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I want to sincerely thank Trugeta, Katana Midori-Fading Shadow, and animeprincess1452 all for reviewing! You're all really awesome, and words cannot express how grateful I am to each of you!

To Trugeta, chapter 8: 'Tis okay, dear author! Worry not about it! And thank you for the compliments! For I did work hard on the introduction of the two sisters, as well as the stadium descriptions. So I thank you for recognizing my hard work!

To Trugeta, chapter 9: I'm so glad that you're looking forward to the action! I hope you'll enjoy it, as well! Thanks again!

To Katana Midori-Fading Shadow: Yeah, I thought someone was going to recognize the old names. I was right! Also, yes, I was pre-typing a few of these chapters before I posted them, but this happens to be my last pre-written chapter...woe is me...

To animeprincess1452: Thank you! I hope, since you mentioned them, that you'll enjoy reading about the first rounds. I always value your good opinion! Thanks once again!

NOTE: Though some of the names for the humans in the preliminary rounds may not have been changed, the ways the fights proceed have been. Just a reminder!

Here you are, then...

Day One – Pan, Bra, and Demi

Pan

It was quite a while of waiting before Pan's turn finally came, but come it did, and the Saiyan girl was, needless to say, fully prepared. She had just been waiting to be called forward, checking the computer screen every so often in her anticipation.

"Pan!" At last, the announcer called out her name, and she gave him her full attention. "And Lane! Will our two ladies please come forward?" he spoke into the mic, and the two women nodded before heading out to the ring.

"Well, her opponent doesn't look like too much of a challenge," Goku remarked, and Vegeta gave him a sharp glance.

"Thank you for pointing out the obvious, Kakarot..." But the third-class dimwit did have a point. Lane, short and seemingly over-timid, couldn't even compete with Pan in confidence. Skill – or luck, whichever you'd like to accredit – had obviously favored Pan for this round.

Pan stared down at Lane. The poor younger woman was extremely nervous, and her attempts to hide this were futile. Sympathizing with her somewhat, Pan decided that she would go easy on her, while simultaneously making this a short fight. There was no need to draw it out.

"Contestants ready," the announcer began, and stepped back several feet to keep clear of the two ladies. Lane hesitantly fell into a fighting stance, though of course it was going to do her little good. "Fight!"

Lane simply stared up at Pan while the latter waited for her to make a first move. But after a moment of observing her countenance, Pan started to realize that she didn't have the bravery to do so. Why on earth did people like Lane even bother to participate in the first place?

With her patience dwindling, Pan decided to go ahead and make the first move, which turned out to also be the last. She lightly hit Lane, which was more than enough to send her crashing outside of the ring.

"Ring out, and in only a single hit! Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for Pan!"

The multitude was highly impressed! Frantic cries and shouts of fervor filled the air, and Pan grinned at the zeal in their conduct. Sure, it hadn't been very much of an effort, but the cheers for her made her feel rather proud all the same.

Before she began to head back to the sidelines and join the other fighters, she saw Chi-Chi and Videl wave proudly to her, and she returned the fond gesture.

Bra

"Bra and Mail! Please, come forward!"

Now it was the Saiyan Princess's turn to take the victory. And, as with Pan, it would be easy. Mail didn't seem to be anyone special. Just your typical human participator in the tournament, hoping to get noticed by women or to show off for his own appeasement.

Encouraging applause resonated for the both of them, as well as some extremely irritating calls at Bra from impolite men.

Goten couldn't help but notice this, and glared at the men that stood not three meters from him, too...er, annoyed to think that perhaps someone might notice his expression. Goku and Gohan, to be precise.

Goku and Gohan grinned knowingly at Goten, somewhat amused.

Bra and Mail stepped into the center of the arena, and faced one another with the utmost of rivalry, facing one another in their own competition of a bit of a glaring contest.

"Ready!" Once again, the announcer stepped back to give them space, and struck his hand down through the air for the signal. "Fight!"

Mail was the first to lash out, aiming a hard fist for Bra's face. The Saiyan Princess effortlessly held his hit back with her hand, allowing his fist to collide with her palm before kicking out at him and, in doing so, ending the match.

"It's another ring out, ladies and gentlemen! Bra takes the victory!"

Once again the amphitheater vibrated with cheers, and Bra headed back to the sidelines, quite satisfied with the job she'd done.

Demi

"Demi and Uma! Please step into the ring!"

Last but certainly not least, Demi and her opponent, Uma, headed into the center of the ring, where the latter fell into a fighting stance in order to prepare for the face-off.

Trunks allowed a small and proud smile to come to his lips as he watched. As usual, Demi hadn't gone into a fighting stance to counter her opponent, but that was her nature (besides there being no need when a half-Saiyan was opposing a human.) She stood patiently with her arms held at her sides.

Sena and Dea weren't bothering to watch the present match. The hostile impression that was constantly hovering between them and Demi created a general sense of nonstop conflict, as well as a veneer of nonchalance.

King Kai observed his students, and noticed the manner in which they stood, somehow staring away from the ring. He had a very good guess as to the reason of their sour expressions.

"Ready! Fight!"

Demi was intent on making this match a short one, as it was unnecessary to prolong it. And to her, the sooner this match was over and done with, the better. The minute that Uma tried to strike her in the chest, Demi grabbed her by the wrist, and gripped her with a painfully tight clench. Then, she threw her out to the side of the oval ring, sending her crashing outside the barriers.

"Ring out! Ladies and gentlemen, Demi is declared the winner!"

Once more, the crowd went wild in response to the victory they had just witnessed. They had seen that several of these fighters were incredibly strong, and it was worth cheering for.

. . . . . .

Evening came, which brought about the end of the first day's matches. As the other fighters filed back into the anteroom, Goku and his family and friends met up near the entrance. "So, guys, what do you say we go find the ladies and then get something to eat?"

They each glanced at one another for unanimous approval, and then nodded.

"Alright, then," Goku replied. "Let's go and see if we can meet them at the entrance."

They headed through the anteroom and then outside near the large, double doors of the amphitheater, where, sure enough, Bulma, Chi-Chi and Videl all stepped out. They caught sight of their families, and waved happily to them.

The three women approached their friends and family, all smiling. "That was an excellent job you guys did today," they praised. "We were sure you were going to win." Bulma gave her daughters (in-law) a proud nod.

"Thanks," they replied, Demi more expressionless than her sister-in-law.

"Well, now, why don't we go and grab a bite to eat?" Chi-Chi suggested, already recognizing the slightly eager look in her husband's eyes.

Goku grinned immediately and, taking his wife by the hand, proceeded back into the anteroom and to the restaurant to fill his ravenous Saiyan stomach.

"Videl?" Gohan held his arm out fondly for his wife to take, and she smiled at him as she linked her arm with his.

Bulma forced Vegeta to lead her in, in the same manner, wrapping her arm around his before he had a chance to protest. