I'd Do Anything For You: The Great Saiyaman, To the Rescue!
Disclaimer: DBZ's not mine!! Well, hey, I wish it was but ya know... *sigh*.. Anything that's not related to DBZ however is probably mine. I don't know if I've used any original stuff in the fic so far but I'm saying it just in case!
Author's Note: This is my *first* DBZ fic. Well, it kinda is - it was the first one I posted. I just decided to revise some of it to make it look nicer and stuff, and to fix some errors. Yup! So, on with the fic after I post a quick key:
[ message ] = Change of places as in scenary, location, etc. I won't use this very much, but it's still here!
::* message *:: = A character's thoughts. You should be able to guess whose they are, from what's being said and such.
"message" = Normal talking. This is where everyone rolls their eyes and says "Duh"! I know, I know, I just felt like stating the obvious.
~*~ = Kinda like the end of a mini-section within the chapter.
This is rated PG-13 for language, and some brief romance stuff. Not that bad, you hentais! As in cute lil kawaii thingies.. *Cough*. You'll see. The only biggie is the bad words!
Enough warnings, on with the fic!
I'd Do Anything For You
~*~
Gohan looked down onto the papers on his desk.
So boring...
The professor's voice drawled on and on, lecturing to the 50 or so students about the history of the landscape. Nearby, a girl slipped out of her chair and fell down with a soft *thunk*, snoring, while on the other side of the class, a long-haired boy started hitting himself in the forehead with his text book. The dullness of the room was suddenly broken by a loud beeping. The professor continued talking in a monotone, used to the sound of Videl's cell.
Videl blinked then yanked a small cell out of her bag and flipped it open.
"Videl here. What's the problem?"
This was followed by a few 'mm-hm's and 'I see', Erasa turning her head to watch her quizzically as she raised an eyebrow.
"Okay. I'm there."
The raven-haired girl flicked the phone shut and shoved it into her bag. She swiped it up and ran down the steps to stand by the door, waving to the professor while speaking quickly that she had to go right away, there was a hold-up at a nearby bank. The professor nodded.
"I understand that your community service comes before your schoolwork. Go on."
The girl pivoted and ran out the door, her hair flying out behind her. Gohan raised his eyes slowly to watch the door as the sound of her footsteps echoed in the corridor...
The Great Saiyaman will be there soon enough. Jeez, that sounds so cool!
~*~
Bulma grabbed Trunks by the scruff of his neck.
"Stop it!! Goten, put that down.. right.. NOW!!"
The spiky-haired boy blinked, dropping the vase immediately, letting it smash on the floor, and staring up at his friend's mother while Trunks stayed suspended in midair, struggling vainly to escape his mother's grip.
"How many times do I hafta tell you!! No training in the living room, go outside!!"
"Aww, jeez, Mom.."
"DO NOT ARGUE WITH ME!!"
Trunks and Goten soon found themselves being flung out the door into the front yard. Blinking, they turned to look at each other, then burst into giggles.
Trunks turned his head back to look up at Goten's cloud, Cirrus, a smirk forming on his lips as his friend continued to laugh hysterically.
Well, at least I got to practice using household appliances as weapons *once*...
~*~
Gohan slipped up onto the stairs, then out onto the roof. It was hard to get out of class this time; he had a reputation of asking to use the bathroom then never coming back. He ran behind the large building then pressed a button on his wristwatch, a large grin forming on his lips.
"The Great Saiyaman, to the RESCUE!"
With a flash of blinding light, the son of Goku was covered quickly with a helmet, cape, and armor. Posing, holding his right arm up at a steep diagonal and his left arm the opposite, he pulled them in forming an X in front of his chest.
"Defender of the innocent, upholder of justice, I am... the Great---- Saiyaman!!"
With that, Gohan turned and leapt off the railing, soaring through the air while grinning widely.
That sounded soooo good!
~*~
Videl clicked a few buttons, changing the helicopter to auto-pilot. She leaned out the window, looking down below, several stories - Three men were standing outside of the bank, more were probably inside. Surrounding the entire building were several police cars, all with their lights flashing, the officers hiding behind them, guns loaded. The police captain had said that there were hostages inside, probably about 30 or so customers, and about 20 employees. Smirking, she turned, flicking another button that would leave the helicopter suspended in midair until she summoned it by remote control. Grabbing a rope, she threw it outside the door and latched it to a hook behind her. Grabbing onto it firmly with gloved hands, Videl vaulted down out of the copter onto the roof of the bank, landing carefully.
Time to kick some ass.
~*~
Gohan sped through the air, searching the ground below.
Where the hell did she go..??
A sound of screeching sirens reached his ears, along with the yells of obviously nervous police.
"Release the hostages!! Release them, and we'll let you go by!"
He looked down, squinting his eyes to stare through his visor to the ground below. Ah, there they were. It was obvious that Videl was there, by the hovering yellow helicopter stationed directly over the bank. A rope was extended from it...
She's already in.
Gohan sped down, almost becoming a blur before he quickly phased out, reappearing standing on the rooftop. Leaning over, he peered down through the skylights. There were armed men all around, hostages in one corner, hands over heads - but where was Videl?
