Author: Baby Buruma (I changed my name ^0^)
Disclaimer: What you think... LOL I don't own DBZ. BUT Inme is MINE!
Paring: What pairing?
Summary: The elimination rounds... Hehehe
Note: Short chapter...
---------- "It is now numbers 51 and 45. Runners up!"
"Wow. That's me." Bulma stood there for a second until Chichi grabbed her by the arm and pulled her. She had a large grin on her small face and her eyes seemed to sparkle.
"Come on! You have better go and you have better win!" she growled. Bulma laughed.
"I'm going!"
She took her place on the stage and watch as her opponent stepped up. Her mouth dropped. He was big. He was REALLY BIG. ::Aww Crap.:: And then it hit her. Roshi never did teach them how to train. He only taught them how to push around dirt. And run with turtle shells on their backs. Oh yeah, he also taught her how to sit on the ground and meditate. Although that did work perfectly.
::I'm dead. So dead...::
"Look at the little girl that I get to fight," he laughed [along with the other fighters watching]. She could hear them whispering that she was as bad as the last little kid. He blew her a kiss, which actually ticked her off. How dare something as ugly as that flirt with her!
"GO!"
He quickly charged at her and raised his fist. But before he could even land a punch, Bulma made a mighty leap into the air. He stopped and looked up in surprise as she landed her feet right in the middle of his face. She jumped onto the ground with one last kick to his chest. That was the final blow before he fell to the ground, out of breath and down for the count.
The crowd gasped. How did she do that?
"The winner is Number 51!"
Bulma grinned and made her way back to her friends. Yamcha's mouth was dropped open. He now [knew that she could indeed fight very well].
"Good job Bulma. That was cool," Chichi complimented.
"Thanks. It was really easy. I didn't have a problem. He was weak any ways," she bragged. "I didn't even break a sweat." She then giggled. "This will be no problem." She seemed so sure of herself on the outside side, but on the inside she was shocked.
How in Kami's name did she do that? It was as if something else took over at that very moment. She grinned. ::Must be Roshi training.::
Just then a voice could be heard. Krillen looked around to see one of his worse fears. The bullies from his temple were there. Grinning and mocking him just as always. He felt his heart sink in fear as old memories were restored.
"Hey Krillen! Haha! The last time we saw you was when you ran from the temple crying." His remark quickly got bad vibes from Bulma and Chichi. Each of them narrowed their eyes at the monks who had just shown up. They didn't seem to notice the looks they were getting and continued their teasing.
"Say Cueball. What are you doing here?" one questioned.
Krillen put his head down in shame and didn't seem to have the heart to stand up to them. Goku watched in confusion while the girls seem to be holding back on jumping them two men.
"Baldy, what number do you have," one of the men questioned.
"93," Krillen muttered.
"Really? Well I guess we'll be fighting next!" Krillen paled. "I'll have fun beating you to a bloody dot." When Krillen didn't answer, Bulma began to grow furious at his frightened acts and took it as her time to speak.
"Well I'll have you know that Krillen will not lose! He'll kick your ass," Bulma spoke for the alarmed boy.
They glanced at her before laughing. "And you are fighting as well?" They continued there laughing. Surly they had not seen her defeat the supposedly strong man just moments ago?
Bulma refrained from jumping him right then, but Chichi however made her own move and bared her fist to attack. Luckily Goku grabbed her arm and pulled her back beside him. She shot him a glare but stood still. It after all would make no sense to fight them know.
"Yeah, I am fighting. Hopefully I'll be matched against one of you," she hissed. He laughed once again before turning around and walking away.
"Oooh, the nerves of them!" Chichi screamed. "I hope I get to fight one of them!"
"Okay I don't understand this. I want to know who they were?" Yamcha asked.
Krillen grew quiet and told his story. They were always beating him up back at his old temple and he was too weak to fight them back. "They are really strong. Maybe I should quit..." Krillen trailed.
"I'll tell you this Krillen. If you quit I'll burn you to death." He glanced at Chichi, and the look on her face told him that she was serious. "But..."
"Oh forget it! Just go all out," Goku said excitedly.
"But you said don't go all out. Remember?" Krillen asked.
"Haha. Well that guy should get hit with all you got." At that comment he received a slap from Chichi. "Ouch! Why did ya do that!?"
"Don't say things like that!" She shouted.
"But you say mean things all..." The glare she gave him made him shut up. He didn't want to face her anger. That would be hell itself. She gave him peck on the check for doing as told and he couldn't help but blush and play with his thumbs.
