Disclaimer: It's called a FANfiction because I'm a fan. Of course I don't own Dragonball.
AN:
" " : talking
' ' : thinking
Through Thick and Thin
"Thank you." Her head was bent down, her hair covering her eyes. Suddenly, she stumbled. Goku quickly caught her. As she stumbled, her silky hair flew out; her face coming into view. Goku looked at her, shocked at how pretty the girl was. A realization struck him, and he gasped.
"Chi- Chi?"
Chapter Two: It's Quality, Not Quantity
"Huh? How do you kno-" She looked up at Goku and gasped.
"Goku!! I can't believe it's really you! What are you doing here?"
"I'm entering the tournament! What about you?"
"Well I was going to enter, but I guess I'm too late…"
"Huh?" Goku was confused. Too late? Too late to do what? "What do you mean, Chi-Chi?"
"Um…could you let me go first?" Goku hadn't realized that he was still holding her from when she stumbled.
"Oops! Sorry!" Goku quickly let her go, laughing nervously.
"No problem…but these people say that I'm too late to enter…and that I'm too weak anyway…" Chi-Chi glared.
"What?!? But that's not true! You're strong enough! And even if you are a bit late, that doesn't matter!" Goku protested.
"To them it does."
Goku walked up to the table. "Why won't you let her fight?!? She's better than all of the people here!" the officials seemed a bit taken aback at his outburst.
Chi-Chi blushed a bit. "I'm not that good."
"Yes you are!" Goku turned his attention back to the so-called 'officials'. "You better allow her to enter, or you'll have me and my friend to deal with!" The men looked at the unconscious man that Goku had dealt with earlier. Realizing that they were stuck, they weakly nodded.
"Fine. Young lady, please put your name and…" A man recited to Chi-Chi as she nodded curtly and proceeded to fill out the same form that Krillin and Goku had filled out previously. Once she had finished she gave the man one last glare and walked away. Goku hurried to catch up with her. "So whe-" He started to say but was interrupted by Krillin running up to him.
"Hey! There you are! What the heck have you been doing?!"
"Hey Krillin! Oh, I almost forgot, this is Chi-" Goku started to introduce Chi-Chi to Krillin, but then found that she had disappeared.
"Jeez, Goku, who are you talking about?" Goku stared at the spot where Chi-Chi had just been.
'Huh? Where'd Chi-Chi go?'
Krillin looked at his friend. Goku was staring at air. Maybe he was just so excited about the competition that…nah.
"What are you doing, Goku?"
"Did you see where Chi-Chi went?"
"Who's Chi-Chi?" Krillin was thoroughly confused.
"She's my friend who I met when me and Bulma were gathering the Dragonballs…she said that she was entering the competition."
"Well I'm sure you'll see her later." Suddenly, a bell rang loudly to signify the start of the tournament. Krillin grabbed Goku and ran.
"Hurry up or we'll be late for the drawing!"
AT THE DRAWING……………………………………………
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! WE ARE NOW ABOUT TO START THE DRAWING! FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T KNOW WHAT THIS IS, THE DRAWING DETERMINES WHO FIGHTS WHO IN THE FIRST ROUND!" The crowd cheered, ready to view the contestants for the first time.
All the fighters were assembled in front of a large board which had papers pinned on it, face down. The contestant was supposed to choose a piece of paper, and announce the number that was written on it. #1 would be fighting #2, #3 would be fighting #4, and so on and so forth. There were 12 contestants total. The first one, a burly, sumo-wrestler type guy lumbered up to the board and ripped off a piece of paper.
"Number eight," He grunted. The crowd cheered for practically no reason at all.
One by one the fighters went up and choose their numbers.
Ninja who kept proclaiming himself to be the 'champion of the world!'- 1
A blonde, pretty boy who all the ladies were fawning over- 2
Kick-boxer with a gangster dialect-3
A big, purple dinosaur who spit when he talked- 4
A super-small guy who was smiling pleasantly yet very annoyingly the whole time- 5
A blond woman who was swearing the whole time-6
Krillin- 7
Sumo wrestler- 8
The mean, abusive burly guy who had beaten up Chi-Chi earlier- 9
Chi-Chi- 10
Goku- 11
A robot who kept grunting and glaring- 12
After all the numbers were drawn, the announcer announced (AN: hehe…repetitive!), or rather yelled, "LET THE MATCHES BEGIN!" Needless to say, the crowd went wild.
[AN: okay. For the fights without Goku, Krillin, or Chi-Chi I'm just going to announce who won.]
Number 1 and Number 2: Number 2 won.
Number 3 and Number 4: Number 4 won.
Number 5 and Number 6: Number 6 won.
[AN: Okay, now that THAT'S over with…]
Krillin was nervous. In fact, he was practically about to wet his pants. "Goku…I don't know about this…What if he beats me to a pulp?"
"He won't, Krillin! You're way stronger than him!"
"Yeah, bu-but…he's HUGE! He must weigh a TON!"
"It's quality, not quantity, Krillin." Krillin was amazed. Since when did Goku know insightful quotes like that?
"How'd you know that quote?"
"I dunno. I heard Bulma say it."
'Ah. That explains it.'
"Oh. Of course." Suddenly, the shrill sound of a whistle brought Krillin back to reality.
"WILL THE TWO CONTESTANTS PLEASE REPORT TO THE ARENA!"
"GOKU!! Help me!"
"Don't worry about it, Krillin. Remember, Master Roshi trained you!"
"I guess you're right. Thanks, Goku."
"I REPEAT! WILL THE TWO CONTESTANTS PLEASE REPORT TO THE ARENA!"
"Well, that's my cue. See you later, Goku!" Krillin sprinted to the arena. The announcer looked down at him, then did a double-take.
"Ahh…are you Krillin Amaguri?" [I made up his last name. So sue me (please don't take that literally!). Actually his last name means 'broiled sweet chestnuts'. For those of you who don't get the pun, ask me.]
"Yup." The announcer seemed a bit taken aback.
"How old are you, exactly?"
"I'm 14, why?"
'Wow. Youngsters these days…'
"Um…no reason…" The announcer regained his composure and yelled into his microphone, "WILL THE OTHER CONTESTANT PLEASE REPORT!"
With impeccable timing, the guy who was going to fight Krillin lumbered up to the stage. As he stepped, the ground sank beneath his feet.
"Aha..so you're the puny kid I'm fighting…" He grunted, then smirked. Krillin paled. The big sumo-guy stepped up to Krillin…and tripped. He fell, flailing his arms. As he landed, the ground shook. After about 5 seconds, he slowly got up and stared. 2 minutes later…" OW."
Krillin fell over, anime-style.
AN: You guys are lucky…there's not a big cliffhanger this time. But beware! ::laughs evilly::
Next chapter: Krillin fights the big sumo-guy. Duh.
-kat