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Chapter 10: The entering

Trunks flew down the stairs for breakfast. As he ran in to the kitchen and grabbed a piece of toast that had just popped out of the toaster, Bulma laughed.

"Excited then, are we?" she asked as she finished her coffee. Trunks nodded franticly as he finished his toast and went through the fridge for some juice.

"Uh-huh! When's everyone getting here? I can't wait for this thing to start!"

"We're picking them up. Why don't you go grab the plane's capsule while I finish up?" Bulma asked as she watched her son gulp down what seemed like a gallon of juice.

He put it down and nodded before rushing out. Vegeta came in, staring after his hyperactive son. He shook his head and went to the toaster.

"Where's my toast?" he growled.

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Hours later, the whole Z Shensi were in the plane going to the stadium. They were all in the plane; Krillen and 18 were in the back with their daughter Marron. Trunks and Goten were in the row in front discussing what they would do with the prize money. Then Chichi and Gohan and Roshi and Yamcha. At the front Bulma was driving with an agitated Vegeta at her side.

"Why couldn't I just fly us there?" Vegeta asked sourly. "This contraption is too slow!"

Bulma rolled her eyes. "This way doesn't attract as much attention. Besides, it's easier. So stop whining!"

Vegeta grumbled to himself as Gohan stood up.

"Hey, I want to ask you guys something. Is it ok if no one transforms to super? We don't want any unwanted attention." He said as he reached the front of the aircraft. Bulma nodded.

"That's a good idea. I don't want to wake up to find any reporters outside my house. They'd wreck the lawn."

Vegeta scoffed.

"If and when the reporters come then I'll simply blast them away." He said calmly. Bulma risked a glance at her husband.

"Vegeta, you better be good." She replied sternly. Vegeta rolled his eyes.

"Fine, there will be no transformations to the super saiyan level."

Gohan turned to the boys.

"That goes for you two as well."

Both the boys made pouting faces.

"Aw man, that's no fun!"

"Sorry guys but there are to be no supers here!"

The boys sighed and agreed just as Papaya Island came into view.

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Once they were down on the island they started looking for Goku.

"Where is he?"  Chichi asked for what seemed like the 100th time.

"I don't know mum," Gohan sighed, "maybe he's not here yet." He suggested. Chichi sighed and looked around again.

"Well I don't know where Goku has gotten to but I can see someone we know." Krillen said, pointing to a tree. Gohan looked at where he was pointing and grinned. There was Piccolo, standing with his arms crossed and his eyes closed. The demi-saiyan walked up to his old mentor.

"Hey Piccolo!"

"Hey kid."

"You haven't seen my dad yet, have you?" Gohan asked. Piccolo open one of his eyes and stared down at his ex-pupil.

"Not yet." He paused for a moment then added, "You're not really going to be fighting in that, are you?"

Gohan blinked in confusion.

"Well yea…what's wrong with it?"

Piccolo sighed.

"Nothing kid, nothing." He couldn't tell Gohan the truth about his attire.

Gohan walked back to his mother and brother when he felt a familiar ki. He turned back round to see Goku taking in his surroundings.

"Dad?"

"Goku!"

Goku looked round and blinked before grinning.

"Hey guys! I'm back!" he said as he looked at all of his friends.

"Well aren't you gonna welcome me back?"

Everyone, except the boys, Vegeta and Piccolo, got teary eyed and ran up to give him a group hug. Goku laughed and looked at Gohan.

"Wow, Gohan, you're giant!"

Gohan blushed as he backed up from his dad.

"Well, yea…" he answered, rubbing the back of his head, just like his dad. Goku grinned and looked over at Chichi.

"Hey Chi."

"Goku…" she smiled. Goten looked shyly round his mother's leg, at the father he never met. Goku blinked and stared at him.

"Err, Chi, I think there's a mini me behind you." He said in surprise. Chichi smiled and looked down at her son.

"Go on." She whispered he glanced up at her then ran to Goku.

"Daddy!" he cried as Goku scooped him up.

"Hey little guy" Goku said as he looked over his youngest son for the first time.

"My name's Goten." Goten said quietly. Goku smiled.

"Hey Goten." Goku grinned again.

Everyone else looked on at the father son moment. Vegeta groaned to himself.

"As much as I hate to break up the reunion," he said sarcastically, "we better go sign up."

The others blinked.

"He's right you know." Krillen said as he wiped something from his eye. They all proceeded to the sign up booth where they made a little discovery.

"What do you mean 'children's division'?" Trunks asked angrily.

"All ages below 16 have to enter the children's division." The monk said as he wrote Trunks's name down.

"Yea, like, no thanks. We'll stick with the adults." Trunks said hotly. He was not about to be put in with a bunch of clueless kids after his training sessions.

"That isn't an option. You have to go in this one." The monk said with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"Better stick with it kid. Doesn't look like you'll be getting in with us." Krillen said, pleased there were two less saiyans for him to worry about. Trunks sighed in defeat as the others signed up. This was not fair.

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Vegeta looked round. They were in a square filed with other combatants that were either training or observing the competition. Great. They're all weaklings…he thought.

"Will contestants for the junior division please follow me. Everyone else stay here and wait for the punch machine. We only have 16 spots to fill this year so we will be doing a test of strength to decide who gets them!" the announcer yelled to the crowd before walking off with all the children.

"Good luck guys" Goku yelled to Goten and Trunks as they left.

"Yea, like they'll need it." Krillen mumbled before looking over at a group of monks bringing in the punch machine.

"This is how we will do this," the monk in charge called out, "first the great Hercule will come out and show you how it's done before we read out your number that you were given earlier. Any problems? No? Then lets begin!"

