Double Hate

Disclaimer: DBZ (DB/DBGT) no owned by me humble self.

Summary: The two have seemingly forgotten—but will they ever forgive?

A/n: /Panther is seen slinking out of the authoress' office/

/Autumn is nowhere to be seen/

/Reviewers cannot vent frustration about VERY long update delay/ -Decide instead to read-


Previously, on Double Hate

"Good idea, squirt. But he had better start moving fast."

"Yeah." The bell rang for the next class and they hurriedly sprinted off.


Chapter Six: Explanations
Coming home, Bra breezed through the business section of Capsule Corps and straight into the residence. She immediately flung her bag onto the couch and dashed for the elevator. She punched the button for the bedroom floor and impatiently waited for it to stop. Once it did, she instantly sprinted to her room and dressed into her casual clothes. After the long school day of being stared at by Verez, she wanted to cast away anything that reminded her of that horrible institution. Including her current outfit.

Finished, she flopped onto her bed and picked up a pen and her diary.


Trunks looked after his sister worriedly as she ran for the elevator. It was definitely apparent that she was being harassed by that Spanish teacher of hers. She'd told Trunks that she had switched her foreign language to French, effective Monday, and she was planning on cutting the Spanish class on Friday. She'd already cut it today, and was thinking about taking the long way to her classes, skirting Verez' Spanish class on her way to Mandatory English. Trunks had approved of those methods, but wondered when Bra was going to break the news to their parents. Hopefully it was today, and when Trunks was not in range of Bulma's tantrum voice. He winced. His mother was never a good person to be around when she was mad.

Trunks sighed. It'd been a long day, made longer by the fact that Marc and Jeff were constantly on his mind, yet in person they really didn't do anything to him. He wondered why. If he had been the one wronged, he would have ignored his former friends, leaving them to fend for themselves. Which, Trunks realized, was exactly what they were doing. They weren't helping out, but they were being talkative, seeming like they were helping. Trunks shook his head. Revenge was complicated.

The demi-Saiyan prince started the weary trudge to the elevator himself, planning to go to the computer lab to start on that essay he'd been assigned today. Another sigh escaped the purple-haired teenager's mouth. History was so not his best subject.


Half an hour later, Trunks heard the distinctive screech of shock and anger coming from his mother's private lab. Wincing in pity, he reached out and found his sister's link.

Did you just tell Mom about Verez then? he asked, thanking his mother that she'd designed the lab far away from the computer lab, where no sharp-eyed people could come in and see her secrets.

Yeah. She's taking it real well. Bra responded dryly. The siblings shared nervous chuckles. She's actually threatening to castrate him if he comes near me.

Trunks winced. Ouch. Much as I hate Verez right now, I'm not sure that's an OK punishment.

Heh. I think I'll just suggest to Mom that we sue him. Or better yet, see exactly why he's got a bad reputation with girls.

WHAT?! Trunks screeched, his rage coming to the surface again. WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?!

Heh. Must have slipped my mind when we were coming home. Bra laughed nervously again, but rushed on when Trunks would have butted in. I was thinking we could do like a background investigation, see what he's gotten into.

Trunks grumbled about his sister's pride. Bra's impatience, though, motivated him to agree with her. Yeah, all right. Told Mom that yet?

Yep. She immediately latched onto the idea and is even now hacking into the City mainframe.

Trunks laughed, a sound that would have sent chills down that of any whom heard it. Go Mom. I think I'll join her when I'm done with my History essay.

Need help? I need to get out of here, Bra complained.

Please. You always were better at writing essays anyway. Kami knows how that came to be.

Bra grinned at that as she slipped by her furious mother, who was clacking away at her laptop at the speed of light. By Bulma's expression, she had contacted Vegeta through their bond, and Bra could only imagine what her father's reaction was. She hoped the Gravity Dome didn't have to be fixed tomorrow.

She wound through the halls to the computer lab, letting her brother's ki guide her. It was fortunate that Gohan had taught her how to sense ki all those years ago. Bra never would have found Trunks then.

Blinking back sudden tears, Bra pushed through the doors of the lab. She ignored the sudden onslaught of all those huge black blank screens staring accusingly at her, instead making her way across to Trunks at his personal favorite. She sat down, pulled a page of Trunks' essay toward her, and started to read.


At dinner at the Harrisons' that day, Jeff, Marc, and Linda entertained their parents with their stories of their school day. Marc's was especially fun, as he and Bobby had teamed up against Ivory and Lindsay in an impromptu boys-vs.-girls game of Keep Away with Lindsay's cell phone.

