Hi all! Here's a good part! The DRAW! BWA HA HA! Well I hope you like this
one! Chapter Nine!!!
Forever
Chapter Nine: The Draw
Naki and Ophillia floated over the two men in orange robes to get into the area where only qualifiers were allowed. Ophillia had Tetsuo by the arms, who was trying to not flip out being that he didn't like heights. They quickly slipped in and located Nanake finishing up a pasta dish.
Naki dashed over to her mother and tackled her in a tight hug, knocking her over by surprise. nanake laughed and hugged her back.
"That was quick! Did Ophie heal you?"
"Yep!" Naki beamed up at Ophillia who was chuckled down at them.
"Ready for the tournament Ophie?" Nanake smiled up at her best friend.
"Yeah..." Ophillia answered, "But you make sure you don't go all GAGA when what's his name finds you out."
"Yeah yeah yeah..." Nanake giggled, sitting up with Naki, "I think I'm gonna go take a bath."
"Me too! I want a whirl pool bath!" Naki crowed.
"I'll pass... I need to make sure nobody finds you two here..." Ophillia eyed Tetsuo and Naki.
Nanake felt a familiar power coming close and shuddered.
"Let's hurry sweetheart..."
"Okay mommy!" Naki got up and flew to the door to the whirl pool bath.
Nanake quickly followed. But not quickly enough because the very person she was trying to escape from walked through the entrance and saw her just as she reached the door and entered the bath.
Vegeta smirked and went to sit at the table. He, Goku and Gohan quickly devoured everything that was set in front of them whie the others watched, appalled.
Nanake and Naki giggled as they splashed eachother playfully. Naki flew up and flared her ki, drying her off, but sending water spraying at her mother. Nanake laughed,
"Hey now! Behave you!"
"I'm going to go and find Goten!" Naki giggled as she went to get dressed.
"Made a new friend?" Nanake smiled warmly.
"Yeah..." Naki blushed, "He's cool."
"Well... go and have fun."
"Love you mommy! Bye!" Naki chirped as she finished dressing and rushed out the door.
Outside, Naki ran smack into a hard set of legs.
"OUCH! Sorry!" She looked up, rubbing her nose.
Vegeta looked down at her and said nothing.
"You... You look..." Naki stammered, staring up at him.
"Like what?" Vegeta mused sacastically.
"...Like a JERK you cheeky ASSHOLE! HMPH!" Naki sniffed and stomped off.
Vegeta chuckled inwardly,
("She's mine alright...") He then eyed the door with a devious grin on his face. He stealthly entered the bath with out making a noise and smirked at the relaxed woman with her back towards him. He quickly stripped so he was nude like her, and slipped into the warm circling waters.
Nanake sighed happily as hot water lapped against her body. She smiled in content as every muscle in her body relaxed. Although, a senstrum within shot from the back of her mind as a familiar force pounded through her veins. She gasped as and shot open her eyes.
"He's close... but where..." She began to look around when she shrieked when two gentle hands embraced her from behind.
"Shhh..." he cooed, "Don't scream."
"Vegeta... Let go. I mean it." She whispered shrilly.
"Or you'll do what? I'm SO scared of you..." he snickered.
Nanake kicked his side and dove for her pendant lying beside her fighting clothes. She whirled around and shoved the pendant in his face for hims to see. Before she could touch her other hand to it, Vegeta, annoyed, smacked it out of her hand, sending it sliding to the other side of the room. (((can just SEE you all cheering that the pendant plan finally faultered...))) Nanake gasped as his body pinned hers down, sitting upright in the pool. She flinched, squeezing her eyes shut, expecting him to do something brutal to her, but... nothing heppened. She opened them again to have her blue eyes become locked to ebony. He was staring intently at her, and leaned forward to kiss her, lazily closing his eyes. She squeaked and tried to get him off of her by pushing her hands against his chest, whimpering. A gruff voice stopped her,
"Stop struggling woman! I'm not going to hurt you!" Vegeta ordered, taking her wrists in his hands and raising them a bit, away from them both. He leaned forward again and succeeded in stealing a kiss. He pulled back again and looked at her.
