Wonderfully Indescribable Feelings
By Kallu
A/n Thanks for reviewing and favorite-ing last time peeps. Here's chapter number 4! Enjoy.
"Hey Eighteen! It's time to go! We have to be there in fifteen minutes otherwise they aren't going to let us register." Gohan, who was wearing a dark red gi with a black sash, black boots, black wristbands and a black, short sleeve under shirt, yelled from outside the bedroom door.
"Alright, I'm coming." Eighteen said and walked out of the bedroom wearing her normal attire of a white, long sleeve shirt with a blue denim vest over it and blue, skin tight jeans.
"Ready to go love?" Gohan asked his partner.
"Yep, all set." Eighteen replied before walking out the front door with Gohan following. Hand in hand, the two took off into the sky and started flying west towards the area where the World Martial Arts Tournament is held.
Gohan looked over at Eighteen, who was next to him, and said, "So, what do you want to do with the prize money when we win? I think I'll leave it up to you. We still have several thousand left over from all the smaller tournaments we've entered over the years and I'm sure there'll be more to enter in the future if need be."
"Hmm…. You're leaving it up to me huh?" Eighteen pondered this in her head for a few moments, thinking of all the possibilities before coming to a decision. "I think we should put it towards building a new house."
"Sounds great to me babe. We'll just save what's left and put it towards bills and what not."
"You do realize that giving me of all people, a couple thousand dollars to go wild with is probably a really bad idea, right?"
"Yeah, I know, but I also know that you'll have fun with it and enjoy yourself."
Eighteen smiled at him and said, " I can't wait, a new washer and dryer, new furniture, maybe some new dishes."
"Whatever you want babe."
"You're the best G, you know that, right?" Gohan just answered with a small, barely there smile which said everything without saying anything at all.
"Wow, you know, you're kind of being uncharacteristically kind today. Any specific reason?"
"I Guess I'm just excited is all, maybe we'll be surprised and there'll actually be some kind of a challenge waiting for us! I really hope so, cause beating on a bunch of weak humans is only fun for so long before it just becomes a snore fest."
"Are you saying that I'm not enough of a challenge for you anymore?"
"Pft, anymore? The only time you were ever hard to beat was when I was like, nine."
"Hey! There's the arrogant ass I've come to know and love! I knew you had to come out and play sometime today!" Eighteen exclaimed. Gohan smiled and shook his head.
"I wouldn't push me if I were you because I'll just be a completely insufferable ass all day and you know I can pull it off well, too."
"Kami do I. When you get in that mood, there's just no reasoning with you. It's best to just steer clear of you." She said.
"Well, is that what you want for today? Cause I'll give to you."
"No! Come on G! I was just kiiiiiidddding! Don't be a grump! Today is supposed to be fun!"
"Alright, alright, calm down, I was only messing with you, I wont be a grump." Gohan said. The two slowly fell into a comfortable silence, enjoying the nice, quiet flight with no one else but each other and they only had to fly for another five minutes before a large, white dome shaped structure came into view.
"Hey, there's the stadium, we should land soon." Eighteen said, pointing at it.
"You're right, lets land in that alley over there behind that building." Gohan said, pointing at a small black building across the street from the stadium.
"Alright." Eighteen said before the two began to lower there altitude until their feet hit the ground. Once they were both on the ground, they walked out from behind the building, still holding hands, and out to the side walk. The two walked across the street and entered the stadium passing through a large crowd of people trying to get in or out of the stadium. Once inside, they were met with thousands of more people, some of them there to enter the tournament and some there to just kick back and watch the show.
"Wow, I guess it's called the World Martial arts tournament for a reason. There has to be at the very least, ten thousand people, just in this area." Eighteen said while looking around
"Great! You know how much I just Love being around big groups of people! It's exactly what I consider fun!" Gohan said, while crossing his arms over his chest and scowling at all of them.
"Oh come on! Don't be such a sourpuss! Just ignore them and have somefun."
"Whatever, I'll try to ignore them if that'll make you happy."
"Good. There's only one other thing I ask of you today. Could you accidentally let a ki blast hit Satan in the face? You don't have to kill him, just, maybe burn the moustache? I would do it but it would be more satisfying to see you do it since he's been soiling your name ever since Cell."
