Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ If Only For a Moment ❯ Prologue

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z in any way shape or form. *sniffles* I don't make any profits either, only thing I profit from is feeding the little attention whoring monster in the back of my head with good reviews. All orginal characters are my own concepts though, thank you very much.

With a long sigh, Aki threw her backpack into the corner of the room, so relieved that classes were finally over and she could kick up her heels and relax. Yoli and Nami, her two best friends, weren’t far behind, giggling quietly to one another as they scanned through a rather interesting looking book that Yoli had snatched from a freshman in the girl’s locker room earlier that day. Glancing up from the bed where she’d flung herself tiredly onto, Aki’s interests were more than piqued as the two girls threw amused glances between themselves.

She absently turned the TV on, more out of habit than true necessity. Vaguely she noted the program, some episode of one of her favorite anime, Dragonball Z. She almost wished she could turn her full attention to it as the characters came to life across the screen. But more pressing matters where at hand, like what Yoli was obscenely dangling before her.

“Okay,” Aki spoke up as she propped herself on her elbows, “share already. What have you got there?” She arched a brow curiously as Yoli sat down on the floor with the book and Nami took the only chair in the room.

“It’s a Book of Shadows,” Yoli stated with a laugh, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she held the thing up. Aki could make out those same words across the front and some rather decent seeming drawings done on the cover. She reached a hand out to grab it to see closer for herself but Yoli pulled it back possessively. Frowning heavily at the blonde, Aki looked as if on the edge of smacking some sense into the other girl.

“Go snatch your own,” the girl snapped harshly but just as suddenly she threw the book over at Aki and began to roll with laughter. Nami, who had been silent this whole while joined in the laughing fit with equal fervor, her eyes glittering with unshed tears of mirth.

“Oh, Aki, if looks could kill we’d be dead,” Nami piped in, wiping her eyes with the palms of her hands and slinking out of her chair to join Yoli sitting on the floor next to the bed.

With an exasperated sigh and a rolling of the eyes Aki sat up on her bed, mindful not to flash too much as she absently pulled the skirt of her school uniform down out of habit. Her fingers trailed over the cover for but a moment before she opened it and began to read the first page. She didn’t know if she should have gasped, cried or laughed like her friends had. So she remained silent, thumbing through the contents with much interest.

“Oooooo,” Nami tried to speak in a ghostly manner wiggling her fingers in a comical way like you’d see hooky magicians do, “it’s a speeeelll boook.... I‘m gonna hex you.”.

Grabbing up the nearest pillow, Yoli began to pelt the dark-haired Nami relentlessly with the bit of fluff, playful and not at all hard enough to hurt her. She straddled Nami’s waist as the girl threw her arms up protectively over her face pretending to cower before the might of Yoli.

“Kill the witch... you unholy heathen... DIE...” Yoli burst out, half feigning a serious tone, half giggling in insane glee. “Burn the witch... burn the witch,” as one playful blow after another landed over the seemingly prone girl’s body.

“Oh... please.... spare me,” Nami tried to make her voice sound helpless and scared but just as Yoli she couldn’t help keep the laughter out of it.

“You two grow up,” Aki threw a pillow at the both of them a bit crossly but she couldn’t keep the smile off her face at their antics. Shaking her head to herself she continued to flip through the small book, glancing up over the top of it to look at the two girls once more.

Yoli had thrown the pillows off to the side in a grand and dramatic gesture, her voice taking on the same drippy dramatic edge, “Oh Nami, I... I just can’t resist your charms.....”. Falling upon the dark-haired girl, Yoli began to shower the giggling girl’s face with wet noisy kisses.

“Oh... Nami I just have to have you... NOW... kiss me,” as she came in closer her lips puckered and undulating like a fish towards Nami’s face the girl screamed using her legs to push Yoli off and to the side.

“Get off me, you crazy bitch,” Nami panted, scuttling across the floor to get away from the laughing blonde. “You need to get a boyfriend, you know that?” she remarked defensively trying to fix the clothing that had been thrown into disarray with Yoli’s grabby hands.

“But why would I need a boy when I’m got you, little Nami?” Yoli teased blowing the dark-haired girl a series of kisses and fluttering her eyes. Taking it one step further she placed her fingers in a V shape before her lips and flicked her tongue suggestively through them in Nami’s direction. To which the dark-haired girl seemed to get greatly offended at, grabbing for something more heavy to throw at the girl.

“I have to agree with Nami, you need to get laid,” Aki threw in over the top of the book, a wicked grin across her face as her friend crossed her arms over her chest and began to pout. “And no I’m not offering,” she interjected as Yoli opened her mouth to give a witty reply.

