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: An amazed little Goku/The elimination rounds... Hehehe
Note: take a look at Kitana Chan FICS! AND THEN READ THEM ALL! Don't forget
to review! Also I have changed some things around when it comes to the
tournament. So don't fuss :)
Warning: A little short! As the next will chapter be!
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Krillin and Goku ran through the area. Their hands were up in the air as they screamed their victory. Chichi and Bulma soon joined them.
"WE DID IT! WE DID IT!" shouted Goku. "ALL FOUR OF US!"
"I CAN'T BELIEVE WE DID IT!"
Yamcha watched the four of them cheer with a little shock. He couldn't believe that Bulma had done it. He expected Chichi to pass because of who her father was. But Bulma!? And what made it worse was that she was well... Bulma. He once had a crush on her, and in a way he still did. He still liked Inme, and she was supposed to be his girlfriend, but he couldn't help but fall onto thoughts of Bulma. Besides she seemed to have matured a lot more, just as he had. At that very moment Yamcha swallowed. Hopefully he wouldn't have to fight her. She seemed to be very good.
"Hey, we should go find Roshi and the others!" Goku suggested.
"Good idea."
Just as they were about to walk off a voice called to them.
"Yammy!" They turned to see Inme, and behind her Oolong and Puar. She grabbed hold of Yamcha and congratulated him.
"Thanks Babe." He grinned.
"Your going to win the tournament right?" she purred.
"Uh, Yea."
At that very moment Inme glanced up at the four fighters that were staring at her. "Hi! Remember me?" She smiled.
"Yep. We remember you. *Yawn*" Bulma rolled her eyes. That was Chichi for ya. It was easy to see that she didn't like the girl. But there was no reason why she shouldn't. Sure she was a little... touchy. But who cares.
"Don't mind Chichi. She always like that. And of course we remember you. We just met last night." Bulma smiled. Inme frowned for a moment before returning the smile.
"Hey!" Roshi yelled. He ran up to them from afar before smiling. "I heard that you four passed."
"Yea we did!" Goku exclaimed. "All four of us! Isn't that so amazing?!"
"I am going to win this!" Bulma suddenly stated. They all glanced at her. Did she said she was going to win?
"Yeah right, Bulma. Stop dreaming okay." Chichi smirked and pushed her hair out of her eyes.
"Chichi..." Her voice held a warning tone and Goku knew this would lead to one of their cat fights. Luckily, Roshi broke it up before it even began.
"Now remember what I told you and do your best."
"Okay! We will!"
At that very moment a voice came over the P.A. system. It stated that the Tournament would begin soon, and that the 9 finalists should make their way to the main arena. The four of them jumped in shock.
"Time to go!" Yamcha reminded them. "Bye Inme." She smiled and waved.
"I'll be looking from the stands!!!" she cheered. "Let's go guys." She turned to leave but then realized someone was missing. ::Where did that old man go?::
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The contestants had gathered in the main building next to the fighting stage. Goku, Krillin, and Yamcha were all standing together, while Bulma and Chichi exchanged their own words in another corner. Off to the side was a large Pterodactyl-like moster. Krillen noticed a tall man in a turban meditating, reminding him of Bulma. That what she spent most of her time doing during the past few months. And a old man with gray hair was leaning against the wall.
Suddenly Goku's face scrunched up and a rumble was heard. Everyone covered their noses as a huge, hideous fighter walked by. After they could breathe again, Yamcha explained who he was. He told them that he was very strong, but his true power laid in the fact that he hasn't bathed since he was born. He smelled so bad that all opponents have to cover their noses during the fight leaving themselves unguarded.
"That's disgusting!" Bulma shouted.
"And we could smell him from the other side of the room!" Chichi added.
"Well it's worse for me cause I can smell like a dog." Goku pointed. Chichi patted him on the back.
"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll make it."
Just at that moment a blond man called for their attention. They all gathered up in a small crowd, but the smelly one popped up from behind the group, making them all have to cover their noses.
"Excuse me sir, but could you stand father away?" gasped out the announcer. He did as he was told much to every ones relief. "You people will draw numbers to find out who will fight who and in what order."
"Okay, first contestant: Bulma."
She blushed and walked to the stand and drew number 1. He smiled at her as she showed him the number and then wrote it down.
"Contestant Giran."
The Pterodactyl walked up and drew the number 8 which was in match 4. He then called for Bacterian, the smelly guy. He stepped forward and drew the number 3. The announcer wrote it down with his nose covered. He then called for Yamcha who drew the number 4. Chichi was next and she drew the number 6. After that Krillen went up and drew. Goku also went and drew the number seven.
