To Fight On Shattered Dreams
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Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z. However, I do own Kitai Son, Nenriki Onji, Tairina Onji and Alex.
Warnings (Throughout Whole Story): Pretty Much Complete OOCness, Violence, Profanity, Adult Situations, Reference to Rape and Alchohol Use.
Rated R
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Leaping forward, Goku launcxhed at Broly, tipping over as the legend flew into the air, leaving Goku face-first in the cement. "Ai-ai-ai." Goku rubbed his head and stood up, looking cross. "Nice one, Broly. It won't happen again."
"How do you know, Kakarot?" Broly raised a brow, a small smirk forming on his face. "Would you happen to be able to see things no one else can?"
"....I see Chi-Chi's-"
"...Too much information, Kakarot."
"...Oh. Okay." Goku smiled heartily and turned back into his fighting pose as Broly landed. "I'll make sure you don't pull that again. We'll have a fair fight; although I have to say it doesn't seem your style."
"You sounded smart for a second, Kakarot."
"I know." Goku giggled like a little girl and covered his face with his hands as if trying to hide a blush.
"...Ref? Can I quit?"
"Dah!" Goku launched forward again and caught Broly on the jaw, watching him fall back. "Hn. You shouldn't underestimitate an opponent."
"Underestimitate?"
"It's a new word. I made it up." Goku giggled again and crossed his, eyes, turning back to Broly. "Okay, back to serious-is-er-ous-ness."
"...No comment." Zooming forward, Broly diappeared as he zipped upwards, then appeared above everyone's favorite Baka, conking him on the head.
Rubbing his head as he stepped back up, Goku smirked, trying to remember how many brain cells just got killed. "Hey, you're good."
"So is your daughter."
"WHA?!" Goku stared, looking ultimately cross, being caught on the chin and flying back in the air, landing at the edge of the square they had been fighting on.
"Over so soon? Aw, I was expecting a real fight from an improved version of the son of Bardock."
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Turning away from the fight, Trunks sighed deeply, hanging his head low. His purple hair over shadowed his eyes, giving him an eerie appeal. "I can't bare to watch it."
"Yes you can. Open your eyes and watch the fight." Trunks looked up to see Nenriki standing there, her hands courageously on her hips. "I didn't come here to watch you whine. And you're supposed to be the future Saiyan Prince?! Feh. Pathetic. I'm unbelievably glad Frieza destroyed Vegeta-Sei; with you as ruler, he would have done it anyways. You don't realize it, but he needs you now more than ever. If you don't put your hope in him, Broly will win, and Kitai will be dead. That eliminates your whole purpose of having a mate, let alone your purpose for being here. Am I right?"
"...How did you-"
"It doesn't matter." She frowned at him and gave him an evil eye, beginning her rant again. "Whether he wins or loses, it depends on the circumstances. If you don't help him, whether he wins or loses, he'll die. Kitai will too; what's the point of being alive then. I know what you're thinking Trunks. And it's none of your business how I know."
Trunks looked dumbfound, *coughcoughasifitwasanythingoutoftheordinarycoughcough* and paused, staring at her cluelessly. "That not fair! I was gonna ask thaaaaat!"
"Now, now, Trunks, destroying your inferior little mind is my job."
"...I'm gonna go mug the Hot Dog man. Wanna come, Goten?"
"Right behind ya'."
After an awkward silence, the two ran off, disappearing. Narrowing her eyes nervously, Nenriki turned toward Tien, who looked quite...Interesting, holding the baby in his arms, a sweatdrop falling down the side of his face.
"Tien?"
"Hai, Ai?"
"Is Father as much of a baka as his third-rate son?"
"Iie...Atleast I don't think so, anyways."
"Good. I think...Hey, Tien?"
"Hai?"
"The blanket's supposed to go on the baby."
Piccolo walked by as Tien finally noticed the turban on his hand, muttering. "Wow. Someone other than Gohan who idolizes me."
Grinning as he walked away, Tien stared after him, a dark glare on his face. "Yeah, well....ATLEAST I HAVE A GENDER! SO SCREW YOUUUUU!"
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Putting another pillow under Chi-Chi's head, 18 sweatdropped and shook her. "Chi? Chiiiii? Helloooooooo? We're gonna go tell Goten and Trunks and Kitai to become alcoholics......"
"WHAT?!" Chi-Chi shot up, her hands gripped 18's neck. "WHY YOU LITTLE-"
Pulling 18 away from Chi-Chi, Krillin stared at the two women, and sweatdropped. "Erm...She was...Just...Kidding, Chi-Chi."
"Oh shutup, chrome dome."
