Well, the last chapter was certainly an interesting one for our favourite busty babe, lol. As hot as Meiko is, lewd visuals aren't going to work on Gohan when he's how he usually is, dead tired or not. She has no idea that she already missed the most opportune time to try her shtick. Had she done her thing while Gohan was still feeling the lingering effects from Hana's little excursion, which left our boy hard as a rock and aroused for the first time in his life, then she definitely would've had far more luck. Too bad she didn't.
Though in saying that, we all already know what it takes to get our favourite half-breed excited downstairs unlike Meiko. As pure-hearted as he can be, he's still a man like the rest of us at the end of the day. Get him in a situation like Hana did to stimulate him downstairs, and he'd get hard and horny just like any male. Such a shame there isn't a chance Hana let's her know about Gohan's one weakness, though at the same time, even if she did I doubt Meiko would go to those lengths yet. Her pride simply wouldn't let her.
I do have one question for you all though, before the chapter begins, pertaining to Gohan and Meiko. One I'll put up a poll for on my profile.
Who do you guys think would win in an arm wrestling match between the two, if Gohan didn't use any Ki augmentation at all, just his normal strength without it? Do you think Meiko may stand a chance there, seeing as her strength in the manga borders between peak-human and superhuman?
My money's still personally on the demi-Saiyan there, but we'll see what you guys think in the poll.
Anyways, I've badgered on enough. On with the chapter!
A Saiyan's Prison Ride:
Chapter 10: Frustration.
"Oh, Madam Vice-President! Back already?" Hana greeted, seeing the unbelievably well-endowed warden walk back into the clearing, a clear sheen of sweat still rolling down her temple.
This didn't go unnoticed by the prison garbed boys, who turned in the warden's direction and found their eyes drawn to the grey haired girl as she stalked in. A sheen of sweat coating over the pale flesh of her huge breasts as they bobbed about on her chest, barely contained by her opened uniform.
Shingo especially got an eyeful as she came closer to Hana, the boy having a huge lump on his head from where Hana had slammed the heel of her foot down.
"Ohh man… Just look how sweaty they are!" The punkish looking boy could already feel drool escape his open mouth, cheeks quickly lighting up in a blush as he eyed her bouncy pair with growing lust. "She must've really worked herself up! All that sweat only makes' em look even better!" He could only imagine how much more jaw-dropping they'd be without that uniform on! "Fuck… What I wouldn't do to cop a feel of those tits…" Or all of this busty bombshell, for that matter… he could already feel himself getting an erection just watching her!
He didn't get to watch for much longer, as before he could even blink, something black blurred before his eyes and cracked him hard over the skull, sending him crashing face first into the dirt a second time that day.
"Ughh…" The boy groaned in pain, barely able to look up, his vision somewhat blurry from the strike as a trickle of blood fell down from above his forehead, right between his eyes.
When he did, he sort of wished he hadn't, as all he saw was a furiously scowling Meiko glaring down at him with venom, whip stick in hand.
On the other hand though… looking further down, it gave him a perfect view up her skirt. And man did that thong fit her so well… it was practically riding up her crotch more than it covered… pressing taut into her lower lips, forming a solid outline of them through the thin, dark-purple fabric… the sight alone was enough to make him harder and hornier!...
"Trash." He heard her say, or more accurately, spat out. Just about every syllable ringing with righteous fury, more than she normally had whenever she caught them looking at her lewdly.
His hot view of her snuggly wrapped pussy was cut short, pain erupting from his head as she stomped her stilettoed heel down on his skull, forcing his face and vision into the dirt. His pained gasps muffled by the ground, as she pushed the sharp part of her heel further into his cranium, twisting it about for good measure. A low growl of disdain rising through her throat as she glared down at him like a mangy mutt. "Learn some manners!"
The whip stick cracked forth from her hand, whipping the prone boy over the ass again and again, hard enough to make him squeal underneath her heel, though it was also muffled by the ground.
