This was the moment Sharpner had been waiting. Well, not exactly the moment, but close enough. Just because the man he wanted to fight had been defeated already didn't mean he couldn't beat the guy who did. If this Saiya…whatever his name was could beat Hercule and he could beat him, then that meant that he would've been able to defeat Hercule and thus gain the privilege to date Videl. It all made perfect sense.

Now all he had to do was win.

Standing across from him was that Saiyawhatchamacallit in his weird clothes. Didn't someone tell the guy that sunglasses and bandanas were so twenty years ago? And what was with the cape? Seriously, who was this guy's tailor? That person needed to go back to fashion school and catch up on their lessons.

"FIGHTERS READY? BEGIN!"

Screaming a war cry, Sharpner raced out towards the badly dressed fighter, ready to claim what had long been denied to him.

Throwing his fist, the blond guy was surprised when his opponent caught it as if he was catching a baseball. Then the guy used his other hand to grab him underneath his upper arm. Twisting himself around, the Saiyaguy lifted Sharpner from the ground by his outstretched arm and threw him through the air.

While that normally wouldn't have been a big deal, the Saiyadude, had thrown the all popular Sharpner towards the edge of the ring. That didn't bode very well when the blond saw his body fly over the edge and a sea of green grass waiting below him.

Panicking, Sharpner began flapping his arms wildly, hoping against hope that he could stay floating in the air and somehow get back into the ring. Hey, that's what all of his favorite Saturday morning cartoons did.

Unfortunately, that tactic failed him as the blond jock landed on the dreaded grass, ending his run for the hand of Videl.

"AND SAIYAMAN IS THE WINNER!"

Sitting there with his eyes full of disbelief, Sharpner couldn't believe that he could've been defeated so easily. It was like an insult, especially since the guy wore such a dorky outfit.

Slamming his fist on the ground out of anger and frustration, the blond boy swore he wouldn't give up; even if he wasn't in the tournament anymore, he would still win Videl over.

He just needed a plan to do so.

Well, that had been an interesting match, and nothing controversial to boot! Gohan smiled to himself as he entered the fighters' waiting area and turned to watch as the next match was presented to the crowd.

Presently, Videl and Jule were presently waiting for the announcer to give them the green light to fight; each fighter in their own fighting stance.

"BEGIN!"

Once the call was given, Videl took off as she yelled, swinging a kick at Jule's midsection. Leaping back, the blond man dodged the attack and launched one of his own, swinging a roundhouse kick at the Satan girl's head.

Ducking that, Videl fired off a couple quick punches into her opponent's open gut, connecting, and then landing a vicious uppercut to the man's chin that sent him stumbling backwards.

Recovering, Jule dropped back into his fighting stance once he regained his balance, this time with both of his hands straight like daggers. Taking a moment to relax his breathing, Jule then launched himself at Videl, jabbing his hands at her.

For the moment, all Videl could do was block or dodge each strike; never seeing an opening that she could take advantage of.

After awhile, the Satan girl finally counterattacked; flipping backwards as the toes of her boots nailed Jule under his chin again. Planting her hands on the ground, Videl pushed off the ring and landed back on her feet, and waited for Jule's next move.

So far none of his techniques had been working the blond fighter thought as he rubbed the throbbing from his chin. Perhaps he should try some grappling. It was worth a try, or so Jule thought.

Circling his opponent, Jule slowly moved towards Videl until he lunged at her. At the last second, the daughter of Satan managed to move out of the blond man's path, but not before he got a hold of her shirt.

Unfortunately for Jule, the shirt tore due to his momentum, rendering his grasp on the Satan girl useless. Leaping into the air to avoid any possible attack, the martial artist landed a ways from Videl, who was having trouble adjusting to her torn shirt.

Finally getting annoyed, Videl ripped her shirt off; her sports bra the only thing covering her top half.

This caused Gohan, who saw the whole thing very clearly, to feel something dripping out of his nose. Keeping his eyes firmly on the shirtless girl, he wiped his nose and ignored the blood stain that stood out on his white glove.

Meanwhile, Videl was growling her irritation with the match. So far she had knocked the guy's head around enough to give him whiplash and still he was on his feet. It was time to throw caution to the wind and let the guy feel her full might.

Running with all her might, Videl charged Jule and launched into a barrage of punches that he blocked. However, due to the number of punches being thrown, the man couldn't do anything more than block, throwing his counterattack option out the window.

It was then that one punch got through his defenses; one that impacted his chest. This caused the blond man to shift his defense down, allowing a harder punch to nail him in the head, dazing him.

Letting out a war cry, Videl leapt into the air and slammed a roundhouse kick into Jule's face, putting his lights out as he landed face first onto the ring surface.

As soon as the announcer counted to ten, Videl was declared the winner; the crowd going wild as the girl headed out of the ring.

Videl couldn't help but grin as she joined Saiyaman as he looked out towards the ring. Finally she'd get her chance to fight this guy and see what he was truly made of. So far his opponents hadn't proved to be the people needed to bring out his power, even if one of the men was her father.

However, there was something odd about the guy when she reached him. The hero wasn't looking at her for some reason with what appeared to be a blush on his face. But as far as the Satan girl knew, a blush didn't seem to gush out of someone's nose…

"Uhh, Saiyaman?" she asked. "Is something wrong?"

"Nope, nothing's wrong," the guy said, though his voice sounded a little weird. "Never better to be exact."

Videl frowned. "Well if you're okay, then why won't you look at me?"

"Well, I…uhh…" was all he could say. The reason why the Son boy couldn't look at her was because he was taller than the girl, which gave him a pretty good view of her cleavage when he looked down on her. "Umm…I…have to go…to…the bathroom! Yes the bathroom! I'll be back in just a bit!"

And with that, the costumed dude took off in search of the bathroom, leaving a very confused Videl. What was wrong with him? It was as if he was trying to hide something from her, just like his other secrets. Wait, that had to be it!

Saiyaman just had to have another secret and didn't want her to find out. Well, not on her watch! She'd just have to beat it out of him like all of the other secrets he was keeping.

Smirking, the girl couldn't wait until the moment she got what she sought. It was so close, she could taste it.

To R: I guess it was an alright chapter. Still too short for my tastes though.

To Chris: Vegeta huh? Thinking he always needs to prove his superiority I take it. Definitely an interesting guess.

RyRy tested; MaMa approved