Amnesia Saga
Alternate Ending 2
By Maria Cline
"So, what do we do now?" Bulma asked as she looked around the group. She knew that it was time for her to finally confront Vegita about what happened. It was time to choose between the love she remembered and the love that she forgotten.
"Talk." Vegita insisted as he gently pulled Bulma to the side, "Bulma, I..." He clenched his teeth in anger. His pride had taken more beatings than Tomata did on him. "Feel betrayed when you are pregnant with Kakarot's child."
"I understand. I'm sorry." Bulma said as she trembled. She was moved by the fact that Vegita had spared Tomata for her. What should she do? "I really am sorry. I... we didn't know at the time."
"That is what made it a bit more bareable." Vegita whispered just loud enough for her to hear. The mighty saiyan closed his eyes and said, "I loved you. But, I can't love you anymore." He turned away and kept the box he was holding in his hands. He didn't want Bulma to know about what were his plans. It was too late; it was best that he didn't tell her.
"I understand." Bulma said, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I broke your heart." Bulma turned away with tears threatening to come out of her eyes. She slowly walked away wiping the tears from her face. It was obvious that she can't make things the way it used to be.
Vegita remained silent as he walked away as well and held up his palm with the box and ring inside. He clutched the box harder feeling both anger and sorrow at the same time. Finally, under the pressure, the box became crushed with the ring still intact.
*****
Meanwhile, Chi Chi and Goku walked a few yards away from the two. They were silent for a second before Chi Chi finally asked, "Goku, during your time on Lotcamel, didn't you ever think that you had a family that depended on you and loved you?"
Goku frowned as he thought back. On Lotcamel, he thought that he was a ruthless super saiyan who killed millions of people before losing his memories. Ever since he met Gohan and the other earth warriors, he had felt guilty because he had not remembered the truth; that he never had been a lonely cold-hearted murderer. "Well... no. Tomata told me that Saiyan men don't have families like the Fruans. Most of the children were born artificially and the women who birthed naturally would most likely die."
Chi Chi gasped at the thought. She had forgotten about the fact that saiyans had a different lifestyle than humans. How was she supposed to know that Tomata hadtold Goku that he wouldn't have any family? "And now?"
"Now, I felt very bad about not knowing the truth. I swear if I had a better idea of what was going on, I would never have fallen in love with Bulma."
Chi Chi sighed as she gazed at her Goku again. His expression was genuinely sad and apologetic. When she looked at that face, she couldn't help but forgive him. "I know. That's the way you are. I can't stay mad at you or Bulma forever but it still hurts."
"I'm sorry. I really am." Goku took her by the hand. "And I promise that when I get my memory back, I'll work harder to regain what we had."
Chi Chi shook her head. If there's one thing that hasn't changed about Goku when he lost his memory, it was his ability to keep promises. However, they had to decide how they were going to work around the biggest problem. "Even if it means leaving the baby with Bulma?" She asked hypothetically.
"I..." Goku choked up. Could he leave the baby with Bulma? It was his responsibility and the thought of leaving his baby was too painful. Yet, he had a duty with his own family. Which family should he chose? "I..."
Chi Chi immediately pressed her forefinger on Goku's lips. "Shhh... don't answer. I... think it's too late... Goku, maybe we should be apart for a while. I want to know what I am without you. Besides, you do have a son or daughter to take care of."
*****
The four talked long and hard trying to think and plan of everything. Finally, they agreed to work things out after they regained their memories. Days passed as Goku and Bulma tried to figure out what to do and each of them dealt with their pain in their own way.. Bulma prepared for the baby that was due to come in several months. Goku, Gohan, Trunks, and even Goten helped out. Vegita and Chi Chi kept to themselves and were rarely seen by anyone.
Finally, The day came when Dr. Briefs can restore Goku and Bulma's memories.
"I hope Mom and Vegita will be here." Gohan said as he looked around.
"They probably are just in hiding." Piccolo said. The Namekian knew Vegita and Chi Chi very well from the times they had together. They were both prideful people who would still love despite the pain.
Unknown to everyone, Vegita hovered a few hundred feet above with Chi Chi in his arms. "So, this is the day." Vegita mused.
"Yes. Oh, Vegita, I can't believe we're going to lose them." Chi Chi moaned.
"We did. It's best that we move on with this." Vegita insisted, "A pity really. I did love her. She changed my life."
"And Goku changed mine." Chi Chi sighed, "What will you do, Vegita? Go back to planet destroying?"
Vegita pondered deeply. He didn't want to get back to destroying civilizations to try to conquer the universe. Ever since his battle with Buu, he had realized that he felt like he had changed. He wasn't as pure hearted as Kakarot but he wasn't as evil as he was when he was on Namek. A part of him couldn't stand going back to the way he was before he met Bulma so long ago. "I don't know. Maybe, travel Earth. Perhaps, see if this world was the true origin of the Saiyan Race. What about you?"
Chi Chi sighed. "I don't know myself. I've spent over half my life being a wife and a mother. I don't know what else I am. Maybe, I should travel myself. See the sights, maybe visit my old village..."
"What about Goten and Gohan?"
"Goten and Gohan are staying over at the Capsule Corporation. I talked to them and they understand everything." Chi Chi explained, "They were both very understanding about it." She looked up. "And... I was thinking... that since we are both going to be traveling that we... travel together?"
"What?!" Vegita boomed as his grip on Chi Chi faltered. "What do you mean together?"
"I mean as traveling companions." Chi Chi suggested, "Nothing romantic. It's just... you and me have a good deal in common. We both were of royal blood and we both were fighters. Besides, I need someone to travel with."
Vegita frowned. It would be so easy to seduce Chi Chi to get revenge on Kakarot for stealing his mate. Of course, the woman was right. They did have a good deal in common and it would be nice to have someone else around. "I don't want you to get the wrong idea about this. We will just be traveling together, okay?"
"Correct. Just traveling companions."
"Then, we shall leave." Vegita held Chi Chi close to him as they soar off.
*****
And so, everything changed after that day. Goku and Bulma got married and Bulma adopted Gohan and Goten as her own. Nine months later, Bulma gave birth to a young boy named Boxers. Of course, Chi Chi still returned to Western Capital City regularly to help raise Goten after traveling on her own. When the others found out that she and Vegita had been traveling together, they suspected that they might have been drawn together in loneliness and to gain revenge on Bulma and Goku. However, Chi Chi always insisted that their relationship was totally platonic. They hardly ever saw Vegita anymore, as he would only only visit once in a while to see how Trunks was getting. But after Trunks began to grow older and less interested in fighting he stopped visiting and virtually disappeared from their lives. A couple years later, Tomata and Yamcha got married and even Gohan and Videl got married and had a pretty girl named Pan.
Finally, the day before the 28th Tournament arrived...
