Disclaimer: Haha, me owning DBZ, don't make me laugh. Oh, you already did. Well, the great honor of owning DBZ belongs to Akira Toriyama.
The Final Match Begins
Chapter 1
The crowd roared madly as the final match of the Tenkaichi Budoukai fighting tournament was about to begin. The announcer stepped out from behind the wall where the contestants gathered. He was a middle-aged man with bright blonde hair with a few brownish streaks and fruitlessly attempting to grow a goatee. He cleared his throat, as he brought the microphone to his mouth.
"Ladies and Gentleman!!!" he boomed, creating a large blast of screams and cheers from the audience. He gave a sheepish smile, and adjusted his black Armony suit. The crowd hushed itself, and again, the announcer brought the microphone up. He opened his mouth, but he spoke no word, as his eyes darted around the crowd from behind his black glasses. All eyes were on him, waiting for him to begin the match. He closed his mouth, and an amused smile crossed his face. He opened his mouth again.
"Ladies and Gentleman!!!" he repeated, with more roars from the crowd. "It is time for the final match of the 61st Tenkaichi Budoukai to begin!!" The cheers grew louder. "This year, two newcomers have completely obliterated this years competition! And what's more, the two are only eight years old!! Let me present to you, our first finalist, Goku Jr.!" he said, as a small boy dressed with a baggy blue gi over a light blue shirt, and orange pants that tucked into his brownish boots, ran out from behind the wall towards the large square arena. He had spiky black hair that darted in several directions, with short bangs that were cleared of his eyesight by a red bandana. His arms dangled loosely behind him as he darted up the steps and headed to the end of the left side of the arena. Shouts of encouragement came from the audience, with yells of "Go Goku!" and "You da man!" He blushed as he put his arm behind his head, slightly embarrassed at the attention.
"Next," the announcer continued, "we have our second finalist, Vegeta Jr.!" A short boy with black spiked hair that shaped a flame stepped out from behind the wall walk and towards the arena in a proud, calm manner. He was wearing a royal blue spandex sleeveless shirt and shorts, with white boots and gloves. His arms crossed around his chest as he walked up the steps and towards the right side of the arena, turning to face his opponent. A slight smile crossed his face as the crowd sent yells of "Knock 'em dead!" and "Beat him to a pulp!"
Both boys looked at each other, their faces immediately turning dead serious. They studied each other with deep levels of interest. The other competitors who had already lost to the minor menaces, watched in suspense, waiting for the match to begin. Goku and Vegeta's muscles tightened, as they entered into a fighting pose, their eyes locked on to each other.
The announcer looked at each one, and a smile of pure delight of the upcoming match danced along his face. "Now, let the Finals BEGIN!" as he screamed, as an attendant sounded the large gong, officially starting the match. The crowd roared wildly.
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Goku lunged at his opponent, the smallest traces of a smile forming on his face. Ever since he discovered the power he contained, life hadn't been the same. It was always fun, but now, nearing his flamed-haired opponent, he felt something new flowing through his bloodstream. Extreme adrenaline, rushing throughout him. He liked fighting, but never got to big of a kick out of it, until now. Now, this adrenaline made him feel like his only purpose in life was to win this match, to take Vegeta down. And he knew, Vegeta wasn't going down easily.
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It was as if Vegeta's body moved in slow motion, as his legs thrusted himself off the ground, and, levitating just over the arena, flew towards the spiky-haired figure before him. Vegeta had always loved the good fight, ever since he had discovered his hidden power. The only problem was, there was basically no one out there that could match him. Well, there might have been, but his parents didn't approve of him picking a fight with anyone off the street to see how strong they were. He had to admit, this boy he now faced had power. He just as easily went through the competition as he did, but Vegeta still thought of him weak. That is, until he saw the other boy was levitating off the ground, as he was. He knew it couldn't have been just a good kick off the ground. No, he had met his match. Eh?! What was that thought that was just in his mind?! His match!? Hardly! He was number one. No one could match his power. But, this kid may prove to be a good challenge. Yes, a challenge he was sure of. Everything sped up, as he came back to reality, ready for the good fight.