She was smacking the boy so hard, she literally sent her pale, sweat covered chest-mountains into a frenzy! The two gigantic globes of supple, moist flesh bouncing and bobbling about all over her chest with reckless abandon! Shucking and jiving from side to side, going up and down, like they were moving to some crazy, unheard beat! Bounding so hard and quick with her repeated whippings that the soft, perky flesh of both boobies rippled around the centre of her chest like the disturbed waters of a lake. It was almost a miracle they didn't just come popping out of their confines all together…
Hana was no stranger to seeing her friend beat on the boys for being lecherous pervs, but even she was a little taken aback with the sheer amount of zeal the young woman displayed as she battered the moronic Shingo under her heel. A good bit more than there usually was when she went to town on the boys for being perverted.
Kiyoshi flinched from the sight, a bead of nervous sweat trickling down his brow. His expression a little bit fearful. "Woah! She's hitting him twice as hard as she usually does!" He could tell from the simple fact that the sound the whip stick made each time it struck down on the gelled up delinquent was easily two times louder than normal.
Joe was in a somewhat similar camp to him, taken aback by the sheer ferocity being shown from their buxom warden.
Andre, on the other hand… "Ohh, she's whipping him so hard… why couldn't that be me?..." was quite envious of his fellow prisoner. His masochistic urges acting up upon seeing Meiko's impassioned ass whooping, wishing he could get that kind of attention from the drop dead gorgeous babe.
Gakuto, having stopped midway back to the clearing for a moment, took a look at what was going on. His reaction far more muted than the other boys, his expression rather blank as he pocketed a crumpled up piece of paper into his left pants pocket.
One thing was unanimously agreed upon silently though by all those watching.
Meiko Shiraki was pissed. And Shingo, the poor sod, was now the unfortunate valve, metaphorically speaking, for her anger to be released on.
For now, that is…
"Jeez… she's really teeing off on him…"
Kiyoshi's attention was the only one who's attention shifted at the familiar voice, turning away from the bludgeoning his middle-school pal was getting beneath the sexy warden's heel, and towards the owner of the voice.
When his eyes saw the figure of Gohan approaching though, they widened like dinner plates at the sight of the half-naked teen cradling his upper uniform beneath his armpit.
"H-Holy shit dude!" He gasped, mouth dropping open with an expression of comical shock, which managed to draw the attention of Andre and Joe close to him, wondering what had the boy so shocked.
They weren't wondering for very long, as Joe's expression near mirrored Kiyoshi's, minus the eyes since a shadow was cast over them with his hood. Andre's was his own brand of shock, his small eyes damn near popping out of the sockets of his shrunken face like a Disney cartoon character during a comedy skit. Mouth forming a small 'o' like he was sucking on an imaginary straw.
"Huh?" Gohan blinked in confusion, looking at the stupefied expressions of the trio as he stopped just in front of them. "What's the matter?"
"What's the matter?!" Kiyoshi almost yelled in shock, eyes staring in abject disbelief at the half-breed Saiyan. Taking a step back as he pointed towards the boy's hard, muscular chest as though he was looking at some sort of mythological god from the Greco-Roman era. "Dude, you're freakin' ripped!"
Gohan took a quick look down at himself, before looking back up at Kiyoshi with even more confusion. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary. "Uhh, I guess so. Why do you all look so surprised though? I don't see what the big deal is…"
Didn't see what the big deal was… "Surely, he's joking right?"
"Fuck… me…" Joe cursed, in a mixture of awe and envy. No other words seemed to come out of his mouth after that. The hooded youth too taken aback to find any other thing to say.
"Gohan-san… how did you… get so… big!..." Kiyoshi asked, in a mix of his own awe and envy. "Sweet mother of god… he looks like he could break any one of us in half!" There was no way he wasn't stacked on some seriously strong steroids! He was their age for god's sake!