"And so, who was the author of the classic 'The Amnesia Saga'?" A middle-aged woman asked as she glared up at the class. She was dressed in a purple business suit with her hair in a bun and a pair of reading glasses on her nose. "Mr. Briefs?"
A young ten-year-old boy with short blue hair stood up and replied, "Maria Cline."
"I see and what was so unique about this classic?"
"It had two alternate endings, Ms. Chi Chi." Boxers replied as he sweat slightly.
"Thank you." Chi Chi nodded as the boy sat down. "Now, here is your assignment for the Tournament break." Chi Chi ordered as she wrote on the chalkboard. There was a slight moan in the classroom as Chi Chi went on. "You must do a 10,000 or more word essay about the World Tournament. You may write about anything you wish on the Tournament; the fighters, the major events, anything you wish. You may write about Hercule Satan but I wish for you to write about something truly original. It will be due at the end of the Tournament break in one week." There was a sharp ring in the air. "Class dismissed!" Chi Chi bellowed as she sat down at her desk.
The class got up and left in a shuffle.
Boxers was about to exit the room when Chi Chi spoke up, "Mr. Briefs, may I see you for a moment?"
"But, I didn't do anything wrong." Boxers insisted as he sweat dropped.
Chi Chi smiled slightly. "No, you didn't. Please, sit down."
Boxers nervously sat down at his desk again. He knew Chi Chi from the photos and the stories his father told him. He had rarely seen Chi Chi before she had become his teacher. After that, he tried as hard as he could to treat Chi Chi like another teacher but it was hard at times. This is especially hard at the times when she would accidentally call him 'Goku'.
"Now, I understand that you will be fighting in the Tournament?" Chi Chi said as she steeple her hands.
"Yeah. I will be." Boxers replied hesitantly.
"Anyone else will be joining you?"
"My father and a couple of my bros." Boxers said as he tapped on his fingers nervously.
"I see... you understand that I will be expecting an excellent report from you due to your involvement." Chi Chi said as she fingered her pencil, "And I wish the best of luck to you and your family."
"Thank you, Ms. Chi Chi. May I leave?"
"Of course. Have a good break."
"You too." Boxers got up and walked off.
Chi Chi sat at her desk for the longest minute as she watched the boy walk off. Finally, she reached into her desk drawer and got out a small-framed photo of Goku back before Raddiz came to Earth and turned her world upside down. It had been hard at first, living without Goku for the third and final time. However, while traveling with Vegita, she learned about being her own woman. The teaching certificate she gained to home teach Gohan and Goten enabled her to teach elementary school for money and just for the sake of education. The school board knew about Chi Chi's accomplishments with Gohan and felt that she was right for the job. They were correct. She always give hard assignments but would guide the students who were having trouble without letting them cheat. She graced her fingers on the frame before letting it slip on the floor and the glass cracked just between Goku and herself. "Oh, Goku."
"Mom?" Goten asked as he came up.
"Goten, here already?" Chi Chi asked as she picked up the broken picture.
"Yeah." Goten said as he leaned against the wall. "My last teacher let us out early since it's Tournament break and she knew about me fighting in it."
"So, it's Goku's turn to take care of you." Chi Chi figured.
Goten nodded slowly.
"Okay. I'll be watching at the Tournament. Good luck." Chi Chi said as she held the broken picture in her hands.
"Thanks! I'll do my best." Goten grinned as he went out the door.
"I just hope I won't have to see Goku there." Chi Chi muttered as she put the picture back into the drawer.
*****
Bulma and Goku waited in front of the Orange Star Elementary School patiently. Instead of a limo like Trunks sometimes travel in, they were in a station wagon. They both didn't want Boxers to stand out at the school by him getting picked up by a limo.
"I hope Boxers is doing okay." Bulma confided, "He's been wearing himself out in doing both schoolwork and learning as many fighting techniques as possible."
"He'll be fine." Goku insisted, "He's just eager to fight. He's got a photographic memory on his side. After the Tournament, he'll let himself rest for a little bit."
"Well, I don't want him to get a nervous breakdown." Bulma sighed, "He's been through very much for such a little boy."
"Gohan, Goten, and Trunks have been through worst when they were Boxer's age." Goku explained, "Remember?" Goku grinned at his wife.
"Yes. I remember. Dad's amnesia treatment overworked and enabled us to remember everything. I think that's why Boxers has a photographic memory. Either that or he's just brilliant like me." Bulma boasted.
"Maybe it's both." Goku said as he leaned over and kissed her hand.
"Goku... we're in public and in front of an elementary school." Bulma pointed out as she blushed. **Besides, Boxers is coming soon. What will he think?** She telepathically communicated to her husband.
**He's aware of what's going on.** Goku insisted.
"Hey, Mom, Dad." Boxers said as he got into the station wagon. "Waited long?"
"Nah. We were just talking." Goku said as he started the car and drove back to the Capsule Corps. "How's class?"
"The usual." Boxer sighed as he laid back. "I got an assignment from Ms. Chi Chi. I have to write a 10,000 word essay about the Tournament."
"Sounds major but you will be fighting in it so you can get all the research you need." Bulma replied, "*sigh* The Tournament. So much happens every time the Tournament happens."
"Yeah. Me going ape, Master Roshi destroying the moon... and that was just the first tournament." Goku recalled. Then he frowned, "Too bad I only won once..." He suddenly grinned and added cheerfully, "Oh well!"
"Maybe you can defeat Hercule and Mr. Buu..." Boxers suggested.
"No. You know that if Hercule's defeated, it would raise questions about how he's the greatest warrior in the world and cause things to get very complicated." Goku said, "No. We will throw the Tournament. But, after Hercule retires, then we can do whatever we want."
"I'll be counting the years." Boxers muttered as he crossed his arms and frowned.
Goku looked behind him and sighed. His super saiyan hearing makes things hard for him to not pick things up. He knew that all his life, he taught Boxers to always do your hardest and never cheat. Unfortunately, this Tournament may contradict everything he had taught his son. He just hoped that everything would work out in the end.
*****
"Come on, Boxers, put some muscle into it!" Goku urged his youngest son. Boxers went to his knees as he breathed heavily. Goku was wearing a version of his outfit back when he was a boy. Boxers was wearing an outfit that was similar to Goku's old orange outfit only it was a blue jumpsuit with an orange undershirt. Goku, Boxers, Goten, and Trunks were training for the tournament. Bulma was reading an inventor's magazine. They were waiting for everyone else to come so they can travel to the Tournament together.
"I'm *puff* trying, Dad." Boxers insisted as he got back up. "But, it would be a lot easier if I went Super Saiyan."
"You know the rules." Goten said as he was stretching. "No going Super Saiyan during the Tournament."
