Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dragonball Grand Tour Alternate Universe ❯ Chapter 1 – True Colors ( Chapter 1 )

DBGTAU

Chapter 1 - True Colors

by: Kyra Briefs <kyra_briefs@hotmail.com> & Akire Morita <evil_saiyan_akire@hotmail.com>

~s~s~s~s~s~s~s~

You with the sad eyes

Don't be discouraged, oh I realize

It's hard to take courage in a world full of people

You can lose sight of it all and the darkness inside you

Can make you feel so small

~s~s~

A girl whose face, hair, and eyes resembled that exactly of the Brief's Bra walked along the dirty streets of her home town, her arms crossed over her chest, a very pissed-off look on her face. Beside her walked a girl about 2 years older than herself. She had silky brown hair that cut off just above her breasts which, by the way, were more than average for a girl her age. Her eyes were a sharp green, and her skin a beautiful tanned. She shared her friend's

Bra's identical twin spoke, her voice spitting with malice. "Fuck.. I don't even see why we bother attending school, Akire. It's just a waste of our time."

Akire growled. "No shit, Kyra! Do you think I enjoy getting yelled at by all the dense teachers and sluttish preps? I'd rather get my ass kicked in a sparring game!" She huffed.

Kyra smirked the infamous, yet unbeknownst to her, Vegita smirk. "That can be arranged."

Akire stifled a chuckle. "You couldn't kick my ass Kyra, not even in your dreams!"

Kyra grunted, crossing her arms over her chest. "Oh yea? What about that time-"

"Hey look! It's the freaks!"

Kyra and Akire hissed, continuing to walk along the streets, ignoring the dumb-ass who dare insult them.

"Hey freaks! Are you as deaf as you are stupid?"

Finally the two stopped, though didn't bother turning around to face those who taunted them. "Of course," Kyra commented with a chuckle, "and since we're geniuses, I would say our hearing is pretty well. Unfortunately for you, you're as dumb as you are ugly, and believe me, you make zombies look attractive."

Akire smirked. "No, I'd say that's giving them TOO much credit, Kyra."

Kyra smirked as well. "Oh yes, my fault intirely."

"Oh like, shut up you losers!" The leader and the most underly-dressed hissed. "You're just jealous! You're nothing but freaks! No one likes you, you know! You'd do everyone a favor to kill yourself! I mean, you're pathetic! You.."

Kyra and Akire gave each other a bored expression. "What are the odds that if we walk away she'll continue talking as though we were still around?"

Akire rolled her eyes. "Pretty good." With that, the two began to walk off.

"Hey you bitches, I'm not through with you yet!"

Akire mused, "What do you know, she's actually following us this time."

"I'm not scared of you, you know!" She grabbed Kyra by the shoulder.

Kyra twisted around just as she felt her skin touch hers, and immediately her knee went into her gut. The cheerleader preppy who had bothered them so went flying into and through a tree, splitting it in half and receiving numerous frightened eyes from their peers. She turned to the group, hate and anger writhed in her features, and immediately watched as they toppled each other to be the first in the school building.

She sighed deep.

Akire growled. "Damned cheerleaders."

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Kyra sighed deep as she fingered her pencil, slipping it in and out of her fingers with un-match-able speed, bored out of her mind. Her eyes fell over to her classmates which were huddled on the other side of the room. None would look at her, gaze at her, speak to her.

She sighed again upon hearing the bell ring. Nothing but cowards, she mused. Worthless wastes of her time. She glanced over her shoulder. Nothing.. no one.

Haughtily, she got up from her seat and strode outside. Once she hit sunlight, she walked over to Akire whom was leaning against a wall, waiting for her. "Ready?" she inquired, more of a demand than a question.

Kyra grunted. "Always." The two were about to walk off when suddenly a voice from behind them called, "Searcher! Morita!"

Akire bared her teeth. "The principal?" she hissed. "What does he want now?"

Kyra growled.

"There you are!" Finally and miraculously, the chubby principal caught up to the two more-than-hesitant teens. He smiled his wicked smile, looking as though he couldn't be more pleased with himself. "I have you two now! It seems that you were both fighting on school grounds again! And you know what that mean - expulsion for you both!"

Kyra flared. "Bastard! Akire didn't fight!"

"Oh yes she did," the principal practically hollared. "I have eye-witnesses that are willing to testify!"

"Fucking LYER!" Kyra swung a fist at the principal, but before she hit him Akire stopped her. The prinicpal cringed at the action, and was more than surprised when Akire restrained her friend.

"Enough Kyra," Akire hissed. "No use in fighting, you know we're not going to win." She glared menacingly at the principal. "The whole system is screwed."

"Maybe so, DEAR," the principal tanted with a sneer, "but at least that way we keep low-life trash like you out of here! Hmph, you're no better than your whore of a mother bitch-"The principal's remarks were made short as Akire hit him square in the face, sending him crashing into his own school. "NOW you can get expel me for fighting!" Akire called to the man, her fists balled.

"Nice one," Kyra murmered. "Just next time save some for me, ok?"

Akire grunted. "Sure, whatever. Come on, let's go."

Kyra nodded. School was out, the horror ending. Now it was time for their stress-relief and entertainment - sparring.

~s~s~

END EPISODE 1