Chapter 4: New Student

The next morning was like the first. Gohan and Jet ate, said goodbye and got dressed. Jet was there because he asked if he could stay the night. They flew to school and luckily there were no crimes committed that day. They got there just in the nick of time and took their regular places.

"Students, we have another student joining us today; it was a late exam pass. But she also scored full marks on the entrance exam. I've got a room of geniuses." Mr. Faultic said proudly, "You may come in, dear."

Jet's eyes were dulled before she came in. But when she did, his mouth dropped. She was beautiful.

She looked to be about Videl's height and she was wearing a red shirt that showed him her developing curves. She had on shorts that were cut mid-thigh, making him pull on the collar of his shirt. Was it hot in there?

Suddenly, her eyes locked with his. She smiled brightly at him. That's one of them. She thought and she saw Gohan, and there's number two. She turned back to Jet.

She couldn't help but notice that Jet was incredibly handsome. He was wearing a short sleeved muscle shirt, which all the girls loved. She looked at his incredibly muscled arms. They weren't huge, but you could tell that he was really strong.

And once he smiled back, she felt her stomach tingle. What's wrong with me? I must focus on my mission. Step one: Earn his trust. Step two: Invite him over. Step three: Hold him for ransom.

She walked up to the empty seat next to Jet and smiled, "I'm Saiya."

Jet blushed as he smiled back, "I-I'm Jet."

"So, what's this class, cutie?" She asked nonchalantly.

His blush deepened and he stuttered out a, "Trigonometry."

She shrugged, "Seems easy enough."

"Yeah." he said, not noticing he was staring.

Saiya noticed and she gave a flirty smile, "Yes?"

Jet's whole face became red, "N-Nothing." He mumbled turning back to the teacher.

Saiya chuckled inwardly, it's already working. "Got any hobbies?" She asked.

Jet nodded, "Martial arts mainly."

"Really, me too!" She exclaimed, "What style do you practice?"

"Well, I practice Turtle, Demon, and my own style." He thought aloud.

"Hmmm…can't say I've heard of those." She pouted, "So, what's your style called?"

Jet smiled, "I call it Nova style. It's a mixture of both of the styles, but with a bit more flare and tactic to them."

Saiya smile widened and she let out a small giggle, "That's so cool!"

Jet stared at this girl who was instantly making his mental shields drop. But a quick mind nudge from Gohan fixed that.

Once lunch came, Jet, Gohan, Videl, Erasa, Sharpner, and Saiya all went outside. There was a cherry blossom tree just next to the baseball field. Jet ran up to the tree and found a secluded spot and threw his capsule.

Meanwhile, he didn't see Saiya analyze him with her disguised scouter. To anybody else it would look like a pair of sunglasses.

"Power Level: 605,000,000." Saiya almost gasped at that number. Even her Father wasn't that advanced! How much power does he have in Super Saiyan?! She dove near a trashcan when her father came on.

A voice rang through, "Are you in position?"

"Yes." She whispered.

"Good, now listen. Lord Frost has demanded that we have the money in three months. Can you manage your mission in that time frame?"

"Yes." She replied and shut off the device as she neared the tree. She took a seat next to Jet. The funny thing was, in her hurry to get to school, she'd actually forgotten her lunch.

"Uh, Jet?" She tapped his shoulder and he stiffened.

He looked over to her, "Yeah?"

Suddenly, she felt ashamed, "I-I forgot my lunch." She said quietly, "Can you share some of yours?"

Jet said nothing. For a Saiyan to share his food was something different all together. Whether or not she realized it. He looked at her face as she put on a smile. There was something about this girl that…intrigued him. She was beautiful and kind.

He gave a slow, cautious nod.

Saiya recoiled a little. Wow, I wasn't expecting him to say yes. I wonder if…No! Bad thoughts! He's just your mission. And besides, if he knew what you were up to, he'd resent you forever and your mission would be a failure.

She gave him a smile as a thought came into her mind, I also wonder…

She leaned in and gave him a peck on his cheek, before reaching over and picking up a plate, "Thanks, Jet."

Jet stared at her wide eyed and open mouthed. His hand went involuntarily to his cheek, the place where her lips touched. He felt his Saiyan blood tingle. That girl had no idea what she'd just done. And that only proved his feelings.

He was falling for the new girl.

This couldn't be good.

Gohan finished fast and ran over to him, "Hey, what's up?"

Jet's mouth never opened as he just pointed to the door that Saiya went through. Gohan looked that direction, but saw nothing, "What? I'm lost here."

After a minute, Jet was able to form one word, "Her…"

Gohan instantly got what he was saying, "You've got a crush on the new girl?" He took a guess. He watched as Jet's face flushed as he gave a meek nod.

Gohan shook his head with a chuckle, "How can you start to like someone in not even a day?"

Jet smirked back, his face still on fire, "Just like how you did with Videl?"

Gohan's own face flushed, "Damn it."

Jet shrugged, "I think I am, anyway."

"Crushing on Saiya?" Gohan asked innocently.

Jet nodded, "Yeah, I mean, she's kind, she's thoughtful, a little shy and…"

"Very attractive." Gohan finished, drawing Jet's attention. Gohan looked at his friend, perplexed.