"Well, I'm not that big…" Gohan started, and the trio were immediately calling bullshit on that one. The dude's arms alone liked like mountains of muscle, for fuck's sake! "As for how though, I just trained a lot. That's it really." He shrugged, not seeing what the big deal was.
Granted, he could've gone into more detail than just the vague, 'I trained a lot', but that would mean him having to go into genuine detail with the kinds of stuff he had done, which he didn't really feel like doing.
"Just… trained a lot…?" It was Andre who spoke, or more muttered out incredulously. Looking at the spiky-haired youth like he'd grown a second head. "What kind of training gives you a body like that!..."
"Has to be steroids…" Joe muttered out, finally finding his voice again. "He's way too ripped to be natural…"
Gohan frowned at Joe's accusation. "Uh, no. I've never once used one of those awful drugs, Joe." Or any for that matter. And he never would either. "Seriously, what's the matter with you guys?"
"Oi! What's with all the chatter!" The four turned back in Meiko's direction as she shouted out to them, the girl having halted her ass whipping of Shingo to look back at them. A tick mark over her temple as she glared at the boys, specifically at the three in prison garbs. "Stop screwing around and get back to work!" Her voice practically boomed across the clearing, full of her usual authoritative spiel, mixed in with clearly un-subsided anger. The threat in her posture and on her face was clear if they didn't head her warning, as her grip on her whip-stick tightened extensively. Knuckles turning bone-white.
Out of fear, Kiyoshi and co immediately dropped their previous engagement with the son of Goku for the moment, fearing the large breasted warden's wrath.
Well, Kiyoshi and Joe sort of did anyway. Though Andre swivelled around and got back to work, the look on his face as he glanced over at the angered babe made it clear he was tempted to defy her, if it meant getting punished by the girl. A tent forming in his pants from the thought alone.
"You get back to work as well." She said, briefly looking down at Shingo as she removed her heel from his head. Her tone no less full of stone. "And don't slack off!" She raised her voice again, winding her long, curvaceous leg back before swinging it forward, punting the punkish boy as he got to his hands and knees across his chest, sending him rolling back a good few metres with a whine of pain. Her mini-skirt fluttering rapidly in the light wind from her kick, exposing her flawlessly rotund, pale ass to the world. The thin material of her flimsy thong riding so far up the crack of her shapely booty that it looked like it was trying it's hardest to give her a wedgie. The gelled up blond catching some glimpses of her breath-taking crotch, as the thong wrapped just a little tighter around it somehow. Pressing out the outline of her alluring lower lips even more as her giant, basketball sized boobies jostled and bounced around within her opened shirt and blazer like hyperactive children on a sugar binge.
It really said a lot about Shingo, that through all the pain she'd just put him through, his cheeks could flush redder than Christmas lights. Pained look morphing into a dumb, perverted smile.. His whine of pain as he rolled dissipating fairly quick at the sheer sexiness of the warden, filling his head with innumerable lewd fantasies. His pants having tightened up around his crotch to an obscene degree as he finally rolled to a stop, his face pointed in the bodacious beauty's direction.
Andre was in much the same park, getting a nice look at the girl's bubble-shaped butt before her skirt inevitably came down, his pants feeling all the tighter for it!
Gohan ignored the perverted looks he could see from the corner of his eyes from the two, knowing enough about what they were like already. His focus purely on Meiko for the moment, seeing the girl's wrath on display. A swat drop forming on the back of his head from her excessive violence.
Damn… he really must've done something that set her off. He couldn't recall her showing that much vitriol even on the guys first day working under her. Trouble was, he hadn't a clue what he'd done to tick her off this much. It was a complete mystery to him.
He knew it couldn't have been for ogling her at least. Since he'd done none of that to her, and doubted he ever would, since he wasn't a pervert.
The boy could only sigh at this. He really didn't understand girls at all. Or what was wrong with this school for that matter…
Walking down towards the two girls, he passed by Gakuto on the way, giving the wiry boy with broken glasses a wave which wasn't returned. The boy simply wheeling the empty wheel-barrow back to its spot, only giving the half-naked, musclebound teen a brief, almost blank look as he passed him by.