"You've gotten stronger. I can feel it. You'll be participating in the tournament won't you now?"
"Uhhm... yes. And so will you?"
"Feh... Of course."
Nanake stared at him and then replied,
"You haven't changed much... have you...?"
"What?"
She paused and then growled, averting her gaze from his,
"Nothing."
Vegeta chuckled and left the tub. She looked up at him as he began to dress and snapped.
"Where are YOU going?!"
"Why?" Vegeta smirked mockingly.
"Every other time we've met, you've either tried to kill me, rape me, or both, and now you just leave?" she shouted incredulously.
"It's almost time for the draw." he stated with a smirk as he pulled his last glove on, "See you there." And with that, he turned and left. Nanake grumbled some selective profanity after him andthen got out and dressed before leaving for the draw area.
She put her cloak on and slid her hood over her head as she entered the draw area. She smiled as she saw Krillin, Goku, Piccolo, a tall teen who had to be Gohan, and noticed a teenage girl and a blond woman standing near them. Her smile faded when she saw Vegeta. She turned away a little to let shadows fall upon her face... which did little good, because now Vegeta recognized her power and knew the exact moment she entered, but left her alone for the time being.
She saw the Supreme Kai and Kibito a ways away from them standing with Ophillia. She smiled and slunk over to them inconspicuosly.
"Hello Nanake." The Supreme Kai smiled quietly, "I'm glad you all made it here safely. This was the Time Kai's doing?"
"Yes." Nanake answered quickly, "Where is Majin Buu?"
"Settle down, he will not appear for some time. We have to wait." He answered as he looked over at two suspicious men with the letter "M" on their foreheads.
Ophillia, who was also wearing a hooded cloak, whispered to her hooded friend, "The draw should start within the minute. You scared?"
"No." Nanake murmured dryly, and said nothing more.
The announcer stood up and stated that it was time to begin the draw, and with that, the first fighter stepped forward; Ophillia
"Wow... right away!" Ophillia raised her eyebrows in surprise.
Nanake sat down against the wall away from everyone, closed her eyes and listened to the names and numbers the announcer spoke.
"Number five goes to Ophillia!"
There was a pause, and then,
"Next is... Kibito!"
"Nanake, I'm guessing?" She heard a familiar voice in front of her. Her eyes shot open and focused on a short man with black hair that just went to his ears. The face was all too familiar.
"Krillin? Is that you?" A twisted smile quirked across her face.
"Yup! You got it!" Krillin chuckled a bit.
"Woah! Where ARE you under all that hair!" Nanake laughed, "It's really good to see you again!"
"Yeah! Same here. It's been awhile. Nice job by the way."
"Huh?"
"You're preformance."
"Oh." She blushed, "Thanks."
They both stopped talking when the announcer said, "Kibito is number twelve!" and then resumed their conversation.
"Naki did really well! I can't believe how much of Vegeta she's got in here!" Krillin whispered, elbowing her playfully.
"I know..." Nanake smiled.
"So... you ready for the tournament?"
"I guess..."Nanake answered as the announcer called,
"And next up for the drawing is... ah... Krillin!"
"Whoops!" Krillin stood up and looked in the announcer's direction, "Guess it's my turn..." He walked over to the bow an stuck his arm in. He chuckled as he dug around,
"I hope my number's not too late in the match!"
He pulled out a lime green ball with the number one on it.
"What in the world did I do to deserve THIS?!" Krillin moaned. Nanake giggled behind her hands in the back.
"It's time for The Great Saiyaman!"
"Yes!" Gohan hissed triumphantly. He walked over to the box and dug out an eleven. "I'm number eleven... and that puts me up against... Kibito... Yikes!"