Jet frowned and his eyes narrowed, "She's mine." He growled. Gohan looked at his friend shocked. Did he actually say that? Wow, he must really like her… Gohan looked at the direction she left. He couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right.

Gohan then turned back to his friend and gave a nervous smile as he rubbed the back of his head the Son way, "N-No way man. You're right."

Jet nodded and finished his meal before re-capsuling the empty plates. An awkward silence fell over the two before the lunch bell rang. Jet smiled and offered Gohan a hand, "Let's go."

Gohan nodded with a grin, "Okay."

Jet stepped into the locker room and took his shirt off. He took a look at himself in the mirror. He saw he still had his muscular chest and abs. Training not only strengthened him mentally, but also physically.

"Whoa!" He heard.

He turned around and saw Sharpner. His body was less muscular, but still very fit.

"Dude, how'd you get those muscles?" Sharpner asked.

Jet shrugged and pulled on his weighted red undershirt. The weight was nothing to him, he'd grown accustomed to it in the many battles he had been in, "I train."

Sharpner chuckled, "Pretty obvious, considering you scored a 605 on the machine yesterday."

Jet pulled his black gi top on and then put his black gi pants on. He wrapped the red sash around his waist and tied it into a not. He kicked off his shoes and put on his fighting boots.

Sharpner grimaced, "All the girls are going to be fawning over you."

Jet smirked, "That is of no consequence to me. I am here to learn, not let girls get into my head." He said unconvincingly. Sharpner knew he was trying to convince himself more than him.

Gohan came out of the stall in his blue and red gi. He nodded to Jet and the two walked out. They walked into the gym in equal strides, matching step by step.

The coach came out, "Now, we will do martial arts. Jet and Gohan already have their numbers, so the rest of you will go alphabetically."

After ten minutes, all the others had gone. Gohan was surprised as he saw Videl's number: 280. That was incredible for a human.

Jet's eyes widened as Saiya touched it with the exact amount of force he did. Her number was even the same. The coach wrote all the numbers down and assigned the teams, "The first four fights will be in this order: Jet against Saiya, Gohan against Videl, Sharpner against Marker, and Lead against Pop."

Jet nodded and jumped off the bleachers, ignoring the shouts and whistles from the girls in his class, albeit Videl. Gohan gave him thumbs up as Saiya stepped up. Gohan and Jet's eyes widened as her ki spiked up. The spike was so strong that Vegeta stopped training and looked off into the distance.

"Hmmm…"

Meanwhile, Jet looked at her, shocked at the power radiating off. His mind was wracked with questions, but he focused on her energy. He couldn't help but notice her outfit too. She was wearing a yellow and red gi with really small shorts and training boots. Her hair was pulled up into a bun and she dropped into a fighting stance.

Saiya smirked, "This will be fun"

Jet raised his ki till it was level with hers. Then the two launched themselves at each other. Saiya was quick and she threw her right fist to his face, but it was blocked easily and Jet threw his free hand at her.

Saiya ducked and landed a fierce uppercut to his jaw. He stumbled back as he recovered from the shock. She had a nasty left hand. Jet recovered just in time to jump over her legs as she tried to trip him.

He did a back flip and landed nimbly on his feet. He wasted no time in rushed to her, throwing a fury of jabs and kicks at her. Saiya blocked or dodged each one, until his other foot slammed into her stomach. She doubled over and Jet watched carefully. He'd put more power into that punch. Suddenly, the tables were turned, Saiya struck with such speed that even Gohan had trouble following.

Jet staggered back and jumped to the side while keeping his defense up. The punches she applied were well coordinated as each hit him, or hit his arm.

Jet powered up further without his aura and swiped her feet from under her then delivered a swift kick to her midsection. Saiya cried out in surprise as she felt herself flung towards the end of the ring. She threw her feet down and landed on the edge, dangerously tipping over.

Saiya flailed her arms around, hoping Jet would take the bait. He did. Watching her flail like that made him feel sorta bad. Saiya knew that she was no match for his power, but she also had a few tricks up her sleeve. Because she would win, no matter the cost.

Jet rushed at her and caught her arm. Saiya was about to pull him down when she looked into his black eyes. She felt herself blush. Those eyes…

Her knees almost gave when he gave her a lopsided grin. She almost felt bashful now. Those eyes, there's no denying it, he's got the most wonderful eyes in the world…NO! Focus!

Throwing all the thoughts aside, she grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the ring with her. She flipped him around in mid-air, landing on him completely as he took the out of bounds.

Jet's face was set on fire as he noticed their position. Her body was sprawled across his, but none of her body was touching the ground. Her face was so close to his that he could feel her breath on his face.

Saiya suddenly jumped to her feet beside Jet and shouted, "I won!"

Jet realized he'd been tricked. What? She tricked me?! Damn it, I have to focus more!

Power Levels:

Jet: (Eating) 605,000,000 (Less Suppressed) 75,000 (Distracted) 50,000

Gohan: (Suppressed) 10,000

Saiya: (Suppressed) 75,000

Videl: 100