Disclaimer: DON'T OWN IT! DON'T OWN IT! DON'T OWN IT! .…..happy?
Author's Note: Alrighty, we finally made it to the tournament! Now the only question is…Which father trained his son the best?
Chapter Three: The Tournament
Vegeta landed in the Briefs' front yard and threw Trunks to the ground. "...Well?"
Trunks got up and starred at his father. "Please, I'm really sorry!" Trunks began to cry.
Vegeta walked up to him and jabbed him in the stomach. "If I ever find you any where near that boy before the tournament then you will get more then just a punch in the gut! Got that!"
Trunks fell to the ground clutching his stomach and Vegeta went inside.
"VEGETA! TRUNKS IS MISSING!" screamed Bulma as she ran down the stairs to Vegeta.
"No he's not, he's outside." explained Vegeta.
"Outside? I'm not going to ask." Bulma pushed pass Vegeta and out the door.
Vegeta walked over to a near by window and pulled back the shades. He watched as Bulma ran to Trunks' side and picked him up. Bulma cradled Trunks and then noticed Vegeta in the window. When he saw her looking at him Vegeta closed the shade. I did what I had to do to get through to him. Vegeta kept telling himself.
Goku, Goten, and Krillin reached the Son house and ran around to the back.
"You should probably go now, Krillin," whispered Goku.
Krillin nodded to say okay and then flew up and headed for town where he had gotten a hotel room.
"Ssshh," Goku told Goten.
They flew up to Goten's window and crept inside.
"I guess she didn't notice." whispered Goten to his father.
"Oh I noticed," said ChiChi turning the light on.
"Huh?! ChiChi! Well your looking good...this isn't what it looks like!" explained Goku.
"Oh really, then tell me what it is because it looks like you took our son out to who knows where in the middle of the night without telling me!"
"No, ChiChi I..."
"Don't make up excuses Goku! Now I won't have this behavior any longer! Understand me! Both of you!"
"...yes we understand," they answered.
"Good, now both of you! To bed on the double!"
For the next week Goten and Trunks were unable to communicate with each other. Goku was still teaching Goten self-confidence because he figured if he believed in himself that there was nothing he couldn't achieve.
Trunks, however, was being put under more difficult training. Since the whole midnight out incident Vegeta has been putting Trunks though brutal physical training.
"Watch your back!" Vegeta told Trunks as he appeared behind him and whammed him onto the floor creating a large crater.
Trunks got up and sent a beam toward his father who dodged it.
"Have to try better than that!" Vegeta told him as he appeared in front of Trunks and pummeled him in the stomach. Trunks fell to the floor unable to move.
"I guess that's enough for now. You get a one hour lunch break and then we will commence the training," said Vegeta as he was leaving. "Oh and Trunks, keep in mind that I'm going easy on you and that I'm going to be a whole lot tougher the closer it gets to the Tournament."
Vegeta left as Trunks was pulling himself up. I have to be strong...if I act weak in front of him he'll just keep treating me like dirt.
Trunks limped over to a near by table and took a protein bar off it. He ate that quickly and then went to the sink for a drink of water.
"Good that only took a couple of minutes, now I'll practice my techniques before my dad returns. I'll show him I'm not as weak as he thinks.
After weeks of training the day of the TenkiBudaki had finally arrived. The stands filled quickly inside the stadium as prospectors filed themselves in to their seats. Meanwhile, the warriors participating in the tournament were stretching out their muscles; each as sure as the next that they would win.
"Okay Goten, do you have your orange gi?" asked Goku.
"Check."
"Your matching cotton boots?"
"Check."
"Hair perfectly combed every hair in place?"
"Check!"
"Alright I think your set Goten, no one can beat you looking like that!" Goku looked down at his son. He looks just like me when I was young! There's no way he'll lose.
"Um...dad...my first match isn't for another half hour...do you think I could eat something before then?" Goten asked his dad.
Wow, he looks like me and he knows to eat a big meal before a battle! "Sure Goten!"
Trunks had just finished putting on his rubber elastic boots when his father appeared in the doorway. He walked over and sat next to Trunks on the bench. They were silent for a while until Trunks piped up and said, "Don't you have some encouraging words for me before I go out there? Maybe wish me good luck?"
Vegeta just sat there as if in deep thought of the idea.
"Oh forget!" snapped Trunks as he stood up ready to leave but before he reached the door his father spoke.
"I've trained you well, you won't need luck or words of encouragement to win this thing...you have my bronze and your mother's brains."
Trunks stood there for a moment taking in what his father had said and then without thinking walked over and hugged him.
Vegeta was taken bake by this spur of the moment act of emotion but it didn't last long. Once Trunks realized what he was doing he jumped back, gave his dad a quick grin and ran to the battle field for his first challenge.
"HELLO EVERYONE AND WELCOME TO THE 23RD TENKIBUDAKI. WE HAVE A VARIETY OF GREATLY SKILLED WARRIORS HERE TO PROVE THEIR WIRTH SO LET'S GET TO IT!" called the announcer from the load speaker. "FIRST WE HAVE A YOUNG YOUTH OF ONLY 8, HIS FATHER IS SAID TO BE A SKILLED FIGHTER AND HAS TAUGHT THIS BOY ALL THAT HE KNOWS. SO WITHOUT FURTHER ADO HERE IS TRUNKS BRIEFS!"