Gohan laughed at her statement and said, "Alright, it does sound like it could serve as some amusement. I can't wait to see the look on his face when all his facial hair is scorched off by one of our so called light tricks."
Eighteen just grinned and said, "Alright, lets go register then."
"Ok, we just barely made it. They stop letting people enter in two minutes." With that said, the pair walked towards a small booth, with two windows and a monk at each one.
The two broke off and Gohan walked up to the window on the left and Eighteen went to the one on the right.
"Name please." The monk said, without looking up from a sheet of paper in front of him.
"Son Gohan." He replied and the monk wrote it down.
"Age please."
"18." Once again the monk wrote it down. The monk continued asking Gohan questions like, how much do you weigh, until he had all the necessary information.
"Alright Mr. Son, before the actual tournament begins, there will be a junior league tournament for ages seven through fourteen. It starts in fifteen minutes and will last for approximately two hours. Since we have so many people entering the tournament this year, we will be using a special punch machine to test how strong you are, as the prelims. The 25 top scores will be moving on and the rest will be cut out right then. 1 spot is already secured by the current champ, so that leaves 24 spots. Here is a map of the area. You may leave the premises for now, but please be back at the circled area on the map in an hour and a half so that we can start the prelims. That is all. Thank you for entering the World Martial Arts tournament and good luck."
Once the monk was done talking, Gohan stepped back and only had to wait for a moment before Eighteen was also finished. "So what do you want to do until the tournament then?" Eighteen asked, walking up to him.
"Eat. I'm starving."
"But I just made-" Eighteen said before stopping herself. " Never mind, it's you, I make a twelve course breakfast and you're still starving. Lets go." Eighteen said with a sigh. The pair exited the stadium grounds and began walking down the street. "So, where do you want to eat?"
Several Minutes Earlier
On the opposite side of the stadium grounds, there was a small boy named Goten who stood about 3'6". He had gravity defying black hair and a bright orange gi on with a dark blue belt and a matching blue, long sleeve under shirt. This small boy was currently walking in between his parents. His father, Goku Son, was wearing an outfit that matched his son's almost exactly, the only difference being that the under shirt was short sleeved. The boys mother, Chichi Son, was wearing a traditional purple Chinese style dress with pink sleeves and black jeans underneath. Her black hair was tied up in a bun on top of her head. The small family was now walking towards a small group of people across from them.
An undersized bald man, wearing the same orange gi as Goku and Goten, was the first to notice the family walking towards them. "Hey Goku! Long time no see buddy! How've you been?" Hearing Krillin, the rest of the group looked up and saw Goku and his family making their way over to them through the large crowd of people.
Looking at the people within the group, Goku could see Bulma, Krillin with his wife Marron (The blue haired chick from the Garlic Jr. Saga), Master Roshi, Oolong, Puar, Yamcha, Tien, Vegeta, Piccolo and Chibi trunks. "Hey guys, how's it going?" he asked.
"Goku!" They all said at once and tackled him into a big group hug. The only ones who join in were Piccolo, Tien who just settled for a friendly wave and a smile, Chibi Trunks and Vegeta.
When everybody let go of him and they were done with greetings, Goku noticed two other people that were present.
"Mirai? Is that you? Why are you dressed like that and who's the girl?" he asked while tilting his head to the side.
"This is my super hero costume, I'm The Great Saiyaman and this is my girlfriend slash side kick, Videl AKA The Great Saiyagirl! We fight crime in Satan City as super heroes! Isn't it cool?" He exclaimed. Videl smiled and timidly said hello with a small wave.
Goku chuckled nervously and nodded his head. "Uh, sure Trunks! It… looks awesome!"
"Ha! Even the brainless, sorry excuse of a Saiyan over there agrees that you look completely ridiculous in that stupid thing." Vegeta said. "If I have to kidnap my present son from the woman, then I will, anything to keep him from becoming… That!" Vegeta said whilst looking at Mirai.
Goten ran out from in between his parents and went straight to Mirai "Wow! I think it's awesome Mirai! You look super cool!"
"Thanks Goten! At least someone agrees with me." The young chibi beamed a grin at the older demi Saiyan before spotting his best friend chibi Trunks, and running over to play.