"Contestant Jackie Chun." A old gray man walked up and pulled his number.
"Okay now that we have all of the contestants, lets get this stuff down..." Every one watched as he wrote down the names.
"I get to fight Yamcha!" Bulma laughed and waved at him. He rose an eyebrow before smirking.
"And I get to fight... that smelly guy." Chichi sniffed before breaking into tears. "EWW!!!" She screamed and the few other fighters gave her sympathetic looks, while Bacterian stood by and smirked. Bulma frowned but didn't say much.
"Don't worry. Just hold your breath and attack him quickly!" Goku laughed. She glared, instantly shutting him up.
"I have to fight Jackie Chun." Krillen spoke. "Who the hell is that?"
"Oh that's that old guy!" Goku shouted. "I saw him earlier!"
"Old guy?" Krillen mumbled. "This is should be simple then."
The announcer continued.
"It is a simple elimination tournament. No time limit on the matches. If you fall off or say "I give up" you lose. There is also no weapons, poking in the eyes, or hitting "vulnerable spots"."
"What do you mean by that?" Goku asked. Chichi paid him no attention as she continued to whine.
"Ugh. I mean don't hit any on in the balls."
"But I don't have any balls." Bulma grinned as every one paying attention fell over.
"Well the match will start in a few minutes. You may walk around till than."
"Can I eat?" Goku, of course.
"Are you sure you want to eat before fighting?" questioned the man.
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"Have it your way. The kitchen is right through the halls. You can get food there. Bye," he said before walking off. Bulma watched as Goku tapped Chichi on the shoulder.
"What do you want!" She hissed.
"Uh, I was just wondering if you wanted to eat something with me," Goku inquired sweetly. Chichi glared.
"You don't understand dear," she hissed. "I have to fight that smelly thing, and right now the idea of food makes me want to puke!" she shouted, her fists were balling at her sides as she glared at him.
"Um, okay I'll be back in a little bit then. Er... bye," he said as he ran off. He didn't want to face her wrath because he could tell she was mad.
"Well Chichi that not a very good start if you want to marry him when your older." Bulma giggle at her comment and Chichi only glowered at her. "It's not his fault that you have to fight that 'thing'," she spoke in a laughing matter, which only proved to piss Chichi off more. Her friend was asking for it. "I'm not pissing you off am I?" Bulma questioned sweetly.
The little girl growled warningly. "Bulma..."
"Oh come off of it. I know you'll win any way. Stop being a worry hog. Even though I would be worrying to." Bulma looked to the ceiling and thought of fighting that smelly thing. ::Aww. Poor Chichi...::
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The announcer stepped out onto the Stage.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you for your patience! We will now begin the 21st World Championship Martial Arts Tournament!" The crowd's cheers grew louder. "I will now announce the contestants participating in the first round! Match number 1: Bulma Briefs Vs Yamcha!! Match number 2: Jackie Chun Vs Krillen!! Match 3: Chichi Vs Bacterian!!" He took a breath. "Round 2 will be announced once this round is over with!"
"Now lets get started!" he exclaimed. His voice was followed by enthusiastic cheers.
"First contestants! Get up on the stage!"
"Go Bulma," Chichi growled, pushing the girl. "Don't be a scaredy cat! Think of it this way, at least you're not fighting that smelly freak! NOW GO!" Bulma still fought against her pushes as Yamcha walked onto the stage.
"I am not being a scaredy cat! I just need to let out a few breaths before I go up there!" Bulma defended.
"SHUT UP AND GO!" Chichi screamed before giving the girl one solid push that itself caused her to stumble on stage. She could hear a few of the cheers stop as some audience members laughed at the fact that she was, well, a mere little girl. Bulma rose an eyebrow and put on her best "I'm tough" look. She was now determined to show them what she could do.
He finished telling the rules before growing silent. Bulma glanced at Yamcha before smiling.
"So I guess we get to fight, huh?" she questioned. He gave her a strange look but stayed in his fighting position. She frowned and placed her hands on her hips before winking. And that completely put him off guard. He blushed and blinked many times and Bulma took that as her chance. She let out a laugh before charging at him. He dodged her right hook and easily grabbed a hold of her leg, sending her flying across the ring. Just as it seemed she was going to fall out, she did a dainty little flip and landed at the edge. Bulma gasped and turned to Yamcha.
She glared at her opponent and frowned. He was stronger than she thought. ::I should just throw him out of the ring before I get hurt too bad. I don't need to bring down my guard by trying to take his ki."
