Be Silent
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, just Nanaki.
Author's note: I got tired of asking for reviews. I've got at least one person who's read and reviewed every single chapter (thanks Thomas Drovin!), so I'm going to put up a new chapter every other day until they're all up. (Though be warned, I will have to delay a day or two every so often) Yeah, I'm impatient. I don't care. Enjoy!
Chapter 5: A time to fight
The preliminary rounds were no problem. Everyone, even little Pan, made it through easily. The other contestants looked like no challenge, even though Goku kept insisting that one of them was some sort of super fighter.
"None of these guys look tough at all," Aki complained. "Some punk kid, a pretty boy, a homo, a big guy who calls himself "wild tiger" of all things, a scrawny brat... and that last guy I beat was dressed in a chicken suit." Goten was the only one listening, however. He hung on Nanaki's every word.
"A chicken suit? Seriously? Did he make chicken noises?"
"Yes," Aki said with a little groan. "I think he thought he was a super hero."
"Hey, Goten, come here," Trunks beckoned. Goten complied with a bit of reluctance as he waved goodbye to Nanaki.
"What do you want? I was going to get somewhere. She was actually talking to me. Girls like a guy who listens," Goten whined.
"You will never get anywhere with that brat," Trunks said, rolling his eyes.
While they were talking and arguing Goten's chances, the fighter Aki had referred to as the "pretty boy" approached her from behind. "What's a cute little thing like you doing in the fighting ring?" he asked with a smirk.
"Kicking the asses of guys like you," she replied coldly without turning around. "Do you have someone else to bother?"
"The least you could do is look at me, babe." He placed a hand on her shoulder and turned her around. Her cold blue eyes glared at him as her tail lashed angrily behind her.
"Don't touch me," she hissed through her teeth. A quick flip of her wrist threw his hand aside and she turned her back to him once again and walked away with purposeful strides.
"Wait, I haven't even told you my name, sweetie," he offered.
"Don't care." She waved him away with a gesture of her hand and, lucky for her, he didn't pursue.
"It's Nareg!" he called out, but she didn't even twitch in recognition.
She glanced around, trying to find somewhere that she could avoid the pretty boy fighter. She laughed when she saw Vegeta punch his designated opponent, the punk Nok, into the wall. Well, if her adoptive father wasn't in a good mood, she would rather not be around him. She most certainly wasn't going to spend her time with Goku and Pan. Buu could be entertaining, but he could also be equally annoying. That left... Goten and Trunks. Wonderful.
She strode up to the two friends with a scowl on her face. "Hey," she said without a touch of emotion in her voice.
"What are you doing here shorty?" Trunks asked. He often liked to tease Nanaki about her height, her being only five foot three.
"Shut up," she snapped. "I'm only here to avoid the bastard over there." She jerked her thumb at Nareg, who was now paying attention to his admirers in the stands. "He thinks he's big tough guy."
"Was he hitting on you?" Goten asked bluntly, turning a frosty glare to the offender.
"Yes," was the growled reply. "I should've hit him, but then they might not let me fight in the tournament. I'd rather kick butt in the ring than out."
"I'll get that guy!" Goten swore. He started out, hands fisted, ready to knock the man's lights out.
"Down, boy," Trunks commanded. "You heard what Aki said. Fighting before the rounds start could get us disqualified."
"But Vegeta..."
"Do you really think anyone is going to argue with my dad?"
"Oh, I guess not."
"See? Now don't start. It's time for the first round. Let's go watch Pan." Goten nodded and the two young men, as well as Nanaki, turned to watch.
[A/N: I'm sure that you all probably know how the tournament goes. Pan beats Wild Tiger, Goku fights Uub and then they go to train in Uub's village... I'm going to skip ahead a bit so that you don't have to listen to me retell it all. I'm not sure if I'm going to get all the pairings right... but since Aki's in the tournament, the pairings would have been a little different anyway.]
After the initial rounds, only five fighters were left. There would have been six, but since Goku and Uub left, there was no fighter left from their match. All that remained were Pan, Goten, Nanaki, Trunks, and Vegeta.
"Next up we have a rather exciting family match, Son Pan versus Son Goten!" the announcer said.
"Are you ready to fight me, Uncle Goten? It'll be fun!" said Pan.
"I don't know, I don't want to hurt you..." Goten replied nervously.
"Don't worry, you won't!" Pan promised. "Grandpa is the one who trained me."
"If you're sure..."
"I am! Let's go!" Pan landed a solid punch first thing.
Nanaki was watching from the sidelines, smirking every time the little toddler landed a hit on her teenaged uncle, and laughing out loud when Pan won with a decisive knockout. Trunks jumped into the ring to hold up Pan's fist in the sign of Victory.
"Wow, wasn't that amazing!" the announcer shouted before swinging his arm around to point to the board displaying the pairings. "And lucky us, we have another family match coming up, Trunks Briefs versus Nanaki Briefs!"
Aki smirked at Trunks, something she had picked up from Vegeta. "Ready, bro?" she asked.
"I'm ready for anything you could possibly dish out, shorty," he replied as they strode up the steps side by side.
"Prepare to eat your words!"
