Hey everyone, what's up? I am the Tin Man (it's a nickname chosen by some
of my friends). I spent a while trying to decide whether to make this
serious or humorous, and I decided to try to make it mostly serious, but
how can I help but poke fun at poor, innocent Gohan? Just so you know, I
will probably have trouble, seeing as this is my first fic, but I'm hoping
that it works out. Just so everyone knows, this starts with the
registration for the 25th World Martial Arts Tournament (If someone could
give me the Japanese for that, I'd be happy. I know it's Tenkaichi
Bsomething, but oh well). Everything is the same, except Goku is back from
the dead, and Yamcha is a baseball player, but that is common, so I just
decided to start with the registration, where my changes are. Just as a
forewarning, I'm not a big fan of the Buu series, so I'm going to
abbreviate it, though I'm still not completely sure how. Well, here it
goes! Sorry this chapter is long, but I just wanted to get the whole
qualifying stuff out of the way.
A/N- Whenever I use -text- it is someone thinking to themselves
Disclaimer: Now why would I be doing this if I owned DBZ?
Chapter 1: Gohan's Big Mistake
"I guess we have nothing to do but register," Goku said impatiently, "then we can go eat!"
"Kakarot, is food all that you can think of?" Whined our not-so-friendly neighborhood prince of all Saiyans.
Goku just flashed the grin that all of us know and love.
"So why are you wearing that silly costume again Gohan?" asked an ever-so inquisitive Goten.
"I don't want anyone at school to know it's me!"
"How come?"
"I just don't!"
"Would all of you like to register for the tournament?" Asked the monk at the desk
"Not all of us, just ten" stated Piccolo in his usual tone of voice, the one that makes it sound he really doesn't care about anything, and that if you are irritating you just might find yourself wanting the Namekian ability to regenerate limbs. As he said this, Bulma, ChiChi, the Ox King, Master Roshi, Chiaotzu, and Marron stepped off, leaving Goku, Gohan, Vegeta, Piccolo, Krillin, #18, Tien, Yamcha, Trunks, and Goten to sign up.
Addressing Piccolo, the monk said "Sir, are you feeling all right? You appear to be green."
"So what if I am?" Piccolo said as he gave his own version of the Vegeta Death GlareTM
"Ah, never mind. Anyway, I see we have two entries for the junior division" This was clearly the second wrong thing he had said in a row, as the faces on the two little boys became quickly outraged.
"WHAT?! JUNIOR DIVISION?! I WANNA FIGHT WITH THE GROWN-UPS!" Whined an offended Goten
"NO FAIR! WE'RE STRONGER THAN MOST OF THE ADULTS, I WANT A CHALLENGE, NOT SOME BAKA KID THAT DOESN'T KNOW A THING ABOUT FIGHTING!" Screamed a thoroughly irritated (to put it softly) Trunks
"I'm terribly sorry, but the rules were changed after too many children were injured in previous tournaments."
"Big brother! Do you hear what they're saying! It's not fair!!"
"I know Goten, but just think that this will make it easier for you to get prize money, they give out 5 million zeni for the winner of the junior tournament, and 2 million for the runner up. Just think of all the toys you can get with that!" stated the ever-rational Gohan.
"So, what are your names?"
"I'm Goten! This is my friend Trunks!"
"Hey, I can speak for myself, you dummy!"
"Oops, sorry Trunks!" chirped Goten with a grin identical to his father's
"Okay, you two can go, so what are your names, or what would you like to be called?"
"I'm Goku!"
"Vegeta"
"Piccolo"
-lively duo, aren't they?- thought the monk
"I'm Krillin, that's two l's."
"Tien" got a strange look from the monk at his third eye, but remembering the situation with Piccolo, he decided to keep quiet. Then he noticed the next in line was an attractive, skinny woman who didn't exactly appear to be the fighting type, save the serious look on her face the never wavered. Even so, the monk said, through a lapse of judgment that he had with Tien, "I'm sorry Ma'am, this line is for registering participants only." He expected an apology, but the next thing he knew the woman threw a punch that landed millimeters in front of his face.
"What did you say?"
"I..I'm s-sorry. P-please d-don't hurt me!"
"Just right me down as number 18"
"Y-yes Ma'am!" Then, as he saw the second to last person, he almost fainted with shock. "Kami! It's Yamcha! Can I have your autograph?"
"Sure." Said Yamcha while taking the pen and paper, "Just sign me up for the tournament!"
"Of course!"
Now the last person in this group, -hey, that guy looks familiar, oh well- thought the monk.
