Blonde DiscoveryTitle: Blonde DiscoveryBlonde Discovery by ShadowMajin
Rating: PG (K+)
Sentence Starter: Try seeing this from my point of view...!
It had troubled her since he arrived. The ultimate mystery to ever grace the halls of Orange Star High. Its very existence defied the laws of physics, gravity, and a bunch of other scientific mumbo-jumbo. Textbooks could be written to explain the phenomenon that she sure as hell couldn't.
Everyday, she stared at the thing, wishing she could uncover its secrets. How was it possible it could exist? No amount of experimenting had achieved the results that it had. It was almost as if it was mocking her with its presence; that she could never know how it was created and maintained.
She just had to know.
With her blue eyes, she once more inspected the sight. Just as it was the day before, it looked as if it had been made
Just Friends, Huh?As she piloted her Jet Copter, flying towards Mount Paozu, Videl ran her hand through her newly cut hair. She still couldn't believe she had cut her hair short, and for a boy no less. It was so unlike her. But she couldn't help it.Just Friends, Huh? by MissKisa
She, Videl Satan, was crushing on Son Gohan.
It wasn't supposed to happen. Videl Satan did not have crushes on boys. Or so she thought Before she knew it, she found herself falling for this naïve, kind, adorable and very handsome boy. This boy who had innocently suggested that she cut her hair.
She sighed. Like it could change anything. It was obvious that Gohan didn't feel the same way for her, and it wasn't a new haircut that would change that. But she couldn't help but hope. Hope that he would like it, hope that he would notice her, look at her, find her pretty
I really need to stop dreaming.
Seeing the two Son brothers run in the grassy fields from the distance, Videl got ready to land. Slowly, she descended her Copter to th
Meet the SatansTitle: Meet the SatansMeet the Satans by ShadowMajin
Rating: PG (K+)
Challenge: Meet the Parents
Gohan resisted the urge to pull at his collar. What was it with his mom and wearing suits? Yeah, he could understand wearing it to his father's funeraland even slightly the date with Angelabut to meet Mr. Satan when she didn't even like him? That completely baffled him.
The Son boy stood in front of the gated entrance to the world famous Satan Mansion. It was barely noon already and the demi-saiyan felt a bit hot from his yellow suit and white dress shirt. Currently his tie was attempting homicide by asphyxiation but it didn't quite have the complete choking grip on him.
Videl had warned him during her flight training that her father wouldn't like the fact she was at a boy's house. She even told him that he should keep quiet about it until she revealed
Surprise for Three Special OccasionsAge 790, Mount Paozu, 2:43 p.m. It’s a peaceful day today, and all is well at the Son residence. It’s been months since Omega Shenron had been defeated, and young Stephen Hatchilock was glad that he got what he deserved. He remembered fighting him as Syn Shenron, and it was an uneasy thought to think about, as that one defeat led to his first death. He had always feared Death itself, but never had he experienced it before. That is, until he challenged the evil dragon at North City’s ruins. The time he spent in the Other World wasn’t as long as he thought it would be, but he still hated the fact that he chose to lose his life over escaping from his opponent, or was it fate that brought him to the world of the dead? Either way, he had trained with King Kai as long as he could, and had mastered his Kaio-ken technique at long last. Stephen had also contributed to the very Spirit Bomb that had killed Omega that certain day of the dragon’s demise. He had also leSurprise for Three Special Occasions by TempestVortex
Sharpshot, Ch. 2: It's All About the FamilyWest Village: an industrial town where a fair amount of the population either sold stuff or invented things. But one of the most well-known companies there was the world-famous Capsule Corporations Industries, run by Dr. Brief and his daughter, Bulma Brief. The Briefs family were somewhat strange, depending on how one saw them, but each one was intelligent in their own right. Not to mention, Bulma herself was the mate to Vegeta, the former Saiyan Prince. At first, he lived a life of evil and treated others lowly, even though the race happened to dwindle following a massacre from a former enemy of the heroes.Sharpshot, Ch. 2: It's All About the Family by TempestVortex
For the longest time running, he wanted to assure that he eventually got his revenge on Goku, and would therefore be the one to kill him. But within time, he finally realized that taking his life wasn't necessary anymore. As long as he didn't lag behind him in strength forever, he was rather content with this "new" friendly rivalry the two carried.
The Saiyan was on the building's
Spiraling Chapter 2SpiralingSpiraling Chapter 2 by CM-Chan
Chapter 2 - In Your Own Time
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z or claim any of its characters. This is all thanks to the wonderful Akira Toriyama.
