Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Popular ❯ Tribute ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, or any of the vehicles mentioned in the story…except the black cougar, I have one of those…call it blind luck.

Author's Notes: I'm having a horrible time trying to come up with all the different types of trucks there are so please bear with me when they all start to look the same.

Chibi-Dacra: SSJprincess is my favorite reviewer. (stars in eyes while he hugs her) She gave me cookies and candies when I helped review Golden Crown of the Heavens, which happens to be an awesome story.

Me: Go to bed Dacra, it's two in the morning again.

Chibi-Dacra: But I don't wanna…

Me: (pointing to his bed) Now kid, or else I won't make you breakfast tomorrow.

Chibi-Dacra: (squeaks with fright at the thought and scampers to bed)

Me: (Sighing) One of these days his parents are going to take him home and I'm going to get very bored. Anyway, onward with the story!

Chapter Two: Tribute…

Everyone watched, curiously, as the large vehicle pulled to a stop in front of them before its headlights flicked off and revealed it to be a very familiar black Dodge Dakota. Their eyes widened in surprise when the girl from earlier hopped out of the driver's side and fixed her baseball hat with a grin.

Zarbon's eyes gleamed wickedly, even as his tongue darted out to wet his lips in anticipation. He'd been looking forward to another confrontation with her and now was his chance to humiliate her even further than he had before. Walking forward, he met her halfway between their two vehicles and met her brown eyes evenly. "Well, if it isn't the little nerdling."

"Awww, recognition from the stuck up jock, I've missed you too Zarbon." Smiling sweetly, the girl stared up at the tall young man and cocked her hip to one side, her hand clenched into a fist against it.

Grinning, he looked her over then reached forward and grabbed her hat off of her head, causing her hair to puff out then settle back down around her shoulders. "Why are you hiding yourself beneath the hat? Scared someone might recognize you?"

"No, nothing scares me anymore."

"Hmm…"

Watching the two closely, Seventeen kept his eyes on them even as he spoke to Vegeta, who was standing beside him. "You know, I never got a good look at her the last couple of times she was here…I've got to admit that she looks cute…in an earthy type of way."

"As in she'd be great covered in dirt and twigs?" Chuckling at that thought, Vegeta took his time to study the girl since, he too, hadn't looked at her too closely during the two short visits she had paid their group.

"Well…maybe not covered in dirt and twigs, but…I could see her pregnant…she'd glow."

"Oh…as in an earth mother…I didn't know you specialized in that very particular field of weird shit."

"I try to hide many of my talents."

"Hn." Shifting silently, he considered interrupting the two from their, not so private, exchange then frowned when Goku beat him to the punch by deciding to crawl beneath the girl's truck out of curiosity.

Looking back over her shoulder, she sighed then grabbed her hat from her adversary and walked to her truck. Kicking the teen beneath it lightly, she managed to coax him back out and watched him as he wiped his hands on an old bandana. "See something interesting?"

"Nah, just wondering if you realized that you've got a radiator leak and that you could use an oil change?"

"Yes I did, but I'll get to that tomorrow. I'm here to watch a race."

"Really? Do you know who the challenger is?"

"Josh, my best friend and infernally crazy neighbor."

"What does he drive?"

"You'll see, he'll be here any minute."

"Oh…I'm Goku." Extending his hand, he was happy when she took it and shook firmly.

"I'm Kathi, although most people call me Kat."

"Can I call you Kat?"

"If you want, I don't care."

"Cool." Grinning foolishly, he started to say something else only to be interrupted by another truck pulling up.

It was a hunter green F150 with gold metallic flakes mixed into the paint job. It had a three-inch body lift with 44-inch wheels and dual exhaust.

Watching the truck pull to a stop right next to her, Kat smiled then shook her head as she watched the driver of the truck climb out. "You're late Josh."

Dropping to the ground, Josh gave his trademark lopsided grin, his ebony eyes dancing with laughter and his shaggy black hair stirring slightly in the wind. "Sorry Kat, but I had to run an errand for my mom."

"Don't apologize to me, Zarbon is the one you kept waiting."

Eyes narrowing, he looked at the green-haired teen, growling softly under his breath. "Of course…I keep forgetting that I'm supposed to race that asshole."

"Hey, watch your language, there are children around."

"Oh yeah…"

"Now, hurry up and get ready for the race."

"Right!"

Author's Notes: What's this about children around? Why does Josh hate Zarbon so much? If you ask these questions then you didn't pay attention in the first chapter.