Goku came up behind his son and put a hand on his shoulder,
"He's a big guy, but remember: A true warrior fights with the mind."
"Oh. Right. With the mind..." Gohan trailed off.
Nanake listened and smiled inwardly,
("Goku... still so righteous. How could you be any other way?")
"And now we have... Miss Number 18?!"
18 stepped forward and dug around in the box.
"Is... Number 18 your REAL name?" The announcer drawled playfully.
"My FATHER was pretty DULL." 18 droned with a bored expression and tone. She pulled out a ball that read "13." She tossed it in the air and walked away as the announcer dove to catch it,
"Now I'm Number 13."
Nanake giggled,
("I've never see her before. I can feel that she's really strong.")
"Shin's up next!" the announcer squeaked.
"Right." The Supreme Kai smirked and approached the box and dug out his number, read it and smirked,
"I'm number three."
Goku and Piccolo watched Shin carefully as he walked back to Kibito's side.
"Okay folks! Let's keep movin'! Got a lot of people waitin' out there... Next in line is... Spopovich!"
There was a long pause and then a man in a mask and cape came trotting forward.
"Coming! I'm Spopo..egh..ah... Here I am! I'm ready to draw now!"
Nanake watchedthe funny caped man dig his short arm into the box.
"Give me a good one." He chuckled.
"Excuse me sir, but aren't you the one they call 'Mighty Mask?'" The announcer asked. The masked man looked up with a blanked look on him as a big burly man with an "M" on his head snatch him up by the hood and threw him a few yards away. The real Spopovich drew his number as the hooded man grumbled... oddly in three different voices,
"I CAN'T believe this! We totally made FOOLS out of ourselves!"
"Don't blame ME Trunks! THIS was all YOUR idea!"
"Stop fighting you two!"
"Shut up Naki! I still can't believe I let Goten bring you along!"
"Shh! They'll hear us!"
"This isn't going to work with THREE of us, Trunks!"
"Well it's too late now! It's not my fault you brought your GIRLFREIND with!"
"She's NOT my girlfriend!"
"SHUT UP!"
"You're number ten!" The announcer spoke to Spopovich.
"Geez! Why didn't that big stupid oaf just answer him when he FIRST called his name?!" A voice came from the hooded man.
"And next up for the drawing is... Nanake Kawaii!"
A sensation shot through her, feeling like a cold hand clawing at her heart, as she bolted forward, hearing her name. She stood up and silently walked forward to the box, feeling all eyes upon her. Once she reached the box, she freed her head from her hood and dug her arm into the box. She heard murmurs behind her coming from familiar voices,
"It's her!" Gohan's jaw dropped, "It's really her! After all this time! I STILL don't believe it!"
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"Nanake is number seven!"
Vegeta chuckled inwardly before sitting in a shady corner to wait for his turn, ("I hope you last... I want to see how strong you've gotten as well Nanake...") He smirked and closed his eyes... waiting...
"Goku! Your turn now!" The announcer waved to Goku, who smirked and stretched before approaching the box. He dug out a six and then read the board they wrote his name on,
"I'm up against... Ophillia."
Ophillia giggled and waved, smiling sillily and playfully. Goku blushed and sweatdropped.
"Next up is... Videl!
"Yes!" A firey and spirited teenage girl stepped forward from Gohan's side and dug into the box. She asked where her father, Mr. Satan, was,dug out her number and shrugged,
"Cool! Nine!"
"Hold it! Did she just say that Mr. Satan was her father?" Goku said, freaking out.
"Yeah..." Gohan answered, "Keep it down OK?"
"I'm afraid I don't see the resemblence..." Krillin stared at her with a smirk, "SHE is quite the looker!"
18 behind him glared down at him.
"Really?" Gohan blushed, "I haven't noticed..."
"You just throw on some of that charm," Krillin nudged him, "and I'm SURE she'll go out with you!"
