Eight months.. I'm sure I've lost tons of readers but I just couldn't
figure out how to start this tournament, I'm sorry everyone who was lost to
me because of my terminal procrastination. But I did update so, please R&R.
thanks everyone.
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I don't own DBZ.
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It was the day of the World Martial Arts tournament, Gohan eagerly put on his gi, and for the first time in his life it was he who rudely woke Goten up.
"Rise and shine Goten!" He said, ripping the bed sheets off Goten.
"nnnoooo.." Goten whined, blindly reaching for the sheets.
"Fine then I guess we'll have to go to the World Martial Arts tournament without you." Gohan said, grinning.
Goten opened his eyes and then the next thing he turned into a blur. Gohan blinked and Goten was all dressed.
"No, Gohan, you wouldn't leave me, would you?" Goten asked, grabbing his brother's hand.
"Naw, who would eat my dinner when I wasn't looking?" Gohan assured him, ruffling Goten's hair.
They got up and went to the kitchen where his mother was cooking up a storm. Goten leapt to the table and ate his breakfast ravenously. Gohan had already eaten so he waited with his mother for his brother to finish. Soon all the food disappeared and Goten appeared by Gohan's side, full and happy.
"Alright boys, we're getting a ride with Bulma to the tournament, so let's go then." Chichi told them.
They nodded and they got out of the house.
"NIMBUS!" Goten called and soon the orange cloud arrived.
Goten and Chichi flew on Nimbus, while Gohan changed into The Great Saiyaman and flew alongside them. Gohan was starting to get really excited about the tournament, not only did he have his fighting to look forward to, he was anxious to see how well Videl would do against various opponents. When they arrived at Capsule Corp Gohan went straight into the gravity chamber that he knew Vegeta would be in.
'hmm this isn't all that hard, I wonder if I should push it in Vegita's face or maybe just let him find out for himself.' He thought as he saw SS Vegita training hard and struggling against the gravity.
"Ready for the tournament?" He asked in a sing song voice. "More than you are, boy." Vegita grunted, concentrating on his push-ups. "You probably have to go Super Saiyan three just to be in here.." he suddenly looked over at the grinning Gohan, still in the Saiyaman outfit.
He fell to the floor and widened his eyes.
"What?! I didn't think you actually trained after Super Saiyan three!" He said, mouth agape.
Gohan changed out of his Saiyaman outfit.
"Oh, I trained alright. Not only can I go to Super Saiyan three," he started.
He went Super Saiyan three.
"But I can do it at will and maintain it." He finished.
Vegeta didn't show himself being impressed but he grinned toothily.
"We'll just see about that in the tournament.." he said, eagerly, well.. eagerly for Vegeta.
Gohan switched out of Super Saiyan three and they went to go meet with the rest of the group in the plane.
"Hi Gohan!" his brother greeted him cheerfully before continuing to play Saiyaman action figures with Trunks, who merely nodded at Gohan.
Soon the plane took off and was on it's way to the tournament. But it was taking too long for him and he was restless. To pass the time he annoyed Vegeta, played action figures with Goten and Trunks, and told them stories about beating bad guys, which they mostly had already seen before on TV. Finally it became time for Gohan to get out of the plane and change into Saiyaman.
"See you guys later!" He said, jumping out of the plane and changing into Saiyaman.
His Saiyaman outfit had been altered slightly to meet qualifications in the tournament and the bandana ends kept slapping him in the face while he was flying but other than that it was alright. He was just glad to be flying, out of that plane, now he could go as fast as he wanted. Which he did. It only took him a little while longer to reach the island where the tournament was held. He landed in the central plaza and tried to avoid the hundreds of people around him gasping and pointing at him.
'That show has done nothing more than make me an attraction.' Gohan thought, embarrassed at the amount of attention he was receiving.
He went to register himself in the tournament first thing, he didn't want to bother with that later. Since he knew that she would be there early, being the champion's daughter and all, he started looking for Videl. It was easy, all he had to do was follow Hercule's loud voice, and she was there. Hercule, oddly enough, was wearing two casts on each of his arms, probably some publicity stunt. Videl was looking bored and kept looking at her watch. He suppressed his ki and went to stand besides her. She had not noticed him yet
"Hey." He said, grinning.
When she saw him her face immediately brightened.
"It's about time you get here!" she said, quietly so only he could hear. "I was stuck in a plane for awhile, do you want to leave him to his speeches?" Gohan asked, in an equally quiet tone.
She looked at him, as if she needed to answer, they quietly slipped away. They went to a secluded area where they could be alone.
"Are you ready for this?" He asked her, knowing most of this tournament would be simple for her.
Videl got a determined look on her face.
"Hell yeah!" she answered.