"I'm Gohan" he said calmly
To this, Vegeta simply smirked.
They had all gone to meet up with the others, when suddenly.
"OH NO!!!! What did I do?" shouted Gohan
"What are you talking about" asked Goku
"I just realized that I am registered as Gohan, not saiyaman!"
At this, Vegeta burst out laughing that evil laugh of his, saying "I wondered how long you would take to realize that! I'm proud to say it would have taken Kakarot twice as long! Not that that is saying much!"
"What did I do?"
"Well look at the bright side Gohan," said Goten, "Now you don't have to worry about keeping your identity secret and not going super!"
"I guess you're right. Oh well."
"ATTENTION ALL REGISTERED PARTICIPANTS IN THE YOUTH DIVISION, THE JUNIOR TOURNAMENT IS ABOUT TO BEGIN, AND TO ALL ADULT PARTICIPANTS THE QUALIFYING ROUNDS ARE ABOUT TO BEGIN"
"Well I guess that means we'll be splitting up now."
"Good luck Goten and Trunks!"
The huge area set aside for the qualifying round was packed with contestants. Most huge, but some you could tell had great experience and form. Strange enough to Gohan, he spotted a girl from his school OTHER than Videl. Her name was Carolyn. She was about 5'4" skinny build, and red hair, often in pig tails. She was fairly athletic, especially compared to most of the girls at Orange Star High, but nothing phenomenal, and Gohan could sense that her Ki wasn't very high either. He was wondering why on earth she would be at the tournament, when suddenly he felt someone strong for a human, but still nothing compared to the Z fighters punch him in the stomach. He didn't even flinch, which shocked Videl as she thought she punched fairly hard, but he did look away from Carolyn to see Videl standing there, with her pretty standard impatient look on her face.
"What in Kami's name are you staring at Gohan? And why aren't you in your saiyaman suit?"
"Oh, sorry. I was just wondering why Carolyn is here, and I kind of made the mistake of registering as Gohan"
"Wow Gohan, I thought you were smart, anyways, who's here?"
"Carolyn, from our school, she's over there, by herself."
"Wow, that's weird, you'd think that she actually entered the tournament, but that can't be, she's way too small."
"Look who's talking Videl"
Videl shot him a death glare that would make Vegeta proud and said "Who cares anyway, it's not like she'd stand a chance against anyone here, much less my dad for the title!"
Gohan sighed, he really wanted to tell Videl the truth about her father, but he couldn't find the heart. Maybe after the tournament when her dad is easily defeated by anyone of the Z fighters, or even Videl. As he thought this, the announcer came out with his megaphone to announce the qualifying round.
"Our new method of qualifying is to use a punching machine to measure your strength, so will all registered fighters get in line, while the proper used is demonstrated by the reigning champion, Hercule!"
At this, everyone started cheering, except for the Z fighters, two strangers, Videl, and one red-headed girl that nobody had noticed was in line.
"Gohan, why aren't you and your friends cheering, you know, my dad is the one that saved the world from Cell."
This earned a burst of laughter from Krillin that was quickly silenced by the flicker of gold that quickly came and left that appeared around Gohan.
"We're ummm trying to... concentrate on our fight, yeah that's it!" Stuttered an obviously lying Gohan
Videl knew he was lying, but decided not to proceed with the interrogation as her buffoon of a father was babbling about him and her being in the finals, and that of course he'd win, but he'd make it worth seeing. -Like I haven't heard any of this before.- After a painful speech, that was received by cheers and photographs galore, Hercule prepared to make the demonstration. He concentrated as much as he could, and punched with all his might, and got a score of 137. As he left the area, Hercule said "I sure could use a challenge, could someone please score over 100?"
For a while, the punches were quite lame, but then came Videl. She walked up to the machine, and concentrated with all her might and punched with as much force as she could. She looked up, and nearly fainted along with the monks when she looked up at her score- she scored a 725! That was over 5 times higher than her dad's! Most everyone was shocked, save 8 fighters who were shaking their heads, 2 fighters with odd skin color, and one young redhead who just stood with her head down, as it had been for the whole day. Things became a bit more interesting when Gohan & co. went to use the machine.
I really don't feel like writing down all the reactions and such, as it would take a lot of effort on my part and you know generally what happens, so here are the scores for the Z-fighters
Goku- 324 Gohan- 312 Vegeta- 673 18- 267 Krillin- 289 Yamcha- 238 Piccolo- 334 Tien- 290
Needless to say, none of them tried, so it amazed the poor monks even more. After this, 3 more fighters scored over 200. The final group of fighters was told they could rest or watch the remainder of the junior tournament.
