Chapter 9
"Oh that didn't tickle..." Trunks rubbed the back of his head. "That was some fight..." Rhyn giggled. "And you find it funny?" he questioned with a raised eyebrow. "I'm sorry...but she kicked your ass!" Rhyn broke out in a full laugh. "Well then I'm glad you're amused!" Trunks rolled his eyes but let his smile show.
"Impressive show you put on..." Vegeta mumbled by her side. "Now is that so?" she took another sip of her drink, not taking his words seriously. "Ha...I've seen stronger...but you did...all right..." he shrugged as Kit let a single cold laugh escape. "Well I'll fight you next...and then you can test my true limits..." Kit smirked and walked away to get some fresh air. "We'll see...we'll see..." Vegeta muttered as he cracked his knuckles. "Next up is Goten and Vegeta...you two head out...you've already been introduced." the man informed the warriors as they stepped forward and made their way into the ring. "Don't worry kid...I'll make it quick...save you most of the embarrassment..." Vegeta snickered. "If you really want to believe that go right ahead Vegeta...go right ahead..." Goten took up his stance. The sign was given and the fight had begun. "I hope he likes this one!" Goten stated to himself as he powered up and his fist glowed with it's own light. What's he going to do now? Vegeta shook his head and waited for Goten to make his move. Slowly Goten headed for Vegeta, his hand clenched and shining. "Here ya go Vegeta!" he yelled swinging for his head. Vegeta anticipated his attack and dodged it, watching the hand pass his hair by mere millimeters. "That was close...better watch out..." Goten flaunted, but Vegeta only smirked at his childish games. "You fool!" Vegeta powered to Super Saiyan followed by Goten. The two golden-haired fighters stared each other down as they tried to figure out what the other was thinking. "Come on Vegeta...what's are ya...scared?" Goten teased. "You really are naive..."he chuckled and turned around and started to walk to the corner of the ring. Goten's face grew red with furry. "You can't just pass me off Vegeta!" he yelled as he jumped up and raced at him from behind. Vegeta released one of his laughs and ducked just in time for Goten to fly right over him. With a swift kick to the back Goten crashed into the ground unconscious. "This was a waste of my time..." Vegeta huffed as he casually jumped off the side and walked away.
"It's Goku and 18's fight now..." Piccolo informed Kit as she strolled up to him. "I take it you're putting your money on Goku..." "There's no competition...he's by far stronger than her..." he quickly glanced at her. "Well then your fight against Gohan is coming up pretty quickly." they continued to make small talk. "So did you talk with Vegeta?" he asked awkwardly. "Yeah...yeah I did...I just told him how I got here...I mean I kinda understand how he must feel...but he's changed soo much since the last time...you know...when we were a family..." Kit looked up to Piccolo to see if he understood and got caught in his mysterious eyes. "So everything's ok then?" he swallowed nervously, never breaking the stare. "Uh huh.everything's fine..." she stood still and let the silence flow over them until she shook her head shattering the 'spell'. "We can't do this...it's wrong..." Kit took a deep breath and went to brush her hair out of her face, when Piccolo's fingers gently touched the side of her cheek and did it for her. "I'm...I'm sorry..." he stuttered and backed away. "You better go now...it sounds like it's near the end of the match..." she stared at the ground until she saw his feet leave the room.
"Looks like I'm just in time to have another talk with you!" Videl entered the room to find Kit on the bench with her head cradled in her hands. "Have a ball..." Kit muttered, not shifting. "I don't get it Kit...why don't you just do what you want to with Piccolo...tell him how you feel..." Videl sat down next to her. "I don't feel anything special for him Videl...stop pretending that I do...he's my teacher right now...and if he meant anything more to me it would only be a mutual friendly feeling...no romance involved!" Kit lifted her head and rolled her eyes. "If you'd like to think that I guess I'll let you...for now..." Videl giggled. "You're a mystery to me Videl..." Kit laughed at her. "See...you laughed...so it's not all a failure.since I can't get you to admit that you like Piccolo at least I can make you laugh!" she chimed. "I do like Piccolo...just not how you want me to...and screw a mystery...you're just plain annoying..." Kit mocked. "Whatever...now come on! I'm here wasting my time talking to you when my husband is fighting your secret crush...do you think we can try to catch the end of it at least?" Videl pleaded. "With that attitude I don't think I want to..." Kit stuck up her nose. "Oh be quiet..." Videl pulled Kit to her feet and dragged her into the other room to catch the end of the fight.
