Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Getting in touch with his feminine side ❯ Chapter 4

Well I tried to avoid him through out the day. It didn't work as well as expected. Apparently, not only did I share history and PE with the stupid kid, I shared all my other classes with him as well. Stupid school. So I he kept on throwing insults at me and bugging me. That's when I finally understood what Bulma meant. He wanted to talk to me, but couldn't because of his image. Thus, the best way to have contact with me was to insult me and get me to insult him. The stupid, twisted mind.

"So, What do you say woman? Are you going to just let me walk all over you and prove what kind of weakling you are?" He asked, smirking. That was during the second to last class of the day.

I set down my book, looked up and said, "Would you just shut up and leave me alone?"

"No one talks to me like that, woman!" Vegeta said.

"Well, apparently there's a first time for everything, idiot."

There was already a crowd forming at our desks, so of course he couldn't just ignore such a comment (not that he would have anyway).

"That's it," He said, glaring down at me fiercely. "Get up and fight like the devil woman you are or-!"

"Vegeta Badman sit down this instant," The elderly female teacher said furiously. "And as for the rest of you- sit down as well and open your books to page eighty-nine. I want you to finish the whole chapter review along with your homework. So-."

I stopped listening when the grumbles from the students overran the teacher's voice, and simply started on my work, aware that every few minutes Vegeta looked over his shoulder at me with almost a concerned expression. What was his problem? Couldn't he tell I just wanted him to shut up and stay out of my way?

Fortunately, he didn't bug me for the rest of the school day and the next two classes went smoothly. However, right after our last class, he cornered me against a wall. "Ok, Devil Woman, what do you want to do to me?" He asked, eyes burning with fury.

I raised an eyebrow, "You know that sounds really wrong right?"

He grunted noncommittally, "You knew what I meant."

"Sure," I said, wondering if he doubled over in pain because I 'accidentally' kneed him in the balls again it give me time to leave. But no- something flared up in me again and I knew that I couldn't walk away from a direct challenge. I wondered what it was then, but now as I look back I realize that it was nothing more then pride. It would have been so easy just to walk away… "You're going to go out with Chi Chi." I said matter-of-factly.

"I'll take that as a challenge," he replied, reading my mind. "Come with me."

I followed him mutely to the soccer field. I would have liked to avoid another fight, but at least we were somewhere where we wouldn't get into any trouble….I think. "Um… won't the soccer players get mad?"

"Do you think I give a shit, woman?" He asked furiously, his back still turned to me.

"Point," I said and threw a punch at him. He heard me coming, which I knew he would, and stepped out of the way. I landed behind him again, and kicked him in the head. This time he wasn't ready for it, and he was sent flying into the ground.

"Devil woman," he cursed as he got up from. I waited patiently, slightly amused by his tenacity, but also wishing to play `fair'. That way he wouldn't be able to say it was a fluke. Vegeta looked at me, his black pupils drilling into my flesh. His eyes were almost mesmerizing. Suddenly his weight shifted and he disappeared from view. I spun on my heels and jumped into the air, dodging a swoop of his leg. Then, I countered with my own punches and kicks. Vegeta and I met, punch for punch; kick for kick. Every move was so well calculated.

Our silent but intense battle went on for a while until Vegeta flew back and unleashed a powerful energy blast. I immediately responded with my own blast. The two spheres collided right between us, forming a battle of will, strength and stamina. We knew whoever lost would be severely injured.

For a moment it looked like I would win, but the next Vegeta's seemed to be gaining strength. Grunting with effort, I suddenly gave my beam a burst of strength, and I saw immediately that I had almost won, but then I heard a voice behind me.

"Whoah! What the heck is that beam thingy?!" I lost concentration for a moment, noticing for the first time that a large crowd had formed and were watching us fight. It looked like there wasn't only just the Soccer team there, but half of the rest of the school as well.

And then I felt a jolt of pain as Vegeta's energy beam tore into me, making me pay for my lapse of focus. Overcome with pain, I didn't even realize that I was being shot through the air by the force of the blast, landing on the ground and burrowing into it.

I saw blackness at the corners of my eyes and was extremely dazed, or I would be fighting to stand up. A face was suddenly looking down at me, "Pathetic," the familiar voice said. "You've lost devil woman."

But with those words I regained my concentration, and I surprised him by kicking upwards, landing a heavy blow that grazed his jaw and struck hard to his nose. For a second he stood there, looking probably as dazed as I had, blood dripping down onto me, and then he fell backwards onto the ground.

I blinked, startled that I had knocked him out. The next thing I knew, I was on the falling backwards into darkness. When I woke up, I was in my bed and Chi Chi and Bulma were discussing the events of that day.

"I can't believe you beat Vegeta like that," Bulma told me when I sat up. I realized my arms were covered with bandages and there was a splitting headache in my skull.