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Sooooo, how do you like it? Please review, I really want to know how I am doing, I'm really sorry, but the next chapter is either going to be very soon or very long, as I'm going away on Tuesday, July 23rd to the following Monday. In the meantime review, constructive criticism welcomed, but also self-esteem boosts are good too. Thanks for reading!!! -The Tin Man
A/N- Whenever I use -text- it is someone thinking to themselves
Disclaimer: Now why would I be doing this if I owned DBZ?
Chapter 1: Gohan's Big Mistake
"I guess we have nothing to do but register," Goku said impatiently, "then we can go eat!"
"Kakarot, is food all that you can think of?" Whined our not-so-friendly neighborhood prince of all Saiyans.
Goku just flashed the grin that all of us know and love.
"So why are you wearing that silly costume again Gohan?" asked an ever-so inquisitive Goten.
"I don't want anyone at school to know it's me!"
"How come?"
"I just don't!"
"Would all of you like to register for the tournament?" Asked the monk at the desk
"Not all of us, just ten" stated Piccolo in his usual tone of voice, the one that makes it sound he really doesn't care about anything, and that if you are irritating you just might find yourself wanting the Namekian ability to regenerate limbs. As he said this, Bulma, ChiChi, the Ox King, Master Roshi, Chiaotzu, and Marron stepped off, leaving Goku, Gohan, Vegeta, Piccolo, Krillin, #18, Tien, Yamcha, Trunks, and Goten to sign up.
Addressing Piccolo, the monk said "Sir, are you feeling all right? You appear to be green."
"So what if I am?" Piccolo said as he gave his own version of the Vegeta Death GlareTM
"Ah, never mind. Anyway, I see we have two entries for the junior division" This was clearly the second wrong thing he had said in a row, as the faces on the two little boys became quickly outraged.
"WHAT?! JUNIOR DIVISION?! I WANNA FIGHT WITH THE GROWN-UPS!" Whined an offended Goten
"NO FAIR! WE'RE STRONGER THAN MOST OF THE ADULTS, I WANT A CHALLENGE, NOT SOME BAKA KID THAT DOESN'T KNOW A THING ABOUT FIGHTING!" Screamed a thoroughly irritated (to put it softly) Trunks
"I'm terribly sorry, but the rules were changed after too many children were injured in previous tournaments."
"Big brother! Do you hear what they're saying! It's not fair!!"
"I know Goten, but just think that this will make it easier for you to get prize money, they give out 5 million zeni for the winner of the junior tournament, and 2 million for the runner up. Just think of all the toys you can get with that!" stated the ever-rational Gohan.
"So, what are your names?"
"I'm Goten! This is my friend Trunks!"
"Hey, I can speak for myself, you dummy!"
"Oops, sorry Trunks!" chirped Goten with a grin identical to his father's
"Okay, you two can go, so what are your names, or what would you like to be called?"
"I'm Goku!"
"Vegeta"
"Piccolo"
-lively duo, aren't they?- thought the monk
"I'm Krillin, that's two l's."
"Tien" got a strange look from the monk at his third eye, but remembering the situation with Piccolo, he decided to keep quiet. Then he noticed the next in line was an attractive, skinny woman who didn't exactly appear to be the fighting type, save the serious look on her face the never wavered. Even so, the monk said, through a lapse of judgment that he had with Tien, "I'm sorry Ma'am, this line is for registering participants only." He expected an apology, but the next thing he knew the woman threw a punch that landed millimeters in front of his face.
"What did you say?"
"I..I'm s-sorry. P-please d-don't hurt me!"
"Just right me down as number 18"
"Y-yes Ma'am!" Then, as he saw the second to last person, he almost fainted with shock. "Kami! It's Yamcha! Can I have your autograph?"
"Sure." Said Yamcha while taking the pen and paper, "Just sign me up for the tournament!"
"Of course!"
Now the last person in this group, -hey, that guy looks familiar, oh well- thought the monk.
"I'm Gohan" he said calmly
To this, Vegeta simply smirked.
They had all gone to meet up with the others, when suddenly.
"OH NO!!!! What did I do?" shouted Gohan
"What are you talking about" asked Goku
"I just realized that I am registered as Gohan, not saiyaman!"
At this, Vegeta burst out laughing that evil laugh of his, saying "I wondered how long you would take to realize that! I'm proud to say it would have taken Kakarot twice as long! Not that that is saying much!"
