Juuban High - Day 15
Story by: Elise Haskell and Carrie Rose
Written by: Carrie Rose
Edited by: Elise Haskell
The four of us got to school the next day relatively fine. In fact, nothing happened in the morning for a change. Thank God. One more fight, insane Aoi comment, or giant panda running around surely would have driven me up the wall. Especially good was the fact that there was no sign of that boyfriend stealing quad-fucker!
We entered computers, and saw Heero sitting at the desk, polishing his gun. He stood up and proceeded to tell everyone all about his new gun.
"I just got this yesterday, isn't it great?" He started, his voice monotone. If he thinks it's so great, why doesn't he ever have any emotion in his sexy, sexy, monotone voice? *Shrug*
"Can I touch your gun, Heero-sama?" A voice form the back asked. It was Ravi.
"No!" Heero clutched the gun protectively. "It is MY gun! No one can touch it, except me. But, if you do wish to see it, you may ask Mr. Gun if you can touch it."
"Mr. Gun, can I see you?"
"He says no," Heero stated calmly, putting the gun on his desk and petting it affectionately.
"What the hell is wrong with that guy?" Elise asked.
"Aha! You're just jealous!" Heero screamed, pointing at her. (Is that emotion I sense???)
"...Of what?" Elise looked confused. Wait, Elise always looks confused.
"The relationship me and Mr. Gun have. You don't have a Mr. Gun to keep you company and you're envious of the fact that I do!"
"That's it, Heero. However did you guess?" her words were dripping with sarcasm.
"I dunno, I'm psychic I tells ya! Psychic!"
"I think he's finally snapped," I said.
"THINK? He's way past snapped. He's about 15 feet off the rocker." Elise said, ignoring Heero's rants about Mr. Gun for the rest of the class.
The bell rang and we went to Drama where we weren't met with Duo or She-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named-Because-Elise-Will-Kill-Those-Who-Say-That-Vile-Horrid-Vulgar-Name. In fact we were met with a man in a dress.
"Nuriko!" Elise squealed and sat down.
"Nuriko!" I followed suit.
"Can you take off the dress?" Elise asked.
"No." Nuriko stated.
Class began, and Nuriko started talking.
"Today, I'm going to teach you guys how to dress in drag. For the girls, well, you can just stay dressed as girls. I mean, it's an art you need to know, after all, what if you have to play a girl or a character who dresses in drag in a play one day?"
Youji looked shocked. "There is NO way I am wearing a DRESS!"
"Oh, but we'll give you a pretty one with flowers and frills and bows, and even a cute ribbon for your hair!" Nuriko smiled.
Youji backed into the wall in fear. "I REFUSE."
"Come on Youji, I bet you'll look cute!" Elise said.
"No! Oh... all right."
If only we had a camera. Youji was wearing a bright pink, frilly, ruffled, dress covered with little daisies and a little bow at the collar for good measure.
"I. Look. Like. An. Idiot." Youji stated.
"Are you implying that *I* look like an idiot?" Nuriko asked.
"No, no you look great! Stunning! Gorgeous, even!"
"Oh, I know!"
Youji changed back into his normal clothes, and we all went to lunch.
Suddenly, a rose hit the ground in front of Elise and I.
"Love is a precious thing, something that cannot be taken away. It is true, pure, wanted, needed, everything. People live for true love. Without it, they would die lonely, lonely people. It lasts forever, a rose, a symbol of beauty, also symbolizes true love! I am Tuxedo Ka-"
"You are SO corny," Elise and I said in unison and began walking away.
"Hey, wait; I'm not finished yet! Hold on, the music hasn't kicked in yet and I need to finish my speech! WAAAIT!"
He ran after us and stopped in front of us once more, "I'm Tuxedo Kamen, and you will not get away with ruining something of true beauty, and that is the power of-"
"I thought you said you were almost finished?" Elise said, looking rather bored.
"I am! And that is the power of true love! For this, you will pay!" The music then kicked in, and Mamoru did a little corny dance. Everything about that guy just screams 'CORNY!' I couldn't take it anymore.