Trunks walked out with his head held high and a stern look plastered on his face. He took a bow to his left and then to his right and then stood in his battle stance, feet spread far apart (close to a split) and his right hand extended slightly more than the other with his fingers slightly bent.
When the applause died down Mr. Satan began to introduce Trunks' first opponent. "THE WARROIR WHO WILL BE FACING THIS YOUNG LAD IS A 16-YEAR-OLD MARTIAL ARTS EXPERT WHO HAS BEEN TRAINED UNDER SOME OF THE GREATEST MARTIAL ARTS MASTER OF THE WORLD, MR. SATAN INCLUDED. PLEASE GIVE A WARM WELCOME TO SHO'LONG MONUSUKI!"
A young bulky man walked out onto the field. Just as Trunks had done before him, he bowed to his left and then to his right and went into his own fighting stance.
"ALRIGHT, LET THE BATTLE BEGIN!"
Sho'long grinned as he looked at Trunks. "You might as well give up now kid, you don't stand a chance against me!"
Trunks smiled at the remark replying, "It's you who doesn't stand a chance, my friend."
Enraged by Trunks remark, Sho'long burst into attach. Trunks held his ground and easily dodged any and all attacks sent by Sho'long.
Sho'long jumped back and eyed Trunks, "Your fast I'll give you that but speed isn't going to win you this battle!"
"It's not is it? Well then maybe I should try a different approach." Trunks flew up and sent a small ball of energy down toward his opponent.
"What's this!?" The blast engulfed the young warrior. When the excess passed Sho'long was no longer standing but was sprawled across the stone floor of the stadium.
"WELL I GUESS WE ALL UNDER ESTIMATED THIS KID! THE WINNER OF THE FIRST BATTLE OF ROUND ONE OF THE 23RD TENKIBUDAKI IS TRUNKS BRIEFS!"
The crowd cheered as Trunks made his way back to the waiting room.
"That's my boy!" Bulma screamed from the stands. Bulma was sitting in the "family of the fighters" section of the stadium. To the left of her was her stubborn husband and on the other side was ChiChi who was sitting next to Goku who (going down the row) there was Krillin, Yamcha, Piccolo, Gohan, Tien, and Choutsu.
Way to go Trunks!" called Gohan.
Vegeta huphed, "I don't see why everyone is so happy about Trunks' beating that weakling, there was no doubt he would win with his superior strength.
Everyone stopped shouting and stared at Vegeta.
"What!?"
"You can be so unsupportive sometimes!" Bulma complained to her spouse. Vegeta crossed his arms and went back to staring into space.
"You sure told him Bulma!" Goku commented through spurts of laughter.
Vegeta stood up and raised his fist at Goku. "What was that!?"
"Uh...Hey look! Popcorn!" Goku got up and ran to get some popcorn.
Vegeta plopped back down in his seat, a vain still present on his forehead.
"NOW FOR OUR NEXT SET OF FIGHTERS, ON THE LEFT WILL BE A MUSCLE BOUND LUG WHO SO BIG YOU WOULDN'T BELEIVE ME IF I TOLD YOU AND ON THE RIGHT..."
"Hey everyone!" Trunks greeted his family and friends.
"Oh Trunks! You were great out there!" shrieked Bulma as she got up and nearly fell on top of Trunks, giving him a hug.
"Thanks mom..." Trunks acknowledged while searching his fathers face for approval.
"Phey chunks!" Goten called to Trunks as he ran over with his mouth full of popcorn.
Trunks turned around to see his best friend for the first time since they got caught at the old oak tree. "How ya doin' Goten!?"
Vegeta grunted and glared and Goten and then to his own son. As if on command, Trunks sat down next to his father, crossed his arms and became highly fascinated with his shoes.
Goten sunk into a seat beside his father. Boy! I sure do hate Vegeta! Life would be so much better for everyone if he was dead. Especially Trunks'!
"LET THE FIGHT COMMENCE!"
The Z fighters watched the battle half heartedly since the fighters were of low class and not very interesting to watch.
PING! Yamcha suddenly went ghostly white.
"Hey amigo? What's wrong? Are you sick or something?" asked Krillin.
Yamcha shook his head, "...d..d.d.do you guys sense what I sense?!"
Everyone stared at Yamcha, and then concentrated to find what had Yamcha spooked and soon everyone other than ChiChi, Bulma and Puar shared Yamcha's white complection.
"What is that you guys?" Krillin asked in almost a whisper.
"Whatever it is it can't be too far!" pointed out Vegeta.
"Vegeta's right, this immense force is coming from over those mountains." Goku explained, pointing to a group of mountains in the distance.
"We better go check it out!" chimed Trunks.
"Ditto!" agreed Goten.
"But Goten, dear, it's almost your turn!" piped up ChiChi.
Goten thought for a moment and then replied, "These guys are wimps! (gasp) Except for Trunks of course," Goten added. "It would be a lot more interesting to find out where this weird kai is coming from!"
Piccolo flew up into the air, "Come on! We better find out what being possesses this power and find out if it's friend or foe!"
Everyone nodded in agreement and flew up toward the mountains with Piccolo, leaving ChiChi, Bulma and Puar dumbfounded.
Author's Note: dum dum dum! ^-^ scawy ki…o.o bet you can't guess who's making it!
