Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Heero Yuy, Seventh Grade Teacher? ❯ Part III ( Chapter 3 )
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By: kalamekiv 
Now throw Vegeta, Chichi, and Goku into the picture...this is one whacked out story.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 12.14.2001 | Updated On: 12.14.2001 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 416 | Status: Completed
Now throw Vegeta, Chichi, and Goku into the picture...this is one whacked out story.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 12.14.2001 | Updated On: 12.14.2001 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 416 | Status: Completed
Heero Yuy, Seventh Grade Teacher? - Part 3
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Gundam Wing or Dragonball Z.
If I did, I'd be FILTHY RICH! Mwahahaha...anyways...I can still lie
and say Heero belongs to me... :P
Note: Please don't kill me for writing this violent part, I really do
love Heero! I just wanted two very angry parents to um..."teach the
'Perfect Soldier' a lesson..."
**************
Trunks and Goten finished their "punishment," and went home the next
day after school. Both demi-Saiyajin boys had problems staying awake
in Mr. Yuy's class, which happened to be their first period.
When Trunks got home, he saw two VERY angry parents.
"Brat! Where the hell have you been?" yelled Vegeta.
"VEGETA! Stop yelling at Trunks!" snapped Bulma, his 'wife.' Vegeta
grumbled something under his breath along the lines of "stupid woman"
while Trunks started trembling, wondering how he would explain THIS to
his father.
"Um...'Kaa-san, 'Tou-san," Trunks began. Vegeta glared at his son
with his coal black eyes. Trunks gulped and told them everything,
from the trick he played on his teacher to the punishment.
"He made you do WHAT?!?!" Vegeta screamed. "Who the hell does he
think HE is trying to boss around MY son, a Saiyajin Prince!?! Where
the hell does he live?"
"I don't know," Trunks answered back truthfully, in a shaky voice.
Vegeta grumbled that he would meet this "Mr. Yuy" after school the
next day. "Um, 'Tou-san, you REALLY don't have to do that!" the young
boy said, knowing what a "meeting" would mean for his history teacher.
"Brat, I hope you aren't trying to tell me what the hell to do,"
Vegeta growled.
"O-o-o-of course not, 'T-t-t-tou-s-s-san! I'm just saying you don't
NEED to do that, and I've learned my lesson!" Trunks stammered as
Vegeta continued giving him a death glare, which looked almost like
Mr. Yuy's.
"I'm going to teach that pathetic human a lesson tomorrow," Vegeta
decided, then headed out to his gravity room. Bulma and Trunks look
at each other and sigh.
***********
After school the next day, Trunks and Goten hauled ass out of
Peacecraft Academy. Neither of them wanted to be there when Vegeta
beat the crap out of Heero. They didn't see Vegeta sitting in a tree
near the school, waiting for Heero to come out. Thirty minutes later,
Heero came out of the main entrance of the school with Relena.
"So, Relena...tonight at eight, right?" Heero asked, making sure he
had the right time to go pick Relena up for their...'business date.'
"Hai, Heero...ja ne!" Relena said as she got into her BLACK limo and
went home. Heero stood there, watching the car take Relena away to
her mansion in the center of the Sanq Kingdom, completely unaware of
the fact that there was a VERY angry Saiyajin Prince ready to kill him
in the tree above him.
Vegeta chose this moment to make his attack. He lept from the high
tree branch and onto the 'Perfect Soldier,' then proceeded to beat
the crap out of him...
***********
Three hours later, the phone suddenly rang at Relena's mansion.
Pagan, her butler, answered it, then told Relena to pick up an
extension since it was a VERY important phone call for her.
"Hello? Heero! How are you?" Relena said.
"Um, Relena...we're gonna have to cancel that date," Heero replied
with a groan.
"Oh, a mission came up?" Relena asked.
"Not exactly..." Heero began, but then Duo took the phone away from
him. "HEY! GIVE ME THE DAMN PHONE, DUO!"