"I'm sorry to do this Piccolo..." Gohan shouted over the crowd as he suddenly appeared behind Piccolo and jabbed his knee into his back and kicked him into the air. Gohan put his hands together to deliver the final blow and brought them down onto him knocking Piccolo off the edge. "Uh...why do I still do this..." Piccolo complained as he lay on his back staring up at the sky in pain. "You know you enjoy the challenge Piccolo...but you should have known that you would never beat me..." Gohan laughed and lent his hand to Piccolo, who grabbed it and got to his feet. "Go on...go make sure he's ok..." Videl bit her lips to stop herself from laughing. "You're so aggravating!" Kit cracked her knuckles, in a sense preparing for her next match. "Yeah...I am, aren't I?" Videl smiled. "Yes...you really are..." Kit replied not really paying attention. "What's wrong with you now?" Videl inquired. "Nothing...I'm...I'm fine..." Kit took in all the air that she could in one breath. "She's nervous...she always did that when she was tense..." Vegeta spoke to Videl as he leaned against the wall, sporting his usual bored expression. "Nervous? I am not nervous..." she defended. "Yes you are...you used to always rock back and forth and crack your knuckles when you were uneasy and you're doing it now..." he shrugged as she stopped herself from rocking. "Why would you be nervous?" Videl turned back to Kit. "I'm not! I have no reason to be! I'm going to win this stupid fight!" Kit shouted. "Oh...you're nervous because of the fight...and you don't have to scream..." Videl worked everything out. "First of all, I wasn't screaming and second...I'm not nervous!" she grabbed the hair band around her wrist and put her hair into a tight ponytail. "Ok...Kit and Vegeta...head out there now..." the announcer nodded to the two. "Right...ok..." Kit nodded back and headed out in front of the crowd. "Ok...I'll win this...I can't look like a fool in front of my father..." Kit talked to herself, not paying attention to where she was walking. This, of course, led to her tripping on the steps and barely catching herself before she hit her head against the ground. She looked up to see the crowd erupting with laughter and her cheeks tinted red. "Here..." Vegeta gave her his hand. "No.I'm fine..." she swatted it away and got to her feet, making it the rest of the way up, and taking on a fighting stance. "Ok...fight!" the announcer yelled. "Are you going to be all right Kitandra...you look more pale than usual..." Vegeta put down his guard and walked toward her. "I'm fine! Stop acting like I'm still a baby!" she screamed and charged at him as he blocked her fists with ease. "Fight back!" Kit demanded as he continued to shield against her flying fists. "I can't fight you." he stated. "Why not! Why now?" she became irritated. "You're my baby girl...I can't harm you..." he stopped blocking and her fist made contact with his face. "I know you wanted to...but I can't..." Vegeta spoke softly so that no one else could hear.
"I don't get it! What's he doing?" Goku stared on in confusion. "He's giving the match up for her...he's letting her win..." Piccolo answered him. "What? Why?" Trunks asked baffled. "Because...a father's love to a daughter is different than his love for a son...he can't hurt her..." Piccolo looked on with just as much amazement as the others. "I can't say that I've ever seen Vegeta act like that...it's...it's different..." Videl's mouth dropped. "Yes, well then there's a lot you have yet to see from Vegeta...he acts very protective of Kitandra...she brings out something in him..." a voice joined in, startling all of them. "Oh Sierra...you're back..." Piccolo sighed. "Yes, I've come to see my daughter's fight against her father..." she responded.
