Fights of Fancy

This is more of an idea I wanted to share. So it's not going to get too developed. Just being honest with you, but I hope you'll all read this and enjoy.
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Strange Girl

The World Tournament was once again in full swing! The Z Fighters were all in line for qualification. "Could you please not break the machine this time!" Gohan whined to Vegeta.

Vegeta gave a snide smile. "It's not my fault that your earthling technology is so fragile," he growled.

Gohan sighed in defeat. Vegeta would be Vegeta, there was no stopping that. At least this time he was letting Gohan go first. Of course it was still a long line, they were still towards the back. "Man, this one is longer than last time!" Goku complained.

"Calm down," Krillin started in. "I'm sure we'll get to blow each other's brains out soon enough."

Goku gave a chuckle, but no one else acknowledged him. Gohan's eyes couldn't help wandering through the crowd. Looked like the usual tough guys who thought they had a chance, even a few girls in the line as well. He couldn't help feeling a little on edge though, more than usual, it's not like he hadn't done this before. So why was he so anxious now? He was trying to pinpoint the source, but it seemed to envelope him in a fog of excitement and angst. He could tell a few of the others could feel it too. Vegeta looked even more aggitated, Goku tried to ignore it, but he was also searching for the source, Krillin just looked like he was ready to run a marathon or do something to get away from the feeling, Piccolo seemed fine, so did the girls. So why did, whatever presence, effect them so much? The line moved at a steady pace, it wasn't till almost everyone had gone through that Gohan found out the source of the cloud of anxiousness. A person, three people up the line. All that Gohan could discern was he or she was slim, very slim, but athletic. The person turned her face and Goku caught onto it as well and he gaped slightly.

It was definitely a girl, she covered herself with a black hoody that covered everything that would give a hint to her gender. Two odd bumps were trying to poke through the hood. Her hair was tucked into the hood and her eyes were too shaded to see the actual color. Right next to her was a bulky man, almost twice her size and she was no taller than Videl. The man was looking down at her and whispered fervently in her ear. The girl nodded and kept the line moving. At her turn she stretched out her hands and gave the machine a whack. The scale showed a perfect 300. "I guess that scrawny kid can pack a punch," Goku commented.

Gohan nodded, shocked that the girl could break 200. "Uuuh, yeah," he said.

The girl walked away, the man following behind. Her eyes traveled to the band. She smiled wickedly at Gohan and winked. Gohan turned away and turned a light shade of pink, but said nothing. Once she went inside, the boys started to breathe easier. "She looked suspicious," Goku whispered to his son.

Even though the fog had left them, Gohan still felt shaken by the presence of the girl. Everyone passed qualification with flying colors, as usual. The first thing Goku did was head for the Waiting Area to the buffett. Vegeta followed grudgingly after. The others thought they would go train in the gym or hang around. Krillin and Gohan headed for the gym. Upon approaching, they heard someone beating on a punching bag. "Alright, Akina, you'll pass out from heatstroke," a man's voice repremended. "Take off the sweater."

Krillin had disappeared from Gohan's side and was peeking through the crack in the door. "Gohan, ya gotta come see this," he whispered and motion him over.

Gohan walked over and blushed slightly. "Krillin, are we seriously going to peek on a girl changing?" he asked, surprised that Krillin would even suggest such an act.

"She's not 'changing', she's taking off the hoody," Krillin argued.

Gohan furrowed his brow, still feeling it was wrong. "Alright, Rai," 'Akina' said.

Akina unzipped the sweater and she shrugged it off her shoulders. Krillin's eyes widened as the hood fell away and two light brown cat ears sliced through long golden hair and pointed toward the sky. "What?" Gohan asked at Krillin's expression. "What is it?"

Gohan shoved Krillin aside impatiently and peeked through the crack as well. He gasped at her cat ears as well, but his eyes grew wide as her sweater kept slipping down her back. She was barely dressed! All it was, was a tank top that did little to hide her breasts. Gohan gulped softly and couldn't help watching. "Hey, what's happening?" Krillin asked and squirmed his way under Gohan to see as well.

Akina tossed the sweater aside and went back to the punching bag. Her bottom half was no better, she was wearing a skirt/loincloth like cloth that tied around her hips and underneath that was basically a thong. Around her waist was a furry belt as well. The boys watched raptly as she stretched, already there was a fine sheen of sweat down the small of her back. Krillin started to drool from having his mouth open for so long. "You have ten seconds to get your peeping tom eyes away from the door before I impale them on my claws!" Rai growled.

Gohan and Krillin cried out in surprise and jumped away from the door as Rai flung them open and glared murder at them. "What's wrong, Rai?" Akina asked as she came out with a towel around her shoulders.

She was even more beautiful in person. Her "uniform" was bright gold and red, the top having tiger-stripe designs. Her golden hair, was more an odd combo of brown and gold, but they perfectly mixed and her eyes were a sky blue. There was grace and poise in the way she carried herself and she had a very mischievious and mysterious glint in her eyes. The belt had actually been her tail, which flicked and twitched excitedly behind her. "Two peeping toms," Rai growled.

Akina sighed. "Come on Rai, don't squash their curiosity," she teased. "It's not like you weren't like that."

Rai's ears flattened against his hair in annoyance. Rai was indeed much bigger than Akina, he had dark skin, dark hair, and black ears and tail. His eyes were a piercing green that looked like they could stare in, through, and out of you. Akina only smiled and strolled casually toward them. The cloud started to envelope them again and Gohan felt like shrinking away. "I'm sorry about Rai," Akina said and held out her hand. "He can be a little tough."

Gohan gulped and gripped Akina's hand and she hauled him back to his feet. She helped out Krillin as well, who looked like he was in heaven. "We're sorry for intruding," Gohan said.

Akina shrugged. "It's no problem really," she said. "What guy hasn't peeked in on a girl?"

Gohan and Krillin blushed, embarrassed. Akina giggled. "I'm Akina Rai," she said and held out her hand again.

Gohan and Krillin shook her hand. "Hello, I'm Gohan and this is Krillin," Gohan introduced.

"Nice to meet ya!" Krillin said.

Akina smiled. "I look forward to maybe fighting one of you out there," she said. "But if I don't then you miss out on an entertaining ass-kicking."

Krillin and Gohan laughed with Akina. "You don't have to go back to training, do you?" Gohan asked.

"Yeah, come with us and get something to eat," Krillin added.

Akina smiled. "Sure, I can put it off for a few minutes," she said and set aside her towel.

She followed behind Gohan and Krillin, her walk looking more like a glide. Gohan thought she was a pretty strange woman, but she was fun and pleasant. While Gohan was thinking this, Akina was thinking about sushi rolls and meeting these two boys' friends. This would be the most exciting tournament of her life.