"Aww man! How can I fight a good fight, if I can't go at my most powerful! I know that I'm supposed to throw the match if necessary but come'on! It's not like anyone will believe that I was one of the golden warriors! The Cell Games were way before I was born!" Boxers screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Consider yourself lucky you get to fight us period." Trunks said, "Remember the last tournament, Goten?"
"Yeah, we had to fight weak kids our age." Goten recollected, "Had to hold back all the time. That was bad. Kinda fun when we passed outselves off as 'Mighty Mask." Goten chuckled and then frowned. "Of course, having you on my shoulders was the worst part."
"That's right." Bulma realized, "Boxers will have to fight adults this time. What happened to the Junior Division?"
"Hercule canceled it after realizing how powerful kids can be." Trunks answered remembering the time he nearly broke Hercule's jaw with one punch in the last Tournament.
"You can say it again!" Yamcha replied as he, Tomata, and a little boy flew down.
"Yamcha! Tomata!" Goku greeted as Yamcha, Tomata, and the little boy landed next to him.
"Goku, long time no see." Tomata said as she shook hands with her fellow Saiyan. "I'd like you to meet, little Orang." A little boy came up from behind Tomata's legs. He was a smaller image of Yamcha back when he was first fighting in the tournament. "Orang, this is Goku. Your namesake."
"Hello." Orang said in a very small voice.
"Whoa, you're not letting this kid fight are you?" Goten asked as he looked down, "How old are you?"
Orang counted his fingers and said, "I'm four."
"Four?" Boxers repeated, "Hope you're tough." **Man, this kid is going to fight? With Pan, this will be weird.**
"I am." Orang insisted.
"Yeah, the junior division was a pain when I was a kid." Goten said as he came up to Orang. The boy felt somewhat strong but he was obviously scared. He acted like Goten back when he was his age. Goten wanted to test his power. "Hey, kid, punch me."
"Punch you?" Orang asked wide-eyed at the much taller man. His father had always warned him about taking dares of hitting people. The man wasn't dressed like a warrior with his blue jeans and shirt that said 'Goten' on it. Orang didn't want to put him in the hospital like that last person.
"Yeah."
"But... I could hurt you." Orang muttered fearfully, "Mommy and Daddy always warn me about hitting strangers. I could kill them. I don't want to be a mudderer!"
"Murderer." Yamcha corrected as he patted the boy.
Goten face faulted and Tomata told her son, "Don't worry, Orang, Goten is much stronger than most people. You can hit him as hard as you like."
"Go ahead, son. Hit your hardest." Yamcha insisted.
"This I have to see." Boxers said as he took out a small bottle of juice.
The young boy looked up at his parents. They seemed very confident in the man's power. And if his parents didn't mind then it would be safe to hit him. "Okay." Orang muttered as he drew back his fist and struck Goten's jaw hard.
**KAPOW!**
"Goten!" Trunks exclaimed as he flew after him.
"Oops." Orang muttered as he clasped his hands over his mouth. "I did it again." **Oh no! I'll be grounded for a year and I won't get to fight in the Tournament!** Orang thought in fear.
"Don't worry, son." Yamcha said, "Goten's tough. He'll be fine."
"I'm sorry!" Orang wailed, "I didn't mean to hit him that hard!"
"That was so cool!" Boxers said, "A little kid sending him off like that!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!" The ten-year-old fell off of his seat and hugged his sides. He loved it when Goten got embarrassed and a little four-year-old beating up a super saiyan teenager was enough.
"You think so?" Orang wondered when Gohan, Videl, and a little girl flew up with Goten in Gohan's arms. Trunks was following just behind them.
"Hey, Dad, can you not send Goten out so far when you knock him out?" Gohan asked as he put Goten down.
"That wasn't me." Goku replied as he pointed to Orang. "This boy did it."
"Huh?" Gohan gawked at the little boy. He knew that he and Goten haven't been training as hard as his father but how could a little boy knock out Goten? "You?"
"I'm sorry." Orang muttered, "Daddy told me to give it all I had."
"That's okay." Goten said as he got up with Dragon Balls circling his head. He stumbled around for a minute before clearing his head. **A four-year-old just conked me out. I hope I don't have to fight him in the Tournament.**
"You're one strong kid." Gohan complimented, "Even stronger than me when I was your age."
"Gohan!" Tomata greeted as she came up and looked at the former warrior. "I see that being a scholar hasn't changed your build that much." She observed.
"Thanks." Gohan said as the little girl came up. "Tomata, Yamcha, this is Pan, my daughter."
"Hi!" Pan waved.
"Daughter?!" Yamcha and Tomata exclaimed at once.
"Whoa... you mean... that..." Yamcha looked down at Pan and said, "You're a grandpa, Goku?"
"Yeah." Goku picked up his granddaughter and rubbed her head with great vigor. "Such a great fighter at a young age, just like her parents."
Yamcha shook his head grinning widely. "Wow. You, a grandfather... you just don't seem like the grandfatherly type."
"And not only that but our son is as old as your granddaughter." Tomata pointed out, "That's frightening."
"That's the way things are." Goku sighed as he introduced, "Panny, this is Orang, Tomata, and Yamcha."
Pan got out of her grandfather's arms and went up to Orang. "Hi! I'm Pan!" She looked behind Orang and asked, "Where did you get the monkey tail?"
"Monkey tail?" Gohan repeated when he looked over at Orang to see a long monkey tail unravel itself from Orang's waist and waved at him. "Gah!"
"He has a tail?" Goku repeated as he looked at the boy. "Well... so you do!"
"I thought I could let him keep it until he doesn't want one anymore. Besides, with the moon still gone, there's no chance that he will lose control if he accidentally looks at a full moon." Tomata explained.
"Monkey boy!" Pan exclaimed as she grabbed Orang's tail.
"Hey! Don't touch!" Orang screamed as he ran off.
"Let me touch!" Pan insisted as she chased him.
"No!!!"
"Please!"
The two kids flew off in a pair of blurs. Tomata yelled, "Just come back in time for the Tournament!!!"
"At least I see another trait Orang inherited from me." Yamcha laughed as he gaze up at the sky. "Oh boy. Some things never change."
"Tell me about it." Tomata sighed as she looked at Videl and Gohan again. "So... did either of you hear about Vegita?"
"I heard rumors about a Golden Warrior beating up bad guys." Gohan replied, "But that was it."
"At least he's on this planet." Tomata figured, "Unless he left."
"Not a chance." Trunks said, "If Dad wanted to leave, the only spaceship available is the one at Capsule Corps and that one isn't stolen."
"Have you seen him?" Tomata asked anxiously.
"Sometimes. If I go off alone and in the middle of nowhere, he would come. He never told me where he will be but he just tells me that if I need him, just go off alone and power up. Kinda handy having a dad who can sense where you are." Trunks commented as he glanced at Goku. "Two fathers."
