AN: This chapter is the last of the Tournament Saga! Time does fly, doesn't it? Well, a soon-to-be new beginning calls for a new…uh, "idea". From now on, I will be taking nominations for fanfictions to be advertised. It doesn't HAVE to Dragonball/Z/GT, but I'll be more likely to choose it if it is. Also, the fic doesn't have to be your own- it can be anyone's. Please refrain from nominating very well known fanfictions, as they don't exactly need the advertising. Of course, if it is exceptional, then I will advertise it. Two more things-

1. It does NOT matter if I've already advertised a piece by the same author.

2. Please, only nominate one fanfiction at a time. Depending on the nominations, I will pick 1-3 fanfics to advertise.

There. Please nominate!! (Oh, and from now on, I'm switching to Japanese names!)

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball. Akira Toriyama does…hmm…I wonder- does he ever read Dragonball Z, etc. fanfiction?

Through Thick and Thin

Chapter Thirteen: Why Not?

            Buruma sighed. She was afraid that this would happen, although, secretly, she was excited. Although martial arts weren't exactly her strong point, she loved the action. Plus, it gave her interesting opportunities to create new inventions.  Yet…this match was the very epitome of tension: three friends, competing against one another for the title of Champion. Afterwards, two will walk away, defeated ('Or, perhaps, be dragged off to recover from a coma,' Buruma reflected) and the remaining one will stand victorious. She wasn't sure who would win- each had their own strong points.

            She stared expectantly at the announcer. Apparently, this match was the final one- all three were to fight one another at the same time. Chi-Chi, Goku, and Kuririn were all waiting patiently for the match to start (which was a feat in itself). Finally…

            "NOW, WHAT YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! THE…FIIIINAAAALSSS! FOR THOSE WHO HAVE FORGOTTEN (BUT, REALLY, COULD?), THE FINALISTS ARE: THE FIERY CHI-CHI, YOUNG, INNOCENT GOKU, AND THE CASUAL JOKESTER KURIRIN! AMAZINGLY, ALL ARE YOUNGER THAN FIFTEEN! THIS IS A MATCH FOR THE WORLD RECORDS!" The announcer took a breath. Yelling into a microphone could be just plain EXHAUSTING.

            "WITHOUT FURTHER ADO…LET THE MATCH BEGIN!" The familiar "bong" sound echoed throughout the arena, and the three competitors crouched in their various, tell- tale positions.

            None of the three knew how to start. Each was waiting for the other to make the first move, yet no one did.

            'Oh, the heck with it. I'll start!'

            '(Snore) (Yawn) Well, this sure is interesting! I'd better get this started.'

            'I guess I'll start…no one else is…'

            So…the three competitors all charged at the same moment. Anyone who was a witness to the match could've sworn time stopped for a split second, right THERE…and then fast-forwarded [AN: Please excuse my horrible wording! ^^;;].

            Goku punched Kuririn, Kuririn slammed Chi-Chi, and Chi-Chi kicked Goku…the whole match was a game. Suddenly, Kuririn quickly took a running leap and kicked Goku head-on in the face. He roughly slid across the arena floor, but easily got up and wiped some blood off the corner of his lips, which curled into a wild grin. Right after Kuririn had kicked Goku, Chi-Chi took the opportunity and slid her feet across Kuririn's, tripping him. He hardly had time to react, and slammed dramatically to the un-marred floor. He groaned, and Goku snapped his head over to concentrate on what seemed to now be a one-on-one fight between his two best friends.

            Chi-Chi, like Kuririn did previously, took a running jump and kicked Kuririn forcefully to the other end of the arena. His legs were now dangling of the edge, and he was quickly getting up.

            Yet, before he could completely regain his balance, Goku had taken a hint and sped over to Kuririn…

            Goku slammed his best friend off the edge of the arena. The victim yelled angrily, but what was done was done. Kuririn was out of the picture.

            "HEY!!! NO FAIR, GOKU!" He growled, but good-naturedly. Kuririn had accepted his defeat, even though the last moments WERE two-on-one.

            'Oh, well,' Kuririn sighed and now set on watching the rest of the fight intently from the sidelines.

            Chi-Chi and Goku were now facing off, staring heatedly at one another. Chi-Chi charged, and placed Goku in a headlock; her arm wrapped around his head; and his head tightly anchored on her chest so he couldn't move. He coughed, and his face turned red "for some reason" [AN: ::cough cough::].

            Goku was having a hard time breathing now, and he hoped that Chi-Chi would let him go soon. He tried to thrash his way out of her hold, but alas: nothing would work. One would think that Chi-Chi would die if she released Goku…well, that is, before she flung him powerfully to the ground. He stood up, scratched and scraped, but still strong nevertheless.

            'Hmm…!  Maybe I'll raise it up a notch…' Goku smirked a very un-Goku like smirk. He brought his hands to his side and joined his wrists together.

            "KAAA…" Kuririn's eyes widened, and Chi-Chi stood up straight, confused.

            "MEEEE…" Chi-Chi backed away a step. 'Uh, oh...'

            "HAAAA…MEEE…" Chi-Chi braced herself and brought her arms in front of her face.

            "HAAAAAAAA!!" A bright blue beam of light blasted towards Chi-Chi and exploded on impact. Once the smoke cleared, the onlookers saw Chi-Chi still holding her arms over her face and her eyes shut tight. Many scratches were visible, and she was considerably dirtier than before. She choked a bit, but then regained her composure and rose calmly. She giggled a bit, and smirked. Chi-Chi uncannily looked a bit like Goku when she smirked, and he stared.

            "YAAAAA!!"

            …And Goku flew out of the arena.

            BAM. He groaned, but got up and pouted.

            "Awww, Chi!!" He whined.

            The audience stared. The announcer fumbled his microphone, and announced dazedly, "CHI-CHI IS THE NEW WORLD CHAMPION!!"

            Cheers filled the arena for not only Chi-Chi, but also Goku and Kuririn. The three smiled and waved…

::::::::::::A few hours later::::::::::::

            Master Roshi [AN: does anyone know his Japanese name?] had appeared backstage after the match, and was congratulating his pupils and his former pupil's daughter.

            "So, what are you three going to do now?" Asked Buruma.

            "I think I'll just stay and train with Master. What about you two?" Kuririn questioned.

            "Me? Well, I think I'm going to go and travel. Plus train while I'm at it. I've always liked being in the wild…you, Chi?"

            "I don't know. I guess I'll just go back home…there's nothing else." Buruma detected the note of sadness in Chi-Chi's voice, and she whispered something to Goku. He nodded, and brightened.

            "I know! Why don't you travel with me, Chi? It'll be fun, and we can spar with each other too!" Goku grinned expectantly.

            "Sure! Why not?" Everyone looked at one another and smiled. What the next years would bring, none knew…

AN: DUN DUN DUN!!! So, what do you guys think will happen?? MWAHAHA!! Only I know!! But, uh, anyway…

Kat's Advertisement Corner!

Okay. For this one, I'm just telling you guys that Kaz has finished Requiem: Renascimento. Great ending, too! Very suitable. So, for those who haven't read it, read it! Oh, and remember to nominate fics!

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