"What did I do?"
"Well look at the bright side Gohan," said Goten, "Now you don't have to worry about keeping your identity secret and not going super!"
"I guess you're right. Oh well."
"ATTENTION ALL REGISTERED PARTICIPANTS IN THE YOUTH DIVISION, THE JUNIOR TOURNAMENT IS ABOUT TO BEGIN, AND TO ALL ADULT PARTICIPANTS THE QUALIFYING ROUNDS ARE ABOUT TO BEGIN"
"Well I guess that means we'll be splitting up now."
"Good luck Goten and Trunks!"
The huge area set aside for the qualifying round was packed with contestants. Most huge, but some you could tell had great experience and form. Strange enough to Gohan, he spotted a girl from his school OTHER than Videl. Her name was Carolyn. She was about 5'4" skinny build, and red hair, often in pig tails. She was fairly athletic, especially compared to most of the girls at Orange Star High, but nothing phenomenal, and Gohan could sense that her Ki wasn't very high either. He was wondering why on earth she would be at the tournament, when suddenly he felt someone strong for a human, but still nothing compared to the Z fighters punch him in the stomach. He didn't even flinch, which shocked Videl as she thought she punched fairly hard, but he did look away from Carolyn to see Videl standing there, with her pretty standard impatient look on her face.
"What in Kami's name are you staring at Gohan? And why aren't you in your saiyaman suit?"
"Oh, sorry. I was just wondering why Carolyn is here, and I kind of made the mistake of registering as Gohan"
"Wow Gohan, I thought you were smart, anyways, who's here?"
"Carolyn, from our school, she's over there, by herself."
"Wow, that's weird, you'd think that she actually entered the tournament, but that can't be, she's way too small."
"Look who's talking Videl"
Videl shot him a death glare that would make Vegeta proud and said "Who cares anyway, it's not like she'd stand a chance against anyone here, much less my dad for the title!"
Gohan sighed, he really wanted to tell Videl the truth about her father, but he couldn't find the heart. Maybe after the tournament when her dad is easily defeated by anyone of the Z fighters, or even Videl. As he thought this, the announcer came out with his megaphone to announce the qualifying round.
"Our new method of qualifying is to use a punching machine to measure your strength, so will all registered fighters get in line, while the proper used is demonstrated by the reigning champion, Hercule!"
At this, everyone started cheering, except for the Z fighters, two strangers, Videl, and one red-headed girl that nobody had noticed was in line.
"Gohan, why aren't you and your friends cheering, you know, my dad is the one that saved the world from Cell."
This earned a burst of laughter from Krillin that was quickly silenced by the flicker of gold that quickly came and left that appeared around Gohan.
"We're ummm trying to... concentrate on our fight, yeah that's it!" Stuttered an obviously lying Gohan
Videl knew he was lying, but decided not to proceed with the interrogation as her buffoon of a father was babbling about him and her being in the finals, and that of course he'd win, but he'd make it worth seeing. -Like I haven't heard any of this before.- After a painful speech, that was received by cheers and photographs galore, Hercule prepared to make the demonstration. He concentrated as much as he could, and punched with all his might, and got a score of 137. As he left the area, Hercule said "I sure could use a challenge, could someone please score over 100?"
For a while, the punches were quite lame, but then came Videl. She walked up to the machine, and concentrated with all her might and punched with as much force as she could. She looked up, and nearly fainted along with the monks when she looked up at her score- she scored a 725! That was over 5 times higher than her dad's! Most everyone was shocked, save 8 fighters who were shaking their heads, 2 fighters with odd skin color, and one young redhead who just stood with her head down, as it had been for the whole day. Things became a bit more interesting when Gohan & co. went to use the machine.
I really don't feel like writing down all the reactions and such, as it would take a lot of effort on my part and you know generally what happens, so here are the scores for the Z-fighters
Goku- 324 Gohan- 312 Vegeta- 673 18- 267 Krillin- 289 Yamcha- 238 Piccolo- 334 Tien- 290
Needless to say, none of them tried, so it amazed the poor monks even more. After this, 3 more fighters scored over 200. The final group of fighters was told they could rest or watch the remainder of the junior tournament.
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Sooooo, how do you like it? Please review, I really want to know how I am doing, I'm really sorry, but the next chapter is either going to be very soon or very long, as I'm going away on Tuesday, July 23rd to the following Monday. In the meantime review, constructive criticism welcomed, but also self-esteem boosts are good too. Thanks for reading!!! -The Tin Man