Disclaimer: I believe we've been through this already.
Author's Notes: Wow! I got a much bigger response to this than I'd expected! To be perfectly honest, this was just something I threw together a few months ago when a bunch of ideas came into my head. I soon after dismissed it, and for some reason I didn't delete it, so it just sat there on my computer. Then, late one night, I was bored and wanted to upload something, so I opened it up, polished it, put an ending on it, and there you go. I guess I'll have to abandon projects and come back again more often, eh?
P.S. If you like this, read my other big DBZ fic: Dragonball G. It's an alternate sequel series to DBZ, in place of GT.
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Gohan and Videl sat on a bench a on the far side of the island from the stadium. Nobody else was around, so they could talk about the tournament away from the nosey ears of the general public. Even the souvenir shop across from them was empty.
"So tell me, really, how did that woman beat my father?" Videl asked.
"I've already said that only he really knows what happened," Gohan lied. "If you think he's not telling the truth, you should talk to him about it." Videl wasn't buying it.
"Gohan, I know you know something," she said. "Not you nor any one of your friends was the least bit surprised when she won. That one guy Krillin even said she would beforehand." Gohan gulped and sweat nervously. He had no idea how he was going to explain this.
"Well, you see…" he began, "Krillin is just really confident in his wife, that's all. As for the fight, if there's one thing I've learned over the years, it's that size isn't everything. Your dad may be really big, but 18 is really, really fast. If he can't catch her, he can't beat her." He finished off with a smile, and mentally patted himself on the back. He did pretty well considering he was making it up as he went. He noticed Videl smirk at him.
"Well I'll believe you for now," she said, "but I still say there's something else you're not telling me. I've bothered you enough about it though, so I'll ask again later." He gave a sarcastic laugh.
"Gee, thanks," he teased.
"So what about you?" she asked, her face lit up again. "That fight of yours was incredible!" She'd told him that already, but she couldn't get over it. He smiled at her.
"Thanks."
"I knew you would win, of course," she continued. She wrapped her arms around his left arm, and leaned against him. He was back to his old self in that it made him a little nervous.
"I don't think there's anyone here that could beat you," she finished. Gohan swelled with pride as he heard her say this. She suddenly let go of him and jumped up off the bench and spun around to face him.
"I mean, how many people can lift airplanes and punch through water tanks and knock out dinosaurs and all the other crazy stuff I've seen you do?" She was very excited again.
"Not many, I guess," Gohan answered weakly.
From the other side of the island, they could hear the whistle announcing the beginning of the quarterfinals.
"I guess that means I've gotta go back," Gohan said, getting up.
"And just what do you mean by that?" Videl asked pretending to be hurt. "I'm going to go back and sit in the waiting area with you, and I'll have front row seats for your fight. Don't you think for one minute that you're going back without me, Son Gohan. There's no way I'm sitting up in the bleachers." Gohan chuckled a little bit.
"All right, you've made your point. Let's get going or they'll start without us." They took off and headed toward the gigantic stadium on the other side of the island.
* * *
"So Whaddya think, guys?" Goku asked as they all sat in the rec room sans Vegeta. "That Mighty Mask seemed a bit stronger than normal, don't you think?" Everyone nodded.
"Yes," said Piccolo. "He knocked his opponent out of the ring with a single punch. The only people that should be able to do that, we know."
"Ah, I wouldn't worry about it, you guys," Krillin said. "So he's a little strong, so what? There's no way anyone on this planet would be strong enough to cause us any trouble."
"That's true, Krillin, but that's not what we're worried about," Piccolo said. "If this fighter has learned how to train himself to that level, then others might as well. The world would be a dangerous place if a bunch of powered up warriors were running around. Even if they only were as strong as Raditz, they could still cause a lot of trouble."
"Speaking of which, what about those two guys Spopovich and Yamu?" Krillin asked. "They seemed unusually strong, and that Spopovich character was downright creepy."
"The Supreme Kai said something about them wanting to attack Gohan," Piccolo said. "That's all we know for now."
"Where is the Supreme Kai, anyway?" Goku asked.
"He and that Kibito guy went off somewhere to talk about something," Krillin answered. Their conversation was interrupted however, by a familiar greeting.
"Hey, you guys!" They all turned their heads towards the door and the source of the voice.
"Yamcha!" Krillin shouted. "What are you doing back here?" Yamcha put his finger to his lips.
"Shh!" He whispered. "I'm not supposed to be. They let me come back and look at the arena because I'm a former contestant, but I'm not supposed to come see you guys."
