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What If It Hadn't Happened?

Chapter 5

The dust cleared and the bright light faded away, revealing both Son men lying in
small craters.



"They both hit the ground at the same time! I can't tell if it's ring out, since the ring's
completely gone. But I think I'll give them the benefit of the doubt, and assume Goku
and Saiyaman are both in the ring. Alright, I'm going to count to ten!" the announcer
said. "The first one who stands up before I finish," he continued, "wins. If not, the first
one to stand and say, 'I am the champion,' is the winner!"



The ref began to count, and by '3', Gohan and Goku were both struggling to get to their
feet, but they both fell back down.


"Ten! Okay, you know what this means! First person on his feet and saying the winning
phrase is the champ!" the announcer declared.


Managing to get up onto wobbly feet, Goku said, "I am the champio-" But just like when
he was twelve, Goku keeled over before he could finish.


"I don't think Goku will be getting up any time soon! So, if Saiyaman can say the letter
that Goku couldn't, he'll win!"


Gasping for breath, Gohan managed to get up onto one knee. Out of the corner of his
eye, he saw Goku stirring once again. He started to straighten up, but fell back down as
Goku sat up.


"You can do it, Gohan, I know it! All you have to do is stand up!" Videl encouraged
from the waiting room.


Gohan got up to his feet again, and stood up straight without much trouble. "I-I'm
the...champ...champion!" he stuttered out.


"That's it! Saiyaman wins!" the announcer said. The crowd cheered, and Gohan gave
the classic Son laugh, a hand behind his head, the other making a 'V'.


Goku managed to stand, walking over to his son. "Great job, Gohan. I'm proud of you,"
he said. Goku lifted his son's arm into the air, like in a boxing match. Videl ran out to
give Gohan a bone-crushing hug, saying, "See! I told you you could win!"


"Videl-can't breathe..." Gohan said. "Oh...he he, sorry about that," Videl muttered,
blushing as she released Gohan.


"Thanks for believing in me," Gohan said quietly, and Videl smiled once again.


Goku saw the pride shining in Videl's eyes, and something else...something new.
(Could she...? Yeah, I think so. Videl loves my son,) he thought.



They soon found themselves in a small lounge, part hiding from the reporters, part
waiting for the awards ceremony. Krillin, Piccolo and the other Z fighters questioned
Goku about SS3, while Gohan sat off to the side with Videl, trying to avoid her hearing
the word 'Saiyan' again.


Gohan handed Videl a soda from the nearby machine, and Videl asked, "So, what's it like
being the world champion?"


"Well, I have fans. That's weird and kinda cool at the same time. All I really care about
is that by that I beat my dad, which I thought was impossible. I doubt that even Buu guy
Supreme Kai's been talking about could beat him," Gohan said.


"Hey Gohan?" Videl said.


"Yeah?" Gohan replied.

"If you guys have to go fight that guy, don't die on me, okay?" Videl asked.


"I'll try," Gohan said with a wry grin.


"Gohan! I mean it!" Videl exclaimed, punching his arm again.


"Okay, okay! I promise not to die," Gohan said, putting his hands out in front of him in
defense.


"You better not. Cuz if you do, I'll kill you," Videl warned.


"But wouldn't breaking my promise mean I'm already dead? How could you kill me then?" Gohan asked innocently.


"Oh, shut up," Videl replied.


"But what'd I do?" he asked, truly confused.


"That tone won't work on me, Gohan," Videl said, punching his arm again.


"Ow!" Gohan exclaimed in mock pain, rubbing his arm.


"I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?" Videl asked, holding back laughter. Gohan nodded, letting a tear roll down his cheek. "Can I kiss it and make it better?" Videl asked, a smile tugging at her lips.


"Yes," Gohan replied, forming his lips into a pout. Videl leaned over and brushed her lips against his shoulder. She sat back up, and they both sniggered, bursting into laughter.


"Are they-flirting?" Krillin asked quietly from across the room, watching the two teens play around.


"I would say so," Goku replied, surprising Krillin with the fact that he even knew what flirting was.


(I really am proud of you, son. Not only are you a great fighter, but you found a girl to love, too,) Goku thought, glancing over at Videl and Gohan.


Not too much longer, the announcer/ref came in and said, "Okay, guys. You gotta come out now."


He walked back out, and Gohan groaned. "I don't want to go back out there," he said with a whimper. Goku laughed at his son and led everyone else out, leaving Videl to tend to Gohan.


"Come on, Gohan! It won't be that bad," Videl said.


"But there's so many people...they'll be watching every move I make, listening to every word I say," Gohan argued.


"Just go on and get it over with," Videl replied, standing up. She pulled Gohan to his feet and added, "I bet it'll only last half an hour, tops." She drug him by the hand back to the area where the ring once stood, and where a pile of rubble now existed.


"It looks like all of the competitors have arrived, so that means it's time to give out some prize money!" the announcer said. "I must say," he added, "That other than the fact that the ring has been destroyed the 2nd time in ten years, it has been an amazing tournament! First, I would like to congratulate those who lost in the first round, just for qualifying, and therefore beating one hundred contestants!" The eight stepped forward as their names were called off.


"We have: Pintar, Majunior, Videl, Kibito, Number 18, Vegeta, Killa, and Jewl!" The crowd cheered, more for Videl and Jewl than anyone else.


"Now, our quarter-finalists, not quite lucky enough to win twice: Krillin, Spopovich, who, I'm glad to announce, is still in the hospital, Hercule, and Yamu!"


When the cheers died down again, the announcer continued: "And, out proud semi-finalists, who proved their worth as fighters, even if they couldn't make it to the finals. Shin and Mighty Mask!"


(Oh man,) Goku thought, watching 'Mighty Mask' take a bow, (Those boys are gonna be running around with more money than they know what to do with, and that's not even counting the money Chi-Chi and Bulma know about!)


He waved to the crowd when the announcer said, "And let's give a hand to Goku, the runner-up!"


The spectators erupted when Gohan was announced. "And, of course, our new champion, Saiyaman! Not only did he strip Hercule of the championship title, but also the title of youngest champ, form our runner-up! Goku set the previous record with age 19, while Saiyaman is only 18!"


Gohan waved to the crowd, a blush tinting his cheeks. (He's so cute when he's embarrassed,) Videl thought. She shook her head and added, (Gah! I can't think about him like that! He's my best friend! Just a friend! At least, I think so...)


"Hey Videl, how about a little kiss for the champ over there," Goku said quietly as he walked up behind Videl, pointing at Gohan.


"What?!?!? I'm not gonna...I don't think about him...we're just...grr, Goku! It's not like that, okay?" Videl stuttered out, waving her hands frantically in front of her.


"Oh, come on, Videl. I know you love him, you know you love him," Goku said with a grin, "He doesn't care about the money, or the title, so why don't you give him something he'll really appreciate?"


Videl swallowed and fought down her blush. Suddenly confident, she said, "Maybe I will, Goku. But not now. I'm gonna wait for the right time."


"He's a real lucky guy, with you around. You know that?" Goku said.


Videl blushed again and said, "Thanks, sir. I'm lucky to have him, too." She smiled as she watched Gohan put on his new belt. (Really lucky,) she thought.


Chapter 5's done! So, what'd you think?

Next time on WIIHH?: Will Videl kiss Gohan? And what about Spopovich and Yamu? Will they be able to get Gohan's energy?