"I think your precious Usa-Ko is in trouble! Better hurry up!" He ran off, saying something about how he needed to protect his one true love and that left both Elise and me sighing with relief.
"Who was that?" Trunks asked, looking confused, "and why were you staring at him all starry-eyed for a little bit?"
"That was Chiba Mamoru, AKA Tuxedo Kamen. And um, I wasn't starry-eyed, it was your imagination!" I smiled innocently, and Trunks shrugged, I think he believed me.
Youji showed up then, he had gone and bought everyone lunch. That was pretty unexpected, and we all got 'McDonald's' for lunch. Of course, Goku showed up and started mooching off Trunks. "C'mon Trunks, I've known you since you were a newborn! Can I have a fry? Just one! Please?"
"NO! Piss off, Kakarotto!"
Everyone stared at Trunks in shock.
"Definitely takes after his father," Elise said. I nodded in agreement. Trunks blushed and went back to eating. Goku had since left, not wanting to get his ass kicked by trunks.
The bell rang and we went to Science. Yes, there actually was a science wing this time around! Dilandau was sitting in the class, cackling evilly to himself and burning small pictures of Van Fanel and Allen Schezar. He did this the whole period, with the help of Elise, who sat beside him, cackling almost as evilly and psychotically as Dilandau was, burning everything in site. That included the Science wing.
"Oops." Elise shrugged, and walked out.
"And for the billionth time this year, Juuban High is missing a science wing." Youji said as we left.
We walked into Math and the unthinkable happened. Elise stepped on her untied shoelace and fell right into Vegeta. Not only did she fall on top of Vegeta, she happened to fall so her lips met his.
Trunks, Youji and I stared in shock. Then Youji pulled out a camera and snapped a few pictures.
"Ew, she's kissing my dad!" Trunks finally managed to get out.
Vegeta pushed off Elise and she went flying into the wall, "insolent human onna!"
"Whoa, Veggie, is that a nosebleed I see?" I said.
Vegeta covered his nose, "it's not what you think, you stupid onna! I hit my hose on her forehead as the clumsy stupid onna fell into me."
"I bet."
Youji had disappeared for a few minutes and came back with many copies of the photos he had taken.
"Anyway, I need to inform all you humans that all of you are failing."
Youji held up the pictures that he had taken. "Are we, Vegeta?"
"Everybody except her, her, and him."
"Dad!" Trunks exclaimed, frustrated.
"Oh, you too, brat."
Trunks rolled his eyes.
I went over and checked on Elise, who was sitting there, a stupid wide smile across her face, "I... kissed... Veggie... Chan…"
"Yes, now get up, class has started."
"Heh... Heh... I kissed Vegeta! Me! I kissed the Prince of Saiyans!" She started doing a dance around the room.
"SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP YOU INSOLENT HUMAN ONNA!" Vegeta screamed. Elise paled and sat down, and Vegeta smirked, sitting down in his usual manner.
"He wants me." Elise said as she sat down.
Vegeta blinked, overhearing that. "Onna, shut up before I have to send you to the office!"
"Sorry, sir."
The rest of the class would have gone by without a hitch if it weren't for Bulma, who walked in and had overheard everything.
"VEGETA! What have you done?!"
Funny, for the first time, Vegeta actually looked scared. Trunks started to bang his head on his desk VERY hard.
"It was an accident, onna!"
"Accident my ass! I hate you, you arrogant, egotistical BASTARD!"
Youji whipped out a tape recorder.
"I'm sorry, Bulma-Chan, I'm sorry!"
"You better be, if you know what's good for you. Otherwise, you will be sleeping on the couch tonight!"
"No, no! It won't happen again, I promise!"
"It better not!" Bulma left the room, and Youji smiled. He had caught Vegeta's entire apology on tape.
The bell rang and class was over. After school we all went to Youji's house where he started recording many, many, MANY copies of the tape. In fact, by the time he was finished, the stack of tapes reached the ceiling of his eight-foot tall basement. Blackmailing Veggie would be fun!