Goku grinned hesitantly. "Well... I do know one thing. This Tournament is sure to lure Vegita. He wouldn't miss an opportunity to fight me or Tomata."
"Or me." Boxers said, "He might want to kill me."
"He won't." Goku insisted, "Look, I know Vegita, he won't kill you because that will disqualify him from the Tournament forever. He will want to fight me and Tomata so he won't risk the chance of being disqualified."
"I know... I know..." Boxers muttered. He knew for a very long time that he was an 'illegitimate' child. It was no secret from him about how he was conceived. His parents wanted him to know the truth to avoid the chance of him finding out later by accident. It didn't bother him as much as most people would think. His older half-brothers loved him and defended him when he was bullied. They trained him and taught him everything he knew. "Look, I'm going off to the Tournament ahead of you guys. May I leave?"
"Sure, son." Goku said, "We'll meet you there. Say 'hi' to Hercule for me."
"Will do, Dad."
"Just make sure not to eat the place out when you get there." Bulma advised as she went up and hugged him. "And if you see Vegita, just don't make him mad."
"Mom." Boxers groaned as he put two fingers on his forehead and vanished.
"Showoff." Goten muttered under his breath.
Yamcha's and Tomata's jaws dropped in unison. "Boxers can teleport?!" Yamcha exclaimed, "Wow. I thought only you can do that, Goku."
"Nah. Boxers worked for over a year to get that right." Goku explained, "In fact, he's working on as many techniques as possible. He's been working almost as hard as Pan are. They are both working very hard for this Tournament."
"Sounds like this will be one fun Tournament." Tomata said, "What about you, Trunks, Goten? Are you two training hard?"
"Well..." Trunks muttered as he and Goten looked uncomfortably at each other. "I have been busy with business..."
"We're strong enough to handle ourselves." Goten added on.
"You were knocked out of the park by a four-year-old." Yamcha said as he pointed to Orang.
"I wasn't ready." Goten defended himself. "I underestimated the kid's power level."
"Rule number one: Never underestimate a foe." Bulma explained, "You should know that by now. Most foes would underestimate you when you were much younger but now, you lost that advantage."
*****
Mr. Satan was doing his usual business of preparing for the Tournament. He was anxious about what will happen. Goku and the others warriors told him that they would let him win this time to avoid getting caught for a reasonable fee. However, he didn't know what would happen with Vegita. In the last Tournament, Vegita came up and literally destroyed a good part of the tournament grounds and killed many people. Vegita is obviously not the type who could be bought like Eighteen and the others and he didn't have any ties to Hercule like Goku and Gohan. His best hope was that Mr. Buu would defeat Vegita before it was too late. He was exiting his office when a young boy literally popped out of nowhere in front of him. Hercule's heart nearly jumped out of his chest and the warrior held his hand over his heart. "DON'T DO THAT, BOY!" Hercule exclaimed as he breathed heavilly. **This boy nearly gave me a heart attack! How can every kid with this 'Saiyan' blood get stronger and stronger?** He thought anxiously.
Boxers put his hand behind his head embarrassed. It seemed like that every time he teleported, he would scare some unexpecting person. "Sorry, Herc, but I thought I could just pop in." Boxers joked as he grinned, "So, did Vegita came yet?"
"Not that I know of, kid. But... I did hear about some very strong warriors around here." Mr. Satan replied, "I'll keep an eye out for him."
"Thanks, Herc." Boxers waved as he walked off.
"Wait!" Boxers paused and looked behind him. Hercule looked around and whispered, "How powerful do you think Vegita is now?"
Boxers frowned and whispered back, "No clue. But, Vegita has been known to get very powerful when he was mad and he will be mad at me. If I fight him, I'll do my best but you better hope that Mr. Buu had trained hard." The boy winked and walked off leaving a very nervous Hercule behind. No one, except for possibly Goku knew that Mr. Buu had been gradually getting weaker over the years. It wasn't age since Mr. Buu was over thousands of years old and to him a decade is like a month to a normal human. Mr. Buu had been training for Vegita but he wasn't sure if he was a match for Vegita anymore. Goku told him that there could be another reason for Mr. Buu's gradual power loss and there would be nothing to worry about.
*****
In the dark shadows, a man stood there as he watched the boy walked off. He could feel his stomach turn and his heart pound in anger. The boy was identical to Kakarot but with his mother's hair and eyes. The boy even seemed to mimic some of Kakarot's annoying traits. That even made him far angrier at the boy than before.
"Daddy?" A little blond girl with a tight ponytail came up to him. She was small with dark eyes. Her outfit was as cute pink shirt with the word 'badgirl' with purple shorts. If it weren't for the determined look in her eyes, she would've been very cute. "Daddy, I get to fight?"
"Of course, Yasia." Vegita cooed as he picked up his daughter and adjusted her hair. "I can't have my princess denied of her first Tournament. Did you practice your moves?"
"Uh huh. *aaaahhhh...*" Yasia gasped as she held her nose. She dropped out of Vegita's arms and kept her hand on her nose.
"Oh shit." Vegita muttered as he took out a pepper shaker. He was hoping that Yasia wouldn't expose herself before the Tournament begins. The sneezes are a wild card for the girl. If the fighters know about her secret, they would be better prepared. He wanted to see the look on the other warriors' faces when she transforms in a battle.
"*achoo*!" The girl sneezed and transformed into a blond eight-foot-ape. The ape roared scaring the other fighters.
"A monsterous ape!" A fighter screamed as he ran away.
The Announcer looked at the giant blond ape and moaned, "Not another kid who can transform into a giant ape. I am getting too old for this."
Then, the ape smashed the wall with its massive fists. The Announcer ran off to get his special safety equiptment. Many fighters looked up at the ape and ran away deciding not to compete. A few fainted on the spot in horror.
Vegita, used to the transformation, just sighed and hover up to the ape's eye level. "Come here, Yasia." Vegita said as he took out the pepper and shook it on the ape's snout. "Why does she have to inherit her mother's sneezes?" He grumbled.
The ape sneezed again and in a poof of smoke changed back to a young blond girl. "I did it again?" She asked wide-eyed.
"Yes, but you did no damage. Just do it when you're fighting. Can't let anyone know about your special gift." Vegita advised. He grinned evilly. "We will win this Tournament and defeat Kakarot, Salid, and that blue haired brat."
End?
How's that for an ending? I bet that you are wondering which ending I will use if and when I do sequels. I might do both. They both have such interesting possibilities.
*Whew* After many months, I'm finally done with this fic. This is one of the first multichapter fics that I finally finished. I'd like to thank all the people who made this possible.
I'd like to thank the persistant reviewers who asked for more.
I'd like to thank all the betareaders who had been betareading my work, especially nutnatz who had been truthful.
