TITLE: Her Light Shines Through
AUTHOR: Echo the Nymph
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the show.
Chapter 5
Videl soared up into the air, then happily grinned down to her sensei. The green grass that surrounded him made the area seem completely at peace and alive. "Look, Gohan! I'm higher than the trees!"
"Yes, you are. Now, let's see how agile you are in the air. Try to catch us!" Gohan took to the skies, joining Anemone. They took off at a moderate pace, so that the trainees wouldn't feel that they were being manipulated. Both of them ended up getting caught and restrained in the air. "Time to land."
The group landed from flight, easily settling into the meadow. "What a rush! I never thought that flying would be so much fun!" Videl lay back in the grass, looking up at the clouds. "Man, my otousan would have a fit if he knew you had taught me. Keep this secret, please."
Anemone decided to voice what was on her friend's mind. "Would you be terribly upset if your otousan, by some chance, lost his match?"
"Not in the least. It's about time that someone took the wind out of his sails. Maybe then those idiotic women that hang on him will leave. It's disgusting." She rose to her feet, then nearly got out her plane. "Now that I can fly, I don't need this thing. See you at the tournament!" Videl lifted off into the sky, vanishing into the distance. As soon as she was gone, they got back to their real training.
~*~
Anemone watched silently as Krillin boarded the plane. Then, Bulma changed their trajectory to the tournament ring. "Woman, can't this thing go any faster? I've ridden galactic slugs faster than this." Vegeta grumbled. A hand smacked the back of his head with sufficient force to push his head forward.
"You had better stop that. If you keep that up, you'll blow any cover we may have. I know your temper."
"Speaking of cover, we might want to agree not to become super saiya-jin during the tournament." Gohan commented.
Vegeta turned his full attention to the younger warrior. "And just why would we want to do that?" Bulma heard his question and quickly provided the answer.
"There's a chance that some of the people might recognize you from the broadcast of the Cell Games. If you transform, the reporters would get your name and address from the entry forms, and then my front yard will be over run with reporters." He drew in a breath, about to say something. "And don't you even say that you'll blow them up."
"Agreed." Vegeta grumbled.
"Then it's settled." Gohan declared.
Krillin drew a sigh of relief. "Well, then. I guess the rest of us will have a chance." Gyu Mao burst out laughing.
"I forgot what a riot you guys were." He continued chuckling, even as the island loomed into view. The plane landed, and was recapsulized so that they wouldn't have to leave it.
"Piccolo! Have you seen my father?"
"He isn't here yet, Gohan. But don't worry. He's coming." There was a sound much like a wind blowing, causing the group to turn.
"Hey, guys, are you just going to stand there staring at me all day?" Goku inquired. His friends surrounded him, and there was a bit of a group hug going on.
"Goku, I missed you." Chichi declared.
"I missed you too."
Goten flinched behind his mother's leg. "Hey, Chichi, it looks like a little me is hiding behind your leg."
"Goten, come on out." He came out from behind her, looking up at his father. Anemone smiled happily at the reaction he had to meeting his father for the first time.
"We'd better get going. All of you are registered, right?"
"Right." They chorused.
"Hey, Anemone, break a leg!" Oolong cried. She burst out laughing.
"No Oolong. I think that's your department!" The shape-shifting pig blushed radiently; just as she had intended. More laughter escsaped her as she joined the others. Such a care-free sound coming from her made the others, sans Vegeta, join her.
Now Gyu Mao looked shocked. "What did she mean by that?"
Bulma suppressed the laughter that too readily came at that memory. "Oh, she was just referring to a stupid stunt that he pulled. Two years ago, he went into the gym area while she was training. Anemone couldn't or wouldn't stop her kick in time, and it nailed him. The force of the blow broke his leg."
~
Anemone stayed near Gohan and Videl, sensing that someone was trying to capture her friend's true identity. One of the enticed children had already pulled off his sunglasses. If she hadn't been in the way, that baka would have gotten the picture. Piccolo's eyes flashed slightly, causing the cameras to break. That guy is so jealous. And she's just egging him on.
"We'd better get into line for the preliminary rounds. If not, then we won't have a good place." She started walking after Goku, easily staying in stride with him. He gently tapped the bag on the machine, drawing forth a number in the two hundreds.
Anemone stepped up to the machine. "You might want to pay attention. I don't think they pay you to stare." Her words pulled him back to reality. He nodded, indicating that she could punch now. Her tap drew forth a number that really shocked him.
"What? A 210!" He took his glasses off, cleaned them and looked again. The number hadn't changed. After she finished, Piccolo drew forth the same number, with minimal effort. Vegeta then came up and punched the thing to pieces with one strike.
"So much for taking it easy." Gohan muttered.
"Well, we should go. They are going to start the Junior division soon. We'll be on the balcony." Goku walked off with the others in tow. The announcer let them know that a video based on Mr. Satan's account of the Cell Games would be aired. His version of what had happened after the cameras were destroyed.
After the video had ended, they stared in shock. "That was sickening. How could they believe all those lies that ZTV had been feeding them?
~*~
Gohan and Videl came up to them, just as the final juvenile match got underway. Her eyes opened wide in shock when she noticed how fast Goten and Trunks were going. "How could they be so fast?"
"It develops over time. Don't worry about it." Anemone kept watching the fight, barely moving her head as they continued. Then, one of Trunks' blows caused his friend to land out of the ring. Mr. Satan came out for the exhibition match, and seemed to be letting the boy to have a free punch. That punch was taken, and he landed outside the ring.
"You've got to be kidding me." Videl muttered.
"That was no fluke. Trunks held back as much as he could, but apparently, that was too much for him." Gohan divulged. Then, they left to draw numbers for their part of the tournament.