Chi Chi looked over at me, concerned, "Do you remember anything?"

I nodded my head, wincing at the pain, "Yeah. He basted me into a bloody pulp. I then stood up and knocked the living daylights outa him."

"That sums it up pretty well. You should've seen the look in everyone's eyes. They had never seen a GIRL beat Vegeta up like that before," Bulma gushed, utterly elated by what had happened to Vegeta.

I groaned and plopped down into the bed. "Urgh…" They stared at me in concern, but then I realized that there was a point to being in a condition such as this. "It's still before dinner right?"

"Um yeah….?" Chi Chi said, bewildered.

"Ohhhhh," Bulma stared at me, her eyes wide. "You don't still want to go on that date thing right? Would you really be up to it?"

"No," I said quickly. "Where's Vegeta?"

"As out as you were a couple minutes ago, I would assume," Chi Chi said and frowned. "Poor Veggie. Maybe I should go check on her."

Bulma was sipping a coke at that moment and almost choked. "Chi Chi," She asked cautiously.

"What?" Chi Chi asked, not noticing the nearly violet color of Bulma's face caused by the blue haired woman's valiant act of holding down her laughter.

"I don't think that's a good idea…"

"Why not? It's obvious he likes me! And I like him too!"

"Let me talk to him," I said suddenly.

"Why you?" Chi Chi asked haughtily. "You're just going to start fighting with him again and then we really won't be able to go out of our date!"

"Chi Chi," Bulma said weakly, but the angry girl wouldn't stop even if she had shouted.

"It's not like you were actually invited in the first place and you just think that you can come," Chi Chi continued hotly.

"I do not!" I said, angry at her unfair accusation. "Didn't I just say I didn't want to go when Bulma asked me just now? And for your information she did just invite me! Only and idiot wouldn't understand that!"

Chi Chi drew herself to her full height, "Did you just insult me?!"

"I don't think that you really want to pick a fight with me right now," I said calmly. "I've beaten Vegeta three times already, and I don't think even with my injuries you'd stand a chance."

"Yeah you beat him three times," She sneered. "But barely- you always end up in the nurse's office."

"Not the first time," I said and then frowned. "No wait- that's because Piccolo stopped us….Look I'm just going to talk to Vegeta real quick and then you can have him all to yourself for the rest of the night, okay?"

Chi Chi frowned, "Alright."

I smiled, "And I don't want him anyway. He's way too rash and rude, even if he has a nice ass." Thank god I did not remember who I was then, or else I would be mortified by my thoughts of my father's ass.

"I know," She said, a very disturbing little grin flashing across her face, and then she was glaring at me again. "Go now or I'm going to go first!"

"Okay, okay," I said, still grinning, and started to move but then stopped. "Uh….where is he anyway?"

She smacked me upside the head, "In his room, duh! You think he'd be running around after you bet him up like that?"

I grimaced in pain. Apparently when I had hit my head on something really hard when I fell and managed to bruise my skull. "Hey that hurt like hell," I hissed at Chi Chi. Then, plopped back onto bed, "I guess I won't be going then since I have no idea where that is."

"I'll show you," Bulma said a bit too quickly. Chi Chi gave her long-time friend a sideways glance. She probably knew now that something was up, but since I didn't even know why I was being nice and making sure Vegeta went on that date, it really didn't matter.

"I'm going in right after you come out," Chi Chi warned me five minutes later when all three of us stood in front of Vegeta's door.

I was starting to feel a bit dizzy, and wondered absently if I was more injured then I originally thought. "Right," I said, without really even hearing what she said, and then opened the door.

"What do you want?" Vegeta asked as sat on his bed, glaring at me. His hair was disheveled and he seemed worn around the edges. Blood stained bandages were wrapped around his arms and head, covering countless wounds from our fight.

I sat down on a chair, leaned back and closed my eyes, sinking myself into the darkness… everything seemed so bright. After a few moments of silence, I opened my eyes and looked at him. He was still glaring at me. I smiled, "I want you to take Chi Chi out tomorrow. I did beat you, after all."

He stared at me for a moment, and then smirked. "Fine, but the day after you're going out with me."

I shook my head, "I refuse. I don't have any romantic interest in you and I have no desire to go out with you. Chi Chi is the one who loves you. Cherish her appreciation, or…" I smirked, thought unfinished.

His face was suddenly a haze of repressed fury, "You know I thought you were different from other females, but now I see that you're just as foolish. 'Cherish her appreciation' what kind of bullshit is that? No- I don't want to here your voice anymore just tell me one thing: if I don't love Chi Chi then is it really "right" for me to indulge her foolish feelings and allow her to spend Kami knows how much time thinking that I actually love her when I really loathe everything about her?"