Alternate Ending 2
By Maria Cline
"So, what do we do now?" Bulma asked as she looked around the group. She knew that it was time for her to finally confront Vegita about what happened. It was time to choose between the love she remembered and the love that she forgotten.
"Talk." Vegita insisted as he gently pulled Bulma to the side, "Bulma, I..." He clenched his teeth in anger. His pride had taken more beatings than Tomata did on him. "Feel betrayed when you are pregnant with Kakarot's child."
"I understand. I'm sorry." Bulma said as she trembled. She was moved by the fact that Vegita had spared Tomata for her. What should she do? "I really am sorry. I... we didn't know at the time."
"That is what made it a bit more bareable." Vegita whispered just loud enough for her to hear. The mighty saiyan closed his eyes and said, "I loved you. But, I can't love you anymore." He turned away and kept the box he was holding in his hands. He didn't want Bulma to know about what were his plans. It was too late; it was best that he didn't tell her.
"I understand." Bulma said, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I broke your heart." Bulma turned away with tears threatening to come out of her eyes. She slowly walked away wiping the tears from her face. It was obvious that she can't make things the way it used to be.
Vegita remained silent as he walked away as well and held up his palm with the box and ring inside. He clutched the box harder feeling both anger and sorrow at the same time. Finally, under the pressure, the box became crushed with the ring still intact.
*****
Meanwhile, Chi Chi and Goku walked a few yards away from the two. They were silent for a second before Chi Chi finally asked, "Goku, during your time on Lotcamel, didn't you ever think that you had a family that depended on you and loved you?"
Goku frowned as he thought back. On Lotcamel, he thought that he was a ruthless super saiyan who killed millions of people before losing his memories. Ever since he met Gohan and the other earth warriors, he had felt guilty because he had not remembered the truth; that he never had been a lonely cold-hearted murderer. "Well... no. Tomata told me that Saiyan men don't have families like the Fruans. Most of the children were born artificially and the women who birthed naturally would most likely die."
Chi Chi gasped at the thought. She had forgotten about the fact that saiyans had a different lifestyle than humans. How was she supposed to know that Tomata hadtold Goku that he wouldn't have any family? "And now?"
"Now, I felt very bad about not knowing the truth. I swear if I had a better idea of what was going on, I would never have fallen in love with Bulma."
Chi Chi sighed as she gazed at her Goku again. His expression was genuinely sad and apologetic. When she looked at that face, she couldn't help but forgive him. "I know. That's the way you are. I can't stay mad at you or Bulma forever but it still hurts."
"I'm sorry. I really am." Goku took her by the hand. "And I promise that when I get my memory back, I'll work harder to regain what we had."
Chi Chi shook her head. If there's one thing that hasn't changed about Goku when he lost his memory, it was his ability to keep promises. However, they had to decide how they were going to work around the biggest problem. "Even if it means leaving the baby with Bulma?" She asked hypothetically.
"I..." Goku choked up. Could he leave the baby with Bulma? It was his responsibility and the thought of leaving his baby was too painful. Yet, he had a duty with his own family. Which family should he chose? "I..."
Chi Chi immediately pressed her forefinger on Goku's lips. "Shhh... don't answer. I... think it's too late... Goku, maybe we should be apart for a while. I want to know what I am without you. Besides, you do have a son or daughter to take care of."
*****
The four talked long and hard trying to think and plan of everything. Finally, they agreed to work things out after they regained their memories. Days passed as Goku and Bulma tried to figure out what to do and each of them dealt with their pain in their own way.. Bulma prepared for the baby that was due to come in several months. Goku, Gohan, Trunks, and even Goten helped out. Vegita and Chi Chi kept to themselves and were rarely seen by anyone.
Finally, The day came when Dr. Briefs can restore Goku and Bulma's memories.
"I hope Mom and Vegita will be here." Gohan said as he looked around.
"They probably are just in hiding." Piccolo said. The Namekian knew Vegita and Chi Chi very well from the times they had together. They were both prideful people who would still love despite the pain.
Unknown to everyone, Vegita hovered a few hundred feet above with Chi Chi in his arms. "So, this is the day." Vegita mused.
"Yes. Oh, Vegita, I can't believe we're going to lose them." Chi Chi moaned.
"We did. It's best that we move on with this." Vegita insisted, "A pity really. I did love her. She changed my life."
"And Goku changed mine." Chi Chi sighed, "What will you do, Vegita? Go back to planet destroying?"
Vegita pondered deeply. He didn't want to get back to destroying civilizations to try to conquer the universe. Ever since his battle with Buu, he had realized that he felt like he had changed. He wasn't as pure hearted as Kakarot but he wasn't as evil as he was when he was on Namek. A part of him couldn't stand going back to the way he was before he met Bulma so long ago. "I don't know. Maybe, travel Earth. Perhaps, see if this world was the true origin of the Saiyan Race. What about you?"
Chi Chi sighed. "I don't know myself. I've spent over half my life being a wife and a mother. I don't know what else I am. Maybe, I should travel myself. See the sights, maybe visit my old village..."
"What about Goten and Gohan?"
"Goten and Gohan are staying over at the Capsule Corporation. I talked to them and they understand everything." Chi Chi explained, "They were both very understanding about it." She looked up. "And... I was thinking... that since we are both going to be traveling that we... travel together?"
"What?!" Vegita boomed as his grip on Chi Chi faltered. "What do you mean together?"
"I mean as traveling companions." Chi Chi suggested, "Nothing romantic. It's just... you and me have a good deal in common. We both were of royal blood and we both were fighters. Besides, I need someone to travel with."
Vegita frowned. It would be so easy to seduce Chi Chi to get revenge on Kakarot for stealing his mate. Of course, the woman was right. They did have a good deal in common and it would be nice to have someone else around. "I don't want you to get the wrong idea about this. We will just be traveling together, okay?"
"Correct. Just traveling companions."
"Then, we shall leave." Vegita held Chi Chi close to him as they soar off.
*****
And so, everything changed after that day. Goku and Bulma got married and Bulma adopted Gohan and Goten as her own. Nine months later, Bulma gave birth to a young boy named Boxers. Of course, Chi Chi still returned to Western Capital City regularly to help raise Goten after traveling on her own. When the others found out that she and Vegita had been traveling together, they suspected that they might have been drawn together in loneliness and to gain revenge on Bulma and Goku. However, Chi Chi always insisted that their relationship was totally platonic. They hardly ever saw Vegita anymore, as he would only only visit once in a while to see how Trunks was getting. But after Trunks began to grow older and less interested in fighting he stopped visiting and virtually disappeared from their lives. A couple years later, Tomata and Yamcha got married and even Gohan and Videl got married and had a pretty girl named Pan.
Finally, the day before the 28th Tournament arrived...