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, just Nanaki.
Author's note: I got tired of asking for reviews. I've got at least one person who's read and reviewed every single chapter (thanks Thomas Drovin!), so I'm going to put up a new chapter every other day until they're all up. (Though be warned, I will have to delay a day or two every so often) Yeah, I'm impatient. I don't care. Enjoy!
Chapter 5: A time to fight
The preliminary rounds were no problem. Everyone, even little Pan, made it through easily. The other contestants looked like no challenge, even though Goku kept insisting that one of them was some sort of super fighter.
"None of these guys look tough at all," Aki complained. "Some punk kid, a pretty boy, a homo, a big guy who calls himself "wild tiger" of all things, a scrawny brat... and that last guy I beat was dressed in a chicken suit." Goten was the only one listening, however. He hung on Nanaki's every word.
"A chicken suit? Seriously? Did he make chicken noises?"
"Yes," Aki said with a little groan. "I think he thought he was a super hero."
"Hey, Goten, come here," Trunks beckoned. Goten complied with a bit of reluctance as he waved goodbye to Nanaki.
"What do you want? I was going to get somewhere. She was actually talking to me. Girls like a guy who listens," Goten whined.
"You will never get anywhere with that brat," Trunks said, rolling his eyes.
While they were talking and arguing Goten's chances, the fighter Aki had referred to as the "pretty boy" approached her from behind. "What's a cute little thing like you doing in the fighting ring?" he asked with a smirk.
"Kicking the asses of guys like you," she replied coldly without turning around. "Do you have someone else to bother?"
"The least you could do is look at me, babe." He placed a hand on her shoulder and turned her around. Her cold blue eyes glared at him as her tail lashed angrily behind her.
"Don't touch me," she hissed through her teeth. A quick flip of her wrist threw his hand aside and she turned her back to him once again and walked away with purposeful strides.
"Wait, I haven't even told you my name, sweetie," he offered.
"Don't care." She waved him away with a gesture of her hand and, lucky for her, he didn't pursue.
"It's Nareg!" he called out, but she didn't even twitch in recognition.
She glanced around, trying to find somewhere that she could avoid the pretty boy fighter. She laughed when she saw Vegeta punch his designated opponent, the punk Nok, into the wall. Well, if her adoptive father wasn't in a good mood, she would rather not be around him. She most certainly wasn't going to spend her time with Goku and Pan. Buu could be entertaining, but he could also be equally annoying. That left... Goten and Trunks. Wonderful.
She strode up to the two friends with a scowl on her face. "Hey," she said without a touch of emotion in her voice.
"What are you doing here shorty?" Trunks asked. He often liked to tease Nanaki about her height, her being only five foot three.
"Shut up," she snapped. "I'm only here to avoid the bastard over there." She jerked her thumb at Nareg, who was now paying attention to his admirers in the stands. "He thinks he's big tough guy."
"Was he hitting on you?" Goten asked bluntly, turning a frosty glare to the offender.
"Yes," was the growled reply. "I should've hit him, but then they might not let me fight in the tournament. I'd rather kick butt in the ring than out."
"I'll get that guy!" Goten swore. He started out, hands fisted, ready to knock the man's lights out.
"Down, boy," Trunks commanded. "You heard what Aki said. Fighting before the rounds start could get us disqualified."
"But Vegeta..."
"Do you really think anyone is going to argue with my dad?"
"Oh, I guess not."
"See? Now don't start. It's time for the first round. Let's go watch Pan." Goten nodded and the two young men, as well as Nanaki, turned to watch.
[A/N: I'm sure that you all probably know how the tournament goes. Pan beats Wild Tiger, Goku fights Uub and then they go to train in Uub's village... I'm going to skip ahead a bit so that you don't have to listen to me retell it all. I'm not sure if I'm going to get all the pairings right... but since Aki's in the tournament, the pairings would have been a little different anyway.]
After the initial rounds, only five fighters were left. There would have been six, but since Goku and Uub left, there was no fighter left from their match. All that remained were Pan, Goten, Nanaki, Trunks, and Vegeta.
"Next up we have a rather exciting family match, Son Pan versus Son Goten!" the announcer said.
"Are you ready to fight me, Uncle Goten? It'll be fun!" said Pan.
"I don't know, I don't want to hurt you..." Goten replied nervously.
"Don't worry, you won't!" Pan promised. "Grandpa is the one who trained me."
"If you're sure..."
"I am! Let's go!" Pan landed a solid punch first thing.
Nanaki was watching from the sidelines, smirking every time the little toddler landed a hit on her teenaged uncle, and laughing out loud when Pan won with a decisive knockout. Trunks jumped into the ring to hold up Pan's fist in the sign of Victory.
"Wow, wasn't that amazing!" the announcer shouted before swinging his arm around to point to the board displaying the pairings. "And lucky us, we have another family match coming up, Trunks Briefs versus Nanaki Briefs!"
Aki smirked at Trunks, something she had picked up from Vegeta. "Ready, bro?" she asked.
"I'm ready for anything you could possibly dish out, shorty," he replied as they strode up the steps side by side.
"Prepare to eat your words!"