And considering Gakuto's usual antics, his mute response to him compared to the others more oddly boisterous reactions was a little more weird than Gohan was willing to admit. Like the boy's mind was elsewhere entirely…
Gohan chose to ignore this for the time being, as it likely wasn't anything to really worry about.
Hana, attention having switched to him after Meiko had called out to the other boys, openly stared at him as he came close. Eyes wide in disbelief, and breath hitching in her throat at his rippling, muscular physique. "Oh my god… he's huge!..." She honestly couldn't help looking all over his upper body, seeing as the boy was putting it on display. "look at all that muscle…" She blushed. That was what had been underneath his uniform this entire time? First that massive penis of his… and now… "It looks like he was chiselled out of stone…"
She found herself in awe for a bit just looking from the boy's rock hard six pack abs, to each and every huge muscle that made up his bulging biceps and beefy shoulders. She felt a sizeable gulp force its way down her throat as he stopped just in front of them.
His body was still quite sweaty, and her eyes could make it all out, seeing how the contours of his muscles worked all over his broad chest, as his entire muscular frame glistened under the sun with his sweat.
Hana wasn't ogling him though, she definitely wasn't! She was just… admiring his impressive physique that's all. Not too dissimilar from when she'd tasted that delicious fluid from his penis the other day. It wasn't perverted of her to do so in the slightest, not for that, or for this.
It really must've been getting a little too hot out here though. Perhaps she should've whipped up another batch of lemonade or something, because her mouth was feeling real dry at the moment.
"Gohan." Meiko turned, looking down at the boy. Her stoic demeanour back in full effect, though there was still some lingering aggravation in her tone. "Why is it you haven't put your clothes back on?" She asked evenly, though there was a small part of her that wouldn't mind if he stayed like that, given he looked much better without it on…
That part was promptly squashed by her, before being metaphorically lit ablaze, and left to rot in the recesses of her mind. Her skin crawled just knowing she'd had one of those thoughts again.
"Well, I'm pretty sweaty right now…" The boy replied, rubbing the back of his head a little sheepishly. His mother had told him off more than once while he was still training about the horrid smell his clothes gave off after he came back, from all the sweat that got on them, and the one time he'd actually smelled them himself at his mother's behest, he came to agree with her on that sentiment.
He didn't see the problem with it though. He was pretty sure this much was allowed, so long as they were passed school hours, which they were. It was just the upper half of his body after all. There was nothing about it that crossed a line, unlike his lower half…
Plus, if there was a problem with it, then why hadn't Meiko told him about it when they were exercising?
"I can see that…" The grey haired girl just sighed in annoyance, wishing she couldn't at the moment, as that small part of her tried to resurface before she crushed it again. That was seriously his reasoning? She sweated like crazy during each of her sessions, her most recent one with him included, and that didn't stop her from keeping her stuff on… "I don't see why that's a problem though. You can just throw your stuff in the wash after we're done here and have a shower, they'll be ready for you before your classes tomorrow."
"Oh, alright then…" Gohan nodded, before giving her a curious look. "Out of curiosity, is there a rule against me walking around like this or something?" He asked, because it honestly felt more comfortable for him right now being like this
"…Not really, no…" Hana spoke up, deciding to interject. Eyes looking up from his perfectly sculpted body to his face. "So long as it's not during school hours, you can stay like that, if you want." She certainly wouldn't mind if he did.
N-Not because she found it attractive or anything. She didn't care either way, no matter how impressive his physique looked. At least, that's what she told herself anyway.
Despite hearing her, Gohan's head didn't so much as nudge in her direction. What Hana did notice, was his face scrunching up a little, and as much as the young man might've tried to hide it, he suddenly looked visibly awkward.
"Actually, I think I'll put these on, after all." He remarked, his tune changing at the top of a hat, as he turned away from the two and began putting his shirt on again first, despite the fact that his sweat clearly started to soak into it. Dampening the material all around his upper frame as he buttoned it up, making it cling to his skin almost like a second layer.