Hercule came out and did his usual cheer for the crowds. He grinned, doing a victory sign before going to the machine and giving it his strongest punch. 137 flashed up on the monitor and Hercule smirked again before facing the crowd.

"Try and break 100 so we'll have a decent tournament!" he said before leaving.

The competitors crowded round the machine waiting to be called. Eventually 18 was called up.

"Remember, 18, don't over do it!" Krillen called. 18 rolled her eyes.

"Yea, yea. Don't worry." She stepped up to the machine and casually gave it a tap. 774 flashed up across the monitor leaving the monks speechless.

"You call that not over doing it?" Krillen cried. 18 huffed. It was harder then it looked.

A monk looked up at her.

"We re-calibrated it, care to try again?" he asked. 18 focused and sank into a stance, trying to control her energy. She punched it again and this time 203 came up. She walked back into the crowd satisfied.

Is it went on, Krillen got a 192, Goku a 186 and Piccolo a 210. The monk shook his head in disbelief.

"It must be broken." He said as Vegeta stepped up.

"Out the way!" he barked before he punched the machine. The force of his punch made it fly backwards, into a wall, and implode, completely destroying it. The monks were stunned as Vegeta walked off.

The members of the gang that had already done the test walked over to Gohan, who had met up with Videl.

"We're going to watch Trunks and Goten. See you there!" Goku said before they walked off.

"Sure. If they ever get that other machine out." Gohan said miserably.

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At the waiting area, Trunks and Goten were surrounded by children that thought they could fight. Goten looked up at the older boy.

"Cheer up Trunks. It won't be so bad." Goten said. Trunks looked other at him.

"We'll see."

On the other side of the room, three bigger boys walked across the room.

"Hey, Idarsa, who will you be beating?" asked one. The blonde boy who he was talking to shrugged and looked around.

"I think it's…him!" he said as he pointed to Trunks. The third boy grinned.

"Lets go greet him then." He said slyly. The others agreed and walked up to Trunks and Goten.

"Hey, pip-squeak, I'm your opponent in the first round. Scared?" Idarsa asked. Trunks ignored him.

"Hey, you hear me? Or are you just dumb?" he asked. Trunks glanced at the kid then back down. Idarsa growled.

"I'll look forward to pounding you." He muttered then left. Trunks rolled his eyes as the first fighters were called to the ring.

The fights in the junior division were more comical then anything. There was no real fighting, just a couple of kids clumsily kicking and punching. Soon it was Trunks turn to fight.

He and Idarsa walked onto the stage. They stood at opposite ends of the ring and Idarsa smirked down at the younger kid.

"You scared yet?" he asked. Trunks still ignored him and he growled. As soon as the announcer signalled to start, he charged at Trunks. Trunks ducked under Idarsa's blow and kicked the 15 year-old hard in the gut, making him fly upwards. When he landed Trunks had already started walking away. The announcer went to inspect Idarsa.

"He's out cold! Trunks wins!" he yelled into the mic as Trunk re-joined Goten.

"Now do you see why I wanted to be with the adults?" he asked his younger friend. Goten nodded and followed Trunks back to where they had been before.

A few fights later it was Goten's turn. He was up against Idarsa's brown haired brother, Ikosa. Once in the ring, Goten looked round at the stands, amazed.

"Wow, there sure are a lot of people here." He said to himself.

"Yea, pretty unnerving, huh?" the older boy said as he watched Goten. Goten nodded, thinking the boy was being nice and the announcer started talking.

"Ready? Fight!"

Ikosa started throwing punches at Goten as hard and fast as he could. Goten blocked them all with a finger.

"Is that it? This is no fun!" the seven-year-old saiyan pouted before punching Ikosa hard in the face. The older boy flew backwards and landed hard on the floor.

"Ikosa's out cold! Goten's the winner!" the announcer yelled. Goten bowed to the crowed before walking back to Trunks.

Not long later, a red haired boy came running into the room Trunk and Goten were waiting in.

"You gotta come see this! This guy is amazing! You gotta come see!" he cried out before running back to the ring. Trunks and Goten exchanged glances.

"Should we go?" Goten asked. Trunks shrugged.

"Might as well. Might be a laugh." Trunks said as he got to his feet and led the way to the ring.

In the ring, a tall red-haired boy by the name of Isamu was breathing heavily. His opponent was half the size of him and in a casual stance with his fists raised and feet a shoulder length apart. He didn't look as warn out as Isamu. Nowhere near in fact. He looked like he had barely moved while Isamu looked like he just ran the 1500meters twice.

"What's going on?" Trunks asked a random kid who had been cheering.

"That guy, fighter M, he hasn't been hit once! Isamu is one of the fastest guys I know and he hasn't hit the guy once! It's like he was in slow motion when 'M' dodged him!" he said. Trunks nodded then looked back at the ring.

Fighter 'M' was wearing a red gi with a black training vest underneath and a black belt. His boots were black with a red strip round them. He wore a mask over his head that was black with a red 'M' on it.

Trunks stared at the fighter. He recognised that gi. He stared at it a few seconds then smirked. Goten looked at the smirk on his friends face.

"What? Trunks, what is it?"

His friend's question made Trunks's smirk widen as he kept an eye on M.

Isamu growled.

"I…dunno…how…you're cheating but…I'm still…gonna beat you!" he declared before he charged at M. M laughed before jumping high, over Isamu and landing into a spinning kick that hit the bigger boy out of the ring.

"That's a ring out! Fighter M, M-tech's prize fighter for the junior division, wins!" the announcer yelled. M shook his head before walking out of the ring.

Trunks watched him go.

"Looks like this won't be as bad as I thought."

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A/n: so, there you have it, the junior division has begun! Just who is this fighter 'M' and who does Trunks think he is? Find out next time!