"SHUT UP KRILLIN! I DON'T LIKE HER! I NEVER SAID THAT I LIKED HER!" Gohan freaked out, waving his arms wildly in the air.
Krillin chuckled, waving a hand, "Right."
Nanake giggled from behind them.
"Pintar... is number... two."
Krillin grunted a "huh?" as he turned to look at the board. He saw his name next to Pintar's name and whooped for joy,
"THAT'S my opponent?! And to think I was worried?!"
Little earthquakes occured as the big fat Turkish man called Pintar stomped over to Krillin.
"You the one they call Krillin?"
He turned to the sasquatch-sized man as smiled,
"Yep. That's me."
"You may be a scrawny little thing, but I promise when we get in that ring, you're going to be screaming for your mommy!" Pintar taunted.
"Yeah." Smirked Krillin, "Y'know... that the garbage I expected to come out of the mouth of an incompetant fighter... So if you could just go away now..." He turned, waved his hand, shooing the blob of a man away and sighed egotistically.
"WHAT?! YOU BRAT!" Pintar fumed.
"Vegeta," The announcer called. Vegeta's eyes shot open. "you're next!"
He stood up and padded over to the box. He dug around in it until he picked up a ball and brought it out into the light. Reading the number on it, he smirked. He turned and held the ball, number-side out in Nanake's direction for her to see with a cold, cruel, intimidating smirk on his face. Nanake gasped as she read the number on it: eight. And she was number seven.
("No... No!")
Krillin looked up at Nanake who looked like she was a deer about to be hit by a truck.
To Be Continued...
Dun dun dunnnn... (Yeah... I know you people who read the history page on my site saw it was s'posed to be the SECOND round that they fight... but I didn't feel like screwing up the flow of the story too much...) Isn't that a nice cliffhanger... I wonder ho'll win!!! BWA HA HA HA HA HA! Well anyway... Next time, the draws finish and the fighting begins! See ya later! Review ok? And be nice!
Thanks for reading and I'll try to get the next chapter up quicker! Buh Bye!
Forever
Chapter Nine: The Draw
Naki and Ophillia floated over the two men in orange robes to get into the area where only qualifiers were allowed. Ophillia had Tetsuo by the arms, who was trying to not flip out being that he didn't like heights. They quickly slipped in and located Nanake finishing up a pasta dish.
Naki dashed over to her mother and tackled her in a tight hug, knocking her over by surprise. nanake laughed and hugged her back.
"That was quick! Did Ophie heal you?"
"Yep!" Naki beamed up at Ophillia who was chuckled down at them.
"Ready for the tournament Ophie?" Nanake smiled up at her best friend.
"Yeah..." Ophillia answered, "But you make sure you don't go all GAGA when what's his name finds you out."
"Yeah yeah yeah..." Nanake giggled, sitting up with Naki, "I think I'm gonna go take a bath."
"Me too! I want a whirl pool bath!" Naki crowed.
"I'll pass... I need to make sure nobody finds you two here..." Ophillia eyed Tetsuo and Naki.
Nanake felt a familiar power coming close and shuddered.
"Let's hurry sweetheart..."
"Okay mommy!" Naki got up and flew to the door to the whirl pool bath.
Nanake quickly followed. But not quickly enough because the very person she was trying to escape from walked through the entrance and saw her just as she reached the door and entered the bath.
Vegeta smirked and went to sit at the table. He, Goku and Gohan quickly devoured everything that was set in front of them whie the others watched, appalled.
Nanake and Naki giggled as they splashed eachother playfully. Naki flew up and flared her ki, drying her off, but sending water spraying at her mother. Nanake laughed,
"Hey now! Behave you!"
"I'm going to go and find Goten!" Naki giggled as she went to get dressed.
"Made a new friend?" Nanake smiled warmly.
"Yeah..." Naki blushed, "He's cool."
"Well... go and have fun."