Hana's eye twitched irritably once more seeing his quick shift in attitude. "He's doing it again!… why's he acting like this around me?" Seriously, what in the world had gotten into him all of a sudden? This was really starting to get on her nerves…
Also, judging from the mood the Vice-President had come back in, clearly her attempt to expose him hadn't gone too well. A part of her had honestly expected to see Meiko come back triumphant with the proof she needed to put him in the prison. Instead, she'd come back looking angry and frustrated, quickly taking out some of that frustration it seemed on Shingo.
As odd as it was though, for some reason, she wasn't really upset at all about that being the case. Not that she'd let Meiko know about that, as she couldn't even explain why herself.
Once Gohan got the rest of his uniform on, the rest of the day proceeded by without any real issue, with Meiko taking the reins of oversight over the boys back from her, whilst letting her know that she'd be back officially as their overseer tomorrow, which she accepted just fine.
Gohan all the while, as the remaining hours ticked down, kept a small distance from her the entire time, never once looking her in the eye, even when the day drew to a close and Meiko called an end to the day.
Her annoyance only grew as he did. But all the same, she maintained some hope that tomorrow when he came out to join them, that he'd cut this crap out.
The next day…
"As of today, Hana will be officially returning as your overseer." Revealed Meiko, as she stood before the gathered inmates with her arms folded underneath her titanic rack, slightly pressing into the underside of her right globe.
The five boys lined up shoulder to shoulder, with Kiyoshi on the far left, followed by Shingo, Gakuto in the middle, Joe, and finally Andre on the far right.
"Nice working with you!" Hana saluted as she stepped in front of the bodacious vice-president, a smile on her face as she tried to be enthusiastic.
The mood of the quintet of boys immediately deflated from this announcement, as though whatever wind had been in their sails before had been sucked clear out.
"This sucks." Shingo whispered in disappointment, to no one in particular. Gakuto giving a small nod in agreement right next to him
The smile on Hana's face evaporated instantly as she heard this. "What are you whispering about?!" She yelled out with an angered scowl, rushing up close to them before delivering a nasty spinning heel kick right into Gakuto's jaw, sending spittle and blood flying out of his mouth as he lurched over to the side from the force of her kick.
"Commence labouring!" Meiko shouted authoritatively not long after, and the boys readily obeyed with a shout of 'yes ma'am!' without a word of protest.
The bob-haired blond stood back and watched over them, doing her job to ensure that they did their work and didn't slack off. It would be mainly her doing so, until the school day ended and Gohan came out to join them.
Her thoughts returning to the boy as she kept an eye on the inmates. Internally, Hana was still fairly miffed at how he'd acted yesterday whenever he was around her. No matter how much she wrapped her head around it, his current behaviour around her just made no sense. It came completely out of nowhere!
She was aware that something like this shouldn't be bothering her so much. Yes, he was a fellow member of the USC, but he was still a boy. Even if he was apart of their group, for now, she shouldn't have really cared.
Yet, ever since she'd gotten even with him two days ago, she hadn't felt that same disdain she'd had for him when they'd first spoke. Not even remotely close. Though he was a boy, unlike the other five currently made inmates, who she absolutely detested, she couldn't find that same vitriol for him.
Outside of her heightened annoyance at him for avoiding so much as looking at her, all she had felt around him was this weird bubbly sensation around her stomach and her core. The most recent of which having been yesterday when both he and Meiko returned from 'exercising', and she'd seen him shirtless.
The other of which having been the day prior, when she'd seen that massive mastodon he called a penis…
Despite herself, her cheeks tinted red when she realised that at this point, she'd truly seen all of the boy.
