CHAPTER TWO
The evening before the Budaki (World Martial Arts Tournament), Marron walked along the beach with Master Roshi. For the past three months since she got home she had trained hard with Krillen and 18, proving to them that she could hold her own in the fights. Roshi now walked with her saying that he had a special move that could help her in the fights.
"What is it?" Marron asked. "It better not be some Naked top Kick, or something."
"No,no." Roshi laughed. "This is a move I used to win my fair share of tournaments in the past." He looked around to see if anyone was listening. "It is called Yopparia Utsu." he whispered.
"The Drunken Punch?" Marron asked puzzled.
Roshi nodded. "It's a great move. You use it when your opponent always seems to have his gaurd up. You ditract him then strike. It will work great against Goten and Trunks." He winked.
The day of the tournament, they flew in a jetcopter across the ocean to the island where the matches woulod take place. Marron sat in the back as Krillen flew the plane. She sat with her arms cross her cheast almost mimicing her mothers stance. Roshi, Oolong and Umigame sat in the back and Umigame begain to get air sick.
"OOooOOooO! Turtles are not ment to fly." he said dizzily.
"So what are you entering as?" Krillen asked. "So we know who to cheer for."
"What do you mean?" Marron asked.
"An allis. A disguse so no one will reconize you." Krillen said. "What name are you entering under?"
Marron frowned. She hadn't thought of that. But now it made perfect sence. She was older she assumed that they wouldn't reconize her. She was no longer the small noseless girl who couldn't fly. Now she was a tall muscular but beautiful blonde with baby blue eyes. Marron shrugged.
"How about Camile? Or Sasha?" Roshi said listing names. "Sara? Barbra? Bunny? Miss July?"
"Miss July?" Marron looked over and saw his face burried in a henti magizine. She groaned and ignored him.
"How does Leather sound?" 18 said.
"Leather." Marron said rolling it on her tounge. "I like it."
"Leather it is." Krillen said landing the plane. They all got out and he recapsuled the jetcopter. "Well 'Leather' you better go to registration and sign up. Me and your mom will be in the stands cheering you on." He turned to leave with the rest.
"Wait!"
"Did you forget something?" Krillen asked half turning back.
"Yeah." Marron walked up and knelt down on one knee. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tight. "I love you Dad."
"I love you too sweetheart." he said. Marron got up and she smiled at her mother.
"Kill'em." was all 18 said. Marron nodded and ran off.
Marron looked around for the locker rooms. She had already signed up under the name Leather and passed the paliminaries. All she needed to do now was change.
She finaly found it and went to the back to undress. She pulled on a pair of brown leather pants and a dark green top with long sleeves that cut off showing her belly. Then she tugged on her brown boots. Next Marron reached into her bag and pulled out two red hair ties and put her hair up in pigtails. She looked at herself in the mirror. She wished there was a way to make her more showy and less plain. She picked out some green eyeshadow and pink shiny lipstick. She was in the middle of applying it when two other girls walked back. Marron froze. Was that Bulma!?!
Marron looked closer and saw the girl was much younger.
"I still think blue is a better fashion statment for fighting then red." she said.
And much ditzier. This must be Bra, Marron realized.
The girls turned and saw her. "Hi," Bra said. "you entering the tournament?"
"That's right." Marron said leaning against a locker. "I'm Leather. Who are you?"
"I'm Bra Breifs and this is Pan Son." Bra said. "Nice to meet you."
Marron rose one perfect blonde eyebrow. "Did you say Breifs? As in the owners of Capsule Corp.?"
"Yep." Bra nodded. "And Pan is the granddaughter of the former champ Herucule."
"AND Goku." Pan corrected.
"You have a lot of money then. The both of you." Marron said calmly in the same tone her mother used. "So why are you entering?"
"For fun!" Pan announced as she tied on a orange bandana. Pan wore leather pants and vest over a red tank top. Bra wore a deep blue gi and red headband. Not typical training outfitts Marron noted. No doubt they think there will be no compitition.
"Why are you entering?" Bra asked cheerfully.
"Revenge." Marron turned and walked out of the room leaving the two girls speachless.
Outside Marron laughed aloud to herself. Her shoulders shook so much that she didn't notice where she was going. She rammed right into someone, knocking them both down.
"OOF!"
"Whoa!"
Marron felt the weight of someone on top of her and she shoved the head of whoever it was off. She sat up and looked across from her.
On his rear a handsom black haired young man sat rubbing his head. He was dressed casual in jeans and a red hawian t-shirt over a white tank that showed his wide musculare cheast and arms. He looked over at her and grinned.
