Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ All of The People... ❯ Dun duu...It was you?! ( Chapter 4 )

A/N: Here we go go!! Aishiri tsuzukeru…Sorry listened too much Megumi Hayashibara thought…Anyway, nothing new under the sun except the new chapter of AOTP!!! (IWS starts throwing colored pieces of paper around. Second later her mom appears: SEA!!! WHATTA HELL IS THIS!! CLEAN IT NOW!! (Points the mess around)….yes mom… Damn….)

 

Kinoha Chi: Phew!! Thanks for saving me!!( A guard drags her along the corridors to her new cell)

 

Grumpy Guard: Hmff! Get in, brat!

 

IWS: BRAT?!?! I'LL SHOW YOU BRATS YO- `BZZZZ ZAP' (gets electrocuted by guards electric zapper thing and is thrown to the cell. Grumpy Guard goes away) urlgh….hihee… oh fucking…damn…. Mumble mumble…just wait….grr…uhm…shock therapy just what I needed….oh Jesus Christ…

 

Every other person in the jail: STOP THAT MUMBLING!!! IT'S IRRITATING!!

 

IWS: … oh fine…(sulks in the corner and is bitching about everything)

 

All Of The People….

 

Chapter IV - It was YOU!!

 

Vegeta and Kakarott arrived to school building late, as usual. They were prepared to be yelled at, scolded at, sneered at, yelled at and once again to be yelled at but nothing couldn't have prepared them at the sight what waited them in front of the school doors.

 

Vegeta looked absolutely stunned and gaped openly at the sight and Kakarott just looked more stunned and stared stupidly.

Then they blinked.

 

“Whatta hell's…” Vegeta started.

 

“Going on in here?!” and Kakarott finished the sentence for him and himself.

The school parking lot was full of police cars and other cars. Everywhere where they ever looked was running polices, private detectives, press staff, very distraught looking students and teachers, big blue elephants with green and pink stripes [ PANG!!! Mad Frying Pan Murderer pops out of nowhere and hits poor IWS with his `Titanium Beef Master3000â„¢' Frying pan which really belongs to IWS. Okay Okay! No elephants! Just forget them!! This is no humor fic!] some random people and more press staff.

The whole yard was one big mess and noise.

 

“ They could've announced they were keeping a carnival…” And Vegeta smacked Kakarott hard on his head.

“ Oww! Shit! Watch it man! I just got rid of my friggin' hangover!”

 

“ Just shut up!! Let's find out what has happened… Though I think I know…”

 

Unbeknown to them Mr. Yasahike was approaching them with a strict and desperate expression.

“ MR. OUJI!! MR. SON!!! DO YOU KNOW SOMETHING ABOUT THIS!!!?!?!?” He screamed loudly and extremely highly scaring the shit out of two unsuspecting teenager.

 

And got the most attention of the crowd. Vegeta turned at him rubbing his ears and cursed mentally.

 

` Damn he can scream! Almost deafened me! How in the hell he managed to yell so. Highly.' Kakarott mused and glared at the crowd. Usually they were in trouble when Mr. Yasahike yelled at them and when the situation was something like the scene in front of them there was no doubt this was bad. And they didn't even know what had happened and less done something. Well maybe being late but it didn't count.

 

“ Good morning to you too `Mrs.' Yasahike. Ya know ya really should try out singing som' opera or shit like'at. And know sumthin' `bout what?” He asked `sweetly' crossing his arms and stared down at the fuming teacher. He was about a head taller than Mr. Yasahike who was really short man. Barely 5.1feet.

 

“ ABOUT WHAT!! BULMA BRIFS AND CHICHI BRIEFS HAAVEE BEEEENN KIIIDNAAPPPED!!!” he ranted and wailed hysterically. They had always known their teacher had a `sensitive nerves' but this went little over.” AND BY THE WAY!! YOU'RE IN DETENTION!!”

 

“ And I thought you'd let us down.” Vegeta sneered sarcastically.

 

“ What was that?!?”

 

“ Nuthin'… Mr. Yasahike.”

 

“ What's going on in here?” demanded a new voice. The three turned to see a police officer eyeing them.

“ Mister police officer! I've found the kidnappers!” He announced loudly and the whole yard went silent.

Kakarott and Vegeta stood petrified. He wouldn't…

“ They're standing right here!”

 

….He would!

 

“ That's it!! I knew it!!” came Yamcha's annoyingly smug, accusing voice. He walked in front of them. “ I always knew you couldn't be trusted!! We're trying to be friendly with you and now you kidnapped Bulma and ChiChi Briefs!! Police officer, I demand you to arrest them as a mayors Haruka's son!!”

 

Two teens cocked a brow at the word friendly and felt a strong urge to punch living daylights out of him and got ready to fight and run if had to.

