Pink and Lavendar
Chapter 1: Long Hair and Large Eyes
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Like always, I don't own DBZ. Blah, blah, blah, blah..
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"This is so stupid." A lavendar haired teenaged boy sat on the fluffy black couch with his arms folded in protest.
"But Trunks," The blue haired woman began. She sighed. Bulma really didn't want to, but copting her friend seemed to be the only way to get this boy to school. She filled her lunges with air and narrowed her eyes at the disapedient son. " IT DOSEN'T MATTER IF YOU WANT TO, THE ONLY REASON YOUR HERE IS TO GET A PROPER EDUCATION! BE GLAD WE'RE NOT MAKING YOU START IN KINDERGARDEN! So get up, get dressed, and get to school...understand?"
Her final words were spoken so coldly that they sent a shiver down Trunks's spine. Slowly he nodded. As if someone had told him that there was choclate waiting for him in the schools main office, Trunks sprang from the couch and out the frount door.
"You've been hanging around Kakoratto's woman too much."
Bulma spun around to face the voice behind her.
"Ah Vegita. Have you come to..."
"Gravity room." Vegita plainly said as he passed by his 'woman'.
Bulma frowned slightly. 'Hmm. I wonder how hair, let alone socks, stay up in that silly gravity room...'
A pair of small hands tugging on Bulma's black mini skirt broke her thoughts. "Mama," Chibi Trunks said,"What's for breakfast?"
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: Outside of capsule corp. and away from bulma, trunks slowed to a walk and thought about why he was there. His mother, from his time, sent him ther because she felt Trunks needed a "proper education". why not just go to a school in his time, you may ask. well,remeber the androids? All there destruction is just barly getting fixed. At the mement, schools aren't very important to most people.so, that's why he was were he was. Trunks was so involed in his thoughts that he didn't hear the muffled cry of warning. Wu\ithin a matter of seconds Trunks was knocked to the ground on his back. 'That's odd.' he thought, 'I fell something warm.' As trunks open his teal eyes a red shade of red crept onto his cheeks. a body, a GIRL'S body, layed on top of his. Long strands of pink hair were spraled everywhere. "Um," Trunks spoke meekly,"Are you okay?" The figure Shifted, than arose.Trunks watched silently as the girl dusted off a dark and light green dress. 'Thoose are the colors as my uniform, does she go to the same school?' "Are you hert?" The girl streched down her hand and pulled up the blushing teen. "Oh I'm sorry, I was just in a big hurry to get to school." The girl gathered up Trunks books and bag rather quickly. "There." smilin at Trunks, the pink haired girl presented him his things. "you better hurry to school too." As quickly as she had came, the girl was gone. The young sai-jin felt his face grow hot and, like sugested, hurried of to school.
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"Owh! Don't yank my hair!" "You like her?!" "Did you finish that worksheet?" Room 312 of Deep Valley High School was filled with chatter and student scrambling to complete forgotten homework.
One with long pink hair tied back with a blue ribbon sat alone in her seat. Every chair within a two desk radius was empty.
The noise only seemed to grow louder as a woman with oragne hair in a tight bun walkd in. The lady spoke, but wasn't heard. Calmly she flipped a red switch on her podium. Students grabbed there ears in pain as a high pitched siren screached from the speakers on the walls. Ms. Hoshi smiled and turned off the noise.
"I'm so glad to see such an obedient class. Since you all are so quiet, let's begin class." The teacher smirked and glanced at her agenda. "Oh, that's right..." Ms. Hoshi walked over to the door and slid it open. "We have a new student today. I expect you to treat him with the same respect you give me...wait a minute...with more respect." She poked her orange head into the hallway and called in the student.
A pair of yellow boots entered the classroom. Most of the girls sighed at the sight of the lavendar haired stranger.(gee, who could it be? hmm...) "My name is Trunks Briefs (*gasp*really?), no jokes please."
Whispers could be heard all around the room. "He's a Breifs?! Wow! he must be really rich!" "Why is he in a public school?" A few snickers came from the back of the room. Only Trunks's saijin ears picked up the noise. He narrowed his teal eyes at the source of the laughter. It stopped.
CRASH! Everyone turned there attention from the frount of the room to the left side of it. Ther stooped a girl with pink hair collecting dropped school supplies.
"Watch this." A girl with two large ringlets slipped her foot into the asile. Trunks watched and ready himself for whatever she might do.
While the pink haired teenager reached forward to grab a book, the other girl pushed her, sending her tumbling down the stairs. Quickly Trunks sprang into action and caught the falling girl befor she ingered herself too much. "Thank you very much. That seems to happen alot."