She took off his sunglasses and kissed him. He put his arms around her and they ended the kiss. She put the sunglasses on herself, they were way too large.
"Are YOU ready for this?" she mimicked.
"Hell yeah!" He mimicked in turn.
"Well they both seem ready." A voice said.
Gohan and Videl turned to find Sharpner and Erasa. They parted the embrace but Gohan still held onto her hand.
"Hey guys." She said. "Hi, we came to cheer you on, but I see you were a little busy, huh?" Sharpner said, lifting an eyebrow.
Erasa quickly cut in, "Have you guys registered yet?" she asked.
"Yup." Gohan replied, trying to take his sunglasses away from Videl.
She dodged him.
"Uh huh." She said, grinning at his half-hearted attempts.
"I think they're starting the qualification round soon." Sharpner said.
Videl looked at her watch.
"Yeah, in about five minutes, we better go!" she said, shoving Gohan's glasses back onto his face.
He fixed the position of his sunglasses.
"Yea, see you guys after the match!" He said, leaving with Videl.
They went to where the qualification round was being held and gasped at the amount of people to turn up. Apparently to qualify you had to get a high number on this punching bag machine. Punch, punch and they both qualified. Videl grinned when she remembered the looks on the monks' face's, priceless.
They had a lot of spare time before their tournament started, so they went to see the junior tournament, where Trunks and Goten were competing. It had been a pretty even match between them but in the end Trunks won.
"AND THE WINNER.. TRUNKS!!!" The announcer said.
He raised his arms in victory but soon lowered them as a strange look came upon his face, just for a second, then he went back to being Trunks.
'What was that?' he thought. He looked over to Videl, who hadn't noticed anything was wrong.
Maybe it was just him. Later when they went down to congratulate Trunks and Goten he decided to ask him.
"What was that in the ring after you won, you got an odd look on your face?" Gohan asked, unsure.
Trunks scrunched up his face.
"I..I'm not sure, I got a weird feeling. I don't know how to explain it." He said.
He thought for a second, trying to make sense out of it.
"It's like a feeling when you feel that there's something wrong with your body, like when you get a cold but you don't know it yet." He said with a puzzled look on his face.
This troubled Gohan, what could it be? He tried to reassure Trunks.
"I'm not quite sure what that was yet but I'll try to figure it out for you, alright?" He told him.
Trunks nodded, but looked distant. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thanks for reading, and thanks even more for reviewing. Sorry once again for the great period of leaving you, I now remember the greatness of fanfiction writing.
I don't own DBZ.
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It was the day of the World Martial Arts tournament, Gohan eagerly put on his gi, and for the first time in his life it was he who rudely woke Goten up.
"Rise and shine Goten!" He said, ripping the bed sheets off Goten.
"nnnoooo.." Goten whined, blindly reaching for the sheets.
"Fine then I guess we'll have to go to the World Martial Arts tournament without you." Gohan said, grinning.
Goten opened his eyes and then the next thing he turned into a blur. Gohan blinked and Goten was all dressed.
"No, Gohan, you wouldn't leave me, would you?" Goten asked, grabbing his brother's hand.
"Naw, who would eat my dinner when I wasn't looking?" Gohan assured him, ruffling Goten's hair.
They got up and went to the kitchen where his mother was cooking up a storm. Goten leapt to the table and ate his breakfast ravenously. Gohan had already eaten so he waited with his mother for his brother to finish. Soon all the food disappeared and Goten appeared by Gohan's side, full and happy.
"Alright boys, we're getting a ride with Bulma to the tournament, so let's go then." Chichi told them.
They nodded and they got out of the house.
"NIMBUS!" Goten called and soon the orange cloud arrived.
Goten and Chichi flew on Nimbus, while Gohan changed into The Great Saiyaman and flew alongside them. Gohan was starting to get really excited about the tournament, not only did he have his fighting to look forward to, he was anxious to see how well Videl would do against various opponents. When they arrived at Capsule Corp Gohan went straight into the gravity chamber that he knew Vegeta would be in.
'hmm this isn't all that hard, I wonder if I should push it in Vegita's face or maybe just let him find out for himself.' He thought as he saw SS Vegita training hard and struggling against the gravity.
"Ready for the tournament?" He asked in a sing song voice. "More than you are, boy." Vegita grunted, concentrating on his push-ups. "You probably have to go Super Saiyan three just to be in here.." he suddenly looked over at the grinning Gohan, still in the Saiyaman outfit.
He fell to the floor and widened his eyes.
"What?! I didn't think you actually trained after Super Saiyan three!" He said, mouth agape.
Gohan changed out of his Saiyaman outfit.
"Oh, I trained alright. Not only can I go to Super Saiyan three," he started.
He went Super Saiyan three.