An image conjured itself into her mind of everything she had seen. From his upper body yesterday, dripping in his own sweat that glistened underneath the sun, packed with dense muscle all over his bulging biceps, broad shoulders, chest, rock hard six-pack abs, and his sturdy, rock-solid back. The contours of his muscles almost playfully stretching before her eyes, showing off just how strong and powerful his muscular frame looked before her eyes.
And that was to say nothing of what lied beneath his waist… The large organ that stood proudly between his legs, which she'd gotten to know intimately the day before. It's wide, almost intimidating girth, it's eye-popping length of ten inches… the bulbous head that reminded her of a mushroom…
A very purplish and twitchy mushroom, which had oozed out that delicious cream that she'd so greedily siphoned off, until a literal geyser of it had erupted out from all the stimulation she'd given it, dousing her practically from head to toe in the viscous fluid…
Hana's blush intensified as the image stuck in her mind, visualising him utterly naked before her. The part of her that she normally listened to screaming at her to stop thinking such depraved thoughts, but as she'd done the last two days, she ignored it when it pertained to him. It wasn't perverted of her, after all, no matter how much that part screamed back at her that it was. It had just been curiosity before, and was now an odd fascination, that's all.
"There's nothing more to it than that." She thought, convincing herself for now that this was the case. "I'm not a pervert." The image of his naked form intensified in her mind, making her blush a little more, that odd bubbly feeling reaching down to her loins, just like two days ago before she pushed the image to the back of her mind. "I'm just…"
"All right! I shall pull all my weight behind today's work!" The blond found herself being pulled from her thoughts at the sound of a rather obnoxious voice that she unfortunately recognised.
Feeling her anger spike up, her head whirled in Gakuto's direction as her blush vanished, the boy stand across from Kiyoshi, or rather, he was squatting down before the boy, raising one bent leg into the air, quite like a sumo wrestler would, and planted it into the ground with an audible thud. She barely even registered that the other boy had paled over and was sweating bullets at the wiry, long-haired geek's antics.
Pushing herself forward while pushing her thoughts about Gohan away for the moment, she ran towards the disruptive, glasses wearing boy, who was still in that atrocious looking sumo stance with a shit-eating grin aimed at Kiyoshi that just downright pissed her off.
"No sumo-stomping without permission!" She yelled out, grabbing on to his head with both hands from the side as she reached him, before driving her left knee right into his face. Feeling some level of catharsis when she felt it land flush, the sound of her knee slamming into his skull sounding somewhat akin to that of a gunshot, as the boy reeled to the side off balance and fell to the ground in a heap. "Now get to work and stop screwing around!"
"A-Ah, of course Hana-san!"
Thankfully, it would seem the obnoxious, bespectacled teen wasn't completely stupid, as he obeyed her rather quick, getting off the ground and picking up his own shovel as he got to work. A grimace on his face from being kneed in the face by her, as a bruise quickly formed around his temple.
She didn't give a damn how he felt though, only that he was actually doing his damn work! The four-eyed slacker!
From there, thankfully the day then proceeded by without any real issue that required her attention. With the five boys actually doing what they were supposed to, and not getting any more on her bad side than they already were by fooling around.
As they should! It was good to see the five idiots were capable of copping on, if only just a little bit. They were still perverted filth, after all. The Vice-President's mere presence alone proved that the other day.
The hours seemed to tick by, the day trekking on almost peacefully as the boys worked themselves to the bone, mainly digging up refuse to throw into the wheelbarrow among other things. Absent-mindedly glancing as one by one, each boy took their turn pulling the fully filled cart of refuse over to the opened shelter, starting with the frail guy wearing a hood that shadowed the upper half of his face.
Hana couldn't even be bothered at the moment to remember what his name was. It didn't matter, anyhow.
She did notice though, that despite everyone working decently enough, Gakuto, for some god-forsaken reason kept looking over at Kiyoshi whenever he could, and when he thought she wasn't looking. That same shit-eating grin on his face the whole time, as though he knew something that he really shouldn't. Always catching the eye of the short-haired teen, who never failed to look nervous whenever he saw him.