"And so, who was the author of the classic 'The Amnesia Saga'?" A middle-aged woman asked as she glared up at the class. She was dressed in a purple business suit with her hair in a bun and a pair of reading glasses on her nose. "Mr. Briefs?"
A young ten-year-old boy with short blue hair stood up and replied, "Maria Cline."
"I see and what was so unique about this classic?"
"It had two alternate endings, Ms. Chi Chi." Boxers replied as he sweat slightly.
"Thank you." Chi Chi nodded as the boy sat down. "Now, here is your assignment for the Tournament break." Chi Chi ordered as she wrote on the chalkboard. There was a slight moan in the classroom as Chi Chi went on. "You must do a 10,000 or more word essay about the World Tournament. You may write about anything you wish on the Tournament; the fighters, the major events, anything you wish. You may write about Hercule Satan but I wish for you to write about something truly original. It will be due at the end of the Tournament break in one week." There was a sharp ring in the air. "Class dismissed!" Chi Chi bellowed as she sat down at her desk.
The class got up and left in a shuffle.
Boxers was about to exit the room when Chi Chi spoke up, "Mr. Briefs, may I see you for a moment?"
"But, I didn't do anything wrong." Boxers insisted as he sweat dropped.
Chi Chi smiled slightly. "No, you didn't. Please, sit down."
Boxers nervously sat down at his desk again. He knew Chi Chi from the photos and the stories his father told him. He had rarely seen Chi Chi before she had become his teacher. After that, he tried as hard as he could to treat Chi Chi like another teacher but it was hard at times. This is especially hard at the times when she would accidentally call him 'Goku'.
"Now, I understand that you will be fighting in the Tournament?" Chi Chi said as she steeple her hands.
"Yeah. I will be." Boxers replied hesitantly.
"Anyone else will be joining you?"
"My father and a couple of my bros." Boxers said as he tapped on his fingers nervously.
"I see... you understand that I will be expecting an excellent report from you due to your involvement." Chi Chi said as she fingered her pencil, "And I wish the best of luck to you and your family."
"Thank you, Ms. Chi Chi. May I leave?"
"Of course. Have a good break."
"You too." Boxers got up and walked off.
Chi Chi sat at her desk for the longest minute as she watched the boy walk off. Finally, she reached into her desk drawer and got out a small-framed photo of Goku back before Raddiz came to Earth and turned her world upside down. It had been hard at first, living without Goku for the third and final time. However, while traveling with Vegita, she learned about being her own woman. The teaching certificate she gained to home teach Gohan and Goten enabled her to teach elementary school for money and just for the sake of education. The school board knew about Chi Chi's accomplishments with Gohan and felt that she was right for the job. They were correct. She always give hard assignments but would guide the students who were having trouble without letting them cheat. She graced her fingers on the frame before letting it slip on the floor and the glass cracked just between Goku and herself. "Oh, Goku."
"Mom?" Goten asked as he came up.
"Goten, here already?" Chi Chi asked as she picked up the broken picture.
"Yeah." Goten said as he leaned against the wall. "My last teacher let us out early since it's Tournament break and she knew about me fighting in it."
"So, it's Goku's turn to take care of you." Chi Chi figured.
Goten nodded slowly.
"Okay. I'll be watching at the Tournament. Good luck." Chi Chi said as she held the broken picture in her hands.
"Thanks! I'll do my best." Goten grinned as he went out the door.
"I just hope I won't have to see Goku there." Chi Chi muttered as she put the picture back into the drawer.
*****
Bulma and Goku waited in front of the Orange Star Elementary School patiently. Instead of a limo like Trunks sometimes travel in, they were in a station wagon. They both didn't want Boxers to stand out at the school by him getting picked up by a limo.
"I hope Boxers is doing okay." Bulma confided, "He's been wearing himself out in doing both schoolwork and learning as many fighting techniques as possible."
"He'll be fine." Goku insisted, "He's just eager to fight. He's got a photographic memory on his side. After the Tournament, he'll let himself rest for a little bit."
"Well, I don't want him to get a nervous breakdown." Bulma sighed, "He's been through very much for such a little boy."
"Gohan, Goten, and Trunks have been through worst when they were Boxer's age." Goku explained, "Remember?" Goku grinned at his wife.
"Yes. I remember. Dad's amnesia treatment overworked and enabled us to remember everything. I think that's why Boxers has a photographic memory. Either that or he's just brilliant like me." Bulma boasted.
"Maybe it's both." Goku said as he leaned over and kissed her hand.
"Goku... we're in public and in front of an elementary school." Bulma pointed out as she blushed. **Besides, Boxers is coming soon. What will he think?** She telepathically communicated to her husband.
**He's aware of what's going on.** Goku insisted.
"Hey, Mom, Dad." Boxers said as he got into the station wagon. "Waited long?"
"Nah. We were just talking." Goku said as he started the car and drove back to the Capsule Corps. "How's class?"
"The usual." Boxer sighed as he laid back. "I got an assignment from Ms. Chi Chi. I have to write a 10,000 word essay about the Tournament."
"Sounds major but you will be fighting in it so you can get all the research you need." Bulma replied, "*sigh* The Tournament. So much happens every time the Tournament happens."
"Yeah. Me going ape, Master Roshi destroying the moon... and that was just the first tournament." Goku recalled. Then he frowned, "Too bad I only won once..." He suddenly grinned and added cheerfully, "Oh well!"
"Maybe you can defeat Hercule and Mr. Buu..." Boxers suggested.
"No. You know that if Hercule's defeated, it would raise questions about how he's the greatest warrior in the world and cause things to get very complicated." Goku said, "No. We will throw the Tournament. But, after Hercule retires, then we can do whatever we want."
"I'll be counting the years." Boxers muttered as he crossed his arms and frowned.
Goku looked behind him and sighed. His super saiyan hearing makes things hard for him to not pick things up. He knew that all his life, he taught Boxers to always do your hardest and never cheat. Unfortunately, this Tournament may contradict everything he had taught his son. He just hoped that everything would work out in the end.
*****
"Come on, Boxers, put some muscle into it!" Goku urged his youngest son. Boxers went to his knees as he breathed heavily. Goku was wearing a version of his outfit back when he was a boy. Boxers was wearing an outfit that was similar to Goku's old orange outfit only it was a blue jumpsuit with an orange undershirt. Goku, Boxers, Goten, and Trunks were training for the tournament. Bulma was reading an inventor's magazine. They were waiting for everyone else to come so they can travel to the Tournament together.
"I'm *puff* trying, Dad." Boxers insisted as he got back up. "But, it would be a lot easier if I went Super Saiyan."
"You know the rules." Goten said as he was stretching. "No going Super Saiyan during the Tournament."