"Well hurry in and close the door already then, will ya?" Krillin said. Yamcha did so.
"Congratulations on your fights, you guys," he said. "And 18, I gotta say, your fight made me so happy I almost cried."
She responded with a "Hmm," but the corners of her mouth turned upward just a little bit.
"So how are the fights looking from out there?" Goku asked his friend.
"Oh, they're incredible. Goku, yours was one of the best fights I've seen in a long time. I take it Vegeta's not happy, and that' why he's not here."
"You guessed right on that one," Krillin laughed. "Was Bulma upset about it, too?"
"Well, she was disappointed, but she took it pretty well. And it's not like she can't be happy for Goku." It was then that Piccolo broke into their conversation.
"Yamcha, what do you think of Mighty Mask?" he asked. Yamcha thought about it for a moment.
"He looks unusually strong to me," the former bandit replied. Piccolo nodded and grunted.
"And Spopovich and Yamu?" inquired the Namek.
"Those two creep me out. And that Spopovich guy, I was ready to jump into the ring and take him out myself when I saw what he was dong to that girl Videl." Krillin smirked.
"If you think it bothered you, you should've seen Gohan. He was about to explode." The short man laughed. "Man, I sure wouldn't wanna be Spopovich in the quarterfinals."
"Speaking of the quarterfinals," Piccolo stated, "they just sounded the whistle. You'd better get back out there."
"Aren't you coming, Piccolo?" Goku asked. The Namek shook his head.
"No, I'm going to find Vegeta. If he's really in a bad mood, then he shouldn't be where ordinary people could set him off."
"That's a good idea," Yamcha said. "If you can't find him by the end of the round, come get me and I'll help you. But for right now, I've got to get out of here." He darted over to the door, peeked out to make sure no one was looking, and then dashed out of the building and back towards the bleachers. Piccolo went off in search of Vegeta, and the rest of them returned to the small waiting area outside the ring.
* * *
"Here," Sharpener said as he handed his two friends their drinks. "And I hope you appreciate it, because that line was insane."
"Did you see Videl and Gohan?" Erasa asked. Sharpener looked puzzled.
"No, why would I?" he asked.
"Well, they took off a little while ago, and they haven't come back ye—oh, look! There they are now!" She pointed to the fighters' waiting area, where Gohan and Videl were just landing.
"I guess the next round is about to start," Erasa said. Sharpener seemed bummed again.
"Yeah, I guess it is," he said. He sighed groaned and looked at Gohan and Videl. There was nothing he could do. If he tried anything, Gohan would surely beat the tar out of him.
'That's what I would do,' he thought.
* * *
"Okay, ladies and gentlemen! We're back and ready to begin the quarterfinals! Our first match pits the accomplished and veteran fighter Krillin against the mysterious newcomer Shin! Would the fighters please make their way to the ring?"
"You're gonna be okay, Krillin," Goku encouraged his buddy as he left for the ring.
"How can you say that?" Krillin asked indignantly. "I'm fighting the Supreme Kai for Dende's sake!"
"Don't let that worry you! Just go out there and do your best!" Krillin gulped.
"If you say so, Goku."
"Here they come, folks! The two smallest competitors in this year's tournament are ascending into the ring! I'm sure we can expect a good show from this bout!"
'There he is,' Krillin thought to himself. 'This is just great. I came here to have a good time, and I end up fighting the supreme overseer of the universe! How can I attack him?'
::You needn't worry about that, Krillin:: a voice in his head said. ::I will not be angry with you in the least if you fare well against me. On the contrary, I will be much more pleased if you defeat me than if you do not:: Krillin looked in astonishment at the Supreme Kai, who was looking back at him with a grin on his face.
"What do you mean?" Krillin asked aloud.
::You will understand, I promise. But for now, I want you to promise me that you will not hold back against me simply because I am the Supreme Kai. I want you to give this fight everything you have. Do you understand?:: Krillin answered telepathically this time.
:Yeah, I guess so:: The Supreme Kai grinned widely.
::Good. Now let's see what the strongest human in the world is capable of:: He dropped into a fighting stance, and Krillin did the same. The poor little guy was still nervous as hell.
"Let the first match of the quarterfinals begin!" Krillin decided to go on the offensive, and charged at the Supreme Kai. He threw a volley of kicks and punches that were all blocked, and the two of them sparred back and forth like that for a few minutes.