"Heh...heh...Hi Relena! Heero can't go on that date with you tonight
'cause he's in the hospital. Some parent got pissed at him for
'punishing' his son and beat the hell out of him..." The rest of
what Duo was saying wasn't heard by Relena, since she passed out...
Back at the hospital, Heero was surrounded by the other four Gundam
pilots. It was Duo who found Heero on the doorstep to their
apartment, looking like crap. Heero was covered in plaster of paris
from the neck down. Suddenly, a shrill scream could be heard all over
the Sanq Kingdom Hospital, disrupting the silence normally found in
hospitals.
"Ma'am, people ARE trying to get some rest," Duo heard a nurse tell
someone.
"I don't care! I want to see Heero Yuy!" screeched the voice, which
was obviously female from what Duo could tell. Heero's eyes popped
open, and tried to get out of bed.
"Heero! Calm down!" Quatre said to the thrashing, plaster covered
Heero. Heero refused to calm down, so Wufei, Duo, and Trowa went to
the door to stop whoever it was trying to see the Japanese pilot.
Then, all five of the boys heard the screaming banshee-like thing
again.
"So THIS is where Heero Yuy's at! Let me see that kisama!" the voice
yelled. Heero glanced at the doorway, and managed to see a short
woman with most of her raven-colored hair in a bun, but had two
strands out of it on the sides of her head. She was holding onto
something in her right hand, but Heero couldn't make out what it was.
"Um, lady, Heero's sleeping!" Duo said, trying to keep the woman out
of the room.
"I don't care! Let me through, or else I'll use THIS on you!" she
replied, holding up the object in her hand. Duo saw the object,
screamed, and ran to the other side of the room. Using the
opportunity, the woman entered the room, walked towards Heero, and
stopped when she reached his bed.
"Oh boy, Heero's dead," Trowa muttered. Quatre agreed with the slient
pilot of Heavyarms, but Wufei just snorted.
"She's a weak onna, what could she possibly do to Yuy?" Wufei asked
mockingly. That was when the woman bashed Heero over the head with
her frying pan not once, not twice...but THREE times.
"No one makes my son stay after school ALL NIGHT and gets away with
it!" she yelled, ready to smash the poor pilot of Wing Zero again, but
then a tall, muscular man walked in and picked up his wife.
"Chi-Chi! You don't need to do that!" the man said, then turned to
the other four Gundam pilots, who were awestruck. For the second time
that day, someone beat the hell out of the 'Perfect Soldier.'
"I'm sorry, Chi-Chi usually isn't this angry. We better get going,
honey, 'cause you still have to make dinner!" He carried out the
woman, who was screaming, "PUT ME DOWN NOW, Son Goku!"
"Um...I take that back," Wufei managed to stammer out after another
five minutes of silence. "She's NOT a weak onna..." The other pilots
looked at Heero, who was knocked out. Trowa pressed the "call nurse"
button on the side of Heero's bed so someone would come in to make
sure Heero didn't have a concussion or something.
***********
The next morning, at Peacecraft Academy, Relena walked into Heero's
classroom, where the children were acting like perfect angels. They
were wondering what happened to their 'beloved' history teacher.
"Oh gee, Goten, I wonder where Mr. Yuy is at today," Trunks said
loudly, even though he knew *exactly* what happened to his teacher.
Vegeta had come home after kicking Heero's ass and practically bragged
about it to Bulma. Bulma had banished him to the couch for a month,
and Vegeta took his frustration out on poor Trunks. He sparred with
Vegeta under 500G's in the gravity room most of the night...
"Children, please settle down," Relena said. Thinking that Mr. Yuy
would show up at any second, the children quieted down and listened
to their principal. "Mr. Yuy had an accident, so you're stuck with a
substitute teacher for the next month. I want you children to meet
Mr. Maxwell." Suddenly, a man with a three-foot long braid, dressed
in a priest outfit entered the room.
"Hi kids! How are you?" asked Duo. 'This is going to be SOOO much
fun!' he thought as he looked at the kids. The kidsstared back at him,
wondering if this guy was crazy like Mr. Yuy, or if he was nicer than
the other Gundam pilot...