The group all gasped, save 17, who burst into hysterics, leaving the room.
Staring blankly after him, Master Roshi broke the silence with yet another one of his perverted comments. "Chi-Chi, do you have any special pictures of you, like the butt-naked baby pictures of Goku I show to everyone to embarass him? Except of you, about, hrm, say, now?"
-Extremely violent and bloody scene cut out for some reasons....-
Poking Roshi's badly beaten body, Oolong sweatdropped and backed away from Chi-Chi. "I think Yajirobe wanted me to help him....Go....Do....Something.YEAH! SOMETHING!"
Chi-Chi's kitchen-appliance-of-doom appeared in her hand. "NO! YOU WILL NOT!"
Oolong snorted and hid behind Krillin, who coincidently didn't hide him very well. "I see mean people..."
"BACK TO THE FIGHT, EVERYONE!" Turning their heads, they all caught the dark glare Marron sent them, and sat accordingly, all silent in nervousness.
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Wincing as Broly applied pressure to his rib, Goku coughed roughly, panting heavily. "Too bad this fight is going to be over, Kakarot, I thought it would be so much harder."
Pulling his hand from his side, he forced his hand forward, landing two of his fingers on his forehead. Closing his eyes as he felt the wind flow from him from a hefty kick, he opened his eys and stared up at Broly, forcing a smirk. "Disappearing Act, Broly."
"WHAT?!" Brolly foot droved into the cement as Goku disappeared, causing him to roar out in pain, falling back and limply dragging his ankle behind him. "AGH! KAKAROT!" He twitched violently, his upper lip beginning to twist into a look of disgust. His eyes flared wildly, his pupil's dialating as he turned back, only to see Goku hovering above the ground. "You'll regret that...." Broly closed his eyes and began powering up, closing his eyes. "You...Won't be able to breathe, when...I'm done with you, Kakarot."
Feeling his heart rush, Goku closed his eyes and clenched his fist, ramming forward with all his strength, and finding himself on the outside of the ring, still forcing Broly forward. His eyes widening as he saw the side barrier up ahead, he shielded his face and rammed into it, along with the Legendary Super Saiyan. A bell rang as the announcer's voice rang over the arena. "The match Goku Son verses Broly has been filed into a tie! Both will be admitted to the next round! Will the next two fighter's please proceed to the ring!"
The arena began to roar with ambission for the Martial Arts Champion. "We repeat, will Master Hercule and Gohan Son please report to the ring!"
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Kitai: Review Q & A. *Snaps whip* X]
Trunks: *In nothing but his boxers, tied up* 0.0; MARRON!!!!!!!!!!
Kitai: Be silent. I can't go back to normal yet, because....I can't. :P Okay. Review Q & A time. I just reviewed for Reda, and if I dun answer her review, I'll get beated.
Trunks: Was it necessary to tie me up after she hit Rika over the head with me?
Kitai: Of course! n.n Anyways...
Reda - Muwahaha. I'd say who it is, but I'm gonna keep it going. Look for it. No hints, though. X] One more chappie to name it. If not, I drag one of my friend's oc's as the fighter. Okies? Okies. X} *Pokes Vee* HEY, GUESS WHO'S NOT FIGHTING?!
Vegeta: You?
Kitai: ....*Awkward silence* ...I...Don't....Know....*Bursts into tears, then pauses and slaps Vegeta* Dun confuzzle me! Okay, anyways....
Cool, I got even HIM wanting more. Gohan and Hercule's fight. Oh rah-damned yay. -.-; I wonder...
Gohan: I'M NOT THROWING THAT MATCH!
Kitai: ....Oro? *Stares*
Gohan: I refuse!
Kitai: ...Well, then it becomes even MORE obvious, since Hercule can't fight for bananas. _; Erm. Yeah. n_n
Kathy - WE UPDATED! GIVE US THAT KAMI-DAMNED FIC! .; For anyone who doesn't know, this is the original Bishounen Licker, Kathy. Okay? Okay. Cool. Will do, after I talks to you a bit. And I'll try to have that Ingou x Touzoukou fic for Valentine's Day. I doubt it, though, I'm slacking off as of lately. MFCKNGMFKRPSSNT. . And yeah. SC. The original. Good fic, eh? Re-reading it was so much fun......n.n; It's so....Original! I can't change that! *Cries and pauses* I'm weird. Must be the penacillin kicking in.
*Cough* So anywhoo, I'ma let you guys go review now. Cause reviews make the world go round! Well, atleast in this fic. That means the world stops rotating when you people don't review? O.O REVIEW! Clicky that button, hurry! Ttys, people, ja!