"Mr. Breifs, I see you found a place to sit."
"Huh?" Trunks looked back to where the girl was sitting, than around the room. The only empty seats were near her. Why was that?
Silently, Trunks and the girl sat down and took out there supplies. "Now than, let's begin."Ms. Hoshi said as she turned to the white board. The only sound in the classroom was the squek of the teachers marker. The half-sai-jin found himself lost in the comfusing notes.
"Hey," The girl leaned over to Trunks and whispered. "Do you need any help, Breifs-san?"
"Yeah,"He meekly replied. "And I really don't like that "san", "kun", "chan" stuff. You can just call me 'Trunks'."
The girl smiled. "Than you can call me 'Dashi'. Now than, let me break this down for you." They whispered back and forth untill Trunks understood.
The girl with ringlets growled to herself at the sight she beheld. "What is it Kiui-sama?" The girl on her right whispered.
"Look at him. why is he blusshing so much? Dosen't he know who she is?" Kiui, the president of DVHS student council whispered back.
"Should we help him relise who she is?"
Kiui smiled evily and flicked open her dark pink fan. "Yes, that's exactly what we'll do..."
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"SET!" The white sphere was bunted to the back room.
"I" The server smirked and whamed the volleyball at full force, sending it way out of bounds and into the trees. "Oh dear,"the server said," Toku-san? Could you please go get that ball?"
Dashi spun around and looked at the aposing team. "Well..." This was the first time anyone, except Trunks, had been nice to her in this school. "Alright Yatachi-san. I'll be back soon." 'Maybe they're starting to relise how creul they've been.' Dashi smiled at the thought of finally making some friends.
Once she was out of sight, the server smiled. "Go."
"Yes, kiui-sama." Several of the girls ran after the pink haired girl.
"This is going to be good."
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Dashi pushed aside a large brach with ease and smiled. "Ah, there you are." As her slender hands reached for the ball, several figures lept out of hiding and started to punch, kick, scratch, or whatever on the unsuspecting girl.
'Darn it! I had my gaurd down...'
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"What the..." Trunks turned to the woods and stared hard into the heavy foliage. 'Why do I sense such a strong ki? It seems a bit different than other kis...why?'
CRACK! The baseball went sailing through the air, barley missing Trunks head.
"HEY, BOXERS BREIFS!"
"My name is Trunks!"
"Yeah, whatever Bikini. Go get the ball."
"Huh?" Trunks said confused(well duh, how else do you say 'huh') "What ball?"
The pitcher sighed while the batter gritted his teeth. "The one that just flew by your head and landed in the woods..."
Trunks looked back into the trees. "Oh, that ball. Ya, I'll be right back." Trunks smiled to himself as he dashed through leaves. 'I'll find that power sourde and the ball. Two birds with one stone."
After a few minutes the ki left. Trunks sighed. "Guess it left...oh well." Trunks efortlessly moved a branch and spotted the baseball. "At least I found you."
"*groan*"
"Wha?" Trunks turned his head and blushed. On the ground sat a ruffed up teen. The lavendar haired boy watch a trail of blood as it trickeld down the girl's thigh. "Dashi? are you alright?"
"Yeah, but something hit me in the head." Trunks looked at the baseball in his hand, than hid it behind his back.
Beep!beep!beep! "Huh?" Dashi and Trunks looked in the direction of the sound. Dashi sudenly reached her hand down her shirt and pulled out a clock attached to a string around her neck. "Ah man! I'll be late if I don't hurry." The girl stood up and said bye to the other teen. She quickly dashed off through the woods.
"Did she just do," Trunks said to himself,"what I think she did?" He turned to leave when a blue object caught his eye.
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A dripping wet hand twisted the shower facet to the off position and reached for a owel. The hand vigurosly moved back and forth on the towel, dring a large mass of pink hair. Dashi flipped back the damp mass and wrapped the white towelaround herself. 'Gee, this isn't exactlya beach towel.' She thought. After Dashi stepped out of the shower she discovere the doorway was blocked by several girls and two boys. None of them looked fimiluar.
"Uh, could you please move?" Dashi felt embaressed and angry that there were boys in the girlds locker room.
"What's that?" The girl in the center ran manicured fingers through her shoulder length blonde hair. "Do you want to leave?" There was a tone to her voice that Dashi didn't like.
Dashi was trying to deside weather she should respond or not, but the group acted too quickly. As the mob carried her to the door, she noticed that each of them had a kiwi pin on them somewhere. The teenage girl winced as her damp body hit the cold hallyway floor. Laughing could be heard from behind the door as someonge bolted the lock.