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A hh! A cliffhanger! :P So, um..like, no like? Tell me by
reviewing! And yes, I *know* this story is 'deranged,' it's the way
I write stuff, I can't help it. So if you don't like reading
'deranged' stuff, then don't bother reading anything else of mine,
ok? Thanks!
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Gundam Wing or Dragonball Z.
If I did, I'd be FILTHY RICH! Mwahahaha...anyways...I can still lie
and say Heero belongs to me... :P
Note: Please don't kill me for writing this violent part, I really do
love Heero! I just wanted two very angry parents to um..."teach the
'Perfect Soldier' a lesson..."
**************
Trunks and Goten finished their "punishment," and went home the next
day after school. Both demi-Saiyajin boys had problems staying awake
in Mr. Yuy's class, which happened to be their first period.
When Trunks got home, he saw two VERY angry parents.
"Brat! Where the hell have you been?" yelled Vegeta.
"VEGETA! Stop yelling at Trunks!" snapped Bulma, his 'wife.' Vegeta
grumbled something under his breath along the lines of "stupid woman"
while Trunks started trembling, wondering how he would explain THIS to
his father.
"Um...'Kaa-san, 'Tou-san," Trunks began. Vegeta glared at his son
with his coal black eyes. Trunks gulped and told them everything,
from the trick he played on his teacher to the punishment.
"He made you do WHAT?!?!" Vegeta screamed. "Who the hell does he
think HE is trying to boss around MY son, a Saiyajin Prince!?! Where
the hell does he live?"
"I don't know," Trunks answered back truthfully, in a shaky voice.
Vegeta grumbled that he would meet this "Mr. Yuy" after school the
next day. "Um, 'Tou-san, you REALLY don't have to do that!" the young
boy said, knowing what a "meeting" would mean for his history teacher.
"Brat, I hope you aren't trying to tell me what the hell to do,"
Vegeta growled.
"O-o-o-of course not, 'T-t-t-tou-s-s-san! I'm just saying you don't
NEED to do that, and I've learned my lesson!" Trunks stammered as
Vegeta continued giving him a death glare, which looked almost like
Mr. Yuy's.
"I'm going to teach that pathetic human a lesson tomorrow," Vegeta
decided, then headed out to his gravity room. Bulma and Trunks look
at each other and sigh.
***********
After school the next day, Trunks and Goten hauled ass out of
Peacecraft Academy. Neither of them wanted to be there when Vegeta
beat the crap out of Heero. They didn't see Vegeta sitting in a tree
near the school, waiting for Heero to come out. Thirty minutes later,
Heero came out of the main entrance of the school with Relena.
"So, Relena...tonight at eight, right?" Heero asked, making sure he
had the right time to go pick Relena up for their...'business date.'
"Hai, Heero...ja ne!" Relena said as she got into her BLACK limo and
went home. Heero stood there, watching the car take Relena away to
her mansion in the center of the Sanq Kingdom, completely unaware of
the fact that there was a VERY angry Saiyajin Prince ready to kill him
in the tree above him.
Vegeta chose this moment to make his attack. He lept from the high
tree branch and onto the 'Perfect Soldier,' then proceeded to beat
the crap out of him...
***********
Three hours later, the phone suddenly rang at Relena's mansion.
Pagan, her butler, answered it, then told Relena to pick up an
extension since it was a VERY important phone call for her.
"Hello? Heero! How are you?" Relena said.
"Um, Relena...we're gonna have to cancel that date," Heero replied
with a groan.
"Oh, a mission came up?" Relena asked.
"Not exactly..." Heero began, but then Duo took the phone away from
him. "HEY! GIVE ME THE DAMN PHONE, DUO!"
"Heh...heh...Hi Relena! Heero can't go on that date with you tonight
'cause he's in the hospital. Some parent got pissed at him for
'punishing' his son and beat the hell out of him..." The rest of
what Duo was saying wasn't heard by Relena, since she passed out...