"Sorry. My bad." He got up and offered a hand down to her. She shyly took it and dusted herself off. "Sorry," he said again. "I was looking for the locker rooms."
Marron was distracted by his adorible smile for a minute then shook it off. "Well you should pay more attention. Especialy if you're going to be in the compitition."
The boy blushed and ran his hand through his thick black hair. Marron grinned. He looked so cute when he did that.
"GOTEN!" a deep voice shouted. The boy turned his head.
Goten? Marron stared at the guy. A tall lavender haired boy ran up and hit Goten in the back of the head. Marron could tell right away that this was Trunks. Same blue eyes and hair. Same rude attitude too.
"You were supposed to be looking for the locker rooms not flirting with girls!" Trunks shouted. Goten scratched his head.
Marron smiled. "That's my fault." She batted her eyes at them. "The locker rooms are over there." She said smoothly pointing behind her.
Trunks flashed her a grin of perfect white teeth. "Thanks." He then grabed Goten by the shoulder and marched him into the locker room.
Marron smiled and waited paciently. 5-4-3-2-1 . . .
"EEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKK!!GOTEN! TRUNKS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THE GIRLS LOCKER ROOM!?!"
Screams and yells were heard in side as well as squeels and the sound of things being knocked over.
"Get out!"
"Perverts!"
"AAHHHHHH!!"
"What the-"
Goten and Trunks finaly emerged and fell into a heap on the floor outside. Bra and Pan stood in the doorway glaring at them.
"JERKS!" they both said slamming the door.
Marron streched out and smiled happily at the ways things were going. But her goal was to humiliate them in the ring. Doing outside was just one of the perks. Bra and Pan walked in then and looked angery too.
"What's wrong?" she asked as if she didn't already know.
"My idiot of a big brother walked into the girls locker room with Pans uncle." Bra fumed. "They said it was a 'mistake'."
"Trunks can be such a womanizer." Pan said. "But that was low."
"Knowing Goten it could have been a mistake." Bra said. "If he were any more stupid, he'd have to be watered twice a week."
"Hey! Don't talk about Goten like that." Pan said.
"Ha! Some drink from the fountain of knowledge, Goten only gargled!" Bra countered.
"Like you're the brightest crayon in the box!"
Marron tuned out their fighting and looked around. Soon Goten and Trunks walked in. Goten in his typical orange and blue outfit and Trunks in all black and a yellow sash. Instantly two dozen girls surounded them and started chattering at lightning speed. Goten and Trunks smiled loving the attention.
Marron scowled then got an idea. She cleared her throat and said to no one in perticular, "It's so great that the Budaki has reached out to gay couples like those two!"
The group of girls froze and looked at her and saw she ment Trunks and Goten. Quickly the girls shyly disappeared.
"Wait! Girls!" Goten cried.
"It's not true!" Trunks yelled. "She lies! All lies! Oh!" He turned and glared angerly at Marron. "You!"
"AHHHH!" Goten jumped screamed. "Keep her back!" He formed the cross with his fingers.
"Serves you right." Pan said. "Sneeking into the girls locker room like that."
"She tricked us!" Goten said pointing at Marron.
Marron shrugged innocently. "What did I do? I pointed behind me and you were the ones who assumed I ment the right door."
"Oh yeah," Trunks said. "what about that comment you just made?"
"Well, the way you two act around each other and are always so close, I thought . . . " Marron smiled sweetly. "My mistake."
"Listen girl, I'm not gay!" Goten shouted proudly. "I can prove it right here, right now!"
"Oh really?" Marron purred.
"I-er-um . . . Trunks make her stop it!" Goten shouted turning red.
"Oh, please don't sick your boyfriend on me." Marron said holding up her hands and backing out of the room.
"So Leather tricked you into the girls room?" Bra said begining to understand.
Trunks nodded. "It wasn't that much fun for any of us. Goten knocked over a tampon machine."
Pan rolled her eyes. "We know. I say we beat her in the first round with one hit. That'll embarass her."
"As long as one of us does fight her." Goten said. "It was Leather, right?"
"Welcome to the World Martial Arts Tournament!" the Announcer shouted into the mic. "Our first match is Pan Son, granddaughter of the great Hericul-" The crowd roared. "vs.Bebo! A new commer to the Tournament."
Pan and a tall thirtyish black man walked down the walked and up into the ring. Bebo was large and muscular and flexed his body to prove it. Pan supressed a groan. She wanted to fight Trunks, Bra, or Goten. Or at least wipe that smirk off of Ashitakas face. The bell dinged and Bebo rushed forward yelling at full power. Pan lifted her leg and knocked him out of the ring and unconsious. All the good fighting would have to wait for later.
What do you think? Should I continue? Please review!