"Aww man! How can I fight a good fight, if I can't go at my most powerful! I know that I'm supposed to throw the match if necessary but come'on! It's not like anyone will believe that I was one of the golden warriors! The Cell Games were way before I was born!" Boxers screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Consider yourself lucky you get to fight us period." Trunks said, "Remember the last tournament, Goten?"
"Yeah, we had to fight weak kids our age." Goten recollected, "Had to hold back all the time. That was bad. Kinda fun when we passed outselves off as 'Mighty Mask." Goten chuckled and then frowned. "Of course, having you on my shoulders was the worst part."
"That's right." Bulma realized, "Boxers will have to fight adults this time. What happened to the Junior Division?"
"Hercule canceled it after realizing how powerful kids can be." Trunks answered remembering the time he nearly broke Hercule's jaw with one punch in the last Tournament.
"You can say it again!" Yamcha replied as he, Tomata, and a little boy flew down.
"Yamcha! Tomata!" Goku greeted as Yamcha, Tomata, and the little boy landed next to him.
"Goku, long time no see." Tomata said as she shook hands with her fellow Saiyan. "I'd like you to meet, little Orang." A little boy came up from behind Tomata's legs. He was a smaller image of Yamcha back when he was first fighting in the tournament. "Orang, this is Goku. Your namesake."
"Hello." Orang said in a very small voice.
"Whoa, you're not letting this kid fight are you?" Goten asked as he looked down, "How old are you?"
Orang counted his fingers and said, "I'm four."
"Four?" Boxers repeated, "Hope you're tough." **Man, this kid is going to fight? With Pan, this will be weird.**
"I am." Orang insisted.
"Yeah, the junior division was a pain when I was a kid." Goten said as he came up to Orang. The boy felt somewhat strong but he was obviously scared. He acted like Goten back when he was his age. Goten wanted to test his power. "Hey, kid, punch me."
"Punch you?" Orang asked wide-eyed at the much taller man. His father had always warned him about taking dares of hitting people. The man wasn't dressed like a warrior with his blue jeans and shirt that said 'Goten' on it. Orang didn't want to put him in the hospital like that last person.
"Yeah."
"But... I could hurt you." Orang muttered fearfully, "Mommy and Daddy always warn me about hitting strangers. I could kill them. I don't want to be a mudderer!"
"Murderer." Yamcha corrected as he patted the boy.
Goten face faulted and Tomata told her son, "Don't worry, Orang, Goten is much stronger than most people. You can hit him as hard as you like."
"Go ahead, son. Hit your hardest." Yamcha insisted.
"This I have to see." Boxers said as he took out a small bottle of juice.
The young boy looked up at his parents. They seemed very confident in the man's power. And if his parents didn't mind then it would be safe to hit him. "Okay." Orang muttered as he drew back his fist and struck Goten's jaw hard.
**KAPOW!**
"Goten!" Trunks exclaimed as he flew after him.
"Oops." Orang muttered as he clasped his hands over his mouth. "I did it again." **Oh no! I'll be grounded for a year and I won't get to fight in the Tournament!** Orang thought in fear.
"Don't worry, son." Yamcha said, "Goten's tough. He'll be fine."
"I'm sorry!" Orang wailed, "I didn't mean to hit him that hard!"
"That was so cool!" Boxers said, "A little kid sending him off like that!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!" The ten-year-old fell off of his seat and hugged his sides. He loved it when Goten got embarrassed and a little four-year-old beating up a super saiyan teenager was enough.
"You think so?" Orang wondered when Gohan, Videl, and a little girl flew up with Goten in Gohan's arms. Trunks was following just behind them.
"Hey, Dad, can you not send Goten out so far when you knock him out?" Gohan asked as he put Goten down.
"That wasn't me." Goku replied as he pointed to Orang. "This boy did it."
"Huh?" Gohan gawked at the little boy. He knew that he and Goten haven't been training as hard as his father but how could a little boy knock out Goten? "You?"
"I'm sorry." Orang muttered, "Daddy told me to give it all I had."
"That's okay." Goten said as he got up with Dragon Balls circling his head. He stumbled around for a minute before clearing his head. **A four-year-old just conked me out. I hope I don't have to fight him in the Tournament.**
"You're one strong kid." Gohan complimented, "Even stronger than me when I was your age."
"Gohan!" Tomata greeted as she came up and looked at the former warrior. "I see that being a scholar hasn't changed your build that much." She observed.
"Thanks." Gohan said as the little girl came up. "Tomata, Yamcha, this is Pan, my daughter."
"Hi!" Pan waved.
"Daughter?!" Yamcha and Tomata exclaimed at once.
"Whoa... you mean... that..." Yamcha looked down at Pan and said, "You're a grandpa, Goku?"
"Yeah." Goku picked up his granddaughter and rubbed her head with great vigor. "Such a great fighter at a young age, just like her parents."
Yamcha shook his head grinning widely. "Wow. You, a grandfather... you just don't seem like the grandfatherly type."
"And not only that but our son is as old as your granddaughter." Tomata pointed out, "That's frightening."
"That's the way things are." Goku sighed as he introduced, "Panny, this is Orang, Tomata, and Yamcha."
Pan got out of her grandfather's arms and went up to Orang. "Hi! I'm Pan!" She looked behind Orang and asked, "Where did you get the monkey tail?"
"Monkey tail?" Gohan repeated when he looked over at Orang to see a long monkey tail unravel itself from Orang's waist and waved at him. "Gah!"
"He has a tail?" Goku repeated as he looked at the boy. "Well... so you do!"
"I thought I could let him keep it until he doesn't want one anymore. Besides, with the moon still gone, there's no chance that he will lose control if he accidentally looks at a full moon." Tomata explained.
"Monkey boy!" Pan exclaimed as she grabbed Orang's tail.
"Hey! Don't touch!" Orang screamed as he ran off.
"Let me touch!" Pan insisted as she chased him.
"No!!!"
"Please!"
The two kids flew off in a pair of blurs. Tomata yelled, "Just come back in time for the Tournament!!!"
"At least I see another trait Orang inherited from me." Yamcha laughed as he gaze up at the sky. "Oh boy. Some things never change."
"Tell me about it." Tomata sighed as she looked at Videl and Gohan again. "So... did either of you hear about Vegita?"
"I heard rumors about a Golden Warrior beating up bad guys." Gohan replied, "But that was it."
"At least he's on this planet." Tomata figured, "Unless he left."
"Not a chance." Trunks said, "If Dad wanted to leave, the only spaceship available is the one at Capsule Corps and that one isn't stolen."
"Have you seen him?" Tomata asked anxiously.
"Sometimes. If I go off alone and in the middle of nowhere, he would come. He never told me where he will be but he just tells me that if I need him, just go off alone and power up. Kinda handy having a dad who can sense where you are." Trunks commented as he glanced at Goku. "Two fathers."