"Love you mommy! Bye!" Naki chirped as she finished dressing and rushed out the door.
Outside, Naki ran smack into a hard set of legs.
"OUCH! Sorry!" She looked up, rubbing her nose.
Vegeta looked down at her and said nothing.
"You... You look..." Naki stammered, staring up at him.
"Like what?" Vegeta mused sacastically.
"...Like a JERK you cheeky ASSHOLE! HMPH!" Naki sniffed and stomped off.
Vegeta chuckled inwardly,
("She's mine alright...") He then eyed the door with a devious grin on his face. He stealthly entered the bath with out making a noise and smirked at the relaxed woman with her back towards him. He quickly stripped so he was nude like her, and slipped into the warm circling waters.
Nanake sighed happily as hot water lapped against her body. She smiled in content as every muscle in her body relaxed. Although, a senstrum within shot from the back of her mind as a familiar force pounded through her veins. She gasped as and shot open her eyes.
"He's close... but where..." She began to look around when she shrieked when two gentle hands embraced her from behind.
"Shhh..." he cooed, "Don't scream."
"Vegeta... Let go. I mean it." She whispered shrilly.
"Or you'll do what? I'm SO scared of you..." he snickered.
Nanake kicked his side and dove for her pendant lying beside her fighting clothes. She whirled around and shoved the pendant in his face for hims to see. Before she could touch her other hand to it, Vegeta, annoyed, smacked it out of her hand, sending it sliding to the other side of the room. (((can just SEE you all cheering that the pendant plan finally faultered...))) Nanake gasped as his body pinned hers down, sitting upright in the pool. She flinched, squeezing her eyes shut, expecting him to do something brutal to her, but... nothing heppened. She opened them again to have her blue eyes become locked to ebony. He was staring intently at her, and leaned forward to kiss her, lazily closing his eyes. She squeaked and tried to get him off of her by pushing her hands against his chest, whimpering. A gruff voice stopped her,
"Stop struggling woman! I'm not going to hurt you!" Vegeta ordered, taking her wrists in his hands and raising them a bit, away from them both. He leaned forward again and succeeded in stealing a kiss. He pulled back again and looked at her.
"You've gotten stronger. I can feel it. You'll be participating in the tournament won't you now?"
"Uhhm... yes. And so will you?"
"Feh... Of course."
Nanake stared at him and then replied,
"You haven't changed much... have you...?"
"What?"
She paused and then growled, averting her gaze from his,
"Nothing."
Vegeta chuckled and left the tub. She looked up at him as he began to dress and snapped.
"Where are YOU going?!"
"Why?" Vegeta smirked mockingly.
"Every other time we've met, you've either tried to kill me, rape me, or both, and now you just leave?" she shouted incredulously.
"It's almost time for the draw." he stated with a smirk as he pulled his last glove on, "See you there." And with that, he turned and left. Nanake grumbled some selective profanity after him andthen got out and dressed before leaving for the draw area.
She put her cloak on and slid her hood over her head as she entered the draw area. She smiled as she saw Krillin, Goku, Piccolo, a tall teen who had to be Gohan, and noticed a teenage girl and a blond woman standing near them. Her smile faded when she saw Vegeta. She turned away a little to let shadows fall upon her face... which did little good, because now Vegeta recognized her power and knew the exact moment she entered, but left her alone for the time being.
She saw the Supreme Kai and Kibito a ways away from them standing with Ophillia. She smiled and slunk over to them inconspicuosly.
"Hello Nanake." The Supreme Kai smiled quietly, "I'm glad you all made it here safely. This was the Time Kai's doing?"
"Yes." Nanake answered quickly, "Where is Majin Buu?"
"Settle down, he will not appear for some time. We have to wait." He answered as he looked over at two suspicious men with the letter "M" on their foreheads.
Ophillia, who was also wearing a hooded cloak, whispered to her hooded friend, "The draw should start within the minute. You scared?"
