DISCLAIMER: Do I really have to say 'I don't own anything'?"
WARNINGS: Rated T for a reason. Also, those that don't like Dende/OC stories, please don't read this.
K.I.S.S.I.N.G
School on Monday was extremely awkward for Gohan. The semi-saiyan kept on glancing back at Mana and Drake. It had started that morning when school had first started.
Instead of walking inside with Wade or Speeka, Mana had attached herself to Drake and kept on gazing up at him adoringly. When they got to Mana's locker, instead of taking out her books, Drake pressed himself against her. He lower his mouth to hers and kissed her deeply.
In the background, Wade, Speeka, Torch, Mel and Peppo stared open mouthed at the making out couple. Speeka stomped up to them, grabbed Mana's arm and, shooting Drake a death glare, dragged her friend away from the smirking boy.
"What the hell is wrong with you!" Speeka hissed.
Mana rolled her eyes and looked over her shoulder. Speeka glared at the purple haired girl as she shot a loving look at Drake.
"I don't know what you mean, Speeka. And I would appreciate it if you wouldn't drag me away from my future husband." Mana skipped away from the flabberghasted group and latched onto Drake's arm. The boy led the way to their classroom with a victorious expression.
At lunch, Drake had made it clear that he had 'claimed' Mana. By sitting her on his lap and kissing her passionatly from the beginning of lunchtime to the end of lunchtime.
During history, Mana and Drake had disappeared and there was a rumour going around that Drake was snogging her inside the janiters closet. Peppo, instead of being his usual silent self, had marched right out the class, ignoring his teachers calls to come back.
The boy had made his way to the janiters closet in a record time and yanked the door open. He was surprised when the closet was empty.
Meanwhile Mana and Drake were on the soccer field. Drake had Mana lying on his arm.
"Hey, babe. Whaddaya think about that Dende guy you always hang out with?" Drake's onxy eyes held a glittering hatred as he surveyed the girl under his love spell.
He was glad when Mana's face twisted into an expression of disgust, "He is just a little boy I took pity on Drakie. Someone with no life."
Mana rolled over onto Drake's chest and played with a strand of his hair. Drake closed his eyes and allowed the game to continue as he wrapped his arms around Mana.
The girl was tracing kisses along Drake's jaw when an angry voice cut through the almost desolate field.
"Mana!"
Said person was yanked off her comfortable position by a red faced Gohan and Dende. Dende looked as if he'd been in a hurry when he left the Lookout as he still had on his usual flowing white robes.
Dende grabbed her shoulders and shook her gently but firm enough to jostle her.
"What on earth is wrong with you, Mana!"
Gohan stood in front of his green friend as Drake pushed himself up from the ground. The guy looked furious.
"Let go of my girl now, freak!"
Dende narrowed his eyes and regarded the teen, "Shut up." He said, venom dripping off every word.
Gohan looked shocked for a moment before regaining his composure. "What did you do to her, Drake?"
Drake shrugged, "Some of this, some of that. Its hard not go further than kissing wi-"
His sentence was left unfinished as he was slammed by a certin green skinned person.
Dende swung his fist and was satisfied by the resounding crack when it connected with his nose. Dende was about to bring back his hand when he was shoved away.
"Leave. Me. Alone." Mana pronounced each word slowly and deliberatly.
Dende stared beseechingly at Mana. A sigh escaped his lips as he walked to where Gohan stood, "Don't do this Mana."
"I can do whatever I want, your guardianship."
As if to prove her point, Mana pulled Drake towards her and kissed him, and for extra measures added some tongue.
Gohan saw the look on Dende's face change and immediatly caught his arm before he could do anything.
"Lets just get outta here, buddy. We can plan to do something later."
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