"Look at them go, ladies and gentlemen! The quarterfinals are definitely off to a good start, and it can only get better from here!"
* * *
"Has Krillin been training much, Gohan?" Goku asked as he watched the fight.
"Well, yes, but not as much as he used to, that's for sure."
"He's really good, Gohan," Videl said. "I can see how you got to be so strong. Anyone would be if they grew up around guys like these."
"I hope he can win it," Gohan said. "It'd be nice for Krillin to make it back to the semifinals. This Shin guy looks pretty tough, though." Of course he didn't tell Videl who 'Shin' really was.
* * *
Back in the ring, 'Shin' was surveying Krillin's technique as they fought.
'He has great potential,' the kai thought to himself. 'But he's missing something. He lacks confidence.' He blocked another kick, and then squinted his eyes and focused some of his ki towards his opponent.
Krillin threw another volley of kicks, but again to no avail. He was doing okay, but the Supreme Kai was just too much for him. He leaped back to prepare another attack, when suddenly he felt something ignite within him.
All of a sudden, he found himself surging with new power. It was reminiscent of the time on Namek when Guru had released the hidden strength deep inside him. With this newfound rush of power, he felt a gush of self-assurance come with it. He could win this fight. He rushed his foe, and with a combination of three kicks and two punches, sent him to the other side of the ring. The crowd cheered wildly, and Krillin felt a wave of adrenaline wash over him such as he'd never experienced before. After a moment's hesitation, he remembered what the Supreme Kai had said about being more pleased if Krillin were to win than to lose. He made his decision, and readied his attack. His hands were cupped behind him, and he gathered the energy needed to release his favorite technique.
"Ka…me…ha…me…HA!" He fired it forward, and it made contact with the Supreme Kai just as he was getting up off the floor. With no time to block, the kai was sent hurtling backward and out of the ring.
"And Shin is out! That makes Krillin the victor! This means that he will go on to the semifinals to face either Spopovich or the Great Saiyaman! What an amazing match!"
Krillin looked at his hands, unable to believe what he had just done. He had just forced a ring-out against the one and only Supreme Kai! A fight he was certain he'd lose, and here he was standing victorious! And what's more, the crowd was loving it! With the exception of Mr. Satan's most dedicated followers shouting that it was a cheap trick, the spectators were cheering wildly at the event they had just witnessed. It was a moment that Krillin would never forget. The surge of adrenaline had subsided, but the confidence he'd felt was still there in full.
"Maybe I should start pushing myself a little farther," he said.
* * *
The Supreme Kai got up from where he'd landed and looked over at Krillin. The earthling was still in awe over his accomplishment, and the kai smiled. This was exactly what he'd hoped would happen.
* * *
"Great job, Krillin!" Goku congratulated his friend when he returned. "You've been working really hard if you can beat the Supreme Kai!"
"Well, I wouldn't say that exactly," Krillin admitted. "To tell you the truth, a lot of the strength you saw I acquired during the fight." Goku looked puzzled.
"What do you mean, Krillin?" he asked.
"I don't know how to explain it, really," the short man said. "It was like…my whole body just started surging with energy. I don't know where it came from, it was like it came out of nowhere." Goku thought for a moment.
"It sounds like you're describing the Kaio-ken, but I didn't see you do it or anything." Krillin shook his head.
"No, I don't know that technique. I have no idea where that power came from. And to tell you what, I'll bet the Supreme Kai wasn't at his full power, either."
"Quit it, will you?" Goku said with a laugh. "Just be proud of yourself." Krillin plastered his face with a big grin.
"Oh, I am. Believe me."
* * *
"Let's not delay any, ladies and gentlemen. Our next fight is between Spopovich and the Great Saiyaman! Would those two please report to the ring?"
"This is it," Videl said. "Go get him, Gohan." She flashed a huge smile at him, and he couldn't help but smile back.
"I won't be long," he said. Then he turned around and walked toward the ring. Videl watched him go and sighed. The look on her face was the same as when he'd saved her from Toto the dinosaur all those weeks ago.
Gohan entered the ring and faced his oversized opponent. A look of deep anger was present on his normally calm face. His abhorrence of the burly fighter was apparent.
Spopovich, on the other hand, wore a very cocky expression. He was sure that the strength he'd been given was more than enough to deal with the skinny kid in front of him. It was merely another testament to his…below average intellect.
"I hope you can take what you dish out," Gohan practically snarled. "Because I'm going to make you really regret what you did to my friend." The brute's face didn't change one bit.