"I don't get you papa..." Kit shook her head and stopped hitting him. "Why do you do this?" her voice shook. "I won't let anything happen to you again...I promise...." he dropped his head and took a step back. "Never again...now that I have another chance...it won't happen!" he declared and headed down the stairs. "Ladies and gentlemen! It seems we have another winner by default! Vegeta has stepped out of the ring so Kit is the winner!" the announcer beamed and the crowd cheered on queue. "No! You're not going to humiliate me in front of everyone! I came here to fight! And I expect you to fight me back!" Kit screamed after him, jumping down and grabbing his arm and turning him around to face her. "Now fight me!" a fire erupted in her eyes, causing him to give one of his knowing, half smiles. "I've told you...I'm done...you'll have a chance to prove yourself in your next match...I can't imagine that it will be easy..." he laughed coldly and headed back to the crowd with his head held high. Kit stood with the soft breeze caressing her flawless skin, her mind racing with questions, and still processing words that were spoken. "I just don't get him sometimes..." she muttered under her breath as she regained her composure. "The next fight is Goku verse Gohan!" the announcer informed the crowd as waves of screams encouraged the fighters. "Good luck Gohan...Kakarot..." Kit nodded her head walking past them. "Kit...you fight the winner of this match...be prepared...both are incredibly strong..." Piccolo stepped over to her. Kit closed her eyes and allowed a deep sigh to escape, and straightened out her body, giving herself an air of royalty. "I know Piccolo...and I think it's about time I show you, along with my father, my true powers...I'm not weak...I'm going to win...and I won't be distracted again..." Kit raised her head defiantly. She brought her gaze to meet his, and he knew that there wasn't a part of her that was unsure of the upcoming fight, he knew so much when he looked into her eyes, but there was still a lot that had yet to be discovered in the deep seas of blue. "Here Kit...I got you some water..." Videl smiled friendly at Kit, handing over the water. "Thank you Videl..." Kit slightly nodded her head and took a quick sip of the beverage. "Kitandra...can I have a word with you?" Vegeta summoned her to the corner of the room. "How may I help you?" she never dropped her superior attitude. "Don't act all high and almighty with me...you should know why I did this...plus Kakarot is strong...stronger than I am...so you will have more of a challenge...I know you are strong Kitandra...and I know you'll beat him...but don't show your strength so hastily...toy with him, do it for me...mock him...if you're going to fight, at least have fun..." Vegeta laughed heartily and unmockingly. "Why should I even do what you want?" Kit questioned. "Kitandra...what you father is trying to tell you is don't show the extent of your powers...leave something for the mind to ponder...and fear..." Sierra entered the conversation. "Mother!" Kit smiled and gave her mother a hug. "Are you going to stay?" Kit held her breath in anticipation. "Yes...I will stay to see the final match...which looks like should take place any second now..." she noted as Gohan was kicked out of the ring by Goku. Goku's hair returned to its charcoal black, and his smooth, yet hard, black eyes turned to meet Kit's. "I'll make you proud mother...and you too..." she quickly looked at her father and then to her mother again and started to smile, but then stopped, trying to regain her superiority. "Kit? It's time for the final match..." the announcer called to her. She gave a short nod to him and walked past him, her eyes keeping only one thing in focus. Her main object was standing in front of her and all the noise and existence outside of her goal disappeared. Her heart pounded within her chest, but there was no fear...fear was now a foreign feeling, she had more important things in life to do than be afraid...she needed to prove her worth, and she was going to do it with a teasing ease that would enrage all who witnessed. "I have to admit...I've been looking forward to this..." Kit released a short chuckle. "after all, I've heard so much about you...and now it's time for me to see for myself just how essential you really are to this pathetical planet..." Kit's words cut beneath Goku's skin, but he wouldn't let it show in his face. He stood strong against her and didn't say a word, just stared on with the same intensity as a response. "Fight!" the announcer shouted, but it was hardly heard by the two warriors who were captured within a battle that had already started. "I guess there would be no point in hiding my ability to go supper..." she suddenly relaxed her shoulders and gave a smile. "No.there would be no point...I know how strong you are...and I'll give you this much, at first I was surprised...but I'm not that impressed..." Goku spat. "For the sweet, goodhearted person they make you out to be; you sure have a side that doesn't agree with their views." Kit pointed out. "Well are we going to fight or not?" Goku change the subject and took up a fight stance. "Who's stopping you? You've had plenty of time to start the match..." Kit mocked as Goku studied her stance. "Fine then!" he shouted charging towards her. His fist flew towards