"But I can do it at will and maintain it." He finished.
Vegeta didn't show himself being impressed but he grinned toothily.
"We'll just see about that in the tournament.." he said, eagerly, well.. eagerly for Vegeta.
Gohan switched out of Super Saiyan three and they went to go meet with the rest of the group in the plane.
"Hi Gohan!" his brother greeted him cheerfully before continuing to play Saiyaman action figures with Trunks, who merely nodded at Gohan.
Soon the plane took off and was on it's way to the tournament. But it was taking too long for him and he was restless. To pass the time he annoyed Vegeta, played action figures with Goten and Trunks, and told them stories about beating bad guys, which they mostly had already seen before on TV. Finally it became time for Gohan to get out of the plane and change into Saiyaman.
"See you guys later!" He said, jumping out of the plane and changing into Saiyaman.
His Saiyaman outfit had been altered slightly to meet qualifications in the tournament and the bandana ends kept slapping him in the face while he was flying but other than that it was alright. He was just glad to be flying, out of that plane, now he could go as fast as he wanted. Which he did. It only took him a little while longer to reach the island where the tournament was held. He landed in the central plaza and tried to avoid the hundreds of people around him gasping and pointing at him.
'That show has done nothing more than make me an attraction.' Gohan thought, embarrassed at the amount of attention he was receiving.
He went to register himself in the tournament first thing, he didn't want to bother with that later. Since he knew that she would be there early, being the champion's daughter and all, he started looking for Videl. It was easy, all he had to do was follow Hercule's loud voice, and she was there. Hercule, oddly enough, was wearing two casts on each of his arms, probably some publicity stunt. Videl was looking bored and kept looking at her watch. He suppressed his ki and went to stand besides her. She had not noticed him yet
"Hey." He said, grinning.
When she saw him her face immediately brightened.
"It's about time you get here!" she said, quietly so only he could hear. "I was stuck in a plane for awhile, do you want to leave him to his speeches?" Gohan asked, in an equally quiet tone.
She looked at him, as if she needed to answer, they quietly slipped away. They went to a secluded area where they could be alone.
"Are you ready for this?" He asked her, knowing most of this tournament would be simple for her.
Videl got a determined look on her face.
"Hell yeah!" she answered.
She took off his sunglasses and kissed him. He put his arms around her and they ended the kiss. She put the sunglasses on herself, they were way too large.
"Are YOU ready for this?" she mimicked.
"Hell yeah!" He mimicked in turn.
"Well they both seem ready." A voice said.
Gohan and Videl turned to find Sharpner and Erasa. They parted the embrace but Gohan still held onto her hand.
"Hey guys." She said. "Hi, we came to cheer you on, but I see you were a little busy, huh?" Sharpner said, lifting an eyebrow.
Erasa quickly cut in, "Have you guys registered yet?" she asked.
"Yup." Gohan replied, trying to take his sunglasses away from Videl.
She dodged him.
"Uh huh." She said, grinning at his half-hearted attempts.
"I think they're starting the qualification round soon." Sharpner said.
Videl looked at her watch.
"Yeah, in about five minutes, we better go!" she said, shoving Gohan's glasses back onto his face.
He fixed the position of his sunglasses.
"Yea, see you guys after the match!" He said, leaving with Videl.
They went to where the qualification round was being held and gasped at the amount of people to turn up. Apparently to qualify you had to get a high number on this punching bag machine. Punch, punch and they both qualified. Videl grinned when she remembered the looks on the monks' face's, priceless.
They had a lot of spare time before their tournament started, so they went to see the junior tournament, where Trunks and Goten were competing. It had been a pretty even match between them but in the end Trunks won.
"AND THE WINNER.. TRUNKS!!!" The announcer said.
He raised his arms in victory but soon lowered them as a strange look came upon his face, just for a second, then he went back to being Trunks.
'What was that?' he thought. He looked over to Videl, who hadn't noticed anything was wrong.
Maybe it was just him. Later when they went down to congratulate Trunks and Goten he decided to ask him.
"What was that in the ring after you won, you got an odd look on your face?" Gohan asked, unsure.
Trunks scrunched up his face.
"I..I'm not sure, I got a weird feeling. I don't know how to explain it." He said.
He thought for a second, trying to make sense out of it.
"It's like a feeling when you feel that there's something wrong with your body, like when you get a cold but you don't know it yet." He said with a puzzled look on his face.
This troubled Gohan, what could it be? He tried to reassure Trunks.
"I'm not quite sure what that was yet but I'll try to figure it out for you, alright?" He told him.
Trunks nodded, but looked distant. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thanks for reading, and thanks even more for reviewing. Sorry once again for the great period of leaving you, I now remember the greatness of fanfiction writing.