* * *
"I wouldn't want to be that guy right now," Yamcha said to Chi-Chi and Bulma.
"Gohan's gonna tear that big bully apart!" Chi-Chi yelled.
"It's nothing he doesn't deserve, that's for sure," said Bulma.
* * *
"I sure wouldn't want to be that guy right about now," Erasa said. "Gohan looks pretty mad." Sharpener chuckled.
"After what he did to Videl, he has it coming." Erasa looked at him.
"What do you think Gohan'll do?" she asked.
"Well, I know what I would do," Sharpener replied, "but that would get him disqualified." Erasa gasped.
"Do you think he'll…"
"Nah. Gohan has more sense than that. I'll agree with you on one thing though, that guy is not going to enjoy this match."
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"Boy, I sure wouldn't wanna be Spopovich right now," Goku said. Krillin laughed heartily.
"Oh, man!" he talked sporadically between laughs. "Gohan's gonna totally clobber this guy!"
"At least he's had a chance to calm down a bit," said Goku. "He might've killed the guy if he'd gone out there before."
"He's just defending Videl's honor, Goku," Krillin chuckled. "Look at her. Look at the smile on her face." He smirked and so did Goku. "Looks like I was right about those two, huh?"
"Looks that way," Goku said. "Let's wait and see how they act when the fight is over."
* * *
"Here they are, ladies and gentlemen. Both competitors fared well in the first round, although one of them perhaps went a little too far. On a lighter note, the Great Saiyaman is a close acquaintance of Videl's, and he doesn't look to happy right about now. I sure wouldn't want to be in Spopovich's shoes, that's for sure. Anyway, with that said, let the second match of the quarterfinals begin!"
Gohan stood still, not even dropping into a fighting stance. He remained perfectly motionless with a look of contempt burned onto his face. Spopovich, apparently, was not expecting this, as he didn't move either.
"They don't seem to be moving, I wonder what's going—wait! Spopovich is on the attack! Here they go!"
Evidently, Spopovich had tired of waiting for Gohan to attack, and took the initiative himself. He charged at the young demi-saiyan, and threw a massive punch right in his face.
Gohan didn't move. He didn't flinch, he didn't block, he didn't dodge, and his expression didn't change one bit. It was as if nothing touched him. Needless to say, the crowd was speechless.
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"Oh my god!" Videl exclaimed. "What just happened?" She turned to Goku and Krillin. "Goku? What is going on?" The two warriors looked back at her with smirks in their faces.
"Gohan's gonna teach this guy a lesson, I think," Goku said simply. Krillin snickered, and Videl just stood there flabbergasted. She turned around again to watch the fight, unable to speak.
* * *
"Unbelievable, ladies and gentlemen! The Great Saiyaman has taken a massive blow to the face, and he didn't move an inch! Spopovich looks stunned, and he—yes! He's still on the attack! He's throwing punch after punch, but none of them seem to have an effect! He might as well be punching a brick wall!"
Up in the stands, Gohan's friends, along with everyone else, stared openmouthed and bug-eyed at the spectacle before them.
"H-how can he just stand there and take that?" Sharpener stammered. "W-without even flinching?"
"I think it would be a good idea to never get Gohan angry," Erasa said shakily.
* * *
"Meanwhile, in the ring, Gohan was beginning to get tired of this particular fashion of humiliation, and decided to change tactics. On the next punch, he reached up and effortlessly grabbed his aggressor's incoming fist. In the back of his mind, he could hear the crowd gasp, and could vaguely pick up the announcer shouting about what he'd just done, but it was unimportant to him for the moment.
Spopovich, on the other hand, was even more stunned than the rest of the stadium. He remained frozen for a moment, and then tried to punch with his other hand, only to have it grabbed in the same manner as the first. Gohan remained still as a statue, the only things he'd moved were his arms.
"Now, I'm going to pay you back for what you did to Videl," Gohan sneered. He brought up his knee, and smashed his foe in the gut with it. The big lummox immediately cried out in pain, but Gohan wasn't done yet. He jumped up into the air and executed a perfect kick to the side of Spopovich's head, sending him careening out of the ring.
He wouldn't make it however, as Gohan appeared in front of him, and with a single hand to the forehead, stopped his flight. Then, the saiyan superhero performed a perfect uppercut to his jaw, which sent him back to the center of the ring, where he landed on his back, barely conscious.
"Whoa! And Saiyaman is really giving it to Spopovich! I don't know if the big guy can take much more of a beating like this! Saiyaman is now floating slowly toward the center of the ring, where his opponent is trying his best to get off the floor."
