts to walk? What about it?" I asked. He rolled his eyes, and swept me up into his arms. He carried me into his house.
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