They stood watching each other for over a minute, each waiting for the other to attack. Just at that moment, Bulma stuck her tongue out at him. He blinked in surprise before she jumped into the air and placed her hands together, slamming them down on the back of his neck.
As he fell to the ground, everyone grew silent, watching with wide eyes.
"Count DOWN, WILL YA?!" Bulma screamed, breathing heavily. That in fact wasn't easy. It was actually harder than she thought.
"R-right! 10, 9, 8, 7... No wait! It appears that Yamcha has stood up."
Bulma paled. Stood up! But... maybe she didn't smash him hard enough. That should have knocked him out! Sure enough when she turned around she was shocked to find that the boy had stood. ::Kami don't tell me I'm going to have to resort to using my powers! I really thought I had trained harder than that!::
"Okay Bulma. That was a nice hit and I'll admit that it really knocked the crap outta me but you need a little bit more work." Yamcha stated. He smirked seeing that strength wasn't her strong point. She growled.
Then her eyes widened. Her brains. She had forgotten to use strategy! She knew strength wasn't everything.
"Time for my final attack!" Yamcha announced. Bulma glared at him.
"Wolf..."
She frantically looked behind her and her eyes fell upon the solid wall. Now if he were to do the Wolf Fang Fist, he would charge at her head first. Meaning...
"FANG FIST!" he finished. A large aqua ki formed around him and he did just as she predicted, charging at her head first. Just as he was close to her body, and just as she could feel the heat of his attack, she jumped over his head. Yamcha's eyes widened when he saw the wall the he was about to connect with, but luckily Bulma decided to be a little kinder. She grabbed a hold of his leg before he even hit. She held on him for a moment as he lay stunned before turning in a circle and tossing him right out of the ring.
Every one stood silent before the announcer spoke those sweet words.
"The winner is BULMA!" He screamed.
Soon after she could hear cheers. "Wow, I did it," she muttered "and I got a little extra ki in the meantime."
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YEA! That chapter is over with! HAHAHA! I bet you thought Bulma would beat Yamcha with on hit, right!? Hehehe. Nope. But she did beat him. Oh, and if your are wondering how she took some of his ki. Well she held onto his leg for a little bit. :P Now the next chapter will be out soon and might I add...
IT IS GOING TO BE GOOD!
Ps: Sorry about the length but don't worry. They will get back to there normal 8 to 10 pages soon. LOL
Baby Buruma*~
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Krillin and Goku ran through the area. Their hands were up in the air as they screamed their victory. Chichi and Bulma soon joined them.
"WE DID IT! WE DID IT!" shouted Goku. "ALL FOUR OF US!"
"I CAN'T BELIEVE WE DID IT!"
Yamcha watched the four of them cheer with a little shock. He couldn't believe that Bulma had done it. He expected Chichi to pass because of who her father was. But Bulma!? And what made it worse was that she was well... Bulma. He once had a crush on her, and in a way he still did. He still liked Inme, and she was supposed to be his girlfriend, but he couldn't help but fall onto thoughts of Bulma. Besides she seemed to have matured a lot more, just as he had. At that very moment Yamcha swallowed. Hopefully he wouldn't have to fight her. She seemed to be very good.
"Hey, we should go find Roshi and the others!" Goku suggested.
"Good idea."
Just as they were about to walk off a voice called to them.
"Yammy!" They turned to see Inme, and behind her Oolong and Puar. She grabbed hold of Yamcha and congratulated him.
"Thanks Babe." He grinned.
"Your going to win the tournament right?" she purred.
"Uh, Yea."
At that very moment Inme glanced up at the four fighters that were staring at her. "Hi! Remember me?" She smiled.
"Yep. We remember you. *Yawn*" Bulma rolled her eyes. That was Chichi for ya. It was easy to see that she didn't like the girl. But there was no reason why she shouldn't. Sure she was a little... touchy. But who cares.
"Don't mind Chichi. She always like that. And of course we remember you. We just met last night." Bulma smiled. Inme frowned for a moment before returning the smile.
"Hey!" Roshi yelled. He ran up to them from afar before smiling. "I heard that you four passed."
"Yea we did!" Goku exclaimed. "All four of us! Isn't that so amazing?!"
"I am going to win this!" Bulma suddenly stated. They all glanced at her. Did she said she was going to win?
"Yeah right, Bulma. Stop dreaming okay." Chichi smirked and pushed her hair out of her eyes.
"Chichi..." Her voice held a warning tone and Goku knew this would lead to one of their cat fights. Luckily, Roshi broke it up before it even began.