Gohan was having real trouble suppressing his saiyan instincts. What his gut was telling him to do was to kill the man lying before him, and to do it as painfully as possible. Visions of the beating he'd given Videl kept flashing through Gohan's eyes. As he approached the downed fighter, he reached down, and placed his hand on the top of said fighter's head. In the manner that a basketball player would palm a ball, Gohan proceeded to lift the giant man off the ground by his head. He floated up into the sky, and didn't stop until he was about twenty feet up. He pulled Spopovich right up to him, and looked him square in the eye. As he spoke, his voice was cold.
"From what I've seen so far, you'll be able to survive this, but not much else." He reached back, and threw the brute toward the ground, where he landed with a loud crash, well outside the ring. The crowd gasped in horror, but fell silent again when Spopovich's head and right hand lifted ever so slightly with great effort, and then collapsed to the ground once more.
"Amazing! Saiyaman has done the impossible and managed to K.O. the mighty Spopovich! In doing so, he's not only advanced to the semifinals, but he's avenged our beloved Videl! Let's hear it for the GREAT SAIYAMAN!" The whole crowd erupted into cheers and applause. For the moment anyway, they didn't care that what they had just seen was completely unreal and supposedly impossible. They just knew that it was one of the most astonishing things they'd ever witnessed.
* * *
Gohan floated back down to the ring with a look of great satisfaction on his face. When he began walking toward the others in the waiting area, it finally hit him what the announcer had just said, and that all these cheers were for him. It felt pretty good.
Then he saw Videl. She was waiting for him out in front of the others, and was beaming a smile so bright that it could've lit up a neighborhood. As he approached her, she ran out to him and threw her arms around her. Although he wasn't expecting this, he appreciated it nonetheless, and swung her around as she jumped on him. When they stopped, he put her down, and she looked up at him, a faint sparkle in her eyes.
"You're the best, Gohan," she said warmly. He smiled even wider.
"I try." She uncharacteristically giggled, and then pressed her head against his chest, wrapping her arms around her even tighter.
"You're my hero, you know that?" she said only half-teasingly. He hugged her back, and then saw his dad winking at him, and Krillin was making a nudging motion with his elbow. Behind them, he could see that even 18 had a small smirk on her face.
Not wanting to end the moment, and at the same time not wanting to continue the moment in a spot where the whole stadium could see them, he lifted slightly off the ground and floated them back to the fighters' waiting area.
"Great going there, Gohan!" Krillin said as they arrived. "You've got time before the next round, why don't you two get a room?" Gohan blushed to the roots of his hair.
"KRILLIN!" He and Videl separated, both of them red as a tomato.
"All right Krillin, leave them alone," Goku interjected. Then he turned to his son. "That was some impressive self-control, son. It looked like you wanted to rip the guy's head off." Gohan sweatdropped.
"Uh, thanks, dad." Outside, they heard the announcer's voice again.
"Well folks, that was incredible, but we do still have the rest of the tournament ahead of us. The next match is between Goku and Number 18! Let's get them out here!"
The two of them made to exit the waiting area.
"Good luck, hon!" Krillin called after his wife. She regarded him with a wave over her shoulder.
"Hey Goku," Krillin said, holding the aforementioned back for a minute.
"Yeah? What is it, Krillin?" Krillin looked at the floor and rubbed the back of his head.
"Well, I know were best friends and all, but, I'm gonna have to cheer for my wife in this one, okay?" He brought his eyes up to look at his friend's response.
Goku looked at the shorter man for a moment, and then laughed.
"Is that all you're worried about?" He asked. Krillin nodded. "You don't need to feel bad about it, Krillin, I completely understand. I'd cheer for Chi-Chi if you two ever had to fight." Krillin let out a sigh of relief.
"Thanks, Goku," he said. "I knew you'd understand."
"No problem."
* * *
"And here they come, into the ring! Both of these fighters have upset things merely with their presence today. Goku, a former champion and seasoned veteran of the tournament, is now highly favored to win it again. On the other hand, Number 18 gave us a surprise last round when she unseated the defending champion, Mr. Satan. Technically, she would be the champion if the tournament were to be called off prematurely. This is another match that just may decide the final outcome today.
"Before we begin the fight, let me say that Spopovich is not severely injured, but has yet to regain consciousness. Yamu, who came with Spopovich to the tournament, refuses to let any doctors near him. And now, on to the fight. If you two will face each other…let's begin!"