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Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z. However, I do own Kitai Son, Nenriki Onji, Tairina Onji and Alex.
Warnings (Throughout Whole Story): Pretty Much Complete OOCness, Violence, Profanity, Adult Situations, Reference to Rape and Alchohol Use.
Rated R
~
Leaping forward, Goku launcxhed at Broly, tipping over as the legend flew into the air, leaving Goku face-first in the cement. "Ai-ai-ai." Goku rubbed his head and stood up, looking cross. "Nice one, Broly. It won't happen again."
"How do you know, Kakarot?" Broly raised a brow, a small smirk forming on his face. "Would you happen to be able to see things no one else can?"
"....I see Chi-Chi's-"
"...Too much information, Kakarot."
"...Oh. Okay." Goku smiled heartily and turned back into his fighting pose as Broly landed. "I'll make sure you don't pull that again. We'll have a fair fight; although I have to say it doesn't seem your style."
"You sounded smart for a second, Kakarot."
"I know." Goku giggled like a little girl and covered his face with his hands as if trying to hide a blush.
"...Ref? Can I quit?"
"Dah!" Goku launched forward again and caught Broly on the jaw, watching him fall back. "Hn. You shouldn't underestimitate an opponent."
"Underestimitate?"
"It's a new word. I made it up." Goku giggled again and crossed his, eyes, turning back to Broly. "Okay, back to serious-is-er-ous-ness."
"...No comment." Zooming forward, Broly diappeared as he zipped upwards, then appeared above everyone's favorite Baka, conking him on the head.
Rubbing his head as he stepped back up, Goku smirked, trying to remember how many brain cells just got killed. "Hey, you're good."
"So is your daughter."
"WHA?!" Goku stared, looking ultimately cross, being caught on the chin and flying back in the air, landing at the edge of the square they had been fighting on.
"Over so soon? Aw, I was expecting a real fight from an improved version of the son of Bardock."
~
Turning away from the fight, Trunks sighed deeply, hanging his head low. His purple hair over shadowed his eyes, giving him an eerie appeal. "I can't bare to watch it."
"Yes you can. Open your eyes and watch the fight." Trunks looked up to see Nenriki standing there, her hands courageously on her hips. "I didn't come here to watch you whine. And you're supposed to be the future Saiyan Prince?! Feh. Pathetic. I'm unbelievably glad Frieza destroyed Vegeta-Sei; with you as ruler, he would have done it anyways. You don't realize it, but he needs you now more than ever. If you don't put your hope in him, Broly will win, and Kitai will be dead. That eliminates your whole purpose of having a mate, let alone your purpose for being here. Am I right?"
"...How did you-"
"It doesn't matter." She frowned at him and gave him an evil eye, beginning her rant again. "Whether he wins or loses, it depends on the circumstances. If you don't help him, whether he wins or loses, he'll die. Kitai will too; what's the point of being alive then. I know what you're thinking Trunks. And it's none of your business how I know."
Trunks looked dumbfound, *coughcoughasifitwasanythingoutoftheordinarycoughcough* and paused, staring at her cluelessly. "That not fair! I was gonna ask thaaaaat!"
"Now, now, Trunks, destroying your inferior little mind is my job."
"...I'm gonna go mug the Hot Dog man. Wanna come, Goten?"
"Right behind ya'."
After an awkward silence, the two ran off, disappearing. Narrowing her eyes nervously, Nenriki turned toward Tien, who looked quite...Interesting, holding the baby in his arms, a sweatdrop falling down the side of his face.
"Tien?"
"Hai, Ai?"
"Is Father as much of a baka as his third-rate son?"
"Iie...Atleast I don't think so, anyways."
"Good. I think...Hey, Tien?"
"Hai?"
"The blanket's supposed to go on the baby."
Piccolo walked by as Tien finally noticed the turban on his hand, muttering. "Wow. Someone other than Gohan who idolizes me."
Grinning as he walked away, Tien stared after him, a dark glare on his face. "Yeah, well....ATLEAST I HAVE A GENDER! SO SCREW YOUUUUU!"
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Putting another pillow under Chi-Chi's head, 18 sweatdropped and shook her. "Chi? Chiiiii? Helloooooooo? We're gonna go tell Goten and Trunks and Kitai to become alcoholics......"
"WHAT?!" Chi-Chi shot up, her hands gripped 18's neck. "WHY YOU LITTLE-"
Pulling 18 away from Chi-Chi, Krillin stared at the two women, and sweatdropped. "Erm...She was...Just...Kidding, Chi-Chi."
"Oh shutup, chrome dome."