***
The audience stood in awe. People's mouths hung open, speechless. The announcer's sunglasses dangled from one ear and his nose, revealing a largely inflated eye, trying to follow the movements of the two young fighters. He suddenly regained himself with a jolt, as he adjusted his glasses. "Th-they... the t-two boys are fl-fly-flying!!!" he stuttered into the microphone. The crowd also regained itself, and let out whoops of cheers.
None of the eyes in the crowd were fast enough to catch the boys as they lunged towards each other. They only seemed to suddenly disappear from the place they were standing. The two were moving too fast for the average human eye to see. They both had connected, and Vegeta swung a punch with his left, Goku catching it with his right, as Goku slammed his left fist towards Vegeta while he caught it with his right. The two, fists clutched with each other, flew straight up, levitating in the air, about equal to the height of the stadium. They released each other, and exchanged a flurry of punches and kicks towards each other, slowly moving around the arena, slow enough for the audience to make out their bodies, but their exchange of attacks were only blurs to them. With every punch and kick came a block and swerve, none of them actually hitting them being powerful enough to do a good portion of damage.
The first powerful punch was Vegeta's as it connected into Goku's cheek, trickles of blood forming from his mouth. Vegeta didn't have time to smirk at his triumph, as Goku retaliated with an equally powerful punch to Vegeta's cheek, his neck stretching with the connected fist as his own blood flew out of his mouth. And before a blink of an eye, the two were back at it, exchanging blow after blow. The two disappeared from their fighting point, facing each other in opposite ends of the stadium.
The two charged at each other, fists ready to strike. As soon as they came in contact with each other, they hit dead on each other's cheeks at the same time, the skin on their faces wrinkling together. Immediately, their fists hit dead on each other's, kick connected to kick, and elbow connected to elbow, with that final blow creating a quick white flash of light emitting from the attack, as the two darted towards opposite sides of the arena, Goku with a pure smirk of delight and Vegeta with a semi-serious look.
The two stared at each other, eyes narrowed, expressions still plastered on their faces. The audience boomed with whoops of glee, as a large gust of wind crossed through the stadium, the hair on the two little fighters swaying with it. Vegeta was the first to loosen up, smiling as he let down his fighting pose to a normal stance of standing.
"Not bad, kid," he said, happy about the way the match was going. "But the battle is far from over. You see, I know this little trick that makes my hair turn blonde." He let out a small grunt as he was enveloped in a bright flash of golden light, as his flame-black hair turned golden, and spiked slightly more upward, if that was possible with Vegeta's hair. His black eyes turned an aqua color, and he emitted a golden glow from his body that cackled with slight traces of electricity, as a smirk of pride danced on his face.
"Pretty cool trick," Goku said, still in fighting pose, "But I can do that too!" triumph obvious in his voice. He was suddenly enveloped in the golden light as well, as he glowed brightly, with his big, cute aqua eyes. His hair had bolted upwards and his bangs had slightly raised themselves, but still held their place acutely over his bandana.
"So then, Goku, you can do it too. Not bad, but you'll still never beat me!"
"Haha! We'll see about that!"
"So get ready, for Round 2!"
"Alright!"
"Ahhhhhhhh!" they both screamed as the ran towards each other, and darted to the sky, as two golden streaks of light. The crowd cheered insanely as the two little golden boys started exchanging blows.
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So, what did ya think? Do ya think that the chapter was too long? I didn't know of a good place to end it, and I don't want their fight to take up too many chapters. I wanted to write this sooner, but I made myself wait until I downloaded the clip of their fight. I actually did research to try and make this a quality story! So, I hope you all liked the story, and please tell me what you think by reviewing! n_n