her face and she stopped it. His other hand launched out, reinforced with his Super Saiyan strength behind it. Holding into his first fist she grabbed the other one with her free hand. "This can't be all..." she avoided his knee and let his arms free. His ki grew stronger and his energy forced her back a little, but she quickly met him back in the middle of the ring. Their hits were now matching each other's and Kit was slowly falling behind. I didn't want to do this...but it looks like father was right...Kakarot is strong... the two broke apart for a second, and when Goku threw his next kick she powered up and threw him back as gold engulfed her and her emerald eyes burned into his flesh. "Good...I was hoping for a challenge..." Goku played with her mind. "And trust me...you'll get one..." Kit spat before going back to the fighting. They rose into the air, every once and a while getting a hit in. "What's wrong? Tired already?" Goku inquired as Kit's feet hit the ring again. "No.just bored..." she shrugged as he raised one eyebrow. "You're no longer interesting...I was really hoping you would be stronger...you know...something to test myself against...but I can now see I wasn't exactly smart in hoping for that..." she crossed her arms over her chest and powered back down to her normal Saiya-jin state. "It's not over yet...I haven't even begun!" Goku defended. "You're such a horrible liar...I can feel you energy fluctuating...you're getting weaker and weaker...and you're simply becoming a bore..." she stretched her arms out and yawned. Goku didn't say anything, only stood there for a second, processing her words, and then he took another charge at her. "Oh please! It's over Kakarot!" Kit screamed holding her hand out and grabbing the air in front of her, but Goku stopped a few feet away from her, right when her fist clenched. His hands flew up to his throat as he fought to get the invisible grasp lose. An evil cloud boiled up in Kit's eyes as she could see his energy drip from his body and his arms slowly fell to his side. "You're really sad Kakarot...I'm almost embarrassed to admit that you are a Saiyan...you're a disgrace to the race..." Kit huffed and threw her arm to the side, causing Goku to fly out of the ring. Goku grasped his neck, finally being able to take in a deep breath. "I.I can't believe...she.she beat my dad..." Gohan's eyes bulged. "She really did it..." Vegeta muttered. "Of course she did Vegeta...she's your daughter, and mine...two of the strongest Saiyans in the entire history of our race...but now I must leave you all again...I'll be checking in less often now...so I expect you to look after her. I know you love her Vegeta...and I also know you think love as a weakness...but just think of this Vegeta...Love may be our biggest weakness...but it's also the source of our greatest strength...now goodbye Vegeta..." Sierra smiled at his bewildered face. "La.Ladies and Gentle men!" the announcer hollered although he didn't need to be that loud, considering the crowd was silent with wonder, and amazement. "This year's winner is Kit..." he finished as the silence continued for just a second more before the applause started up again. "Looks like my work here is done..." Kit shrugged and headed out past the other contestants who were too shocked to even move. "Wait.Kit..." Sierra placed a hand on her daughter's shoulder. "Yes?" she met her mother's eyes. "Good job...I'm proud...but you're not nearly ready yet..." she winked and then disappeared. "I know mom...I know..." she mumbled under her breath and headed to the locker rooms to get changed. She quickly got dressed, and hoping to stay clear from everyone else she headed out the back. "Oh! Excuse me! Excuse me miss...uh miss Kit!" a man called from behind her. "Yes?" Kit turned around. "Here...here's your money..." he sheepishly handed her the prize money. "Thank you..." she replied taking her rewards and heading back the way she was going. "Hey Kit...Kit! I never got to say good fight!" she stopped dead in her tracks, taking a deep breath and turning back around, getting impatient. "That's quite alright Goku..." Kit nodded. "No really...you're an amazing fighter! So strong...and I thought I knew your strength...but I was wrong!" he rambled on. "I just want to ask you one thing." he continued. "And what might that be?" Kit quizzed. "I just want to know if...if I can train you...help you develop some of your techniques..." he gave her a happy smile, that made Kit laugh. "I don't know Kakarot..." Kit shrugged. "I know why not..." Vegeta interrupted. "She won't train with you...because she will be busy with me... I know more of her potential than you do Kakarot..." Vegeta defended. "Do I have any say in this?" Kit raised an eyebrow as the two focused on her again. "And if you truly want to know...I will refrain from training with either one of you...I still have much more to learn from Piccolo..." Kit watched their faces, as Goku just laughed, and Vegeta's face filled with anger. "Why do you insist on being around that Namek!" Vegeta spat. "Because he helped me when I was injured...and you owe him for just giving me shelter when I had no where else to go!" Kit rolled her eyes and turned back around. "And if you don't mind...I'm going to leave now..." she jumped off the ground and flew into the sky, and headed back to the lookout.