"Anyways, have you guys registered yet?" Goku asked.
"No, we were waiting for you and Goten." Krillin said.
"Hey guys, I'm not going to even bother this year, you Saiyans are just too strong. Heck even Krillin could probably beat me." Yamcha said.
"Hey! What's that supposed to mean!" Krillin yelled defensively.
"Hmph, I guess you actually do have a brain, no matter how small it may be." Vegeta said, ignoring Krillin. "No human will ever have even the slightest chance of beating any one with even the slightest amount of Saiyan blood in them, even if they are a pathetic, lowly third class like Kakarot over there."
"Vegeta! What did I tell you about being nice? Do you want to be stuck on the couch again?" Bulma said.
"Pft, whatever woman like you could really make me do anything." He said and looked away.
"We will finish this later Vegeta! Right now we have to get you guys registered, lets go." She said before leading the way over to the registration counter. Out of the whole group, only Goku, Vegeta Mirai, Videl, Piccolo, Tien, Goten, Chibi and Krillin entered. The two chibis were forced to enter the junior tournament and were told to go straight to the waiting room because the junior league was soon to commence..
"Bye mom! Bye Dad!" Goten said and hugged them both at once. "Love you!"
"Make me proud son!" Goku said and was answered with a nod.
"Be good and try not to hurt the other children if you don't have, ok?"
"Ok Mom! See ya!" Said the never ending energy supply known as Goten Son before running off towards the waiting area with Trunks in tow. The rest of the group waved them goodbye and went to go and find some seats in the spectators area to watch the junior games, Just barely missing a spiky black haired teenager and his blonde haired mate entering the stadium.
Goten and Trunks were only forced to wait a few minutes before one of the attendants came in with a list of all the first round matches. The two chibis were the first ones over there, examining it. After looking at it for a moment trunks said, "Hey look Goten, we're on completely different sides of the board, our match wont be until very last. That means that we're the grand finale, the big finish. lets put on a great match for them and show them how cool we are! What do you say Goten?" He said.
"Yeah! Sounds like fun!" After they were done looking at the rest of the matches, the two chibis went back to the corner they were previously in and began to play the waiting game once again. It was another ten minutes before another attendant came in. "Alright children, the junior league is about to begin, when you hear the announcer call your names, the first one called will go out this door to the ring," He said while pointing to a door on the left side of the room. "and the second called will go out of this door to the ring." He said pointing at a door on the opposite of the room from the first one. "Any questions?" Looking around the man saw no hands go up. "Good, then we will begin in just a moment, please stay here and sit tight."
The attendant left and a minute later the official announcer for the tournament walked out to the middle of the ring and began speaking into the microphone in his hand. "Are you ready for the WMAT's first ever, Junior League tournament to commence!" He was answered with a large amount of cheering and yelling. "That's exactly what I wanted to hear. Ok for our first round we have 10 year old Joshua Harrison versus 11 year old Lucy Rafton! Would you two please come out here? " Both children walked out to the ring and after a polite bow, the announcer began the round.
The junior league tournament went on like this for a while, Goten and Trunks plowing through their opponents, not even breaking a sweat, and in the end, it came down to the completely inevitable match up.
"Will our two finalists, Trunks Briefs and Goten Son please come to the ring for the final round." The two chibis walked out and stood on opposite sides of the ring, both adorning a confident smirk on their faces.
"Go Goten! Kick his but and win that prize money for mommy!" Chichi yelled from the stands.
Bulma, who was sitting next to her, glared at her with fire in her eyes and yelled out, "You can do it Trunks! Take him down!" Before looking back and engaging Chichi in a death stare.
"Are you ready?" The announcer asked and received to quick nods as answer. "Begin!"
A/n Hey, I hope you enjoyed! Please review. Any type of feedback is wanted and appreciated, even if it's just "Great chapter, Update soon!" or "This is crap." but if you do say that, then please, tell me WHY so I can improve. Reviewing is what keeps us writers writing, so if you want to see more, then please review! It takes a lot of hard work just to put out one chapter so I'd like to see just a little more reviews. I'm done. See ya!
Next Time: Goten Vs. Trunks. (yes it will be a detailed fight) The start of the actual tournament (Finally! Yay!) and the chasing of the albino energy suckers.