"Then tell her you don't like her in a nice way," I replied coldly. "Are you too scared to do so?" When did I suddenly start caring about relationships and where did I learn to give such horrid advice… maybe it was because I was stuck in something that looks like Bura's body…

He gave a noncommittal grunt, "I should take my lessons from you then?"

I stared at him for a moment, knowing that he was talking about my rejection to him. That must have hit him much harder then I thought it would….oh well. "Guys don't get worked up about those kind of things as much as girls do. You might be a bit grouchy for a few days but you'll get over it. Unless you want Chi Chi to cry all over you, then I would suggest you use a certain level of finesse that I'm not even sure you have. If you can't do that then go on the date. I don't really care, but if you do say something inconsiderate then you'll have to answer to me, got it? Now with that said, I'm going to go take a nice, long nap. Bye Veggie."

I stepped out and looked at Chi Chi, "I feel sorry for you." Before she could reply, I was already half way down the hall, heading towards our room. I used my chi to make me faster, but there was no other way to stop her from questioning me.

But it wasn't Chi Chi who jogged behind me, trying to catch up. As soon as I entered my room and wearily turned to face my stalker, I found Bulma panting slightly in the doorway.

"What did he say?" She gasped, a worried look on her face. She might find Chi Chi's crush and lack of attention to Vegeta's actual feelings and many faults amusing, but she didn't want to see her friend get hurt. I understood that and if it was any other guy neither of us would worry, but since it was Vegeta…. "You got him to go out with her and be civil right?"

I shook my head. "I told him to be nice and stuff, but he was giving me a hard time about the date, and so I told him to let her down gently, but I don't know if he could pull that off."

"No," Bulma moaned, flopping down on her bed. "I should've had Gokou talk to him again- but he was giving us more of a hard time then usual….and I thought you had it handled."

"Sorry," I said, but not really feeling that bad about it. I had done as much as I could do. "Look I'm going to go to sleep or else I might black out again. "Tell me tomorrow if he does something stupid and I'll deal with it."

Bulma rolled her eyes and before I could fall asleep Chi Chi had stormed into the room and I suddenly found myself picked up and slammed against the wall. Forcing my eyes open, the world faded in and out of focus. I blinked, but it didn't help. "WHAT DID YOU SAY TO HIM!?" Chi Chi hissed at me. Her voice was quiet, calm even but deadly.

I tried to look at her eyes to estimate how dangerous of a mood she was in, but my eyes wouldn't focus and my brain felt like it was being pounded against my skull constantly by my blood. Forcing myself to stay conscious, I opened my mouth to speak but the movement apparently did not suit my head because a searing pain tore through me. I screamed in agony, making Chi Chi drop me. I landed on the floor in a heap, in too much pain and confusion to even crawl onto my bed. Chi Chi squat down so we were on eye level, "Well, what did you say to him to make him hate me so much? He NEVER hated me until YOU showed up. And then you said you would talk to him about it and …" She sputtered, not knowing what to say. Then, as an after thought she scowled, "I HATE YOU!"

I wanted to explain, but after having my already bruised skull slammed into the wall, my brain was in no condition to think. Pressing my hand to the wall, I tried to stand up and sank into unconsciousness as soon as I moved my legs. I vaguely remember the smell of blood and I thought I heard Bulma scream as I felt my head hit the floor

Apparently I was right. Bulma did scream because she saw my blood smeared all over the wall and flowing out the back of my head. Chi Chi had managed to crack my skull and break skin when she slammed me into the wall. Never underestimate the strength of an angry girl, especially in Chi Chi's case. The two of them took me directly to the nurse, Chi Chi no longer angry with me and was feeling quite remorseful, in fact (who wouldn't after nearly killing someone?). She later explained to me that she had forgotten I was injured by her love interest after being blatantly rejected. After the nurse patched me up, Chi Chi and Bulma carried me back to our room where I slept for two days.

I woke up on the third morning with a massive headache but I was grateful because at least I still had a head to hurt. I had had the strangest dream while I was asleep: I was looking up at an older looking Vegeta, but instead of being about the same height like in real life, I was….miniature. I was crying, wanting him to pick me up for some odd reason, but he was refusing to and arguing with me and for some reason I couldn't understand what he was saying. Finally he did pick me up- by something that seemed oddly like a diaper and said something about "warriors" and "Saiyans," while I just stared at him in silent bafflement. He carried me upstairs, and dropped me onto a table, his nose flared in disgust.

Then the dream shifted. I was older now, judging by my height, in a training room, trying to stand up straight, but there was a pounding pressure on me and I kept on falling. The best I could do was crouch lowly on the ground and Vegeta was staring at me critically, calling me a weakling. The dream had changed a few more time after that, but it got even more bizarre.