There was a sound of firing guns and a loud yell of fury.
"Get outta my way!!"
The Great Saiyaman ran around the skylight to look through it in a different direction. The raven-haired girl was in the midst of basically beating the crap of several of the thugs in the lobby room. She slammed her fist powerfully into the single crook left standing and floored him, then ran past his falling form into the room beyond. Gohan gasped slightly as he looked into the room beyond the next.
She has *no* idea what she's going to be up against!
~*~
Goten yelled gleefully as Trunks charged at him and he flipped to the side, easily avoiding the attack. The lavender-haired boy snarled as he spun and stayed in midair, letting loose a flurry of punches and kicks at his friend and current opponent. Goku's son responded with attacks of his own, blocking each of Trunks with an arm or leg, not allowing any hits through.
Wow, this is fun!!
Bulma gazed outside the window at the two boys. She felt silly yelling at them to not train in the house, considering it was Vegeta's main priority to make his son better than Goku's own. But they always managed to find another way. She turned, turning her head to the side slightly as she heard the TV switch from it's usual quiet talking to a loud urgent voice.
"There's a bank robbery on 43rd street. Hostages are inside along with workers, each fearing for their lives. A large gang is refusing to release them and has yet to release their conditions. More on this later."
The woman turned, blinking as a picture of the bank was shown.
What was that on the roof? It looks like... like...
She gasped as realization hit her.
Gohan!!
~*~
The spiky black-haired boy slammed a fist into the skylight, shattering it easily as he leapt in. Several men turned their heads upwards towards the intruder, then quickly let loose a volley of bullets. Gohan flipped to the side in midair, avoiding them easily.
"Drop your weapons, you fiends!"
Speeding down, he spun, grabbing two guns with each hand and twisting them together. He dropped them at the feet of the gaping robbers and then turned to the last armed man in the room. He phased, then reappeared behind him, tapping him lightly on the shoulder. The crook gasped, and skidded backwards, slamming into a nearby wall as Gohan's fist connected with his chin. Gohan than flipped again, landing two kicks on the two standing men's chests. They too fell into the walls, landing alongside their fallen comrade. Gohan dusted his hands off and walked forward, then leapt into the air, flying through the open door.
::*Videl, wait up!!*::
~*~
To be continued...
~*~
First chapter all up and stuff! So, did ya like it? Or no like? Your call on that! Please review to tell me your thoughts and any suggestions. Ja!
Notice: The chapters will eventually begin to get longer than this. Seriously, trust me on that!
Disclaimer: DBZ's not mine!! Well, hey, I wish it was but ya know... *sigh*.. Anything that's not related to DBZ however is probably mine. I don't know if I've used any original stuff in the fic so far but I'm saying it just in case!
Author's Note: This is my *first* DBZ fic. Well, it kinda is - it was the first one I posted. I just decided to revise some of it to make it look nicer and stuff, and to fix some errors. Yup! So, on with the fic after I post a quick key:
[ message ] = Change of places as in scenary, location, etc. I won't use this very much, but it's still here!
::* message *:: = A character's thoughts. You should be able to guess whose they are, from what's being said and such.
"message" = Normal talking. This is where everyone rolls their eyes and says "Duh"! I know, I know, I just felt like stating the obvious.
~*~ = Kinda like the end of a mini-section within the chapter.
This is rated PG-13 for language, and some brief romance stuff. Not that bad, you hentais! As in cute lil kawaii thingies.. *Cough*. You'll see. The only biggie is the bad words!
Enough warnings, on with the fic!
I'd Do Anything For You
~*~
Gohan looked down onto the papers on his desk.
So boring...
The professor's voice drawled on and on, lecturing to the 50 or so students about the history of the landscape. Nearby, a girl slipped out of her chair and fell down with a soft *thunk*, snoring, while on the other side of the class, a long-haired boy started hitting himself in the forehead with his text book. The dullness of the room was suddenly broken by a loud beeping. The professor continued talking in a monotone, used to the sound of Videl's cell.
Videl blinked then yanked a small cell out of her bag and flipped it open.
"Videl here. What's the problem?"
This was followed by a few 'mm-hm's and 'I see', Erasa turning her head to watch her quizzically as she raised an eyebrow.
"Okay. I'm there."
The raven-haired girl flicked the phone shut and shoved it into her bag. She swiped it up and ran down the steps to stand by the door, waving to the professor while speaking quickly that she had to go right away, there was a hold-up at a nearby bank. The professor nodded.
"I understand that your community service comes before your schoolwork. Go on."
The girl pivoted and ran out the door, her hair flying out behind her. Gohan raised his eyes slowly to watch the door as the sound of her footsteps echoed in the corridor...
The Great Saiyaman will be there soon enough. Jeez, that sounds so cool!
~*~
Bulma grabbed Trunks by the scruff of his neck.
"Stop it!! Goten, put that down.. right.. NOW!!"
