"Dragonball AS: SCU Saga"

Chapter 57- "Say What!?!"

By- Tiny

Math had ended a lot quicker than usual in the opinion of the students, probably because it was only the first day, but it wasn't over fast enough for a certain lavender-haired Saiya-jin woman. Poor Goshin never saw it coming as a purple streak darted down the hall, knocking a few people over, and jumped on his back, sending him to the floor.

"It's been so long Goshin!" Bikini beamed, "How have you been?"

"Umm...not too bad," the brown-haired boy smiled weakly, "But I'd be a lot better if you'd please get up..."

"Oh, sorry about that!" Bikini giggled, "I don't know what came over me!"

"Sure she didn't," Shell shook her head, "So Goshin, how are you and Berge enjoying the place so far?"

"It's been a pretty sweet deal for us, thanks," Berge answered, "We've been here since about seven or so this morning. Boxer's somewhere around here too, but we haven't seen him yet."

"Did you meet anyone new in your first class?" Bikini asked, inching closer to Goshin, "Or was it a bunch of people you already knew?"

"Well, there was this one kid named Tzu Lee," Goshin gulped, "Weird looking guy though. Had short, spiky green hair and some of the palest skin I've ever seen on anybody, not to mention that huge ki level!"

"Maybe he's one of the dojo's students," Shell shrugged, "It isn't so common to sense relatively high levels anymore."

"Yeah, but this kid had a massive ki level for a regular human," Berge pointed out, gazing off into space, "Hey, there he is now! Lee, come over here man!"

Looking to see who exactly Berge was talking about, the two women turned around and sure enough, there was a kid with spiky green hair and pale skin. He was wearing a pair of dark jeans and a red t-shirt with a long sleeved white one underneath, though it blended in fairly well with his pale skin tone. Almost eerie black eyes gazed out from underneath the young man's thick brows, one of which was pierced several times.

"Hey there Goshin, Berge," Lee smiled, "Who are your friends here?"

"Bikini, Shell, this is our new friend Lee," Goshin introduced, "Now, can't you sense that ki level?"

"Boy, I'll say!" Shell gasped, "Are your parents fighters?"

"Well, my dad is but my mom...well, she died a few years ago," Lee nodded, "Dad's been taking care of me ever since then and making me keep up in my training."

"Sorry to hear about your mom," Bikini smiled sweetly, "Who's your dad?"

"You might've heard of my dad before," Lee chuckled, "His name is Chautzu."

"WHAT!?!"

History was probably the most boring class in the whole school, especially for one of the classes many students. He was a darker-skinned man with black hair, the two long bangs in the front a strange aqua color, and was dressed in a black t-shirt that said "BRAT" across the front. Drool was dripping onto his textbook as his snores carried throughout the classroom, earning a scowl from the teacher and giggles from the students.

"Mr. Kneejam!" the teacher snapped, "Is it really all that hard to pay attention!?!"

"My name is Nijam, not Kneejam, you spectacled blockhead," the man grumbled, "Besides, your class is boring as Hell! Do you use that monotonous tone at home with your kids?"

"Why you...!" the teacher growled, "GET THE HELL OUT OF MY CLASSROOM!"

"Fine by me, I don't need this class to graduate. It's just a filler," the man chuckled, "But there's one thing I need to do first."

"What might that be, Mr. Kneejam?"

The dark-haired man strolled across the room, bookbag in hand, and came to a halt in front of a red-haired woman's desk. The woman was very well developed, dressed in a pair of white capri pants and a yellow tanktop, her green eyes staring up at the young man before her as he dropped a piece of paper on her desk. Before she could ask what it was for, he leaned in and landed a kiss right on her lips, which she warmly welcomed for a few minutes before finally parting, much to the teacher's frustration.

"Give me a call sometime," the man smiled, rubbing the woman's chin, "Don't forget to ask for Boxer. What's your name, by the way?"

"Kent, Kent Alisa," the woman sighed, gazing up at the man breathlessly.

"Well then, I'll look forward to seeing you around sometime, Ms. Kent," Boxer bowed, "We can go out to a movie or something. Assuming that you interested, that is..."

"MR. NIJAM!!!" the teacher roared, "GET OUT!!!!"

Boxer chuckled slightly as he strolled out of the classroom, the red-headed Alisa still heaving breathlessly as he went out the door. The Saiya-jin man came out into the tiled hallway to the sound of light laughter, recognizing the source of the laughter immediately as an old friend of his.

"What do you think is so funny Kimuchi?" Boxer spat, "That I was kicked out of class instead of you for once?"

"Same old Boxer, never shy when he wants something," Kimuchi smirked, "Who's the girl anyway?"

"Someone!" Boxer gulped, "You should know! You are a Guardian, aren't you?"

Kimuchi smirked at his old friends remark, one of those "I-know-something-you-don't" looks on his face. The first sign that Kimuchi was a Guardian was when his reddish hair faded to a solid white color, not to mention the fact that he could use negative energy attacks. But when he started reciting the names of his ancestors without even thinking hard about it, it was official. He was the first Saiya-jin Guardian to show up in almost a hundred years.

"Well, do you know something?" Boxer grinned, "C'mon, tell me how it's gonna work out man!"

"Sorry, but that would interfere with destiny," Kimuchi laughed, "After all, I like to see you squirm along with the others!"

"He does at that!" a new voice came in, "Kimuchi's just a mean guy!"

"I'm with Apio on this one," another male voice agreed, "After all, he not only knows what has happened, but what will happen in the future!"

Boxer smiled slightly as the young men before him, both dressed in jeans and t-shirts as they walked towards the two other Saiya-jin. The older of the two, though shorter, was very well muscled, just like his father, and had a hairstyle that reminded everyone of Gohan's old high school pictures. The other, much taller man had long, shaggy hair unlike the spikes of the other Saiya-jin's, but it was all good as far as he was concerned.

"Medon, knowing the future isn't always a blessing," Kimuchi sighed solemnly, "It can be a great curse in it's own right..."

"Yeah right, what could be that bad?" Apio laughed, "Are we all gonna die or something?"

"Get back to me in a few years and I'll answer that question," Kimuchi smiled weakly, "You're not gonna like the answer though, trust me."

"You two need to lighten up," Boxer laughed loudly, "C'mon, let's go check out the food court! Maybe some of the others'll be there!"

As if on cue, four stomachs roared from within the Saiya-jin's bodies, drawing the attention of the other students. All four young men smiled sheepishly as the onlookers laughed and teased, none of them really all that concerned with the whole matter.

"Maybe that's not such a bad idea," Medon grinned, looking very much like his grandfather, "Let's roll!"

NEXT TIME: It would seem that not only is there a...reluctant romance blossoming between Bikini and Goshin, but also between Boxer and a certain red-head from his History class. As the first day draws to a close, many questions linger in the air, like how Chautzu had a kid without anyone knowing! More importantly than that, however, is what exactly is the new generation's idea of nightlife? Find out in the next installment of Dragonball AS!!!!!!