The evening before the Budaki (World Martial Arts Tournament), Marron walked along the beach with Master Roshi. For the past three months since she got home she had trained hard with Krillen and 18, proving to them that she could hold her own in the fights. Roshi now walked with her saying that he had a special move that could help her in the fights.
"What is it?" Marron asked. "It better not be some Naked top Kick, or something."
"No,no." Roshi laughed. "This is a move I used to win my fair share of tournaments in the past." He looked around to see if anyone was listening. "It is called Yopparia Utsu." he whispered.
"The Drunken Punch?" Marron asked puzzled.
Roshi nodded. "It's a great move. You use it when your opponent always seems to have his gaurd up. You ditract him then strike. It will work great against Goten and Trunks." He winked.
The day of the tournament, they flew in a jetcopter across the ocean to the island where the matches woulod take place. Marron sat in the back as Krillen flew the plane. She sat with her arms cross her cheast almost mimicing her mothers stance. Roshi, Oolong and Umigame sat in the back and Umigame begain to get air sick.
"OOooOOooO! Turtles are not ment to fly." he said dizzily.
"So what are you entering as?" Krillen asked. "So we know who to cheer for."
"What do you mean?" Marron asked.
"An allis. A disguse so no one will reconize you." Krillen said. "What name are you entering under?"
Marron frowned. She hadn't thought of that. But now it made perfect sence. She was older she assumed that they wouldn't reconize her. She was no longer the small noseless girl who couldn't fly. Now she was a tall muscular but beautiful blonde with baby blue eyes. Marron shrugged.
"How about Camile? Or Sasha?" Roshi said listing names. "Sara? Barbra? Bunny? Miss July?"
"Miss July?" Marron looked over and saw his face burried in a henti magizine. She groaned and ignored him.
"How does Leather sound?" 18 said.
"Leather." Marron said rolling it on her tounge. "I like it."
"Leather it is." Krillen said landing the plane. They all got out and he recapsuled the jetcopter. "Well 'Leather' you better go to registration and sign up. Me and your mom will be in the stands cheering you on." He turned to leave with the rest.
"Wait!"
"Did you forget something?" Krillen asked half turning back.
"Yeah." Marron walked up and knelt down on one knee. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tight. "I love you Dad."
"I love you too sweetheart." he said. Marron got up and she smiled at her mother.
"Kill'em." was all 18 said. Marron nodded and ran off.
Marron looked around for the locker rooms. She had already signed up under the name Leather and passed the paliminaries. All she needed to do now was change.
She finaly found it and went to the back to undress. She pulled on a pair of brown leather pants and a dark green top with long sleeves that cut off showing her belly. Then she tugged on her brown boots. Next Marron reached into her bag and pulled out two red hair ties and put her hair up in pigtails. She looked at herself in the mirror. She wished there was a way to make her more showy and less plain. She picked out some green eyeshadow and pink shiny lipstick. She was in the middle of applying it when two other girls walked back. Marron froze. Was that Bulma!?!
Marron looked closer and saw the girl was much younger.
"I still think blue is a better fashion statment for fighting then red." she said.
And much ditzier. This must be Bra, Marron realized.
The girls turned and saw her. "Hi," Bra said. "you entering the tournament?"
"That's right." Marron said leaning against a locker. "I'm Leather. Who are you?"
"I'm Bra Breifs and this is Pan Son." Bra said. "Nice to meet you."
Marron rose one perfect blonde eyebrow. "Did you say Breifs? As in the owners of Capsule Corp.?"
"Yep." Bra nodded. "And Pan is the granddaughter of the former champ Herucule."
"AND Goku." Pan corrected.
"You have a lot of money then. The both of you." Marron said calmly in the same tone her mother used. "So why are you entering?"
"For fun!" Pan announced as she tied on a orange bandana. Pan wore leather pants and vest over a red tank top. Bra wore a deep blue gi and red headband. Not typical training outfitts Marron noted. No doubt they think there will be no compitition.
"Why are you entering?" Bra asked cheerfully.
"Revenge." Marron turned and walked out of the room leaving the two girls speachless.
Outside Marron laughed aloud to herself. Her shoulders shook so much that she didn't notice where she was going. She rammed right into someone, knocking them both down.
"OOF!"
"Whoa!"
Marron felt the weight of someone on top of her and she shoved the head of whoever it was off. She sat up and looked across from her.
On his rear a handsom black haired young man sat rubbing his head. He was dressed casual in jeans and a red hawian t-shirt over a white tank that showed his wide musculare cheast and arms. He looked over at her and grinned.
