A/N: Hey everyone! Again, I appreciate the reviews! I have a lot of plans in my mind for this fic so just hang tight! The reason I chose Tien and Launch as the parents of Kehki was because, yes they are friends of the Z fighters, but to me they are very distant friends. (or should I say, that is why Kehki chose them to be her "parents" ;) ooooh!) Anyway, on with the show!
West City High: Chapter three | Sugar and Ice
"Okay, what just happened?" Marron raised a confused eye brow. Her hand was jutted out palm up at the door in which Kehki exited through.
"Why did she say my dad's name like that?" Bra blinked.
Pan just furrowed her brows in distrust. I'm not sure I trust Kehki very much, she thought as everyone else just looked at each other Trunks thought about getting up and looking for her, but decided against it. She seemed so sweet, but the moment she heard Vegeta's name, her warm eyes turned to ice. She couldn't possibly know him, and he was certain Vegeta knew nothing about Kehki. Goten just looked at Trunks with nothing but questions written all over his face.
Meanwhile, Kehki climbed into her brand new silver Audi R8, slammed the door shut and gripped the steering wheel in icy rage. Knowing no one could see her through her heavily tinted windows, she began to transform. Her pale white skin turned to a glossy silver, and her hair turned ice blue while her eyes remained the same shade of purple. She now adorned a skin tight white mini skirt with an armored vest covered in various diamonds, jewels, and crystals. The skirt was heavily ruffled at the bottom and her white boots rose up to her knees. What looked to be chrome elbow pads formed around her elbows along with chrome colored belt around her waist.
"Vegeta." She spat acidly, thinking out loud. "It's true. After all of these years I find you settled down on this ridiculous planet. Your brother Tarble was reluctant to tell me your whereabouts, but with a little motivation he saw things my way. I WILL make you pay for what you've done to me! Mark my words; I will destroy everything you've come to love! Even if I have to eat you from the inside out." The grip on her steering wheel seemed to get tighter with every word she spoke. Everything around her in the car turned frigid. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The ice melted away and vanished as she regained her human form. Still scowling, she looked toward the cafeteria, then back down at her clock. I did not think I would find them so soon. I must get close to that lavender haired boy. He is the key to my saiyan prince. He is the key to my revenge.
She grabbed her books and exited her car. Walking against the breeze, she made her way to her third class of the day. AP Statistics. She found her way to the class room on the third story easily and took her seat before the first bell even rang. Pulling out a sheet of notebook paper, she began to scribble in a strange language thoughts and memories of a time when she was draped in the flame-haired Saiyan prince's arms. She went so far as to draw abstract pictures of the pain and suffering she has endured over the years. The first bell chimed as she crumpled the paper and threw it into the trash bin. The first students began to pile in and sporadically seat themselves as she put her sweet purity back on her face. As she was smiling warmly at everyone in the room, she felt his energy drawing nearer. It was the lavender haired boy. She could smell his vanilla musk as he walked into the room, immediately noticing her as well.
"Hey there." Trunks greeted her with caution.
"Hi Trunks!" she greeted as she took a nervous breath, "Umm, I want to apologize for my behavior at lunch. I realize it must have looked strange to you, but it seems I mistook your fathers name for something else. I'd love to tell you, but it's a super long story." Kehki lied with perfect sugary sweet innocence in her voice.
"Oh! Well, I'd love to hear it sometime." Trunks took his seat next to her grinning. "We've got a whole year to get to know each other. I'm a senior by the way, what grade are you in?"
"I'm also a senior." Another smile danced on her pouty pink lips. Trunks could not help but bask in her radiant beauty as she looked at him softly. The lips she spoke and smiled with seemed to beg him to kiss them. It had been a while since Trunks had looked at a girl this way.
"Oh, perfect!" Trunks said, having nothing else better to say. She let out a soft giggle, bringing her fingers to her lips just as the tardy bell rang announcing the beginning of class. Blah blah blah, the teacher gave her lecture about rules and about how strongly she believed in homework. This old bat, just because she is miserable in life doesn't mean she has to take it out on us! Trunks thought, feeling a strange mixture of pity and dislike toward the husky woman droning on and on. For the remainder of class, Kehki and Trunks kept stealing glances at each other. He could see her scrawling on a piece of paper but he couldn't make out what she was writing, as the teacher had not instructed them to take any kind of notes. It wasn't until the bell rang to go to their last class of the day did he get his answer.
"Here, Trunks. I wrote you this, but you can't read it until you get home from school today. Promise you won't peek?" She gave a wink.