"Oh that didn't tickle..." Trunks rubbed the back of his head. "That was some fight..." Rhyn giggled. "And you find it funny?" he questioned with a raised eyebrow. "I'm sorry...but she kicked your ass!" Rhyn broke out in a full laugh. "Well then I'm glad you're amused!" Trunks rolled his eyes but let his smile show.
"Impressive show you put on..." Vegeta mumbled by her side. "Now is that so?" she took another sip of her drink, not taking his words seriously. "Ha...I've seen stronger...but you did...all right..." he shrugged as Kit let a single cold laugh escape. "Well I'll fight you next...and then you can test my true limits..." Kit smirked and walked away to get some fresh air. "We'll see...we'll see..." Vegeta muttered as he cracked his knuckles. "Next up is Goten and Vegeta...you two head out...you've already been introduced." the man informed the warriors as they stepped forward and made their way into the ring. "Don't worry kid...I'll make it quick...save you most of the embarrassment..." Vegeta snickered. "If you really want to believe that go right ahead Vegeta...go right ahead..." Goten took up his stance. The sign was given and the fight had begun. "I hope he likes this one!" Goten stated to himself as he powered up and his fist glowed with it's own light. What's he going to do now? Vegeta shook his head and waited for Goten to make his move. Slowly Goten headed for Vegeta, his hand clenched and shining. "Here ya go Vegeta!" he yelled swinging for his head. Vegeta anticipated his attack and dodged it, watching the hand pass his hair by mere millimeters. "That was close...better watch out..." Goten flaunted, but Vegeta only smirked at his childish games. "You fool!" Vegeta powered to Super Saiyan followed by Goten. The two golden-haired fighters stared each other down as they tried to figure out what the other was thinking. "Come on Vegeta...what's are ya...scared?" Goten teased. "You really are naive..."he chuckled and turned around and started to walk to the corner of the ring. Goten's face grew red with furry. "You can't just pass me off Vegeta!" he yelled as he jumped up and raced at him from behind. Vegeta released one of his laughs and ducked just in time for Goten to fly right over him. With a swift kick to the back Goten crashed into the ground unconscious. "This was a waste of my time..." Vegeta huffed as he casually jumped off the side and walked away.
"It's Goku and 18's fight now..." Piccolo informed Kit as she strolled up to him. "I take it you're putting your money on Goku..." "There's no competition...he's by far stronger than her..." he quickly glanced at her. "Well then your fight against Gohan is coming up pretty quickly." they continued to make small talk. "So did you talk with Vegeta?" he asked awkwardly. "Yeah...yeah I did...I just told him how I got here...I mean I kinda understand how he must feel...but he's changed soo much since the last time...you know...when we were a family..." Kit looked up to Piccolo to see if he understood and got caught in his mysterious eyes. "So everything's ok then?" he swallowed nervously, never breaking the stare. "Uh huh.everything's fine..." she stood still and let the silence flow over them until she shook her head shattering the 'spell'. "We can't do this...it's wrong..." Kit took a deep breath and went to brush her hair out of her face, when Piccolo's fingers gently touched the side of her cheek and did it for her. "I'm...I'm sorry..." he stuttered and backed away. "You better go now...it sounds like it's near the end of the match..." she stared at the ground until she saw his feet leave the room.
"Looks like I'm just in time to have another talk with you!" Videl entered the room to find Kit on the bench with her head cradled in her hands. "Have a ball..." Kit muttered, not shifting. "I don't get it Kit...why don't you just do what you want to with Piccolo...tell him how you feel..." Videl sat down next to her. "I don't feel anything special for him Videl...stop pretending that I do...he's my teacher right now...and if he meant anything more to me it would only be a mutual friendly feeling...no romance involved!" Kit lifted her head and rolled her eyes. "If you'd like to think that I guess I'll let you...for now..." Videl giggled. "You're a mystery to me Videl..." Kit laughed at her. "See...you laughed...so it's not all a failure.since I can't get you to admit that you like Piccolo at least I can make you laugh!" she chimed. "I do like Piccolo...just not how you want me to...and screw a mystery...you're just plain annoying..." Kit mocked. "Whatever...now come on! I'm here wasting my time talking to you when my husband is fighting your secret crush...do you think we can try to catch the end of it at least?" Videl pleaded. "With that attitude I don't think I want to..." Kit stuck up her nose. "Oh be quiet..." Videl pulled Kit to her feet and dragged her into the other room to catch the end of the fight.
