Taming of the Miko

 

 

**Rei Tsukino:  Fiery Bitch**

 

Mamoru Chiba:  Model, Playboy, and your average pig headed boy

 

 

Gohan walked into his writing class, his teacher:  Mr. Jet Black, big, bald, bearded, and mean with homework assignments.  Gohan handed him the transfer note.  He scanned it briefly.  “Welcome to your senior year at Juuban, take the empty seat behind Mamoru.”  He directed.

 

Gohan went to his seat. 

 

“Hey Rei, visit Mr. S’s main squeeze yet today?”  Mamoru asked, referring to Counselor Faye Valentine.  Mamoru ran a hand through his silky black locks and shot a sexy grin at the dark haired beauty. 

 

“Hey Mamoru, drain the world’s supply of mousse yet?”  Rei bit back while throwing an evil glare at him.

 

“Hey twiddle dum and twiddle doo, shut up in my classroom!”  Mr. Black called out roughly.  “Now, today we will be writing some—“

 

The door squeaked loudly as it opened and Trunks stuck his head in the crack.  “What I miss?”  He asked flashing a trademark smile at the teacher.

 

      “The moral issues of Mamoru and his three hundred dollar pants.”  Rei responded nonchalantly while glancing over her shoulder at the lilac haired ‘rebel’. 

 

Trunks looked thoughtful for a moment.  “…Good.”  He pulled his head back in and slammed the door shut.

 

“Hey!  Briefs!  Get your ass back in class!”  Mr. Black yelled but the boy was already down the hallway heading for the quad. 

 

Gohan leaned back in his chair, he was definitely going to just lean back and enjoy the show.

 

“That, my friend, is your Goddess’s cousin.  If you even want to think about drooling over Usagi, you have to go through her first.”  Quatre told him quietly. 

 

Gohan gulped as he watched Rei kick the kid in the shin that sat in front of her for wearing to much cologne.  This was going to be harder than he thought.