Smiling awkwardly, Trunks responded, "I have football practice, so it won't be til about five or six until I can read it! But okay, if it's that important I guess I'll just have to wait."
"That's alright, that is actually much better for me." She touched his cheek with her thumb before exiting the classroom. Trunks could still feel her touch as she disappeared down the hall amongst the sea of students.
Trunks quickly ran to the football locker rooms where he hoped Goten was there already. Weaving in and out of the lines of traffic, he made it to his destination in less than a minute. To his pleasure, he did find Goten in the locker rooms getting his practice gear on.
"Goten, I just had a class with that Kehki girl!" Trunks blushed realizing how "teenage girl" he sounded.
"Did she explain her freak moment? She creeped me the hell out at lunch, dude." Goten frowned slightly as he shoved his helmet on his head.
"She said it was a long story, but it was a misunderstanding. And she gave me this note, but I can't read it til after I get home tonight."
"I'm coming over bitch. I want to know what that note says!" Goten sat down on a bench while he waited for his friend to change. This class was almost self explanatory, so the coach felt no need to give lengthy introductory speeches at the beginning of the year. As the football team made their way out onto the field, all of the cheerleaders began to swoon at the sight of them. Trunks distinctly heard six of them call out his name as they squealed when he looked over at them. Goten was busy making an ass of himself waving like a madman at the girls.
"Hey ladies! Call me! We'll party!" Goten called with his hand to his mouth in a C shape! Trunks just ran his hand down his face as little beads of sweat formed at his temples.
The rest of practice was reviewing basic strategy on the defense and offense and a ton of running. Being Saiyans, Goten and Trunks could have ran for days before becoming anywhere close to winded, though it still pained them to watch their teammates struggling to keep their breath.
The sun was just starting to set at around six o'clock before the first day of practice got out. The boys quickly changed to their relaxation outfits from their practice uniforms before heading to Capsule Corp. Three songs and two air guitar solo's later, Trunks pulled into his garage area and they made their way to Trunk's room.
"Alright. Business. Go." Goten pointed at Trunks. Trunks readily pulled the note out of his jacket pocket and unfolded it to see dainty and elegant script. Reading aloud, the note said:
Hey Trunks! Okay, I know writing notes is totally junior high, but I knew I would not be able to do this any other way, lol! Our stat's class is almost over with now, and I couldn't help noticing you looking over at me a lot while that zombie of a teacher talked about nothing for the last hour and a half. . . But I was wondering if you would maybe like to take me out sometime? It sounds so strange, I know, but I do think that you are incredibly handsome, and it is awfully lonely being the new kid. ;) Soooo, I guess just call or text me! My number is 555-258-4987! (Omg, I can't believe I did this!) Hope to hear from you 3
Kehki
Trunks finished reading out loud and Goten just made an odd frown.
"I dunno, man. I mean, that whole thing she did at lunch was just way beyond weird! That wasn't much of an explanation. What on Earth could she have confused "Vegeta" with? Vegetable? I mean, seriously, what the fuckin fuck!" Goten sat on the foot of Trunk's bed while Trunks sat at his computer desk.
"Yeah, but she did say it was a long story. If anything I'll hang out long enough to hear that story and then we'll go from there?" Trunks shrugged, knowing perfectly well he just wanted to look into those violet eyes again.
"Hmm, I guess. . ." Goten shrugged, "But hey dude, I should just go home. I want to ask my dad if he's heard anything about Tien and Launch having a kid. Gosh, it has been forever since we have seen or heard anything from them."
"Good idea, let me know what he says, alright?" Trunks and Goten side fived, then pounded fists. The boys walked out of his room, back down to the front door, passing Vegeta in the living room on the way.
"Later Vegeta!" Goten waved cheerily.
"Hn." was the simple answer Goten received. Whistling loudly, Goten called for his nimbus clouded, hopped on it, and flew into the setting sun to Mount Pow.
Pretending to be a bold of lightening, Trunks made a mad dash back up to his bedroom and grabbed the note. He pulled out his cell phone and text the number.
"Hey! its trunks. . . read ur note." Send.
Receive. "O hey! :)"
Pausing for a minute, an internal debate raged inside Trunks. He didn't want it to be too soon, but then again, he didn't want to wait either. Knowing the worst she could say was "no", he decided to do it.
"Do u wanna come over for a little while?"
He stared for just a second longer. Thinking, what the hell, he hit send.
A/N: Hey! I know it was on the short side, but I wanted to get this posted! Hope you guys are enjoying my work so far, and I hope to read more lovely reviews!