"I'm sorry to do this Piccolo..." Gohan shouted over the crowd as he suddenly appeared behind Piccolo and jabbed his knee into his back and kicked him into the air. Gohan put his hands together to deliver the final blow and brought them down onto him knocking Piccolo off the edge. "Uh...why do I still do this..." Piccolo complained as he lay on his back staring up at the sky in pain. "You know you enjoy the challenge Piccolo...but you should have known that you would never beat me..." Gohan laughed and lent his hand to Piccolo, who grabbed it and got to his feet. "Go on...go make sure he's ok..." Videl bit her lips to stop herself from laughing. "You're so aggravating!" Kit cracked her knuckles, in a sense preparing for her next match. "Yeah...I am, aren't I?" Videl smiled. "Yes...you really are..." Kit replied not really paying attention. "What's wrong with you now?" Videl inquired. "Nothing...I'm...I'm fine..." Kit took in all the air that she could in one breath. "She's nervous...she always did that when she was tense..." Vegeta spoke to Videl as he leaned against the wall, sporting his usual bored expression. "Nervous? I am not nervous..." she defended. "Yes you are...you used to always rock back and forth and crack your knuckles when you were uneasy and you're doing it now..." he shrugged as she stopped herself from rocking. "Why would you be nervous?" Videl turned back to Kit. "I'm not! I have no reason to be! I'm going to win this stupid fight!" Kit shouted. "Oh...you're nervous because of the fight...and you don't have to scream..." Videl worked everything out. "First of all, I wasn't screaming and second...I'm not nervous!" she grabbed the hair band around her wrist and put her hair into a tight ponytail. "Ok...Kit and Vegeta...head out there now..." the announcer nodded to the two. "Right...ok..." Kit nodded back and headed out in front of the crowd. "Ok...I'll win this...I can't look like a fool in front of my father..." Kit talked to herself, not paying attention to where she was walking. This, of course, led to her tripping on the steps and barely catching herself before she hit her head against the ground. She looked up to see the crowd erupting with laughter and her cheeks tinted red. "Here..." Vegeta gave her his hand. "No.I'm fine..." she swatted it away and got to her feet, making it the rest of the way up, and taking on a fighting stance. "Ok...fight!" the announcer yelled. "Are you going to be all right Kitandra...you look more pale than usual..." Vegeta put down his guard and walked toward her. "I'm fine! Stop acting like I'm still a baby!" she screamed and charged at him as he blocked her fists with ease. "Fight back!" Kit demanded as he continued to shield against her flying fists. "I can't fight you." he stated. "Why not! Why now?" she became irritated. "You're my baby girl...I can't harm you..." he stopped blocking and her fist made contact with his face. "I know you wanted to...but I can't..." Vegeta spoke softly so that no one else could hear.
"I don't get it! What's he doing?" Goku stared on in confusion. "He's giving the match up for her...he's letting her win..." Piccolo answered him. "What? Why?" Trunks asked baffled. "Because...a father's love to a daughter is different than his love for a son...he can't hurt her..." Piccolo looked on with just as much amazement as the others. "I can't say that I've ever seen Vegeta act like that...it's...it's different..." Videl's mouth dropped. "Yes, well then there's a lot you have yet to see from Vegeta...he acts very protective of Kitandra...she brings out something in him..." a voice joined in, startling all of them. "Oh Sierra...you're back..." Piccolo sighed. "Yes, I've come to see my daughter's fight against her father..." she responded.