"Aww. I hate to break this up but it's your turn Cueball!" Bulma grinned. It was fun to see Chichi flirt but they had other things to be doing.
"Oh... I..."
"GO!"
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Krillen gulped as he walked towards his opponent. The bully laughed at him.
"But I see you aren't running like the last time. That is a good thing. In a way." He stated.
"GO!"
The bully launched a punch, but was stunned when Krillen jumped over it and landed behind him. Before he knew what happened, Krillen jumped at him with a kick and connected with the man's stomach.
The kick sent the bully flying not only off of the platform, but across the room, through the wall, and flying past Inme and the others walking around the complex. He then smashed into another wall, leaving an imprint of his body before falling to the ground.
Back inside the competition hall everyone stood staring with wide eyes, including Krillen, and the referee stuttered that he was the winner.
-------------------------- Outside Inme ran to the hole in the wall and stood on her tiptoes.
"Oolong! Puar! I can see!" she shouted.
"Yea. So can I..." trailed Oolong. He could also see her panties. That short red shirt didn't hide much.
"Come on lets go in!" she shouted.
"No Inme. We can't." Puar stated. "We should just watch from here."
"Oh fine!"
"Yeah. I'll watch from right here..." trailed Oolong. His eyes never left her panties.
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"I did it." Krillen stuttered. "Where did that power come from?"
"I have no idea! I guess Roshi's odd training paid off." Bulma grinned. She was happy to know that he felt the same way she had.
"Numbers 24 and 15! Runners up!"
After hearing her number, Chichi shouted and jumped for joy. "Bulma, Goku, it's my turn!" she screeched. She pulled off her helmet and handed it to Goku.
"Who do I go up against?"
"Hehe. Your lucky. You get to beat up one of Krillen's old bullies." Bulma said with a deadly ease. Chichi clapped in joy and Krillen also smiled.
Chichi gave a wave before facing her opponent.
"Hi," she winked.
"I'm not foolish. I saw what your buddy did to mine. Don't think I'll take it easy on you," he hissed.
"Whatever."
"GO!"
He charged at Chichi, and she pulled one of Goku stunts and went in between his legs. After landing behind him, she made a hasty spin and with high force she kneed him in the back. To their surprise, with that one hit he laid motionless on the floor.
The crowd was silent in shock.
"The winner is... 24."
Mouths were still dropped open.
Two little boys and two girls had defeated such strong men. Could it actually be true? Was this some type of cheap joke?
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Yamcha's match was next and he easily defeated his opponent with one swift punch to the face. The four of them were shocked at his strength.
"What do you say we keep on winning?" Goku asked. He gave his own innocent grin that seemed to lighten the room up even more than before.
"Yeah! We will. All four of us will make it to the final rounds," Bulma exclaimed.
The matches flew by quickly. Both females took out her opponents with no mercy. Goku could actually blow them out the ring with a stomp of his feet and Krillen had a strange habit of harassing them before he too threw his enemy from the ring.
The man with the bull horn then said the following names: "Goku, Krillen, Chichi and Yamcha are qualified to enter the tournament."
Bulma frowned. What about her?
"Aww, don't worry Bulma! If you beat your next opponent you'll be in." Chichi winked and Bulma gave a smirk.
They should be calling her number right about...
"51 and 55. Runners up!"
Bulma waved. "See ya guys in a second!" She took off running towards the stage. She turned and face her opponent and frowned at what she saw. It was a young women. Short purple hair and a annoying little smirk.
"GO!"
They stood there glancing at each other. "I really hate that I am fighting another female. My plans won't work now." She hissed. Bulma rose an eyebrow. What type of nut was this?
"But I Ran Fan WILL NOT LOSE!" She screamed before charging. Bulma could only blink at the women's foolishness. Why would any one try to attack head on with no secret motive? Ran Fan landed a punch at her face and Bulma countered the female's advances. It was easy to see that this match would be simple to complete. At that very moment, Ran Fan tossed another punch to Bulma's face, but she stepped out of the way, causing Ran Fan to land on the ground. With that she placed her feet on the girl's back and pushed down.
She tossed and tried to turn. "Let me up you whore!"
This sentence alone caused Bulma short fiery temper to be lost. She gave a swift kick to the women's ribs, sending her small body soaring from the ring and into a nearby wall.
A silence over took the audience before the annoncer finally gathered the guts to speak the words Bulma wanted to hear.
