Versus
~Prologue~
Bra was identical to her mother in looks, but she got almost everything else from her father. She had no problem coming to grips with the fact that she would be short. A 16-year-old measuring in at 5'1" wasn't a big deal to her. She was also more muscular than any girl should be, but retained obvious femininity. Smooth but dense, she easily weighed in at 130 pounds. Saiyans were naturally heavy. So what? She didn't care what other people thought of her, as long as they feared her. And that was easy. All she had to do was lift a car around a few people and the word spread like wildfire. She had but one friend in the entire school and that was her childhood friend, Pan.
Pan was a little less than half a year older than her. She enjoyed being sociable and the like. Sometimes she would force Bra to join her.
But Bra preferred to keep to herself most of the time. She even trained alone now. She had a partner a long time ago—Goten. Any time he was supposed to be training with Trunks, he would train with Bra. And she loved him like a brother. Then when she was 10 and he was 18, it was time for him to go off to college. She was alone. (Her father thought it was better that way.)
Her first trainer. She'd always had a special place in her heart for Goten. She'd had a crush on him since she was, like, 7. When he left, she was devastated and trained so hard sometimes that she could barely move afterwards. And eventually her feelings for him began to fade....
During the summer right before school began, Bulma had a small gathering and all the Z Warriors and their families were invited. Surprisingly enough a lot of them showed up.
Marron—age: 22—was well on her way to becoming a fashion designer and had always been the apple of Krillin's eye. 18 didn't mind modeling some of her designs.
Pan—age: 17—was a daddy's girl and tended to be a troublemaker. She was Bra's best friend and very popular in school (being the granddaughter of the World's Champion, Mr. Satan).
Trunks—age: 25—was working at Capsule Corporation and being groomed to become its president. Goten was still his best friend and they recently began sharing an apartment on the other side of the city.
And what of Goten? Bra looked over at Goten and her brother. Those two always had something to talk about. Goten, the only person she admired in her youth besides her parents. Of course Trunks never wanted her around when he and his best friend were together. But Goten always had an interest in Bra's progress.
"Psst! Bra!" Goten whispered. He did the 'come here' signal.
Bra folded her arms across her chest (something she picked up from her father, evidently) and walked over to them. She caught Trunks in the act of rolling his eyes.
"Hi," Goten said. "Look at you. It's been such a long time. What's up?"
There he was. The guy she'd had a crush on all her life stood before her now. The man it took her at least 4 years to get over now having the same effect he had on her all those years ago. "Nothing really. Just school and training. What about you?" Bra said, trying to sound at least slightly disinterested.
"Well, I've got a bit of funny news for you," Goten said. "I'm going to be teaching at your school. History. You're in one of my classes. Wild, huh?"
And Bra's world shattered. All within a breath Bra went from a carefree teenager to a panicky crush-ridden adolescent. Oh, what a year this would be.
~End Prologue~
--So, what do you think? I've never been good at ending things and it's probably not a very original idea. It just hit me all of a sudden and I thought it would be funny to do something like that. Of course the first part is kind of a bore because I had to establish the situation, but maybe future chapters will be better....I hope.
--Oh, yeah. To those of you who are really into specifics, forget it. There's probably very little in this story that coincides with the DBZ or DBGT series.
--And as always, the disclaimer. If I owned any of these characters, I wouldn't be HERE doing stories on them. I'd be out corrupting the world with this swill. And let's be honest, NOBODY would want that.
~Prologue~
Bra was identical to her mother in looks, but she got almost everything else from her father. She had no problem coming to grips with the fact that she would be short. A 16-year-old measuring in at 5'1" wasn't a big deal to her. She was also more muscular than any girl should be, but retained obvious femininity. Smooth but dense, she easily weighed in at 130 pounds. Saiyans were naturally heavy. So what? She didn't care what other people thought of her, as long as they feared her. And that was easy. All she had to do was lift a car around a few people and the word spread like wildfire. She had but one friend in the entire school and that was her childhood friend, Pan.
Pan was a little less than half a year older than her. She enjoyed being sociable and the like. Sometimes she would force Bra to join her.
But Bra preferred to keep to herself most of the time. She even trained alone now. She had a partner a long time ago—Goten. Any time he was supposed to be training with Trunks, he would train with Bra. And she loved him like a brother. Then when she was 10 and he was 18, it was time for him to go off to college. She was alone. (Her father thought it was better that way.)
Her first trainer. She'd always had a special place in her heart for Goten. She'd had a crush on him since she was, like, 7. When he left, she was devastated and trained so hard sometimes that she could barely move afterwards. And eventually her feelings for him began to fade....
During the summer right before school began, Bulma had a small gathering and all the Z Warriors and their families were invited. Surprisingly enough a lot of them showed up.
Marron—age: 22—was well on her way to becoming a fashion designer and had always been the apple of Krillin's eye. 18 didn't mind modeling some of her designs.
Pan—age: 17—was a daddy's girl and tended to be a troublemaker. She was Bra's best friend and very popular in school (being the granddaughter of the World's Champion, Mr. Satan).
Trunks—age: 25—was working at Capsule Corporation and being groomed to become its president. Goten was still his best friend and they recently began sharing an apartment on the other side of the city.
And what of Goten? Bra looked over at Goten and her brother. Those two always had something to talk about. Goten, the only person she admired in her youth besides her parents. Of course Trunks never wanted her around when he and his best friend were together. But Goten always had an interest in Bra's progress.
"Psst! Bra!" Goten whispered. He did the 'come here' signal.
Bra folded her arms across her chest (something she picked up from her father, evidently) and walked over to them. She caught Trunks in the act of rolling his eyes.
"Hi," Goten said. "Look at you. It's been such a long time. What's up?"
There he was. The guy she'd had a crush on all her life stood before her now. The man it took her at least 4 years to get over now having the same effect he had on her all those years ago. "Nothing really. Just school and training. What about you?" Bra said, trying to sound at least slightly disinterested.
"Well, I've got a bit of funny news for you," Goten said. "I'm going to be teaching at your school. History. You're in one of my classes. Wild, huh?"
And Bra's world shattered. All within a breath Bra went from a carefree teenager to a panicky crush-ridden adolescent. Oh, what a year this would be.
~End Prologue~
--So, what do you think? I've never been good at ending things and it's probably not a very original idea. It just hit me all of a sudden and I thought it would be funny to do something like that. Of course the first part is kind of a bore because I had to establish the situation, but maybe future chapters will be better....I hope.
--Oh, yeah. To those of you who are really into specifics, forget it. There's probably very little in this story that coincides with the DBZ or DBGT series.
--And as always, the disclaimer. If I owned any of these characters, I wouldn't be HERE doing stories on them. I'd be out corrupting the world with this swill. And let's be honest, NOBODY would want that.