Some of the teachers were in it (like Piccolo) and also some people like Bulma and Chi Chi, only older. I found myself in an office at one point staring blankly at a wall in sheer boredom, and in another staring into a mirror and a face that wasn't my own (and definitely more masculine) was staring back at me. The whole thing was so strange, and I dismissed everything that happened in the dream (dreams?) immediately, thinking they were simply a side effect to having a cracked skull.

By mid-morning, I was feeling a lot better and decided I would eat lunch and then go to school for the remainder of the day. It may have surprised a lot of people that I my broken skull was miraculously healed in only two days time, but no one said anything when I found my friends at the lunch table.

To my surprise it wasn't Vegeta but Tien who accosted us while Bulma, Chi Chi, and I were giggling about something stupid. He was looking a bit bashful, which was something that made me suspicious right away, "Hey, Bura. Do you want to go out some time?"

I blinked, startled, "Sorry, I'm not really feeling up to it yet." I rejected him semi-nicely. Well, at least I get points for trying to be nice.

"Oh," his face fell, and I felt a little remorseful. "Maybe later then, when you feel up to it?"

Yeah maybe," I said airily, not really wanting to blow him off completely. But it was kind of strange- the other day he sounded like he thought that I was some kind of demon planning to kill everyone in the school, and now he wanted to go on a date? Go figure.

Tien looked like he was going to say something else and from the look on his face I knew it was probably a false cheery goodbye so that he could go creep under a desk or something to sulk in silence, but at that moment someone slammed their hand on the table beside me.

I started in surprise and whirled around angrily just in time to see a livid Vegeta glaring down a now tight-faced Tien. Apparently my Vegeta radar wasn't on working properly yet. I sighed, feeling pity for the poor three-eyed boy. Stupid jealous bastard, why can't I ever avoid him?

"What do you want?" I asked Vegeta glaring and motioning for Tien to stay.

He grinned at me, it was almost cute. I could see why Chi Chi liked him but I didn't like his arrogance. "Just making sure you don't go out with someone worthless," he smirked at me and I glared back.

"Right, like it's any of your business who I choose to date," I said frowning at him, and then looked appraisingly at Tien. "Hm….maybe I am feeling up to something now."

Tien blinked at me, startled, "You like me more than Vegeta?"

I smiled, "Obviously. He's just a pompous jerk."

Vegeta frowned, "Don't you dare touch her." He took a glass of grape soda from the table and tried to splash Tien with it. Unfortunately, Tien ducked and the soda splashed ALL over my face and clothes, making everything feel sticky and uncomfortable and staining my clothing.

I stood up, shocked and all Vegeta could do was stare in shock at what he did. He looked at me and frowned, muttering a half-hearted apology, "Um… sorry?"

I stood there gaping at his idiocy, and then did the only thing I could do: I slapped him. I whirled around so fast that I slammed into the table and instead of the innocent nudge and brief feeling of pain any normal person would receive from that mishap, the table skidded a few feet away and fell towards me.

There was a muffled scream from Bulma who had just managed to get out from behind it in time, but besides that there was silence as I stood, covered head to toe in what I used to consider mine and the others' lunch, and the offending table itself rested on my head. Blinking back pain, I shoved the table off of me and stumbled out of the cafeteria in complete humiliation.

Not caring if anyone was following me, I stalked into the locker room. The BOY'S locker room because I did not know where the GIRL's locker room was. Well, no one did bother to show me so it was not my fault! Anyway, after stripping off my horribly disgusting clothing, I stood into the shower to clean myself. As the blast of warm water hit me, a tingly feel rushed through my every cell, and the next thing I knew, I was standing on kami's look out, completely bewildered. Apparently the spring was above the boy's showers and when I got lost, I was sprayed with the proper water. The dragon REALLY has a weird sense of humor!

Well, as I've said before, the next thing I knew was the pain of my father's knee colliding with my crotch. Vegeta grinned as a doubled over in pain, "Good to see that you are a man again, son."

I looked up at him and glared, "How long was I gone?"

He shrugged, "At most a minute. Why?"

I blinked, "A MINUTE?!" It took me a MINUTE to have one of the worst experiences of my life which felt like 2 weeks?! THANK GOD!

"Trunks, honey, you're rambling," my mother brushed past my father, and clasping my shoulders….well motherly. "Why don't we go inside and get you some clothes?"

"No need," Piccolo said and with a wave of his hand, I suddenly found myself fully clothed in my normal gi. My attention, however, was now on Piccolo.

"Piccolo- you never wanted to be a teacher, right?" I asked almost pleadingly.

He gave me a funny look. "A teacher?"

I shook my head, "Never mind. Long story. Bad experience."

Vegeta just snickered, and I could swear he knew something, but I don't think I'll ever talk about it to anyone. Well, maybe I will, "Mom, did you like Dad because you thought he had a cute ass?"

She literally fell over at the question. "WHAT?!"