Back at the hospital, Heero was surrounded by the other four Gundam
pilots. It was Duo who found Heero on the doorstep to their
apartment, looking like crap. Heero was covered in plaster of paris
from the neck down. Suddenly, a shrill scream could be heard all over
the Sanq Kingdom Hospital, disrupting the silence normally found in
hospitals.
"Ma'am, people ARE trying to get some rest," Duo heard a nurse tell
someone.
"I don't care! I want to see Heero Yuy!" screeched the voice, which
was obviously female from what Duo could tell. Heero's eyes popped
open, and tried to get out of bed.
"Heero! Calm down!" Quatre said to the thrashing, plaster covered
Heero. Heero refused to calm down, so Wufei, Duo, and Trowa went to
the door to stop whoever it was trying to see the Japanese pilot.
Then, all five of the boys heard the screaming banshee-like thing
again.
"So THIS is where Heero Yuy's at! Let me see that kisama!" the voice
yelled. Heero glanced at the doorway, and managed to see a short
woman with most of her raven-colored hair in a bun, but had two
strands out of it on the sides of her head. She was holding onto
something in her right hand, but Heero couldn't make out what it was.
"Um, lady, Heero's sleeping!" Duo said, trying to keep the woman out
of the room.
"I don't care! Let me through, or else I'll use THIS on you!" she
replied, holding up the object in her hand. Duo saw the object,
screamed, and ran to the other side of the room. Using the
opportunity, the woman entered the room, walked towards Heero, and
stopped when she reached his bed.
"Oh boy, Heero's dead," Trowa muttered. Quatre agreed with the slient
pilot of Heavyarms, but Wufei just snorted.
"She's a weak onna, what could she possibly do to Yuy?" Wufei asked
mockingly. That was when the woman bashed Heero over the head with
her frying pan not once, not twice...but THREE times.
"No one makes my son stay after school ALL NIGHT and gets away with
it!" she yelled, ready to smash the poor pilot of Wing Zero again, but
then a tall, muscular man walked in and picked up his wife.
"Chi-Chi! You don't need to do that!" the man said, then turned to
the other four Gundam pilots, who were awestruck. For the second time
that day, someone beat the hell out of the 'Perfect Soldier.'
"I'm sorry, Chi-Chi usually isn't this angry. We better get going,
honey, 'cause you still have to make dinner!" He carried out the
woman, who was screaming, "PUT ME DOWN NOW, Son Goku!"
"Um...I take that back," Wufei managed to stammer out after another
five minutes of silence. "She's NOT a weak onna..." The other pilots
looked at Heero, who was knocked out. Trowa pressed the "call nurse"
button on the side of Heero's bed so someone would come in to make
sure Heero didn't have a concussion or something.
***********
The next morning, at Peacecraft Academy, Relena walked into Heero's
classroom, where the children were acting like perfect angels. They
were wondering what happened to their 'beloved' history teacher.
"Oh gee, Goten, I wonder where Mr. Yuy is at today," Trunks said
loudly, even though he knew *exactly* what happened to his teacher.
Vegeta had come home after kicking Heero's ass and practically bragged
about it to Bulma. Bulma had banished him to the couch for a month,
and Vegeta took his frustration out on poor Trunks. He sparred with
Vegeta under 500G's in the gravity room most of the night...
"Children, please settle down," Relena said. Thinking that Mr. Yuy
would show up at any second, the children quieted down and listened
to their principal. "Mr. Yuy had an accident, so you're stuck with a
substitute teacher for the next month. I want you children to meet
Mr. Maxwell." Suddenly, a man with a three-foot long braid, dressed
in a priest outfit entered the room.
"Hi kids! How are you?" asked Duo. 'This is going to be SOOO much
fun!' he thought as he looked at the kids. The kidsstared back at him,
wondering if this guy was crazy like Mr. Yuy, or if he was nicer than
the other Gundam pilot...
--------------------------------------------------------
A hh! A cliffhanger! :P So, um..like, no like? Tell me by
reviewing! And yes, I *know* this story is 'deranged,' it's the way
I write stuff, I can't help it. So if you don't like reading
'deranged' stuff, then don't bother reading anything else of mine,
ok? Thanks!