Goku grinned hesitantly. "Well... I do know one thing. This Tournament is sure to lure Vegita. He wouldn't miss an opportunity to fight me or Tomata."
"Or me." Boxers said, "He might want to kill me."
"He won't." Goku insisted, "Look, I know Vegita, he won't kill you because that will disqualify him from the Tournament forever. He will want to fight me and Tomata so he won't risk the chance of being disqualified."
"I know... I know..." Boxers muttered. He knew for a very long time that he was an 'illegitimate' child. It was no secret from him about how he was conceived. His parents wanted him to know the truth to avoid the chance of him finding out later by accident. It didn't bother him as much as most people would think. His older half-brothers loved him and defended him when he was bullied. They trained him and taught him everything he knew. "Look, I'm going off to the Tournament ahead of you guys. May I leave?"
"Sure, son." Goku said, "We'll meet you there. Say 'hi' to Hercule for me."
"Will do, Dad."
"Just make sure not to eat the place out when you get there." Bulma advised as she went up and hugged him. "And if you see Vegita, just don't make him mad."
"Mom." Boxers groaned as he put two fingers on his forehead and vanished.
"Showoff." Goten muttered under his breath.
Yamcha's and Tomata's jaws dropped in unison. "Boxers can teleport?!" Yamcha exclaimed, "Wow. I thought only you can do that, Goku."
"Nah. Boxers worked for over a year to get that right." Goku explained, "In fact, he's working on as many techniques as possible. He's been working almost as hard as Pan are. They are both working very hard for this Tournament."
"Sounds like this will be one fun Tournament." Tomata said, "What about you, Trunks, Goten? Are you two training hard?"
"Well..." Trunks muttered as he and Goten looked uncomfortably at each other. "I have been busy with business..."
"We're strong enough to handle ourselves." Goten added on.
"You were knocked out of the park by a four-year-old." Yamcha said as he pointed to Orang.
"I wasn't ready." Goten defended himself. "I underestimated the kid's power level."
"Rule number one: Never underestimate a foe." Bulma explained, "You should know that by now. Most foes would underestimate you when you were much younger but now, you lost that advantage."
*****
Mr. Satan was doing his usual business of preparing for the Tournament. He was anxious about what will happen. Goku and the others warriors told him that they would let him win this time to avoid getting caught for a reasonable fee. However, he didn't know what would happen with Vegita. In the last Tournament, Vegita came up and literally destroyed a good part of the tournament grounds and killed many people. Vegita is obviously not the type who could be bought like Eighteen and the others and he didn't have any ties to Hercule like Goku and Gohan. His best hope was that Mr. Buu would defeat Vegita before it was too late. He was exiting his office when a young boy literally popped out of nowhere in front of him. Hercule's heart nearly jumped out of his chest and the warrior held his hand over his heart. "DON'T DO THAT, BOY!" Hercule exclaimed as he breathed heavilly. **This boy nearly gave me a heart attack! How can every kid with this 'Saiyan' blood get stronger and stronger?** He thought anxiously.
Boxers put his hand behind his head embarrassed. It seemed like that every time he teleported, he would scare some unexpecting person. "Sorry, Herc, but I thought I could just pop in." Boxers joked as he grinned, "So, did Vegita came yet?"
"Not that I know of, kid. But... I did hear about some very strong warriors around here." Mr. Satan replied, "I'll keep an eye out for him."
"Thanks, Herc." Boxers waved as he walked off.
"Wait!" Boxers paused and looked behind him. Hercule looked around and whispered, "How powerful do you think Vegita is now?"
Boxers frowned and whispered back, "No clue. But, Vegita has been known to get very powerful when he was mad and he will be mad at me. If I fight him, I'll do my best but you better hope that Mr. Buu had trained hard." The boy winked and walked off leaving a very nervous Hercule behind. No one, except for possibly Goku knew that Mr. Buu had been gradually getting weaker over the years. It wasn't age since Mr. Buu was over thousands of years old and to him a decade is like a month to a normal human. Mr. Buu had been training for Vegita but he wasn't sure if he was a match for Vegita anymore. Goku told him that there could be another reason for Mr. Buu's gradual power loss and there would be nothing to worry about.
*****
In the dark shadows, a man stood there as he watched the boy walked off. He could feel his stomach turn and his heart pound in anger. The boy was identical to Kakarot but with his mother's hair and eyes. The boy even seemed to mimic some of Kakarot's annoying traits. That even made him far angrier at the boy than before.
"Daddy?" A little blond girl with a tight ponytail came up to him. She was small with dark eyes. Her outfit was as cute pink shirt with the word 'badgirl' with purple shorts. If it weren't for the determined look in her eyes, she would've been very cute. "Daddy, I get to fight?"
"Of course, Yasia." Vegita cooed as he picked up his daughter and adjusted her hair. "I can't have my princess denied of her first Tournament. Did you practice your moves?"
"Uh huh. *aaaahhhh...*" Yasia gasped as she held her nose. She dropped out of Vegita's arms and kept her hand on her nose.
"Oh shit." Vegita muttered as he took out a pepper shaker. He was hoping that Yasia wouldn't expose herself before the Tournament begins. The sneezes are a wild card for the girl. If the fighters know about her secret, they would be better prepared. He wanted to see the look on the other warriors' faces when she transforms in a battle.
"*achoo*!" The girl sneezed and transformed into a blond eight-foot-ape. The ape roared scaring the other fighters.
"A monsterous ape!" A fighter screamed as he ran away.
The Announcer looked at the giant blond ape and moaned, "Not another kid who can transform into a giant ape. I am getting too old for this."
Then, the ape smashed the wall with its massive fists. The Announcer ran off to get his special safety equiptment. Many fighters looked up at the ape and ran away deciding not to compete. A few fainted on the spot in horror.
Vegita, used to the transformation, just sighed and hover up to the ape's eye level. "Come here, Yasia." Vegita said as he took out the pepper and shook it on the ape's snout. "Why does she have to inherit her mother's sneezes?" He grumbled.
The ape sneezed again and in a poof of smoke changed back to a young blond girl. "I did it again?" She asked wide-eyed.
"Yes, but you did no damage. Just do it when you're fighting. Can't let anyone know about your special gift." Vegita advised. He grinned evilly. "We will win this Tournament and defeat Kakarot, Salid, and that blue haired brat."
End?
How's that for an ending? I bet that you are wondering which ending I will use if and when I do sequels. I might do both. They both have such interesting possibilities.
*Whew* After many months, I'm finally done with this fic. This is one of the first multichapter fics that I finally finished. I'd like to thank all the people who made this possible.
I'd like to thank the persistant reviewers who asked for more.
I'd like to thank all the betareaders who had been betareading my work, especially nutnatz who had been truthful.