"No." Nanake murmured dryly, and said nothing more.
The announcer stood up and stated that it was time to begin the draw, and with that, the first fighter stepped forward; Ophillia
"Wow... right away!" Ophillia raised her eyebrows in surprise.
Nanake sat down against the wall away from everyone, closed her eyes and listened to the names and numbers the announcer spoke.
"Number five goes to Ophillia!"
There was a pause, and then,
"Next is... Kibito!"
"Nanake, I'm guessing?" She heard a familiar voice in front of her. Her eyes shot open and focused on a short man with black hair that just went to his ears. The face was all too familiar.
"Krillin? Is that you?" A twisted smile quirked across her face.
"Yup! You got it!" Krillin chuckled a bit.
"Woah! Where ARE you under all that hair!" Nanake laughed, "It's really good to see you again!"
"Yeah! Same here. It's been awhile. Nice job by the way."
"Huh?"
"You're preformance."
"Oh." She blushed, "Thanks."
They both stopped talking when the announcer said, "Kibito is number twelve!" and then resumed their conversation.
"Naki did really well! I can't believe how much of Vegeta she's got in here!" Krillin whispered, elbowing her playfully.
"I know..." Nanake smiled.
"So... you ready for the tournament?"
"I guess..."Nanake answered as the announcer called,
"And next up for the drawing is... ah... Krillin!"
"Whoops!" Krillin stood up and looked in the announcer's direction, "Guess it's my turn..." He walked over to the bow an stuck his arm in. He chuckled as he dug around,
"I hope my number's not too late in the match!"
He pulled out a lime green ball with the number one on it.
"What in the world did I do to deserve THIS?!" Krillin moaned. Nanake giggled behind her hands in the back.
"It's time for The Great Saiyaman!"
"Yes!" Gohan hissed triumphantly. He walked over to the box and dug out an eleven. "I'm number eleven... and that puts me up against... Kibito... Yikes!"
Goku came up behind his son and put a hand on his shoulder,
"He's a big guy, but remember: A true warrior fights with the mind."
"Oh. Right. With the mind..." Gohan trailed off.
Nanake listened and smiled inwardly,
("Goku... still so righteous. How could you be any other way?")
"And now we have... Miss Number 18?!"
18 stepped forward and dug around in the box.
"Is... Number 18 your REAL name?" The announcer drawled playfully.
"My FATHER was pretty DULL." 18 droned with a bored expression and tone. She pulled out a ball that read "13." She tossed it in the air and walked away as the announcer dove to catch it,
"Now I'm Number 13."
Nanake giggled,
("I've never see her before. I can feel that she's really strong.")
"Shin's up next!" the announcer squeaked.
"Right." The Supreme Kai smirked and approached the box and dug out his number, read it and smirked,
"I'm number three."
Goku and Piccolo watched Shin carefully as he walked back to Kibito's side.
"Okay folks! Let's keep movin'! Got a lot of people waitin' out there... Next in line is... Spopovich!"
There was a long pause and then a man in a mask and cape came trotting forward.
"Coming! I'm Spopo..egh..ah... Here I am! I'm ready to draw now!"
Nanake watchedthe funny caped man dig his short arm into the box.
"Give me a good one." He chuckled.
"Excuse me sir, but aren't you the one they call 'Mighty Mask?'" The announcer asked. The masked man looked up with a blanked look on him as a big burly man with an "M" on his head snatch him up by the hood and threw him a few yards away. The real Spopovich drew his number as the hooded man grumbled... oddly in three different voices,
"I CAN'T believe this! We totally made FOOLS out of ourselves!"
"Don't blame ME Trunks! THIS was all YOUR idea!"
"Stop fighting you two!"
"Shut up Naki! I still can't believe I let Goten bring you along!"
"Shh! They'll hear us!"
"This isn't going to work with THREE of us, Trunks!"
"Well it's too late now! It's not my fault you brought your GIRLFREIND with!"