Videl once believed she had her entire life figured out. She had envisioned overcoming her father and becoming champion of the World Martial Arts Tournament, showing the all the world the hard work she had put into herself. She always imagined officially joining the police force after graduating from high school and rising through the ranks to become chief. She wanted to be like a general who led their troops from the front lines and take down any criminals who caused trouble for her city. It may have not been the entire world she saved, as her father did, but she would make a safe living for the citizens of her town. People would remember her name for her own valiant deeds. She was going to be the hero and nobody could hold her back except herself.
"I am the Great Saiyaman! Defender of truth! Protector of the innocent! Up
GhVi Week: Take 2fTitle: GhVi Week: Take 2fGhVi Week: Take 2f by SweetestIrony
Rating: PG (K+)
Shes kicking! Quick, Gohan-kun!
Gohan jumped, then sprinted over and fell to his knees, bending his head and pressing his ear to the bare stomach of his wife. She had her shirt pulled up to expose the stretched skin of her belly, her hands braced on either side of it, her face twitching with slight winces.
He listened intently for a moment, one hand flat beside hers, when a nudge pressed up against his palm and his face lit up.
Wow, he whispered. Shes so strong.
I know... Her face twisted again, her lips tightening. Believe me, I know.
He looked up at her and guilt filled his eyes.
Oh, Videl-san... Is she hurting you?
A little... Videl tried to smile, but it was twisted and strained. Gohans guilt intensified and he put both
A Disturbed Savior: Chapter 35A Disturbed Savior: Chapter 35 by Zi-Dawg
A Disturbed Savior: I Blame You
Disclaimer : I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT OR ANYTHING DRAGONBALL RELATED FOR THAT MATTER. ALL OF THAT IS PROPERTY OF AKIRA TORIYAMA, TOEI AND FUNIMATION.
"Class if you will, please turn to page Four Hundred Twenty Six so that we can begin today's lesson." Each of the 22 students in class complied and started flipping their books. most of them threw their foreheads to the books after looking over what they were going to be learning on this day. Calculus, the evil of all maths subjects. At least that's what the middle school students thought. Whispers began echoing around the classroom, students asking other students if anyone knew how to do any of the material placed before them. In the midst of all the classwork, there was one group of kids that was short two of their regulars.
"Anyone hear anything about Videl? No one's seen or heard from her since Saturday. I can't help but worry. You don't think she's, ya know?
Good Will(All of the other SaiyansGood Will by SunnyHinata
used to laugh and call him names
they never let poor Raditz
join in any Saiyan games.)
"Vegeta, did you ever talk to Raditz?" Goku, attempting to make conversation with his long lost Saiyan cousin who had been newly found nearly 15 years ago, tried to ask a question that he thought Vegeta might find fit to answer. But, of course asking the Saiyan Prince any question that wasn't strictly related to fighting, strategy or food, might have been a pointless endeavor.
"Obviously. We were put into situations that we were forced to communicate in. It was strictly business. I didn't speak to him if I didn't have to. He was almost as much as a blundering fool as you are," Vegeta stated, quite matter-of-factly, we might add. He then appeared to glare out the window of his home as all the other party goers converged in the kitchen. You see, our lovable oaf had taken the time to come and talk to Vegeta on the eve of Jesus' birth, because heaven knows nary any other soul wo
Monkey Science -- Chapter 3Title: Monkey ScienceMonkey Science -- Chapter 3 by ShadowMajin
Rating: PG (K+)
Challenge: Bonus Day
Debris was piled everywhere, no sign of life anywhere. The sky was clear of clouds, allowing the sight of stars to be seen for the first time in quite some while. A gentle breeze blew by, causing the surrounding meadow of grass to wave like an ocean of green.
It was then one of the piles of rubble began to shake and fall apart. Emerging was the ruffled form of Dr. Gero and one with an infuriated expression on his face. His clothes were torn; various scraps, cuts, and bruise were visible on his visible skin.
His lab ruined. His whole life, his work, gone in an instant. This wasn't how it was suppose to happen. That monster wasn't supposed to occur, especially after all the calculations and research he had gone through to get to this point.
Monkey Science -- Chapter 2Title: Monkey ScienceMonkey Science -- Chapter 2 by ShadowMajin
Rating: PG (K+)
Challenge: Bonus Day
It hurt. Oh Kami, did it hurt. What did they do to him? He felt like every part of his body was burning and screaming pain. He could barely move without wanting to crawl into a little ball and die.
Gohan could've sworn someone had mentioned some kind of pain-killer, one that he really wanted right now, but someone said no. Gohan wasn't able to hear the rationale behind it, but right now all he cared about was his suffering body and how he could possibly end it.
A spasm wracked his body, causing him to let out a whimper. He was back in his little room, thankfully placed on his bed rather than dropped on the floor. A small comfort at the moment, though his sheets were nearly damp from the amount of sweat that dripped right off of him.
As the pain
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