"Now remember what I told you and do your best."
"Okay! We will!"
At that very moment a voice came over the P.A. system. It stated that the Tournament would begin soon, and that the 9 finalists should make their way to the main arena. The four of them jumped in shock.
"Time to go!" Yamcha reminded them. "Bye Inme." She smiled and waved.
"I'll be looking from the stands!!!" she cheered. "Let's go guys." She turned to leave but then realized someone was missing. ::Where did that old man go?::
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The contestants had gathered in the main building next to the fighting stage. Goku, Krillin, and Yamcha were all standing together, while Bulma and Chichi exchanged their own words in another corner. Off to the side was a large Pterodactyl-like moster. Krillen noticed a tall man in a turban meditating, reminding him of Bulma. That what she spent most of her time doing during the past few months. And a old man with gray hair was leaning against the wall.
Suddenly Goku's face scrunched up and a rumble was heard. Everyone covered their noses as a huge, hideous fighter walked by. After they could breathe again, Yamcha explained who he was. He told them that he was very strong, but his true power laid in the fact that he hasn't bathed since he was born. He smelled so bad that all opponents have to cover their noses during the fight leaving themselves unguarded.
"That's disgusting!" Bulma shouted.
"And we could smell him from the other side of the room!" Chichi added.
"Well it's worse for me cause I can smell like a dog." Goku pointed. Chichi patted him on the back.
"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll make it."
Just at that moment a blond man called for their attention. They all gathered up in a small crowd, but the smelly one popped up from behind the group, making them all have to cover their noses.
"Excuse me sir, but could you stand father away?" gasped out the announcer. He did as he was told much to every ones relief. "You people will draw numbers to find out who will fight who and in what order."
"Okay, first contestant: Bulma."
She blushed and walked to the stand and drew number 1. He smiled at her as she showed him the number and then wrote it down.
"Contestant Giran."
The Pterodactyl walked up and drew the number 8 which was in match 4. He then called for Bacterian, the smelly guy. He stepped forward and drew the number 3. The announcer wrote it down with his nose covered. He then called for Yamcha who drew the number 4. Chichi was next and she drew the number 6. After that Krillen went up and drew. Goku also went and drew the number seven.
"Contestant Jackie Chun." A old gray man walked up and pulled his number.
"Okay now that we have all of the contestants, lets get this stuff down..." Every one watched as he wrote down the names.
"I get to fight Yamcha!" Bulma laughed and waved at him. He rose an eyebrow before smirking.
"And I get to fight... that smelly guy." Chichi sniffed before breaking into tears. "EWW!!!" She screamed and the few other fighters gave her sympathetic looks, while Bacterian stood by and smirked. Bulma frowned but didn't say much.
"Don't worry. Just hold your breath and attack him quickly!" Goku laughed. She glared, instantly shutting him up.
"I have to fight Jackie Chun." Krillen spoke. "Who the hell is that?"
"Oh that's that old guy!" Goku shouted. "I saw him earlier!"
"Old guy?" Krillen mumbled. "This is should be simple then."
The announcer continued.
"It is a simple elimination tournament. No time limit on the matches. If you fall off or say "I give up" you lose. There is also no weapons, poking in the eyes, or hitting "vulnerable spots"."
"What do you mean by that?" Goku asked. Chichi paid him no attention as she continued to whine.
"Ugh. I mean don't hit any on in the balls."
"But I don't have any balls." Bulma grinned as every one paying attention fell over.
"Well the match will start in a few minutes. You may walk around till than."
"Can I eat?" Goku, of course.
"Are you sure you want to eat before fighting?" questioned the man.
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"Have it your way. The kitchen is right through the halls. You can get food there. Bye," he said before walking off. Bulma watched as Goku tapped Chichi on the shoulder.
"What do you want!" She hissed.
"Uh, I was just wondering if you wanted to eat something with me," Goku inquired sweetly. Chichi glared.
"You don't understand dear," she hissed. "I have to fight that smelly thing, and right now the idea of food makes me want to puke!" she shouted, her fists were balling at her sides as she glared at him.
"Um, okay I'll be back in a little bit then. Er... bye," he said as he ran off. He didn't want to face her wrath because he could tell she was mad.
"Well Chichi that not a very good start if you want to marry him when your older." Bulma giggle at her comment and Chichi only glowered at her. "It's not his fault that you have to fight that 'thing'," she spoke in a laughing matter, which only proved to piss Chichi off more. Her friend was asking for it. "I'm not pissing you off am I?" Bulma questioned sweetly.