The spiky-haired boy blinked, dropping the vase immediately, letting it smash on the floor, and staring up at his friend's mother while Trunks stayed suspended in midair, struggling vainly to escape his mother's grip.
"How many times do I hafta tell you!! No training in the living room, go outside!!"
"Aww, jeez, Mom.."
"DO NOT ARGUE WITH ME!!"
Trunks and Goten soon found themselves being flung out the door into the front yard. Blinking, they turned to look at each other, then burst into giggles.
Trunks turned his head back to look up at Goten's cloud, Cirrus, a smirk forming on his lips as his friend continued to laugh hysterically.
Well, at least I got to practice using household appliances as weapons *once*...
~*~
Gohan slipped up onto the stairs, then out onto the roof. It was hard to get out of class this time; he had a reputation of asking to use the bathroom then never coming back. He ran behind the large building then pressed a button on his wristwatch, a large grin forming on his lips.
"The Great Saiyaman, to the RESCUE!"
With a flash of blinding light, the son of Goku was covered quickly with a helmet, cape, and armor. Posing, holding his right arm up at a steep diagonal and his left arm the opposite, he pulled them in forming an X in front of his chest.
"Defender of the innocent, upholder of justice, I am... the Great---- Saiyaman!!"
With that, Gohan turned and leapt off the railing, soaring through the air while grinning widely.
That sounded soooo good!
~*~
Videl clicked a few buttons, changing the helicopter to auto-pilot. She leaned out the window, looking down below, several stories - Three men were standing outside of the bank, more were probably inside. Surrounding the entire building were several police cars, all with their lights flashing, the officers hiding behind them, guns loaded. The police captain had said that there were hostages inside, probably about 30 or so customers, and about 20 employees. Smirking, she turned, flicking another button that would leave the helicopter suspended in midair until she summoned it by remote control. Grabbing a rope, she threw it outside the door and latched it to a hook behind her. Grabbing onto it firmly with gloved hands, Videl vaulted down out of the copter onto the roof of the bank, landing carefully.
Time to kick some ass.
~*~
Gohan sped through the air, searching the ground below.
Where the hell did she go..??
A sound of screeching sirens reached his ears, along with the yells of obviously nervous police.
"Release the hostages!! Release them, and we'll let you go by!"
He looked down, squinting his eyes to stare through his visor to the ground below. Ah, there they were. It was obvious that Videl was there, by the hovering yellow helicopter stationed directly over the bank. A rope was extended from it...
She's already in.
Gohan sped down, almost becoming a blur before he quickly phased out, reappearing standing on the rooftop. Leaning over, he peered down through the skylights. There were armed men all around, hostages in one corner, hands over heads - but where was Videl?
There was a sound of firing guns and a loud yell of fury.
"Get outta my way!!"
The Great Saiyaman ran around the skylight to look through it in a different direction. The raven-haired girl was in the midst of basically beating the crap of several of the thugs in the lobby room. She slammed her fist powerfully into the single crook left standing and floored him, then ran past his falling form into the room beyond. Gohan gasped slightly as he looked into the room beyond the next.
She has *no* idea what she's going to be up against!
~*~
Goten yelled gleefully as Trunks charged at him and he flipped to the side, easily avoiding the attack. The lavender-haired boy snarled as he spun and stayed in midair, letting loose a flurry of punches and kicks at his friend and current opponent. Goku's son responded with attacks of his own, blocking each of Trunks with an arm or leg, not allowing any hits through.
Wow, this is fun!!
Bulma gazed outside the window at the two boys. She felt silly yelling at them to not train in the house, considering it was Vegeta's main priority to make his son better than Goku's own. But they always managed to find another way. She turned, turning her head to the side slightly as she heard the TV switch from it's usual quiet talking to a loud urgent voice.
"There's a bank robbery on 43rd street. Hostages are inside along with workers, each fearing for their lives. A large gang is refusing to release them and has yet to release their conditions. More on this later."
The woman turned, blinking as a picture of the bank was shown.
What was that on the roof? It looks like... like...
She gasped as realization hit her.
Gohan!!
~*~
The spiky black-haired boy slammed a fist into the skylight, shattering it easily as he leapt in. Several men turned their heads upwards towards the intruder, then quickly let loose a volley of bullets. Gohan flipped to the side in midair, avoiding them easily.
"Drop your weapons, you fiends!"
Speeding down, he spun, grabbing two guns with each hand and twisting them together. He dropped them at the feet of the gaping robbers and then turned to the last armed man in the room. He phased, then reappeared behind him, tapping him lightly on the shoulder. The crook gasped, and skidded backwards, slamming into a nearby wall as Gohan's fist connected with his chin. Gohan than flipped again, landing two kicks on the two standing men's chests. They too fell into the walls, landing alongside their fallen comrade. Gohan dusted his hands off and walked forward, then leapt into the air, flying through the open door.
::*Videl, wait up!!*::
~*~
To be continued...
~*~
First chapter all up and stuff! So, did ya like it? Or no like? Your call on that! Please review to tell me your thoughts and any suggestions. Ja!
Notice: The chapters will eventually begin to get longer than this. Seriously, trust me on that!