"I don't get you papa..." Kit shook her head and stopped hitting him. "Why do you do this?" her voice shook. "I won't let anything happen to you again...I promise...." he dropped his head and took a step back. "Never again...now that I have another chance...it won't happen!" he declared and headed down the stairs. "Ladies and gentlemen! It seems we have another winner by default! Vegeta has stepped out of the ring so Kit is the winner!" the announcer beamed and the crowd cheered on queue. "No! You're not going to humiliate me in front of everyone! I came here to fight! And I expect you to fight me back!" Kit screamed after him, jumping down and grabbing his arm and turning him around to face her. "Now fight me!" a fire erupted in her eyes, causing him to give one of his knowing, half smiles. "I've told you...I'm done...you'll have a chance to prove yourself in your next match...I can't imagine that it will be easy..." he laughed coldly and headed back to the crowd with his head held high. Kit stood with the soft breeze caressing her flawless skin, her mind racing with questions, and still processing words that were spoken. "I just don't get him sometimes..." she muttered under her breath as she regained her composure. "The next fight is Goku verse Gohan!" the announcer informed the crowd as waves of screams encouraged the fighters. "Good luck Gohan...Kakarot..." Kit nodded her head walking past them. "Kit...you fight the winner of this match...be prepared...both are incredibly strong..." Piccolo stepped over to her. Kit closed her eyes and allowed a deep sigh to escape, and straightened out her body, giving herself an air of royalty. "I know Piccolo...and I think it's about time I show you, along with my father, my true powers...I'm not weak...I'm going to win...and I won't be distracted again..." Kit raised her head defiantly. She brought her gaze to meet his, and he knew that there wasn't a part of her that was unsure of the upcoming fight, he knew so much when he looked into her eyes, but there was still a lot that had yet to be discovered in the deep seas of blue. "Here Kit...I got you some water..." Videl smiled friendly at Kit, handing over the water. "Thank you Videl..." Kit slightly nodded her head and took a quick sip of the beverage. "Kitandra...can I have a word with you?" Vegeta summoned her to the corner of the room. "How may I help you?" she never dropped her superior attitude. "Don't act all high and almighty with me...you should know why I did this...plus Kakarot is strong...stronger than I am...so you will have more of a challenge...I know you are strong Kitandra...and I know you'll beat him...but don't show your strength so hastily...toy with him, do it for me...mock him...if you're going to fight, at least have fun..." Vegeta laughed heartily and unmockingly. "Why should I even do what you want?" Kit questioned. "Kitandra...what you father is trying to tell you is don't show the extent of your powers...leave something for the mind to ponder...and fear..." Sierra entered the conversation. "Mother!" Kit smiled and gave her mother a hug. "Are you going to stay?" Kit held her breath in anticipation. "Yes...I will stay to see the final match...which looks like should take place any second now..." she noted as Gohan was kicked out of the ring by Goku. Goku's hair returned to its charcoal black, and his smooth, yet hard, black eyes turned to meet Kit's. "I'll make you proud mother...and you too..." she quickly looked at her father and then to her mother again and started to smile, but then stopped, trying to regain her superiority. "Kit? It's time for the final match..." the announcer called to her. She gave a short nod to him and walked past him, her eyes keeping only one thing in focus. Her main object was standing in front of her and all the noise and existence outside of her goal disappeared. Her heart pounded within her chest, but there was no fear...fear was now a foreign feeling, she had more important things in life to do than be afraid...she needed to prove her worth, and she was going to do it with a teasing ease that would enrage all who witnessed. "I have to admit...I've been looking forward to this..." Kit released a short chuckle. "after all, I've heard so much about you...and now it's time for me to see for myself just how essential you really are to this pathetical planet..." Kit's words cut beneath Goku's skin, but he wouldn't let it show in his face. He stood strong against her and didn't say a word, just stared on with the same intensity as a response. "Fight!" the announcer shouted, but it was hardly heard by the two warriors who were captured within a battle that had already started. "I guess there would be no point in hiding my ability to go supper..." she suddenly relaxed her shoulders and gave a smile. "No.there would be no point...I know how strong you are...and I'll give you this much, at first I was surprised...but I'm not that impressed..." Goku spat. "For the sweet, goodhearted person they make you out to be; you sure have a side that doesn't agree with their views." Kit pointed out. "Well are we going to fight or not?" Goku change the subject and took up a fight stance. "Who's stopping you? You've had plenty of time to start the match..." Kit mocked as Goku studied her stance. "Fine then!" he shouted charging towards her. His fist flew towards