Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ High School Love Hurts ❯ There is Someone Who Cares - and Someone Who Doesn't ( Chapter 3 )

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There is Someone Who Cares - and Someone Who Doesn't

"Go tell him, Chi-chi!" a red haired girl with freckles, Nikki, giggled.

"No!"

"What? Are you chicken?" Bulma, Chi-chi's best friend, giggled.

"Yes," she admitted. "And don't you go doing anything about it, either!"

"We won't," Nikki and Bulma said together, both with their fingers crossed behind their backs.

"I'm serious! I swear, if you ever…!"

And then, Goku appeared.

"Oh, smoochy, smoochy, Chi-chi! Chi-chi and G…"

"SHUT UP!!!"

"Just go tell him!"

"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY NO???"

"My sentiments exactly," mumbled Goku. The girls heard it, though.

"Chi-chi, he's listening to the conversation! I think he likes you!"

This got Goku's attention. He listened, pretending not to show interest.

"No, knock it off. It's just a crush! Stop it!" she lessened her voice to a whisper. "He doesn't like me, so you better just shut up about it!"

"Ready?" Nikki looked at Bulma.

"Ready!" Bulma replied. They ran for Goku. Chi-chi ran after them, grabbing their shirt backs, grabbing their hair, anything that was convenient, but the girls were in a wild frenzy. They tried to tell Goku the "big news" at the same time, but it just came out sounding like scrambled nonsense. Chi-chi knew what it was, though. She ran and hid around the corner. The girls slowed down.

"Chi-chi…" Nikki said.

"Our friend who just ran off…" Bulma added.

"She has a…"

"CRUSH ON YOU!" the troublesome two giggled and ran off to find their friend.

Goku just sat there, wide eyed. No one - except maybe Dana - had ever had a crush on him. Whoa, that was just too much to handle. He got up and walked into the boy's bathroom, looked at himself in the mirror, splashed water in his face, pinched himself, and yet he still remembered it happening and knew it was real.

"Holy shit."

In reading…

"Son Goku, do you keep your windows open at home?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I have concocted a plan!" he hushed his voice to a whisper. "All I have to do is write up a referral, toss it in the window and BOOM!! There goes the grandpa problem." He had a look of triumph on his face.

"1) All I have to do is close the window because there's only one. 2) What did I tell you about writing letters? The old coot is blind! 3) You're an idiot."

"That's it! Go to the office!"

"No."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME???"

"The same thing I said on the very first day of school. You should be used to it by now."

"ARGH!!! NEVERMIND!!!"

He got a paper airplane to the back of the head routinely, and this time was no exception. Goku read:

"Ha-ha-ha, you're so funny, best bud. Ha-ha-ha!"

He wrote:

"Don't tell me this is from Krillin!"

He then sent it to the short bald man.

When he got it back it read:

"Don't look at me. My name is not in the least resemblance to a word synonymous to retard."

Goku had to choke on his own saliva to keep from busting up in laughter. He wrote:

"Vegetable" on the paper and sent it to Vegeta who put a smiley face that said "best bud" on it and sent it back to Goku. Goku was amazed at his - er - friend's idiocy.

This time Goku created a paper airplane himself and sent it to Krillin. It said:

"There's this girl who has a crush on me, named Chi-chi. Her friends, a red haired girl and a weird looking blue haired girl, came up and told me that she likes me. You heard of her?"

He sent one back saying:

"Yeah! You got a crush, oooooooh! Chi-chi is some super genius girl in the front of my math class. She's kind of cute. OOPS, I shouldn't say that to her LOVER!!!."

Goku's reply was (obviously), "SHUT UP!"

"I know the blue haired and red haired girls, too. They're her friends, like you said. The red haired girl's name is Nikki and the blue haired girl is Bulma. She's a psychobitch, man. Bulma is super temperamental. Nikki is mischevious. They were at my middle school last year."

"Nikki's kind of short, but I can't say much on the bald point. Think she'd be good for you?"

"Don't even go there, man!"

"Then leave me alone about Chi-chi!"

"I think you like her!"

"I THINK YOU LIKE NIKKI!!!"

"SHUT UP!!!"

"YOU FIRST!!"

With that Krillin balled up the airplane and threw into the trash. He promply proceeded to give Goku the middle finger, and then crack up laughing. Goku did the same.

"And what, may I ask you, is so funny boys?" asked Mr. Kawasaki.

"You may not."

"WHAT???"

"I said you may not. You asked me if you may ask me a question and I said you may not. Get it? Got it? Good!"

"ARGH!!!"

Walking out of school that day…

Nikki caught Chi-chi staring Goku's way.

"OOOH! SMOOCHY, SMOOCHY!" she shouted.

"And I suppose you like Krillin?" Chi-chi shot back.

Nikki blushed.

Chi-chi gasped. "You DO???"

"Well, he's nice," Nikki replied.

Bulma shot in. "What? What's the scoop?"

"Nikki likes Krillin!"

Bulma gasped. "And I suppose I'm expected to worship the village idiot? He's all you left for me? How rude!" She grinned. "I guess he is kind of cute, but he's so… so… so… STUPID!! I heard that he thought Kung Pow and Chosen One were the names of the first emperor of China."

"Oh my god!" this time it was Nikki. "They're coming our way!"

"No, Nikki. They're going to the bus. Vegeta and Krillin ride the bus."

"I'm not stupid! Look at them and then look behind us."

Chi-chi did. She noticed that they were headed for the buses behind them. Then she noticed that there were no buses behind them, it was the fence they were standing in front of. The buses were on the other side of the school and they weren't standing in their usual spot in front of them.

"Oh god, they are coming toward us! Run!"

"Chi-chi, don't be immature. Turn around so we look like we didn't see them coming," said Bulma.

"Nice plan," countered Nikki sarcastically, but she did as Bulma said.

"Hey, girls!" called Krillin, scratching the back of his head because he was nervous.

"Oh, hi!" said Bulma. "We didn't see you coming!"

The guys looked at each other, bewildered. Whatever, they all thought. Except Vegeta, that is. He had popsicles dancing in his head.

"Hi, can you be my girlfriend?" he said to Bulma. She blushed, and thinking that that meant yes, he kissed her, only to be smacked in the face by a very heavy purse.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING???"

"OWCH! Man, she is a psychobitch."

"WHAT??????????" this time it was everyone - except Vegeta - in unison.

"What did he just say I was?" Bulma asked. They could practically see the steam coming from her ears.

"Well, my friends said… mmprrhghmmmnnnm…" Krillin slapped a hand over Vegeta's mouth. "He's kind of slow sometimes. He hears things, you know?"

"Uh-huh." Bulma wasn't convinced. "GET THAT VEGETABLE OUT MY FACE!!!"

Vegeta had a big grin on his face. "Will you still be my girlfriend?"

"NO!!"

"Aw!"

"Sorry," Krillin whispered to Nikki.

"She'll cool off."