Be Silent
Disclaimer: I only own Nanaki, not DBZ
Author's Note: You guys are lucky. I have somewhere to go tomorrow, so instead of making you wait, you get this chapter early. Oh, and in response to a question from Amy85, there is no romance in this story. That's why this isn't in the "Romance" genre. But I have a sequel already started, so there could be surprises. Or, there could not be. If you keep reading, you'll find out.
Chapter 6: Trunks versus Nanaki
"You don't stand a chance, brat," Trunks sneered.
"You're right. I don't stand a chance of losing," Aki replied saucily. "Now quit talking and let's get started!"
"Sure, shorty, whatever you say!"
Nanaki wrapped her tail tightly around her waist since Trunks knew it was a weak spot of hers. She could hear a few gasps when some of the spectators realized for the first time that the white appendage was real. With that done, she launched into her first attack.
Trunks managed to block her first punch with the palm of his hand. "Can't you do any better than that?" he taunted. A second later he was flat on his back with a thud.
"Don't let your guard down," Aki reprimanded as she grasped him by the wrist and flipped him across the ring. He hopped quickly to his feet, barely breathing hard.
"Good try, but not good enough," he smirked. The next moment they were locked in battle again.
Every punch or kick was quickly and easily parried. Nanaki threw herself into the offensive. She was a whirlwind of fists. This forced Trunks to defend, though he too got in a few attempts at the offense. Neither landed a blow for a solid five minutes as the crowd watched in silent awe. Soon the heated battle took to the air.
"I won't let a little bitch like you beat me!" Trunks hissed.
"You don't have to let me, I can do it on my own," she replied. "Now quit talking and start punching!" With one swift kick Trunks was slammed to the ground again.
As soon as Nanaki had landed they were at it again. The fighting picked up such speed that soon the average spectator was unable to see them. Finally the tornado stopped to show the two poised on the very edge of the arena.
Their grips were locked, fingers interlaced, feet braced, nose-to-nose. Neither one had an inch to move. Both had a foot hanging half on, half off the ring, with the other foot barely keeping balance. The first to budge would go out of the arena.
"I'll get you now, Aki," Trunks chuckled. "There's no way you can win. I'm- " He abruptly cut off his bragging as a shocked expression came over him. His eyes widened as his grip loosened slightly.
Nanaki smirked to herself. Her tail, that wonderfully useful appendage of hers, had saved her again. The end of it brushed lightly up and down the back of his leg, a sensitive area for anyone. With his attention elsewhere and his body more relaxed, Aki took full advantage of the situation and threw Trunks from the ring.
It looked like an easy win, but Trunks hooked his sister's foot with his own and she fell flat on her back, clinging to the edge of the ring with her feet held barely above the ground. Trunks was floating just an inch or so above the grass. "You can't defeat me like that," he bragged.
"Then I'll just have to do it like this!" she smirked, slamming him the last inch to the ground with the foot he had captured. He hit with an 'oof!' as the announcer declared a ring-out.
"And after an exciting display of fighting skills, Nanaki Briefs goes on to the semi-finals!"
She got to her knees and leaned over where Trunks was still lying on the ground. "Told you I'd win!"
Disclaimer: I only own Nanaki, not DBZ
Author's Note: You guys are lucky. I have somewhere to go tomorrow, so instead of making you wait, you get this chapter early. Oh, and in response to a question from Amy85, there is no romance in this story. That's why this isn't in the "Romance" genre. But I have a sequel already started, so there could be surprises. Or, there could not be. If you keep reading, you'll find out.
Chapter 6: Trunks versus Nanaki
"You don't stand a chance, brat," Trunks sneered.
"You're right. I don't stand a chance of losing," Aki replied saucily. "Now quit talking and let's get started!"
"Sure, shorty, whatever you say!"
Nanaki wrapped her tail tightly around her waist since Trunks knew it was a weak spot of hers. She could hear a few gasps when some of the spectators realized for the first time that the white appendage was real. With that done, she launched into her first attack.
Trunks managed to block her first punch with the palm of his hand. "Can't you do any better than that?" he taunted. A second later he was flat on his back with a thud.
"Don't let your guard down," Aki reprimanded as she grasped him by the wrist and flipped him across the ring. He hopped quickly to his feet, barely breathing hard.
"Good try, but not good enough," he smirked. The next moment they were locked in battle again.
Every punch or kick was quickly and easily parried. Nanaki threw herself into the offensive. She was a whirlwind of fists. This forced Trunks to defend, though he too got in a few attempts at the offense. Neither landed a blow for a solid five minutes as the crowd watched in silent awe. Soon the heated battle took to the air.
"I won't let a little bitch like you beat me!" Trunks hissed.
"You don't have to let me, I can do it on my own," she replied. "Now quit talking and start punching!" With one swift kick Trunks was slammed to the ground again.
As soon as Nanaki had landed they were at it again. The fighting picked up such speed that soon the average spectator was unable to see them. Finally the tornado stopped to show the two poised on the very edge of the arena.
Their grips were locked, fingers interlaced, feet braced, nose-to-nose. Neither one had an inch to move. Both had a foot hanging half on, half off the ring, with the other foot barely keeping balance. The first to budge would go out of the arena.
"I'll get you now, Aki," Trunks chuckled. "There's no way you can win. I'm- " He abruptly cut off his bragging as a shocked expression came over him. His eyes widened as his grip loosened slightly.
Nanaki smirked to herself. Her tail, that wonderfully useful appendage of hers, had saved her again. The end of it brushed lightly up and down the back of his leg, a sensitive area for anyone. With his attention elsewhere and his body more relaxed, Aki took full advantage of the situation and threw Trunks from the ring.
It looked like an easy win, but Trunks hooked his sister's foot with his own and she fell flat on her back, clinging to the edge of the ring with her feet held barely above the ground. Trunks was floating just an inch or so above the grass. "You can't defeat me like that," he bragged.
"Then I'll just have to do it like this!" she smirked, slamming him the last inch to the ground with the foot he had captured. He hit with an 'oof!' as the announcer declared a ring-out.
"And after an exciting display of fighting skills, Nanaki Briefs goes on to the semi-finals!"
She got to her knees and leaned over where Trunks was still lying on the ground. "Told you I'd win!"