18 and Goku rushed at each other, and immediately began their mighty clash. Goku skipped a warm-up, as he knew that 18 never bothered with such things.
"Here we go again! Once more, the combatants have taken to the sky and are moving at speeds that make them difficult to see. We'll just have to wait and see which one is still standing when they're finished."
"Do you really think you can beat me without transforming?" 18 taunted as she and Goku fought. "Vegeta couldn't beat me even after he transformed the first time."
"I've gotten a lot stronger since then," Goku shot back. "Besides, it wouldn't be fair for me to transform. I'd beat you way to easily." 18 grunted in frustration and doubled her efforts.
'She's right,' Goku thought. 'There's no way I can beat her like this. I've got to try something different.' He looked around for a minute, and the got an idea. He continued to dodge her attacks, albeit with great effort, but each time he dodged, he moved closer to the ground. She kept up her relentless assault until his back was but a few inches from the ground outside the ring. Without thinking, she reached back her fist again, only to have him disappear, and leave her to punch a large hole in the floor of the stadium. She realized what she'd done right as she did it, and her eyes went wide. She pulled her fist from the ground and cursed. She snapped her head to glare at Goku, who had his trademark innocent grin on.
"You tricked me!" she shouted. He shrugged.
"Yeah, sorry. It's just that I wasn't strong enough to beat you any other way." She grumbled, but received a tad of satisfaction from Goku's admission that she was stronger than him. At least when he wasn't transformed.
"And that settles it! Number 18 touched the ground outside the ring, so Goku is the winner!" More cheers from the crowd. "And as these two fighters exit the arena, let's bring on the competitors in the last bout of the quarterfinals: Mighty Mask and Yamu!"
* * *
"Come on, Goten, let's go!" Trunks hurried his companion along.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Goten yelled back. "Next fight Trunks, I get to be on top, okay?"
"Okay, fine, you can be on top next time. Just get us out there so there'll be a next time." Goten ran them out to the ring, where Yamu was already waiting for them.
"Hey Goten," Trunks whispered.
"Yeah?"
"This guy might be a little tougher, so be careful, okay?"
"Okay, Trunks."
"All right, then! If our two fighters are ready, let's get this fight underway!"
Yamu, just as his partner had done, stood and waited for his opponent to attack. Trunks and Goten were happy to capitalize on this opportunity.
"Let's get him quick, Goten!" Trunks yelled. They flew at Yamu, and Trunks gave him a good punch across the face. That was way more than the beefed-up villain had expected, and he tried to raise a defense. Before he could, Goten executed a solid kick to his stomach, which sent him reeling backwards out of the ring.
"And it's another quick victory for Mighty Mask! Twice now he's managed to ring out his opponents in under ten seconds. That sets a new tournament record!" The crowd was so used to things like this by now that there was no period of silence before the cheers. Aside from the record, they were happy that Yamu had been defeated. He was rather unpopular, due to his Victory over Jewel, and his association with Spopovich.
* * *
"Wow, that Mighty Mask guy is really something," Goku said. "I can't wait to fight him in the next round." He looked around and realized that he wasn't talking to anyone, for Gohan was in the middle of a conversation with Videl, and Krillin was busy consoling his Juu-chan. Goku sweatdropped.
* * *
"Whew, that guy's pretty good," Bulma remarked.
"I'll say," agreed Chi-Chi. "I wonder who he is."
"I want to know that too," Yamcha said. "I'm gonna try and get down there again, and then I'm gonna try and find out what this guys secret is." Chi-Chi jumped as a thought hit her.
"Oh! When you go down, check on Gohan and Videl, will you? And tell me everything when you get back! Did you see the way she ran out and hugged him after his fight with that bully?" Yamcha smirked.
"You read my mind, Chi-Chi. That's another reason I'm going down there. Besides, if I know Krillin, he's giving Gohan a hard time about it, and I don't wanna miss out on that." After he said this, he took off to go sneak in to the fighters' rec room again. As he left, Chi-Chi clasped her hands in front of her and stars appeared in her eyes. If all went well, she'd be a grandmother in no time.
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That's it for the quarterfinals! Was the first match a surprise? Good! I hope I gave enough so that you could figure out what happened. As for Gohan's match, that's about how I imagine it would go. It's a good thing Yamu did make Spopovich stop beating on Videl, or Gohan just might've ripped his head off for real!
Next time: Krillin vs. Gohan, and Goku vs. Trunks and Goten. Don't miss it!