She honestly wanted to just run over to Gakuto again and smack him over the face with another knee, but she stayed herself. As annoying as it looked, she couldn't really punish him for grinning like a madman, no matter how creepy it was getting.
At least he was aiming it at Kiyoshi and not her, else she would've pummelled him for giving her a look like that. She almost felt sorry for the other boy.
Almost.
Hana checked her phone right as Kiyoshi went over to the opened shelter with another cart of refuse lugged behind him. His turn having finally come up.
"It's 3:15 now. Classes should've just finished by now…" Which meant that Gohan would be arriving soon enough. Hopefully without that attitude from yesterday.
As she put her phone away, the bob-haired blond glanced around, seeing only three boys currently working over the forested area, doing their assigned tasks. The fatass with the shrunken face and large ears that made him look like the broke man's version of buddha, the frail, hood wearing boy who looked like a sizeable breeze could knock him off his feet, and the punkish looking guy who's hair was so lathered with gel it was a wonder the sun didn't just reflect off it.
Two missing, when there should've only been one.
Gakuto, that grungy looking creep, had left his position. Her brow twitched in aggravation. "Now just where the hell did he run off to?"
She got her answer not even a minute later, as she walked around for a bit before spotting the boy crouched down by Kiyoshi, seemingly in conversation with him, though she couldn't tell for what.
A frown marred her features. "Hold on, it's not his turn yet. Why's he over there?" Walking over to them, Kiyoshi quickly noticed her presence as she came close to the open shelter.
His expression must've alerted the glasses wearing buffoon as well, as Gakuto turned in her direction seconds later. It was hard to pin down the expression on his face when he saw her, but Hana cared naught for that.
"Ah, Hana-san!" The bespectacled teen greeted with a smile. "Forgive yours truly, but I had to help Kiyoshi-dono unload the refuse. It ended up being more of a bother than anticipated!"
Did he honestly think she bought that even for a second? The only complication that could arise, which would necessitate extra help, is if the cart broke down, and from where she was standing, it was in perfect condition.
Her frown turned into a scowl as she regarded the wiry nerd with scepticism. Crossing her arms beneath her chest. "Oh? That so? Tell me, how exactly was it such a bother that you had to get involved?"
The boy never lost his smile, even as he stood up and went rigid under her less than believing gaze.
"Well, yours truly noticed that Kiyoshi-dono was struggling with the cart as he got here, and seemed to be finding it rather difficult to drop out the refuse. He told me as I came to help him that his right shoulder was giving him some issues, isn't that right, Kiyoshi-dono?"
"O-Oh! Yeah! My shoulder's been giving me some problems, you see, and I needed some help unloading!" The boy replied overzealously, agreeing a bit too quickly with Gakuto as he rose to his own feet, holding and nursing his right shoulder about as convincingly as he could.
Hana just stared at the dark blue-haired youth, before looking back at Gakuto, expression nearly becoming a deadpan at their pitiful excuse. "Tch. Whatever. Just make sure you get back to work."
"Oh, don't you worry Hana-san. Like the samurai of old we shall honour our pact and do as is requested! You need not worry!"
Hana rolled her eyes at the geeky boy's babbling nonsense, as she turned away from the duo and started walking off, arms at her sides. "What a weirdo…"
Her thoughts didn't linger on the two, as just as she made her way back into the clearing, she saw him walking away from the school building and making his way towards the forest clearing.
Her eyes met with Gohan's across the clearing as he walked closer, and for a split-second, Hana thought he'd indeed dropped his attitude from yesterday.
Only for him to immediately pull his head to the side, near instantly looking away from her as he came closer, with that damnable look of awkwardness etched on his face.
"He's still doing that!?" Hana's scowl couldn't have possibly become more pronounced, a tick mark appearing over her temple, alongside a vein popping out over her left eye in mounting irritation.
She'd dealt with that behaviour of his more than enough yesterday! Just what the hell was wrong with him that he would be giving her such treatment even now?!