Cletching he rtoel tightly against her body, Dashi arose from the floor and tugged at the wooden door. Yellow boots made their way quietly down the hallway.
Trunks had gotten permisson to give Dashi backher rinbbion, which he thought was pretty nice of them. However, the truth was that every gym student couldn't wait to get rid of him. Slipping on his blue XCapsule Corp. jacket, Truinks turned the corner of the hall and stopped dead in his tracks. There befor him stood a wet teenage girl trying to open the girls locker door.
"Dashi?" Trunks stood there puzzled . Slowly he moved closer to the toweled figure. Once he stood next to Dashi, the boy tapped a bare shoulder with a trembling finger.
A scream of surprise jumped out of Dashi's throught and she fell hard to the smooth tile. Her large yellow eyes stard up at Trunks' bright red face. Unknown to Dashi, her towel had come down a little.
As if a mirror was placed in frount of her, Dashi suddenly remebered what she was wearing. Or rather, not wearing. Now it was her turn to blush.
"So what are you doimng in the hallway like that?"
"Well," Dashi started to get up and Trunks turned his back to her. "The floor was really slippery and I skidded out the door. It must have locked itself behind me." Her eyes searched around the hall, wondering if she should break the lock.
She was lying and Trunks Knew it. What he didn't know was why. Had this happened befor? Trunks grabbed the door handle with one hand and slightly covered the bolt with the other. Dashi watched as the teenager sent a small spark of light into the lock. It broke easily and he swung the door open about an inch.
Pretending she didn't notice the blast, Dashi smiled. "Gusse it was just jammed shut. Lucky for me that Mr. Mucel came along."
Handing over the ribbion Trunks began to leave. He glanced back as the girl struggeled to keep her top and bottom covered
'Darn towel!!' Dashi screamed in her head. A sudden warmness covered her shoulders and Dashi turned in time to see a lavendar haired boy turn the corner quickly, out of sight. Clutching the Capsule Corp. jacket tightly, Dashi smiled at the only person who didn't think of her as a freak.
~~~~~~~~end of chapter 1~~~~~~~~~~
Poison Angel: "So what do you think Vegeta-san?"
Vegeta: "Why was I in such a small part of it?"
P.A.: "Don't worry, you actuly play a really big part in this story....MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!"
Vegeta: "....................."
Chapter 1: Long Hair and Large Eyes
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Like always, I don't own DBZ. Blah, blah, blah, blah..
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"This is so stupid." A lavendar haired teenaged boy sat on the fluffy black couch with his arms folded in protest.
"But Trunks," The blue haired woman began. She sighed. Bulma really didn't want to, but copting her friend seemed to be the only way to get this boy to school. She filled her lunges with air and narrowed her eyes at the disapedient son. " IT DOSEN'T MATTER IF YOU WANT TO, THE ONLY REASON YOUR HERE IS TO GET A PROPER EDUCATION! BE GLAD WE'RE NOT MAKING YOU START IN KINDERGARDEN! So get up, get dressed, and get to school...understand?"
Her final words were spoken so coldly that they sent a shiver down Trunks's spine. Slowly he nodded. As if someone had told him that there was choclate waiting for him in the schools main office, Trunks sprang from the couch and out the frount door.
"You've been hanging around Kakoratto's woman too much."
Bulma spun around to face the voice behind her.
"Ah Vegita. Have you come to..."
"Gravity room." Vegita plainly said as he passed by his 'woman'.
Bulma frowned slightly. 'Hmm. I wonder how hair, let alone socks, stay up in that silly gravity room...'
A pair of small hands tugging on Bulma's black mini skirt broke her thoughts. "Mama," Chibi Trunks said,"What's for breakfast?"
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: Outside of capsule corp. and away from bulma, trunks slowed to a walk and thought about why he was there. His mother, from his time, sent him ther because she felt Trunks needed a "proper education". why not just go to a school in his time, you may ask. well,remeber the androids? All there destruction is just barly getting fixed. At the mement, schools aren't very important to most people.so, that's why he was were he was. Trunks was so involed in his thoughts that he didn't hear the muffled cry of warning. Wu\ithin a matter of seconds Trunks was knocked to the ground on his back. 'That's odd.' he thought, 'I fell something warm.' As trunks open his teal eyes a red shade of red crept onto his cheeks. a body, a GIRL'S body, layed on top of his. Long strands of pink hair were spraled everywhere. "Um," Trunks spoke meekly,"Are you okay?" The figure Shifted, than arose.Trunks watched silently as the girl dusted off a dark and light green dress. 'Thoose are the colors as my uniform, does she go to the same school?' "Are you hert?" The girl streched down her hand and pulled up the blushing teen. "Oh I'm sorry, I was just in a big hurry to get to school." The girl gathered up Trunks books and bag rather quickly. "There." smilin at Trunks, the pink haired girl presented him his things. "you better hurry to school too." As quickly as she had came, the girl was gone. The young sai-jin felt his face grow hot and, like sugested, hurried of to school.