The group all gasped, save 17, who burst into hysterics, leaving the room.
Staring blankly after him, Master Roshi broke the silence with yet another one of his perverted comments. "Chi-Chi, do you have any special pictures of you, like the butt-naked baby pictures of Goku I show to everyone to embarass him? Except of you, about, hrm, say, now?"
-Extremely violent and bloody scene cut out for some reasons....-
Poking Roshi's badly beaten body, Oolong sweatdropped and backed away from Chi-Chi. "I think Yajirobe wanted me to help him....Go....Do....Something.YEAH! SOMETHING!"
Chi-Chi's kitchen-appliance-of-doom appeared in her hand. "NO! YOU WILL NOT!"
Oolong snorted and hid behind Krillin, who coincidently didn't hide him very well. "I see mean people..."
"BACK TO THE FIGHT, EVERYONE!" Turning their heads, they all caught the dark glare Marron sent them, and sat accordingly, all silent in nervousness.
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Wincing as Broly applied pressure to his rib, Goku coughed roughly, panting heavily. "Too bad this fight is going to be over, Kakarot, I thought it would be so much harder."
Pulling his hand from his side, he forced his hand forward, landing two of his fingers on his forehead. Closing his eyes as he felt the wind flow from him from a hefty kick, he opened his eys and stared up at Broly, forcing a smirk. "Disappearing Act, Broly."
"WHAT?!" Brolly foot droved into the cement as Goku disappeared, causing him to roar out in pain, falling back and limply dragging his ankle behind him. "AGH! KAKAROT!" He twitched violently, his upper lip beginning to twist into a look of disgust. His eyes flared wildly, his pupil's dialating as he turned back, only to see Goku hovering above the ground. "You'll regret that...." Broly closed his eyes and began powering up, closing his eyes. "You...Won't be able to breathe, when...I'm done with you, Kakarot."
Feeling his heart rush, Goku closed his eyes and clenched his fist, ramming forward with all his strength, and finding himself on the outside of the ring, still forcing Broly forward. His eyes widening as he saw the side barrier up ahead, he shielded his face and rammed into it, along with the Legendary Super Saiyan. A bell rang as the announcer's voice rang over the arena. "The match Goku Son verses Broly has been filed into a tie! Both will be admitted to the next round! Will the next two fighter's please proceed to the ring!"
The arena began to roar with ambission for the Martial Arts Champion. "We repeat, will Master Hercule and Gohan Son please report to the ring!"
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Kitai: Review Q & A. *Snaps whip* X]
Trunks: *In nothing but his boxers, tied up* 0.0; MARRON!!!!!!!!!!
Kitai: Be silent. I can't go back to normal yet, because....I can't. :P Okay. Review Q & A time. I just reviewed for Reda, and if I dun answer her review, I'll get beated.
Trunks: Was it necessary to tie me up after she hit Rika over the head with me?
Kitai: Of course! n.n Anyways...
Reda - Muwahaha. I'd say who it is, but I'm gonna keep it going. Look for it. No hints, though. X] One more chappie to name it. If not, I drag one of my friend's oc's as the fighter. Okies? Okies. X} *Pokes Vee* HEY, GUESS WHO'S NOT FIGHTING?!
Vegeta: You?
Kitai: ....*Awkward silence* ...I...Don't....Know....*Bursts into tears, then pauses and slaps Vegeta* Dun confuzzle me! Okay, anyways....
Cool, I got even HIM wanting more. Gohan and Hercule's fight. Oh rah-damned yay. -.-; I wonder...
Gohan: I'M NOT THROWING THAT MATCH!
Kitai: ....Oro? *Stares*
Gohan: I refuse!
Kitai: ...Well, then it becomes even MORE obvious, since Hercule can't fight for bananas. _; Erm. Yeah. n_n
Kathy - WE UPDATED! GIVE US THAT KAMI-DAMNED FIC! .; For anyone who doesn't know, this is the original Bishounen Licker, Kathy. Okay? Okay. Cool. Will do, after I talks to you a bit. And I'll try to have that Ingou x Touzoukou fic for Valentine's Day. I doubt it, though, I'm slacking off as of lately. MFCKNGMFKRPSSNT. . And yeah. SC. The original. Good fic, eh? Re-reading it was so much fun......n.n; It's so....Original! I can't change that! *Cries and pauses* I'm weird. Must be the penacillin kicking in.
*Cough* So anywhoo, I'ma let you guys go review now. Cause reviews make the world go round! Well, atleast in this fic. That means the world stops rotating when you people don't review? O.O REVIEW! Clicky that button, hurry! Ttys, people, ja!