The policeman quickly grabbed them but the black-haired boys threw them off and started slowly backing.

 

“ Shit! This ain't no good…” Vegeta muttered.

“ Vegeta, got a plan…? We fucking would have a damn use for one….”

“ Get the kidnappers!”

 

Making a quick decision, they turned on their heels and began running as fast as they could. A gunshots started right away and they had to run sic sac and jump around. Damn they were in deep shit!! And this time they hadn't done nothing!!

After running awhile they quickly hid behind a corner. Sirens were wailing and yells could be heard from the distance.

 

“ I never thought I could hate Yamcha, the King of the Assholes even more…” Kakarott panted. “ And Mr. Yasahike's liking points went a way damn down…Not dat they were high anyway…”

 

“ Cops'll find us eventually. Let's separate! Meet at home. If ya'll make it….” Vegeta wheezed glaring murderously behind them at the approaching pursuers. That Yamcha… Did anybody even know what kind of guy he really was? Always getting away with everything because he was the mayors son…

 

The other man nodded. This wasn't going to be easy. Sure they had ran from a police or three before, but having the whole city's forces plus press-staff and enraged student volunteers in your ass was a different story. Luckily they knew the city's darker alleys like back of their hands and had couple of `friends' who owed a favor.

They quickly wished some luck and began run in different directions.

 

~oo0@0oo~

 

ChiChi was lying on the floor. Her tears had dried long time ago. Now she was just desperate, her body ached, she was cold and uncomfortable, and just plain angry with the whole situation. What had she done to these people to deserve this?!

 

Bulma was sleeping. ` I wonder how she can do it… maybe she is just tired…'

 

Her stomach crumbled loudly and she realized she was starving. When was the last time she had eaten? A day ago? How much time had actually passed since… this unfortunate event?

The black haired girl refused to think this as a kidnapping. It sounded too scary.

 

What time it was? Day, night? And where they were?

 

It had never occurred to her before, but how would the rescuers find them. What if they didn't, and they'd be on these men's mercy god knows how long…

 

She felt a wave of depression wash through and felt tears gather in her eyes once more…

` No!! I won't cry!! It won't help any… it fucking won't help any…'

 

She didn't know how much time had passed since that and she had fallen in some kind of daze. Abruptly, a door was slammed open and a bright light shone in the dark room, which appeared to be a cellar.

ChiChi was blinded by the light and it hurt so much. Quickly squinting her eyes shut the raven haired girl felt someone step in room.

 

“ So, the wenches are awake, huh?”

 

“ Don't worry…much! This is just what we are told to do….” Another rough voice spoke, not sounding so sorry than he let out. ChiChi tried to wriggle away. She wanted to scream bloody murder at them. In some state of mind she noticed that Bulma was awake now and struggling wildly in her ropes.

 

The two men advanced slow, threatening way. Bulma managed to move herself away from the but then her back hit against a wall. She couldn't get away!!! A panic was evident in her blue eyes. How she wanted to be free to fight back!!

 

A sharp kick to her ribs made her wail and curl the best she could. Distantly she heard ChiChi scream in pain as a fist connected with her cheek. She screamed in agony and felt something wet, little sticky on her cheek. Blood.

 

And the beating continued. Sharp kicks and hits rained down her small body drawing blood.

ChiChi cried and yelled as a hit connected with her already sore and aching body.

 

` Oh God!! Please stop!!!'

 

After awhile the men left laughing two beaten half-conscious girl, sobbing miserably.

 

` Please…somebody….' Bulma begged her spirits completely crushed. Her only comfort was that she wasn't alone….

 

~oo0@0oo~

 

Sorry for the short chapter, folks! I'm having a bit of a writers block and I have no idea how to continue from this to the next planned event. Sorry Sorry. I really had trouble making this lame excuse of a chapter. The beginning is fine but the ending…..ouch!

 

Ideas and suggestions very welcome!!

 

IWS: How I can be creative if I'm locked up in the small medieval jail room!!! I wanna out!! I'm innocent!! I didn't even succeed in that robbery!! I demand my call!!

Just wait when my lawyer hears about this!!! You'll Pay, literally!!

 

Lawyer: (Pops out of nowhere looking as evil as ever.) Sorry, I have news for you…. He won't hear! MUAHAHAAAHAA!! BWHAAAHAAA!! You'll spend the rest of your life in this jail!!

 

IWS: Hey!! That was cruel irony… you can't make me stay here! Just wait for the next chapter! I'M writing this, not you, ya dim-witted jerko!! .… AND GET YOUR OWN LINES!!! STOP USING MINE!!

 

Review!!

 

JA NE MINNA-SAN!! SAYONARA!!