"She's NOT my girlfriend!"
"SHUT UP!"
"You're number ten!" The announcer spoke to Spopovich.
"Geez! Why didn't that big stupid oaf just answer him when he FIRST called his name?!" A voice came from the hooded man.
"And next up for the drawing is... Nanake Kawaii!"
A sensation shot through her, feeling like a cold hand clawing at her heart, as she bolted forward, hearing her name. She stood up and silently walked forward to the box, feeling all eyes upon her. Once she reached the box, she freed her head from her hood and dug her arm into the box. She heard murmurs behind her coming from familiar voices,
"It's her!" Gohan's jaw dropped, "It's really her! After all this time! I STILL don't believe it!"
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"Nanake is number seven!"
Vegeta chuckled inwardly before sitting in a shady corner to wait for his turn, ("I hope you last... I want to see how strong you've gotten as well Nanake...") He smirked and closed his eyes... waiting...
"Goku! Your turn now!" The announcer waved to Goku, who smirked and stretched before approaching the box. He dug out a six and then read the board they wrote his name on,
"I'm up against... Ophillia."
Ophillia giggled and waved, smiling sillily and playfully. Goku blushed and sweatdropped.
"Next up is... Videl!
"Yes!" A firey and spirited teenage girl stepped forward from Gohan's side and dug into the box. She asked where her father, Mr. Satan, was,dug out her number and shrugged,
"Cool! Nine!"
"Hold it! Did she just say that Mr. Satan was her father?" Goku said, freaking out.
"Yeah..." Gohan answered, "Keep it down OK?"
"I'm afraid I don't see the resemblence..." Krillin stared at her with a smirk, "SHE is quite the looker!"
18 behind him glared down at him.
"Really?" Gohan blushed, "I haven't noticed..."
"You just throw on some of that charm," Krillin nudged him, "and I'm SURE she'll go out with you!"
"SHUT UP KRILLIN! I DON'T LIKE HER! I NEVER SAID THAT I LIKED HER!" Gohan freaked out, waving his arms wildly in the air.
Krillin chuckled, waving a hand, "Right."
Nanake giggled from behind them.
"Pintar... is number... two."
Krillin grunted a "huh?" as he turned to look at the board. He saw his name next to Pintar's name and whooped for joy,
"THAT'S my opponent?! And to think I was worried?!"
Little earthquakes occured as the big fat Turkish man called Pintar stomped over to Krillin.
"You the one they call Krillin?"
He turned to the sasquatch-sized man as smiled,
"Yep. That's me."
"You may be a scrawny little thing, but I promise when we get in that ring, you're going to be screaming for your mommy!" Pintar taunted.
"Yeah." Smirked Krillin, "Y'know... that the garbage I expected to come out of the mouth of an incompetant fighter... So if you could just go away now..." He turned, waved his hand, shooing the blob of a man away and sighed egotistically.
"WHAT?! YOU BRAT!" Pintar fumed.
"Vegeta," The announcer called. Vegeta's eyes shot open. "you're next!"
He stood up and padded over to the box. He dug around in it until he picked up a ball and brought it out into the light. Reading the number on it, he smirked. He turned and held the ball, number-side out in Nanake's direction for her to see with a cold, cruel, intimidating smirk on his face. Nanake gasped as she read the number on it: eight. And she was number seven.
("No... No!")
Krillin looked up at Nanake who looked like she was a deer about to be hit by a truck.
To Be Continued...
Dun dun dunnnn... (Yeah... I know you people who read the history page on my site saw it was s'posed to be the SECOND round that they fight... but I didn't feel like screwing up the flow of the story too much...) Isn't that a nice cliffhanger... I wonder ho'll win!!! BWA HA HA HA HA HA! Well anyway... Next time, the draws finish and the fighting begins! See ya later! Review ok? And be nice!
Thanks for reading and I'll try to get the next chapter up quicker! Buh Bye!
