A/n: o.O very hard chapter to write, dunno why. I just couldn't get it down. Anyway here's the final result!
The Drawling of Lots
"Name please?"
"Go…" Gohan almost slipped up when the monk asked his name. Goku was staring at him, waiting for him to finish. Gohan would have smacked himself if nobody were watching.
"Go?" The monk tried to coax the answer out of the boy.
"Go..ten. Goten!" A sigh of relieve escaped his lips as he covered up his mistake.
"Okay Mr. Goten. The preliminary matches will be in an hour. If you would please go to the waiting area." Gohan gave a curt nod and walked off with Goku in tow.
When they entered they were met by a table of food, the chefs had been ready this time. They remembered the last tournament and Goku appetite, which was probably the only thing that could match his strength. Both Gohan and Goku rushed to the table and began devouring the food. It was gone in 2 minutes flat.
"Jeez you two eat a lot." Krillin was always one to point out the obvious.
"Krillin! When'd you get here!" Goku jumped up to great his friend.
"We came in right after you." Yamacha said as he walked up behind Krillin. Right behind him was the mysterious Jackie Chun.
"Is it really wise for you two to eat that much before fighting?" Chun asked.
"Uh…. Yup!" Goku laughed as he did the infamous Son Grin. Jackie Chun turned to leave.
"I hope to see you in the tournament."
***(a/n: just for the sake of my poor hands and the fact I don't know the tournament that well so I'm going to skip the preliminaries. Sorry!)***
"And we are finished folks! The 8 finalists are Jackie Chun!" The announcer paused to ad suspense. "Tien!" once again the announcer did the same thing. He continued this for each one. "Krillin! Wolfman! Goten! Chastou (sp?)! Yamcha! And finally… Goku!" The crowd cheered after he finished. He waited for them to die down before he continued.
"We will now have to ask you all to please leave the stadium until tomorrow, where we will draw spots and the tournament will resume. I thank you all for coming and have a great night!"
"Tomorrow!?" Goku whined, "But I thought we were going to fight today!" Gohan chuckled at his young father's childish actions.
"Rest is quite important to fighters too, Goku," Master Roshi said, suddenly appearing.
"Okay I guess, but I still want to fight!"
Master Roshi gave a small laugh, "How about I just take you out for dinner tonight?"
"Dinner?!" Goku's mind was instantly off the tournament and onto food.
"You're welcome to come too, if you'd like, Goten." Master Roshi put an emphasis on his name, like he knew it wasn't real. Master Roshi wanted him to come, he wanted answer and what better way to get them then to bribe him with food!
"No thank you," Gohan never thought he would see the day he would pass up food. "I have… places I need to be tonight. I'll see you guys at the tournament tomorrow!" Gohan took off in the other direction with a wave back to the gang.
"Drat…" Roshi muttered under his breath.
"So when's dinner?"
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Sweat was running down his forehead like a stream went over a waterfall. It mixed with blood from cuts on his face and made its way into his mouth, where it sat on his tongue. Gohan gave a small gag and spit out the blood sweat mixture.
"Whoa…" Gohan sighed as he used his right forearm to wipe the sweat from the top of his nose. "That was one tough spar. I never thought I could beat myself up that bad." He gave a short laugh. "I'm blaming Piccolo for teaching me that splitting thing!" Gohan suddenly realized his words. He couldn't blame Piccolo, because there was no Piccolo. Piccolo had died, along with the rest of them. As a matter of fact Piccolo had been one of the first to die. A tear mixed in with the sweat and blood.
"I'm sorry guys." He whispered in an inaudible tone. Gohan leapt into a tree in which he had made a bed of leaves. That year with Piccolo hadn't just taught him fighting skills. Gohan wouldn't have a peaceful night of sleep though, he would be plagued with nightmares until Helios would start his trip across the sky again.
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Gohan entered the fighter's area with bloodshot eyes. He reckoned he had to get at max 2 hours of sleep last night.
"I've had less though," he grumbled. "Well I know what will help though, a big breakfast." It was no surprise to him when he saw Goku already there, hidden by a mountain of food, eating to his hearts delight. Gohan sat next to him and was about to eat when the announcer walked in.
"Ah Mr. Goten, you've arrived. You are the final fighter and we can start drawing spots now!" Gohan let out a low snarl. "Or if you would like to eat first…" The announcer turned and ran as Gohan gave himself a small smile and started at the food before Goku ate it all.
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"Now that we are all here… and properly fed," The announcer gave a quick glance in Gohan's direction, " We can started drawing spots! First up will be… Yamcha!"
"He's mine." Tien said in a low voice to Chastou. Gohan didn't really mind how they cheated, as long as it didn't effect him. If all else failed he could stop Chastou with a simple ki shield.
"And Yamcha draws number 1! What a way to start things off!" The announcer seemed very enthusiastic. "Next up… Mr. Goten!" Gohan walked up to the box, and felt a small tug of mental power over it. With a quick shield he blocked it out. Gohan knew the shield wouldn't hold up for long but he didn't really care. He wasn't trying to hurt Chastou or anything. Gohan reached in and pulled out a ball. He glanced at the number then tossed it to the announcer.
"Number 8! Well now we've got first and last, lets get some in the middle! Wolfman, you're next!"
Tien glared down at Chastou. "8?! I told you to put him 3 or 4!"
"I'm sorry Tien! He stopped me somehow! I'll just make myself 7 and I'll fix him up though." Chastou tried a weak smile.
"It's okay Chastou, not like he's a threat anyway."
Wolfman walked up to the box and pulled out ball #3.
"Okay Wolfman is 3, next up, Mr. Chun!" Jackie walked up to the box and pulled out ball #4.
"And we have our first match! Krillin, you're next!" Krillin walked forward nervously, he reached in the box and pulled out #6.
"Few, I didn't wanna have to go against that Goten character in the first round." Krillin handed the ball to the announcer and made his way back as Chastou drew his number.
"And Chastou is #7! Now we have two matches up! Tien, you're next!" Tien walked forward and quickly reached into the box of balls. He grabbed one right away and threw it to the announcer without even bothering looking at it.
"And Tien is #2! That means you're number 5 Goku!"
"But how do you know that? What are you a physic like Baba? But you don't have a ball!" Goku ran forward to the box and reached in.
"That moron," Tien mumbled to Chastou.
"What's wrong with wanting to draw your own number?" Chastou asked.
"Hey you were right! I'm number 5!" Goku gave a laugh and the Son Grin.
"Uh… yeah," The announcer walked out of the squared in area to the main fighting arena in front of all the fans.
"And here we go folks! To start things off we're going to have
Match 1. Yamcha vs. Tien!
Match 2. Wolfman vs. Jackie Chun!
Match 3. Goku vs. Krillin!
Match 4. Chastou vs. Goten!
We will be starting the fighting here shortly." The announcer turned and walked back into the fighter's area. "Okay you guys have 30 minutes 'til the first fight, 5 minutes in between each one, and 10 minutes after each round. Have fun and try not to get hurt too bad!" The announcer walked down a hall and into some room.
"Try not to get hurt too bad? I'm fighting Goku how can I do that!" Krillin definitely wasn't looking forward to his first match.
***END!***
a/n: Not very good, no not at all. No action, but I promise it'll be better later on! Also I changed a few things, like instead of paper there were balls, nothing major though. Hope you all enjoyed it! Any constructive criticism or praise is eagerly welcome! Please Review!
~AFI-Boy~
