Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Someone To Love You ❯ Meeting Sasami ( Chapter 1 )

"Someone to Love You"

By: Vejitawoman

Vejitawoman: Hi!! This is my 1st fic so please be gentle. I have no clue how to write fanfiction….but I guess I'll be optimistic and give it a go. ^_^. This fic is based on a true story, mainly my own love life. It is a DBZ/Tenchi crossover, but it won't have many Tenchi characters…only a few. Some of the characters are very OOC, but I had to do that to fit the story. There might be some weird pairings, but oh well. And yes, this is a high school fic.

Characters: (and who they are in real life)

Bulma - Me (Terrie, pronounced like Terri, in case some of you people are slow. J/K!! LOL)

Vegeta - Chris (My current BF ^_^)

Ryoko - Ally (One of my best friends)

Tenchi - Zach (My ex BF, and one of my best friends)

Ayeka - Dina (A girl I used to chill with…likes my BF -_-)

Piccolo - Philip (Chris' best friend)

Sasami - Kiara (My 1st friend I got where I live)

Yamcha - Brandon (My 1st BF I got where I live… scum of the earth, he is!)

Chi-Chi - Brittany (My closest friend)

Goku - Tony (Brittany's BF)

There might be more characters added, but that's it for now. This is not a PWP, so it won't have lemon in every chapter, BUT, it will have as much lemon as possible…if that makes any sense at all. ^_^;;

Chapter 1

"Meeting Sasami"

Disclaimers:

Lookie here naw, I DO NOT OWN DBZ, TENCHI, U-HAUL,OR, FORD…..so get off my fucking back!!! @_@ *blinks*…heh

Pairings:

Bulma/Yamcha

Rating:

PG-13 for cursing and sexual innuendo

Warnings:

If you don't like fics where Yamcha is a bad BF, then leave now. And if you don't like the idea of teens having intimate relationships involving sex, GET OUT!! Unless you wanna just read it and see. ^_^.

Character Ages:

Bulma - 15

Yamcha - 17

Sasami - 14

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Tears ran down my face as I looked out of the window of my mom's Ford Focus, watching the rain drop solemnly to the road.

"Oh, cheer up!! It won't be so bad, I'm sure you'll make more friends." Bunny Briefs said.

"I don't wanna make new friends!" I said in despair.

"Well look, young lady, your father really wants to make this move work, and damnit, your doing to help!"

"Ok, fine, whatever."

I looked out of the window and just stared at the U-HAUL my dad was driving, waiting to see if this hell I was in would be over soon.

I'm really a shy girl. I don't like change. Back where I used to live, they didn't care I had blue hair and blue eyes. They didn't care that I'm the smartest person in the world, and I'm only 15. What will they think of me now in this new environment I will be forced to live in? Back where I used to live….there was not much cultural difference. Everyone liked white music, while I like everything, from Linkin Park to Dr. Dre, to Nsync. So, I get used to being different, and they got used to me, too. But now…all that will have to take place again. All the fitting in, and being different and being stared at. But whatever. I'll get over it, right?

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16 hours, 1,300 miles later.

"So…this is where we're going to live….heh", my mom said disgustedly.

"It'll only be for 6 months, we don't have time to find a better place right now." My dad said cheerily.

"But honey……this is the projects."

"Don't worry dear we'll be fine" "Bulma, you can go relax, get some fresh air, whatever you wanna do. There is this nice guy next door that is gonna help me move our things into the house."

"Great." I said with much sarcasm.

I ran out of the house and into a pretty girl with light blue hair and pink eyes.

"Oh!! I'm sorry, I wasn't watchin' where I was going!"

"You new here?" the girl said with a sneer.

"Uhh, yeah" I said, looking down at the ground.

"Oooh, fresh meat. Hehehehe….come one girlie, we need to have a talk"

"o-ok"

"first of all, what's your name?"

"Bulma"

"ok, mine's Sasami" "How old are you, kid?"

"I'm 15"

"Oh, ok. I'm 14"

For some reason, even though I was a year older than her, her usage of "kid" seemed so appropriate.

"Are you a virgin?" she asked seriously.

"wh-what? Umm…." I said while blushing furiously.

"I see. Ok, so you're a virgin….I'm not."

"Oh…well, it's…just…."

"it's just what??"

"well, I don't want to be a virgin, but I'm too shy"

"oh, well, I'll take care of that problem shortly" she said with a smirk.

"why?"

"you see, these projects have twice the amount of boys than girls so I guarantee that when you enter these projects, you won't leave a virgin. Best way to deal with it is to find as nice of a guy as possible and start a relationship. If you wanna lose it, let him take it. Other wise, you'll probably end up being raped because you're a virgin. Don't worry, it's not so bad…." "Now, I'm going to introduce you this guy I think would be perfect for you.."

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Ok, that's it for chapter 1. It's kind of a tester to see if anyone likes it. If I get 5 reviews, I'll continue.

~*Vejitawoman*~