Not An Exact Copy [Gohan x OC]

Ch. 22

Year Five

She couldn't stop the shivers this time as she walked down the street to her home, still in broad daylight.

It's been a couple of years since Nachi had been forced to go to a public school in Satan City. She was thankful that she would start high school within the next few months, since she was now the appropriate age of 16 to do so. That meant there was more broader space, and she wouldn't have to surround herself with the idiots that ogled her in the halls.

Well, there will still be idiots, but now she would have more spaces to escape to since she couldn't exactly fight them, considering Bulma worked hard for her to even stay in the school due to the distance.

Over the years, she had blossomed into a beautiful teen. Her haired stayed in the same shape and style, only it grew a bit past her bottom so it reached her mid-thighs. Bulma insisted to cut it, but she denied it as quick. There was no way she trusted that woman with scissors in her hands.

Her facial features grew sharper, losing the adolescent fat lingering around, even if she didn't have much due to the constant training her father put her through. She would have to thank him some point in life for keeping her in constant shape.

Much to the dismay of Vegeta, her body filled out with generous curves that originated from her mother. It didn't help that Nachi constantly wore her spandex as a usual outfit when out in West City, so it attracted unwanted attention for him and for her.

He was even more frustrated to know that she remained oblivious to the looks. Then again, he was also grateful for her clueless nature, lest he wanted to be a grandfather at an early age.

Anyways.

Though Bulma had sent the girl to school to make friends, she didn't make a single one. Nachi had complained that the Satan girl got on her nerves quite often and said in her own words that she thought she was better than everyone. Though, the girl also admitted she'd rather have her company during school hours than the other imbeciles she hung out with.

Erasa was a ditzy blonde who was only interested in boys, her brother was only interested in girls, her included, Tisha was only interested in shopping, and lastly...

Well, Angela was another being to her. That girl never liked her from the start, and it was a quite a coincidence that the red-head over the years had started wearing contacts, so now her green eyes were masked with purple.

Hmph. As if the girl could actually pull off her eyes.

Unfortunately, Bulma couldn't convince Chichi to send Gohan to the same school as Nachi since she'd prefer him home, and plus, she needed help with Goten. Bulma understood, as well as Nachi. She wasn't going to force her friend to attend the school. It was for the better anyways; it would save him the trouble of interacting with a bunch of gossiping teenagers.

Speaking of Gohan...

"Hey, Nach'!"

Standing there in front of CC, along with the little Goku look-alike, was Gohan. He had grown much taller, standing tall and broad. His muscles were more defined and his facial features were still losing the adolescent fat around, but he still looked like the goofy preteen she'd known for years.

Goten, the little boy who was a year younger than Trunks, immediately ran for Nachi as she approached the door and tackled her legs in a hug. "Nachi! We missed you! It's been months since you visited!" He pouted up at her.

Nachi laughed through her nose and ruffled his hair. "Sorry, little tyke. I've been a bit busy with my schooling and all," she murmured. "Why don't we all go inside and look for my little brother, eh?"