"The winner is number 51! Bulma is qualified to enter the tournament!"
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---------- "It is now numbers 51 and 45. Runners up!"
"Wow. That's me." Bulma stood there for a second until Chichi grabbed her by the arm and pulled her. She had a large grin on her small face and her eyes seemed to sparkle.
"Come on! You have better go and you have better win!" she growled. Bulma laughed.
"I'm going!"
She took her place on the stage and watch as her opponent stepped up. Her mouth dropped. He was big. He was REALLY BIG. ::Aww Crap.:: And then it hit her. Roshi never did teach them how to train. He only taught them how to push around dirt. And run with turtle shells on their backs. Oh yeah, he also taught her how to sit on the ground and meditate. Although that did work perfectly.
::I'm dead. So dead...::
"Look at the little girl that I get to fight," he laughed [along with the other fighters watching]. She could hear them whispering that she was as bad as the last little kid. He blew her a kiss, which actually ticked her off. How dare something as ugly as that flirt with her!
"GO!"
He quickly charged at her and raised his fist. But before he could even land a punch, Bulma made a mighty leap into the air. He stopped and looked up in surprise as she landed her feet right in the middle of his face. She jumped onto the ground with one last kick to his chest. That was the final blow before he fell to the ground, out of breath and down for the count.
The crowd gasped. How did she do that?
"The winner is Number 51!"
Bulma grinned and made her way back to her friends. Yamcha's mouth was dropped open. He now [knew that she could indeed fight very well].
"Good job Bulma. That was cool," Chichi complimented.
"Thanks. It was really easy. I didn't have a problem. He was weak any ways," she bragged. "I didn't even break a sweat." She then giggled. "This will be no problem." She seemed so sure of herself on the outside side, but on the inside she was shocked.
How in Kami's name did she do that? It was as if something else took over at that very moment. She grinned. ::Must be Roshi training.::
Just then a voice could be heard. Krillen looked around to see one of his worse fears. The bullies from his temple were there. Grinning and mocking him just as always. He felt his heart sink in fear as old memories were restored.
"Hey Krillen! Haha! The last time we saw you was when you ran from the temple crying." His remark quickly got bad vibes from Bulma and Chichi. Each of them narrowed their eyes at the monks who had just shown up. They didn't seem to notice the looks they were getting and continued their teasing.
"Say Cueball. What are you doing here?" one questioned.
Krillen put his head down in shame and didn't seem to have the heart to stand up to them. Goku watched in confusion while the girls seem to be holding back on jumping them two men.
"Baldy, what number do you have," one of the men questioned.
"93," Krillen muttered.
"Really? Well I guess we'll be fighting next!" Krillen paled. "I'll have fun beating you to a bloody dot." When Krillen didn't answer, Bulma began to grow furious at his frightened acts and took it as her time to speak.
"Well I'll have you know that Krillen will not lose! He'll kick your ass," Bulma spoke for the alarmed boy.
They glanced at her before laughing. "And you are fighting as well?" They continued there laughing. Surly they had not seen her defeat the supposedly strong man just moments ago?
Bulma refrained from jumping him right then, but Chichi however made her own move and bared her fist to attack. Luckily Goku grabbed her arm and pulled her back beside him. She shot him a glare but stood still. It after all would make no sense to fight them know.
"Yeah, I am fighting. Hopefully I'll be matched against one of you," she hissed. He laughed once again before turning around and walking away.
"Oooh, the nerves of them!" Chichi screamed. "I hope I get to fight one of them!"
"Okay I don't understand this. I want to know who they were?" Yamcha asked.
Krillen grew quiet and told his story. They were always beating him up back at his old temple and he was too weak to fight them back. "They are really strong. Maybe I should quit..." Krillen trailed.
"I'll tell you this Krillen. If you quit I'll burn you to death." He glanced at Chichi, and the look on her face told him that she was serious. "But..."
"Oh forget it! Just go all out," Goku said excitedly.
"But you said don't go all out. Remember?" Krillen asked.
"Haha. Well that guy should get hit with all you got." At that comment he received a slap from Chichi. "Ouch! Why did ya do that!?"
"Don't say things like that!" She shouted.
"But you say mean things all..." The glare she gave him made him shut up. He didn't want to face her anger. That would be hell itself. She gave him peck on the check for doing as told and he couldn't help but blush and play with his thumbs.