The little girl growled warningly. "Bulma..."
"Oh come off of it. I know you'll win any way. Stop being a worry hog. Even though I would be worrying to." Bulma looked to the ceiling and thought of fighting that smelly thing. ::Aww. Poor Chichi...::
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The announcer stepped out onto the Stage.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you for your patience! We will now begin the 21st World Championship Martial Arts Tournament!" The crowd's cheers grew louder. "I will now announce the contestants participating in the first round! Match number 1: Bulma Briefs Vs Yamcha!! Match number 2: Jackie Chun Vs Krillen!! Match 3: Chichi Vs Bacterian!!" He took a breath. "Round 2 will be announced once this round is over with!"
"Now lets get started!" he exclaimed. His voice was followed by enthusiastic cheers.
"First contestants! Get up on the stage!"
"Go Bulma," Chichi growled, pushing the girl. "Don't be a scaredy cat! Think of it this way, at least you're not fighting that smelly freak! NOW GO!" Bulma still fought against her pushes as Yamcha walked onto the stage.
"I am not being a scaredy cat! I just need to let out a few breaths before I go up there!" Bulma defended.
"SHUT UP AND GO!" Chichi screamed before giving the girl one solid push that itself caused her to stumble on stage. She could hear a few of the cheers stop as some audience members laughed at the fact that she was, well, a mere little girl. Bulma rose an eyebrow and put on her best "I'm tough" look. She was now determined to show them what she could do.
He finished telling the rules before growing silent. Bulma glanced at Yamcha before smiling.
"So I guess we get to fight, huh?" she questioned. He gave her a strange look but stayed in his fighting position. She frowned and placed her hands on her hips before winking. And that completely put him off guard. He blushed and blinked many times and Bulma took that as her chance. She let out a laugh before charging at him. He dodged her right hook and easily grabbed a hold of her leg, sending her flying across the ring. Just as it seemed she was going to fall out, she did a dainty little flip and landed at the edge. Bulma gasped and turned to Yamcha.
She glared at her opponent and frowned. He was stronger than she thought. ::I should just throw him out of the ring before I get hurt too bad. I don't need to bring down my guard by trying to take his ki."
They stood watching each other for over a minute, each waiting for the other to attack. Just at that moment, Bulma stuck her tongue out at him. He blinked in surprise before she jumped into the air and placed her hands together, slamming them down on the back of his neck.
As he fell to the ground, everyone grew silent, watching with wide eyes.
"Count DOWN, WILL YA?!" Bulma screamed, breathing heavily. That in fact wasn't easy. It was actually harder than she thought.
"R-right! 10, 9, 8, 7... No wait! It appears that Yamcha has stood up."
Bulma paled. Stood up! But... maybe she didn't smash him hard enough. That should have knocked him out! Sure enough when she turned around she was shocked to find that the boy had stood. ::Kami don't tell me I'm going to have to resort to using my powers! I really thought I had trained harder than that!::
"Okay Bulma. That was a nice hit and I'll admit that it really knocked the crap outta me but you need a little bit more work." Yamcha stated. He smirked seeing that strength wasn't her strong point. She growled.
Then her eyes widened. Her brains. She had forgotten to use strategy! She knew strength wasn't everything.
"Time for my final attack!" Yamcha announced. Bulma glared at him.
"Wolf..."
She frantically looked behind her and her eyes fell upon the solid wall. Now if he were to do the Wolf Fang Fist, he would charge at her head first. Meaning...
"FANG FIST!" he finished. A large aqua ki formed around him and he did just as she predicted, charging at her head first. Just as he was close to her body, and just as she could feel the heat of his attack, she jumped over his head. Yamcha's eyes widened when he saw the wall the he was about to connect with, but luckily Bulma decided to be a little kinder. She grabbed a hold of his leg before he even hit. She held on him for a moment as he lay stunned before turning in a circle and tossing him right out of the ring.
Every one stood silent before the announcer spoke those sweet words.
"The winner is BULMA!" He screamed.
Soon after she could hear cheers. "Wow, I did it," she muttered "and I got a little extra ki in the meantime."
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YEA! That chapter is over with! HAHAHA! I bet you thought Bulma would beat Yamcha with on hit, right!? Hehehe. Nope. But she did beat him. Oh, and if your are wondering how she took some of his ki. Well she held onto his leg for a little bit. :P Now the next chapter will be out soon and might I add...
IT IS GOING TO BE GOOD!
Ps: Sorry about the length but don't worry. They will get back to there normal 8 to 10 pages soon. LOL
Baby Buruma*~