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"Owh! Don't yank my hair!" "You like her?!" "Did you finish that worksheet?" Room 312 of Deep Valley High School was filled with chatter and student scrambling to complete forgotten homework.
One with long pink hair tied back with a blue ribbon sat alone in her seat. Every chair within a two desk radius was empty.
The noise only seemed to grow louder as a woman with oragne hair in a tight bun walkd in. The lady spoke, but wasn't heard. Calmly she flipped a red switch on her podium. Students grabbed there ears in pain as a high pitched siren screached from the speakers on the walls. Ms. Hoshi smiled and turned off the noise.
"I'm so glad to see such an obedient class. Since you all are so quiet, let's begin class." The teacher smirked and glanced at her agenda. "Oh, that's right..." Ms. Hoshi walked over to the door and slid it open. "We have a new student today. I expect you to treat him with the same respect you give me...wait a minute...with more respect." She poked her orange head into the hallway and called in the student.
A pair of yellow boots entered the classroom. Most of the girls sighed at the sight of the lavendar haired stranger.(gee, who could it be? hmm...) "My name is Trunks Briefs (*gasp*really?), no jokes please."
Whispers could be heard all around the room. "He's a Breifs?! Wow! he must be really rich!" "Why is he in a public school?" A few snickers came from the back of the room. Only Trunks's saijin ears picked up the noise. He narrowed his teal eyes at the source of the laughter. It stopped.
CRASH! Everyone turned there attention from the frount of the room to the left side of it. Ther stooped a girl with pink hair collecting dropped school supplies.
"Watch this." A girl with two large ringlets slipped her foot into the asile. Trunks watched and ready himself for whatever she might do.
While the pink haired teenager reached forward to grab a book, the other girl pushed her, sending her tumbling down the stairs. Quickly Trunks sprang into action and caught the falling girl befor she ingered herself too much. "Thank you very much. That seems to happen alot."
"Mr. Breifs, I see you found a place to sit."
"Huh?" Trunks looked back to where the girl was sitting, than around the room. The only empty seats were near her. Why was that?
Silently, Trunks and the girl sat down and took out there supplies. "Now than, let's begin."Ms. Hoshi said as she turned to the white board. The only sound in the classroom was the squek of the teachers marker. The half-sai-jin found himself lost in the comfusing notes.
"Hey," The girl leaned over to Trunks and whispered. "Do you need any help, Breifs-san?"
"Yeah,"He meekly replied. "And I really don't like that "san", "kun", "chan" stuff. You can just call me 'Trunks'."
The girl smiled. "Than you can call me 'Dashi'. Now than, let me break this down for you." They whispered back and forth untill Trunks understood.
The girl with ringlets growled to herself at the sight she beheld. "What is it Kiui-sama?" The girl on her right whispered.
"Look at him. why is he blusshing so much? Dosen't he know who she is?" Kiui, the president of DVHS student council whispered back.
"Should we help him relise who she is?"
Kiui smiled evily and flicked open her dark pink fan. "Yes, that's exactly what we'll do..."
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"SET!" The white sphere was bunted to the back room.
"I" The server smirked and whamed the volleyball at full force, sending it way out of bounds and into the trees. "Oh dear,"the server said," Toku-san? Could you please go get that ball?"
Dashi spun around and looked at the aposing team. "Well..." This was the first time anyone, except Trunks, had been nice to her in this school. "Alright Yatachi-san. I'll be back soon." 'Maybe they're starting to relise how creul they've been.' Dashi smiled at the thought of finally making some friends.
Once she was out of sight, the server smiled. "Go."
"Yes, kiui-sama." Several of the girls ran after the pink haired girl.
"This is going to be good."
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Dashi pushed aside a large brach with ease and smiled. "Ah, there you are." As her slender hands reached for the ball, several figures lept out of hiding and started to punch, kick, scratch, or whatever on the unsuspecting girl.
'Darn it! I had my gaurd down...'
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"What the..." Trunks turned to the woods and stared hard into the heavy foliage. 'Why do I sense such a strong ki? It seems a bit different than other kis...why?'
CRACK! The baseball went sailing through the air, barley missing Trunks head.
"HEY, BOXERS BREIFS!"