"Aww. I hate to break this up but it's your turn Cueball!" Bulma grinned. It was fun to see Chichi flirt but they had other things to be doing.
"Oh... I..."
"GO!"
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Krillen gulped as he walked towards his opponent. The bully laughed at him.
"But I see you aren't running like the last time. That is a good thing. In a way." He stated.
"GO!"
The bully launched a punch, but was stunned when Krillen jumped over it and landed behind him. Before he knew what happened, Krillen jumped at him with a kick and connected with the man's stomach.
The kick sent the bully flying not only off of the platform, but across the room, through the wall, and flying past Inme and the others walking around the complex. He then smashed into another wall, leaving an imprint of his body before falling to the ground.
Back inside the competition hall everyone stood staring with wide eyes, including Krillen, and the referee stuttered that he was the winner.
-------------------------- Outside Inme ran to the hole in the wall and stood on her tiptoes.
"Oolong! Puar! I can see!" she shouted.
"Yea. So can I..." trailed Oolong. He could also see her panties. That short red shirt didn't hide much.
"Come on lets go in!" she shouted.
"No Inme. We can't." Puar stated. "We should just watch from here."
"Oh fine!"
"Yeah. I'll watch from right here..." trailed Oolong. His eyes never left her panties.
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"I did it." Krillen stuttered. "Where did that power come from?"
"I have no idea! I guess Roshi's odd training paid off." Bulma grinned. She was happy to know that he felt the same way she had.
"Numbers 24 and 15! Runners up!"
After hearing her number, Chichi shouted and jumped for joy. "Bulma, Goku, it's my turn!" she screeched. She pulled off her helmet and handed it to Goku.
"Who do I go up against?"
"Hehe. Your lucky. You get to beat up one of Krillen's old bullies." Bulma said with a deadly ease. Chichi clapped in joy and Krillen also smiled.
Chichi gave a wave before facing her opponent.
"Hi," she winked.
"I'm not foolish. I saw what your buddy did to mine. Don't think I'll take it easy on you," he hissed.
"Whatever."
"GO!"
He charged at Chichi, and she pulled one of Goku stunts and went in between his legs. After landing behind him, she made a hasty spin and with high force she kneed him in the back. To their surprise, with that one hit he laid motionless on the floor.
The crowd was silent in shock.
"The winner is... 24."
Mouths were still dropped open.
Two little boys and two girls had defeated such strong men. Could it actually be true? Was this some type of cheap joke?
----------------
Yamcha's match was next and he easily defeated his opponent with one swift punch to the face. The four of them were shocked at his strength.
"What do you say we keep on winning?" Goku asked. He gave his own innocent grin that seemed to lighten the room up even more than before.
"Yeah! We will. All four of us will make it to the final rounds," Bulma exclaimed.
The matches flew by quickly. Both females took out her opponents with no mercy. Goku could actually blow them out the ring with a stomp of his feet and Krillen had a strange habit of harassing them before he too threw his enemy from the ring.
The man with the bull horn then said the following names: "Goku, Krillen, Chichi and Yamcha are qualified to enter the tournament."
Bulma frowned. What about her?
"Aww, don't worry Bulma! If you beat your next opponent you'll be in." Chichi winked and Bulma gave a smirk.
They should be calling her number right about...
"51 and 55. Runners up!"
Bulma waved. "See ya guys in a second!" She took off running towards the stage. She turned and face her opponent and frowned at what she saw. It was a young women. Short purple hair and a annoying little smirk.
"GO!"
They stood there glancing at each other. "I really hate that I am fighting another female. My plans won't work now." She hissed. Bulma rose an eyebrow. What type of nut was this?
"But I Ran Fan WILL NOT LOSE!" She screamed before charging. Bulma could only blink at the women's foolishness. Why would any one try to attack head on with no secret motive? Ran Fan landed a punch at her face and Bulma countered the female's advances. It was easy to see that this match would be simple to complete. At that very moment, Ran Fan tossed another punch to Bulma's face, but she stepped out of the way, causing Ran Fan to land on the ground. With that she placed her feet on the girl's back and pushed down.
She tossed and tried to turn. "Let me up you whore!"
This sentence alone caused Bulma short fiery temper to be lost. She gave a swift kick to the women's ribs, sending her small body soaring from the ring and into a nearby wall.
A silence over took the audience before the annoncer finally gathered the guts to speak the words Bulma wanted to hear.
"The winner is number 51! Bulma is qualified to enter the tournament!"
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