“I know, maybe we can find a spell in here that’ll get you a boyfriend,” Aki grinned toothily before searching through the book looking for anything good.

“Well he better be perfect if your gonna summon up a guy for me,” Yoli snapped but her eyes soon took on a dreamy quality as she lapsed into a daydream and her voice sounded equally dreamy, “like Johnny Depp.” A long heavy sigh ended her abrupt daydream as her lips curled into a devious smile, “I want him to Willy my Wonka....”

Shocking gasps from both other girls filled the room as they shot scandalized looks at the bold blonde’s shocking comment. “God, Yoli, your horrible,” they both remarked amazingly at the same time. As if on instinct Nami and Aki looked at each other, an understanding passing between them before they turned back to their friend.

“But you love me any ways,” Yoli spoke self assured and snatched the book from Aki’s lap as it had dropped in the shock of the moment. She turned it this way and that as if she couldn’t read it for a moment, playing at her ignorance before smiling and turning it right side up.

“Well... who would you pick if you could sleep with anyone?” Yoli asked the two girls bluntly trying to find exactly what they had been speaking of, a spell or something to suit their purposes.

Nami shyly remarked first, her cheeks blushing brightly as she gained the courage to answer, “I’d want my first time to be with Forest.” She sighed wistfully falling into a dream like state much as Yoli had done.

“Forest?” Aki questioned trying to wrack her brain for a face to go with the name, then it suddenly hit her and her eyes lit up, “Forest Adkin? That hunky senior that sits three tables away from us at lunch... “Brass balls Forest”, that’d much rather spit on a junior than look at her?” Nami had the grace to look embarrassed now, lowering her eyes and grabbing up a pillow to hide her face from the scrutiny of Aki’s stare.

“I’d do him,” Yoli added in stopping on a page that seemed to have caught her interest.

“You’d do anyone with a penis,” Aki snapped sharply, more poking fun at her friend than openly offending the blonde. The remark was met with a single gesture as Yoli raised a hand and extended her middle finger, giving her the bird.

“Well... who would you do?” Nami asked angrily, her bout of shyness fading away as her courage came back to her in degrees. She pointedly stared Aki down, determined not to be a coward and make the girl answer.

It was Aki’s turn to blush slightly and shift her position almost uncomfortably on her bed, “Your just gonna laugh at me,” she spoke softly laughing to dissuade the butterflies in her stomach at the image that filled her mind, the face of the man she would have chosen. No sooner than she had thought it, Vegeta himself appeared on the TV screen, the anime almost long forgotten.

“Oh no you don’t, I shared mine, now spit it out,” Nami stood up and poked Aki accusingly in the ribs, trying to pry the information out of her.

Holding her hands up in a show of mercy Aki let out a long string of uncomfortable laughter and finally spoke the name, “Vegeta. “ She paused only briefly before continuing to explain, “I‘d give anything to be Bulma so I could make love to Vegeta just once”. It was Nami’s turn to blink innocently, trying to place the name but she came up with nothing. Her mouth formed a little O as she tried again and again to remember the person.

Aki’s lips turned to a deep frown as she quickly pointed out the screen, but the point seemed to still further elude the dark-haired girl. With a sigh Aki turned Nami’s head to face the television just as the Saiyi-jin Prince in question began to power up, muscles bulging and that golden flare of power rising around him.

Evil sounding cackles came from Yoli as she smiles in triumphant joy, “Hehe.. You would pick an anime character you freak.” She held the book open and before her, bringing her eyes up a moment to nod in approval to her friend.

“My god, Aki how sappy, “make love“... You know you just straight up wanna fuck him.... Oh..... AND I’d do that any day of the week....” She began to waggle her eyebrow in a suggestive manner, “mmmm I wonder what he could do with that tail.”

Nami blinked once more, her mouth hanging open in dumbfounded shock, “At... at least mine is real,” she stammered defensively, jutting her lower lip out as she pouted.

“No worries, me pal-o-s...” Yoli grinned ear from ear, “I have just what we need to make all our wet dreams come true.” There was an almost evil glint in her eyes as she motioned the other two girls to join her round the open book.

Nami and Aki curiously slide to the floor, peering intently at the page Yoli held open for them to see. They both mouthed the words across the top, the apparent name of the spell, “A Wishing Spell.” Both looked taken a back at Yoli, but the blonde only smiled broader and held the book up.

“Okay girls, lets all say it together,” she replied as if she were suddenly the authority on spells and spell casting, “We have to say it over and over for it to work.” She nodded her head in a sagely manner and began to read. The other two soon followed, chanting in unison the simple rhythmic words of the spell some freshman had written. Was it no more than nonsense, or would they be granted their wishes?