"My name is Trunks!"
"Yeah, whatever Bikini. Go get the ball."
"Huh?" Trunks said confused(well duh, how else do you say 'huh') "What ball?"
The pitcher sighed while the batter gritted his teeth. "The one that just flew by your head and landed in the woods..."
Trunks looked back into the trees. "Oh, that ball. Ya, I'll be right back." Trunks smiled to himself as he dashed through leaves. 'I'll find that power sourde and the ball. Two birds with one stone."
After a few minutes the ki left. Trunks sighed. "Guess it left...oh well." Trunks efortlessly moved a branch and spotted the baseball. "At least I found you."
"*groan*"
"Wha?" Trunks turned his head and blushed. On the ground sat a ruffed up teen. The lavendar haired boy watch a trail of blood as it trickeld down the girl's thigh. "Dashi? are you alright?"
"Yeah, but something hit me in the head." Trunks looked at the baseball in his hand, than hid it behind his back.
Beep!beep!beep! "Huh?" Dashi and Trunks looked in the direction of the sound. Dashi sudenly reached her hand down her shirt and pulled out a clock attached to a string around her neck. "Ah man! I'll be late if I don't hurry." The girl stood up and said bye to the other teen. She quickly dashed off through the woods.
"Did she just do," Trunks said to himself,"what I think she did?" He turned to leave when a blue object caught his eye.
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A dripping wet hand twisted the shower facet to the off position and reached for a owel. The hand vigurosly moved back and forth on the towel, dring a large mass of pink hair. Dashi flipped back the damp mass and wrapped the white towelaround herself. 'Gee, this isn't exactlya beach towel.' She thought. After Dashi stepped out of the shower she discovere the doorway was blocked by several girls and two boys. None of them looked fimiluar.
"Uh, could you please move?" Dashi felt embaressed and angry that there were boys in the girlds locker room.
"What's that?" The girl in the center ran manicured fingers through her shoulder length blonde hair. "Do you want to leave?" There was a tone to her voice that Dashi didn't like.
Dashi was trying to deside weather she should respond or not, but the group acted too quickly. As the mob carried her to the door, she noticed that each of them had a kiwi pin on them somewhere. The teenage girl winced as her damp body hit the cold hallyway floor. Laughing could be heard from behind the door as someonge bolted the lock.
Cletching he rtoel tightly against her body, Dashi arose from the floor and tugged at the wooden door. Yellow boots made their way quietly down the hallway.
Trunks had gotten permisson to give Dashi backher rinbbion, which he thought was pretty nice of them. However, the truth was that every gym student couldn't wait to get rid of him. Slipping on his blue XCapsule Corp. jacket, Truinks turned the corner of the hall and stopped dead in his tracks. There befor him stood a wet teenage girl trying to open the girls locker door.
"Dashi?" Trunks stood there puzzled . Slowly he moved closer to the toweled figure. Once he stood next to Dashi, the boy tapped a bare shoulder with a trembling finger.
A scream of surprise jumped out of Dashi's throught and she fell hard to the smooth tile. Her large yellow eyes stard up at Trunks' bright red face. Unknown to Dashi, her towel had come down a little.
As if a mirror was placed in frount of her, Dashi suddenly remebered what she was wearing. Or rather, not wearing. Now it was her turn to blush.
"So what are you doimng in the hallway like that?"
"Well," Dashi started to get up and Trunks turned his back to her. "The floor was really slippery and I skidded out the door. It must have locked itself behind me." Her eyes searched around the hall, wondering if she should break the lock.
She was lying and Trunks Knew it. What he didn't know was why. Had this happened befor? Trunks grabbed the door handle with one hand and slightly covered the bolt with the other. Dashi watched as the teenager sent a small spark of light into the lock. It broke easily and he swung the door open about an inch.
Pretending she didn't notice the blast, Dashi smiled. "Gusse it was just jammed shut. Lucky for me that Mr. Mucel came along."
Handing over the ribbion Trunks began to leave. He glanced back as the girl struggeled to keep her top and bottom covered
'Darn towel!!' Dashi screamed in her head. A sudden warmness covered her shoulders and Dashi turned in time to see a lavendar haired boy turn the corner quickly, out of sight. Clutching the Capsule Corp. jacket tightly, Dashi smiled at the only person who didn't think of her as a freak.
~~~~~~~~end of chapter 1~~~~~~~~~~
Poison Angel: "So what do you think Vegeta-san?"
Vegeta: "Why was I in such a small part of it?"
P.A.: "Don't worry, you actuly play a really big part in this story....MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!"
Vegeta: "....................."