"Sorry. My bad." He got up and offered a hand down to her. She shyly took it and dusted herself off. "Sorry," he said again. "I was looking for the locker rooms."
Marron was distracted by his adorible smile for a minute then shook it off. "Well you should pay more attention. Especialy if you're going to be in the compitition."
The boy blushed and ran his hand through his thick black hair. Marron grinned. He looked so cute when he did that.
"GOTEN!" a deep voice shouted. The boy turned his head.
Goten? Marron stared at the guy. A tall lavender haired boy ran up and hit Goten in the back of the head. Marron could tell right away that this was Trunks. Same blue eyes and hair. Same rude attitude too.
"You were supposed to be looking for the locker rooms not flirting with girls!" Trunks shouted. Goten scratched his head.
Marron smiled. "That's my fault." She batted her eyes at them. "The locker rooms are over there." She said smoothly pointing behind her.
Trunks flashed her a grin of perfect white teeth. "Thanks." He then grabed Goten by the shoulder and marched him into the locker room.
Marron smiled and waited paciently. 5-4-3-2-1 . . .
"EEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKK!!GOTEN! TRUNKS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THE GIRLS LOCKER ROOM!?!"
Screams and yells were heard in side as well as squeels and the sound of things being knocked over.
"Get out!"
"Perverts!"
"AAHHHHHH!!"
"What the-"
Goten and Trunks finaly emerged and fell into a heap on the floor outside. Bra and Pan stood in the doorway glaring at them.
"JERKS!" they both said slamming the door.
Marron streched out and smiled happily at the ways things were going. But her goal was to humiliate them in the ring. Doing outside was just one of the perks. Bra and Pan walked in then and looked angery too.
"What's wrong?" she asked as if she didn't already know.
"My idiot of a big brother walked into the girls locker room with Pans uncle." Bra fumed. "They said it was a 'mistake'."
"Trunks can be such a womanizer." Pan said. "But that was low."
"Knowing Goten it could have been a mistake." Bra said. "If he were any more stupid, he'd have to be watered twice a week."
"Hey! Don't talk about Goten like that." Pan said.
"Ha! Some drink from the fountain of knowledge, Goten only gargled!" Bra countered.
"Like you're the brightest crayon in the box!"
Marron tuned out their fighting and looked around. Soon Goten and Trunks walked in. Goten in his typical orange and blue outfit and Trunks in all black and a yellow sash. Instantly two dozen girls surounded them and started chattering at lightning speed. Goten and Trunks smiled loving the attention.
Marron scowled then got an idea. She cleared her throat and said to no one in perticular, "It's so great that the Budaki has reached out to gay couples like those two!"
The group of girls froze and looked at her and saw she ment Trunks and Goten. Quickly the girls shyly disappeared.
"Wait! Girls!" Goten cried.
"It's not true!" Trunks yelled. "She lies! All lies! Oh!" He turned and glared angerly at Marron. "You!"
"AHHHH!" Goten jumped screamed. "Keep her back!" He formed the cross with his fingers.
"Serves you right." Pan said. "Sneeking into the girls locker room like that."
"She tricked us!" Goten said pointing at Marron.
Marron shrugged innocently. "What did I do? I pointed behind me and you were the ones who assumed I ment the right door."
"Oh yeah," Trunks said. "what about that comment you just made?"
"Well, the way you two act around each other and are always so close, I thought . . . " Marron smiled sweetly. "My mistake."
"Listen girl, I'm not gay!" Goten shouted proudly. "I can prove it right here, right now!"
"Oh really?" Marron purred.
"I-er-um . . . Trunks make her stop it!" Goten shouted turning red.
"Oh, please don't sick your boyfriend on me." Marron said holding up her hands and backing out of the room.
"So Leather tricked you into the girls room?" Bra said begining to understand.
Trunks nodded. "It wasn't that much fun for any of us. Goten knocked over a tampon machine."
Pan rolled her eyes. "We know. I say we beat her in the first round with one hit. That'll embarass her."
"As long as one of us does fight her." Goten said. "It was Leather, right?"
"Welcome to the World Martial Arts Tournament!" the Announcer shouted into the mic. "Our first match is Pan Son, granddaughter of the great Hericul-" The crowd roared. "vs.Bebo! A new commer to the Tournament."
Pan and a tall thirtyish black man walked down the walked and up into the ring. Bebo was large and muscular and flexed his body to prove it. Pan supressed a groan. She wanted to fight Trunks, Bra, or Goten. Or at least wipe that smirk off of Ashitakas face. The bell dinged and Bebo rushed forward yelling at full power. Pan lifted her leg and knocked him out of the ring and unconsious. All the good fighting would have to wait for later.
What do you think? Should I continue? Please review!