Rubbing the back of his head somewhat nervously, the boy stopped a good distance away from her, allowing everyone to see where he was as he leaned against a tree, letting his presence be known.
No doubt he'd stopped that far away just to avoid her, but why? He didn't pull this crap with Meiko or anyone else. Just her.
It was maddening, seeing him do that. She could feel hands ball into fists by her sides already, tensing up and shaking slightly at the sight of him avoiding her like that, as though she were diseased!
"Tch. Screw this!" Making up her mind, Hana stalked her way across to the other side of the clearing. She'd had more than enough of this yesterday. she wasn't dealing with this crap today.
The boy shifted from his place by the tree, obviously having noticed her coming. She couldn't tell if he was going to try and avoid her again or not, but it didn't matter.
Reaching out, she grabbed his forearm before he could even attempt to move away.
Gohan looked over at her, finally for longer than a second, the awkward look on his face now becoming greater, laced with a growing hint of nervousness as he stared into her angry eyes that made him freeze for momentarily.
Hana had no idea, but in that moment, her infuriated expression managed to briefly conjure an image in the half-breed's mind of his own mother, whenever she was full of rage.
An image that was the furthest thing from pleasant.
"Come with me. Now!" It wasn't a request. It was an assertive demand. One that held a sharp edge to it as the girl yanked him by the arm with surprising strength, pulling him along behind her.
With just an insignificant lick of his own Ki, hell, probably with just his own unenhanced strength even, he could halt the girl's stride and yank his arm away from her any time he wanted to.
And yet, the half-breed did no such thing. He still felt plenty awkward around her, and still had no idea how to interact with the girl even now, but it was clear Hana had had enough, and wasn't going to be ignored anymore.
The only two that saw him get yanked off were Gakuto and Kiyoshi. The latter of which sweated bullets as she watched him get dragged off, seeing just how pissed off Hana looked at the moment. The former merely observed curiously, narrowing his eyes with a smile as he turned back to Kiyoshi. Nodding his head at the boy before walking off, leaving him to his work inside the open-shelter. A silent word of agreement travelling between them. Unseen by the others.
Meanwhile, for a moment, Gohan didn't know where he was being pulled to, the duo passing by the clearing they'd been in, and pulling further away from the others, until they reached a small building with an open doorway. A sign plastered by the side of the doorframe with the symbol for a female on it, before she pulled him inside.
Gohan barely had time to recognise it was an outdoor bathroom of all things, one that had clearly been undergoing some form of maintenance until recently. There was still a somewhat grimy atmosphere to it, making it clear it hadn't been in use for quite some time, and wasn't to be used by anyone either, or at least the female population, until further notice.
He was promptly shoved into one of the stalls with again, a surprising amount of strength, the door swinging and clicking shut behind him just as he looked back. Hana standing right in front of the now locked door barely over a foot away from him. Her scowl just as poignant as it was before, as she leaned back against the door and folded her arms beneath her chest.
Those eyes of hers bore right into him with the kind of intensity that bizarrely got half of his blood somewhat excited. Though he hadn't the foggiest idea how.
The only thing he did know now, was that there was no avoiding the ill-tempered blond any further. No matter how much he may have wanted to, as he still hadn't figured out how to deal with her.
One look into her angry brown pools with his uncertain coal black orbs told him he didn't have a choice in that matter, not now at least. Regardless of him being ready or not, this inevitable confrontation between them, was coming now…
AND CUT!
My apologies for this being over two days late guys. My area got a code red weather warning early in the morning on Saturday, and was flickering on and off for awhile, until it just went off completely around ten at night. It only came back up recently, had to use up the credit of my phone just to access fanfiction for a bit.
Also, there will be two chapters released in this month as well following this one, but I will not be putting an exact timeframe on when they will come out this month, as I've got a lot of college work to sort out and prep for, I hope you all understand.
Anyways, the poll should be up shortly after this chapter, and I'll see you guys on the next chapter, whenever that is this month.