When Marc finished, ending with Bobby being tackled by Ivory at last, the whole table laughed. Marc just shrugged and went back to his food. The table finally calmed down long enough for Myna to ask casually,

"So, how's the situation with the biological family going?"

Jeff and Marc both looked at Myna simultaneously, Marc just swallowing his food. Obviously Jeff and Marc had told their family about the Z-senshi coming to their school. They had also filled them in on what had happened all those years ago, but Jeff had yet to tell them about Verez' harassment of Bra. He did so now, watching as not only their adoptive parents, but also Linda's as well, faces darkened with anger and dislike.

"I knew that Verez was nothing but trouble. I'm glad that Linda took Spanish with Malorie Pitcher," Myna muttered. Linda nodded as well, her relief clearly evident on her face. Verez had come to teach the year she graduated, and she had heard plenty about the oh-so-charming teacher with the dark obsession for pretty girls. Jeff, then Marc, had added to those rumors about Verez' antics before he had come to OSH. So far Verez hadn't tried anything, to the knowledge of the Harrison Brothers, but the whole student body, mainly junior and senior girls, stayed on guard.

And now it seemed time for action.

"So far the only thing we can do is nothing. Bra seems to want to handle it herself, and it's likely that she'll tell her family. But if Verez continues to harass her, then action will have to be taken. I'm going to notify the Student Council tomorrow about the harassment problem, but I won't name any names if I can. I'll try to get them to formulate a school plan to use against Verez if we need it, and also make plans to keep Verez away from Bra or any other girls he seems to like," Jeff told his family between bites.

Marc pitched in with his own plans to rally Ivory, Bobby, and Lindsay, as well as a few other people he knew, to Bra's cause. Jeff nodded agreement to those plans and mentioned something about officially warning the sophomores and freshmen, instead of letting rumors abound about it. He was only going to do this if the Student Council agreed to do this, or if he seriously thought there was danger from Verez. As there was nothing but strong suspicions now, Jeff and Marc could do nothing but what they'd already planned.

That being said, the dinner returned to normal, with only the pensive mutterings every so often to indicate that the conversation had ever taken place.


There was chaos also at the Son household as Pan told her parents of the little pickle Bra was in. Goku and Chichi were very concerned, of course, but both were confident that Bra could take care of herself. After all, her father was Vegeta. However, they both also agreed that Pan should keep a sharp eye out for Verez when he came around.

The matter of Gohan and Goten was also discussed that night. Pan was told whom exactly they were, why they were so important to the Z-senshi, and why they left. Pan was shocked to hear that Chichi and Goku had ignored the G brothers to the point of abuse, but understood the situation. Sometimes she felt that her parents weren't listening to her, that they were ignoring her. But those moments always passed, and the family was as happy as happy could be, except for Pan's temper and the fits of depression the elder Sons annually went into.

When Pan went to bed that night, she didn't fall asleep immediately as she almost always did. Instead images of Gohan and Goten ran rampant around in her head, whirling around until they merged into the faces of Jeff and Marc. The faces slowed their circling around in her head and settled into solidity before her eyes. Pan, sleepy by this time, stared at their features. She grinned slightly when they smiled gently at her, her eyes drifting closed. The images of their features smiling stayed with her as she slept.


A/n: /Blows out a breath/ Finally, the VERY-long-awaited sixth chapter done. Joy. Now for the seventh chap. Double joy.

Autumn: Heehee.

SP: /Looks™ at muse/ Why do I even keep you around anymore? You certainly don't help me.

Autumn: You keep me around because you like me.

SP: I hardly even know you.

Autumn: Sure you do! You know I like to explore, stay away from my authoress, interact with other muses, play lots and lots of pranks and—

SP: Yeah, yeah. So what? A lot of muses like to do that.

Autumn: Aline sure doesn't.

SP: True. Still, I'm firing you.

Autumn: NO!!! You can't fire me! What'll happen to Double Hate?!

SP: I'm getting a new muse for it. Oh, Kyo-chan!!

Kyoku: /Pops up and looks around questioningly/

Autumn: NOOOO! Not that dratted dragon boy!! /Steams/

Kyoku: /Spots SP and grins/ -Waves like a chibi-

SP: Hi, Kyoku! Come and inspire me!!

Kyoku: OK! /Comes over and hugs SP/

Autumn: /Glowers/

SP: Anyway, hopefully with Kyo-chan to help, this fic will finally go somewhere. No guarantees, tho. Oh well. At least the sixth chap's up. Be happy.

CYA!

TheShadowPanther, Autumn, and Kyoku, from AASN

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