her face and she stopped it. His other hand launched out, reinforced with his Super Saiyan strength behind it. Holding into his first fist she grabbed the other one with her free hand. "This can't be all..." she avoided his knee and let his arms free. His ki grew stronger and his energy forced her back a little, but she quickly met him back in the middle of the ring. Their hits were now matching each other's and Kit was slowly falling behind. I didn't want to do this...but it looks like father was right...Kakarot is strong... the two broke apart for a second, and when Goku threw his next kick she powered up and threw him back as gold engulfed her and her emerald eyes burned into his flesh. "Good...I was hoping for a challenge..." Goku played with her mind. "And trust me...you'll get one..." Kit spat before going back to the fighting. They rose into the air, every once and a while getting a hit in. "What's wrong? Tired already?" Goku inquired as Kit's feet hit the ring again. "No.just bored..." she shrugged as he raised one eyebrow. "You're no longer interesting...I was really hoping you would be stronger...you know...something to test myself against...but I can now see I wasn't exactly smart in hoping for that..." she crossed her arms over her chest and powered back down to her normal Saiya-jin state. "It's not over yet...I haven't even begun!" Goku defended. "You're such a horrible liar...I can feel you energy fluctuating...you're getting weaker and weaker...and you're simply becoming a bore..." she stretched her arms out and yawned. Goku didn't say anything, only stood there for a second, processing her words, and then he took another charge at her. "Oh please! It's over Kakarot!" Kit screamed holding her hand out and grabbing the air in front of her, but Goku stopped a few feet away from her, right when her fist clenched. His hands flew up to his throat as he fought to get the invisible grasp lose. An evil cloud boiled up in Kit's eyes as she could see his energy drip from his body and his arms slowly fell to his side. "You're really sad Kakarot...I'm almost embarrassed to admit that you are a Saiyan...you're a disgrace to the race..." Kit huffed and threw her arm to the side, causing Goku to fly out of the ring. Goku grasped his neck, finally being able to take in a deep breath. "I.I can't believe...she.she beat my dad..." Gohan's eyes bulged. "She really did it..." Vegeta muttered. "Of course she did Vegeta...she's your daughter, and mine...two of the strongest Saiyans in the entire history of our race...but now I must leave you all again...I'll be checking in less often now...so I expect you to look after her. I know you love her Vegeta...and I also know you think love as a weakness...but just think of this Vegeta...Love may be our biggest weakness...but it's also the source of our greatest strength...now goodbye Vegeta..." Sierra smiled at his bewildered face. "La.Ladies and Gentle men!" the announcer hollered although he didn't need to be that loud, considering the crowd was silent with wonder, and amazement. "This year's winner is Kit..." he finished as the silence continued for just a second more before the applause started up again. "Looks like my work here is done..." Kit shrugged and headed out past the other contestants who were too shocked to even move. "Wait.Kit..." Sierra placed a hand on her daughter's shoulder. "Yes?" she met her mother's eyes. "Good job...I'm proud...but you're not nearly ready yet..." she winked and then disappeared. "I know mom...I know..." she mumbled under her breath and headed to the locker rooms to get changed. She quickly got dressed, and hoping to stay clear from everyone else she headed out the back. "Oh! Excuse me! Excuse me miss...uh miss Kit!" a man called from behind her. "Yes?" Kit turned around. "Here...here's your money..." he sheepishly handed her the prize money. "Thank you..." she replied taking her rewards and heading back the way she was going. "Hey Kit...Kit! I never got to say good fight!" she stopped dead in her tracks, taking a deep breath and turning back around, getting impatient. "That's quite alright Goku..." Kit nodded. "No really...you're an amazing fighter! So strong...and I thought I knew your strength...but I was wrong!" he rambled on. "I just want to ask you one thing." he continued. "And what might that be?" Kit quizzed. "I just want to know if...if I can train you...help you develop some of your techniques..." he gave her a happy smile, that made Kit laugh. "I don't know Kakarot..." Kit shrugged. "I know why not..." Vegeta interrupted. "She won't train with you...because she will be busy with me... I know more of her potential than you do Kakarot..." Vegeta defended. "Do I have any say in this?" Kit raised an eyebrow as the two focused on her again. "And if you truly want to know...I will refrain from training with either one of you...I still have much more to learn from Piccolo..." Kit watched their faces, as Goku just laughed, and Vegeta's face filled with anger. "Why do you insist on being around that Namek!" Vegeta spat. "Because he helped me when I was injured...and you owe him for just giving me shelter when I had no where else to go!" Kit rolled her eyes and turned back around. "And if you don't mind...I'm going to leave now..." she jumped off the ground and flew into the sky, and headed back to the lookout.