AUTHOR: Echo the Nymph
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the show.
Chapter 5
Videl soared up into the air, then happily grinned down to her sensei. The green grass that surrounded him made the area seem completely at peace and alive. "Look, Gohan! I'm higher than the trees!"
"Yes, you are. Now, let's see how agile you are in the air. Try to catch us!" Gohan took to the skies, joining Anemone. They took off at a moderate pace, so that the trainees wouldn't feel that they were being manipulated. Both of them ended up getting caught and restrained in the air. "Time to land."
The group landed from flight, easily settling into the meadow. "What a rush! I never thought that flying would be so much fun!" Videl lay back in the grass, looking up at the clouds. "Man, my otousan would have a fit if he knew you had taught me. Keep this secret, please."
Anemone decided to voice what was on her friend's mind. "Would you be terribly upset if your otousan, by some chance, lost his match?"
"Not in the least. It's about time that someone took the wind out of his sails. Maybe then those idiotic women that hang on him will leave. It's disgusting." She rose to her feet, then nearly got out her plane. "Now that I can fly, I don't need this thing. See you at the tournament!" Videl lifted off into the sky, vanishing into the distance. As soon as she was gone, they got back to their real training.
~*~
Anemone watched silently as Krillin boarded the plane. Then, Bulma changed their trajectory to the tournament ring. "Woman, can't this thing go any faster? I've ridden galactic slugs faster than this." Vegeta grumbled. A hand smacked the back of his head with sufficient force to push his head forward.
"You had better stop that. If you keep that up, you'll blow any cover we may have. I know your temper."
"Speaking of cover, we might want to agree not to become super saiya-jin during the tournament." Gohan commented.
Vegeta turned his full attention to the younger warrior. "And just why would we want to do that?" Bulma heard his question and quickly provided the answer.
"There's a chance that some of the people might recognize you from the broadcast of the Cell Games. If you transform, the reporters would get your name and address from the entry forms, and then my front yard will be over run with reporters." He drew in a breath, about to say something. "And don't you even say that you'll blow them up."
"Agreed." Vegeta grumbled.
"Then it's settled." Gohan declared.
Krillin drew a sigh of relief. "Well, then. I guess the rest of us will have a chance." Gyu Mao burst out laughing.
"I forgot what a riot you guys were." He continued chuckling, even as the island loomed into view. The plane landed, and was recapsulized so that they wouldn't have to leave it.
"Piccolo! Have you seen my father?"
"He isn't here yet, Gohan. But don't worry. He's coming." There was a sound much like a wind blowing, causing the group to turn.
"Hey, guys, are you just going to stand there staring at me all day?" Goku inquired. His friends surrounded him, and there was a bit of a group hug going on.
"Goku, I missed you." Chichi declared.
"I missed you too."
Goten flinched behind his mother's leg. "Hey, Chichi, it looks like a little me is hiding behind your leg."
"Goten, come on out." He came out from behind her, looking up at his father. Anemone smiled happily at the reaction he had to meeting his father for the first time.
"We'd better get going. All of you are registered, right?"
"Right." They chorused.
"Hey, Anemone, break a leg!" Oolong cried. She burst out laughing.
"No Oolong. I think that's your department!" The shape-shifting pig blushed radiently; just as she had intended. More laughter escsaped her as she joined the others. Such a care-free sound coming from her made the others, sans Vegeta, join her.
Now Gyu Mao looked shocked. "What did she mean by that?"
Bulma suppressed the laughter that too readily came at that memory. "Oh, she was just referring to a stupid stunt that he pulled. Two years ago, he went into the gym area while she was training. Anemone couldn't or wouldn't stop her kick in time, and it nailed him. The force of the blow broke his leg."
~
Anemone stayed near Gohan and Videl, sensing that someone was trying to capture her friend's true identity. One of the enticed children had already pulled off his sunglasses. If she hadn't been in the way, that baka would have gotten the picture. Piccolo's eyes flashed slightly, causing the cameras to break. That guy is so jealous. And she's just egging him on.
"We'd better get into line for the preliminary rounds. If not, then we won't have a good place." She started walking after Goku, easily staying in stride with him. He gently tapped the bag on the machine, drawing forth a number in the two hundreds.
Anemone stepped up to the machine. "You might want to pay attention. I don't think they pay you to stare." Her words pulled him back to reality. He nodded, indicating that she could punch now. Her tap drew forth a number that really shocked him.
"What? A 210!" He took his glasses off, cleaned them and looked again. The number hadn't changed. After she finished, Piccolo drew forth the same number, with minimal effort. Vegeta then came up and punched the thing to pieces with one strike.
"So much for taking it easy." Gohan muttered.
"Well, we should go. They are going to start the Junior division soon. We'll be on the balcony." Goku walked off with the others in tow. The announcer let them know that a video based on Mr. Satan's account of the Cell Games would be aired. His version of what had happened after the cameras were destroyed.
After the video had ended, they stared in shock. "That was sickening. How could they believe all those lies that ZTV had been feeding them?
~*~
Gohan and Videl came up to them, just as the final juvenile match got underway. Her eyes opened wide in shock when she noticed how fast Goten and Trunks were going. "How could they be so fast?"
"It develops over time. Don't worry about it." Anemone kept watching the fight, barely moving her head as they continued. Then, one of Trunks' blows caused his friend to land out of the ring. Mr. Satan came out for the exhibition match, and seemed to be letting the boy to have a free punch. That punch was taken, and he landed outside the ring.
"You've got to be kidding me." Videl muttered.
"That was no fluke. Trunks held back as much as he could, but apparently, that was too much for him." Gohan divulged. Then, they left to draw numbers for their part of the tournament.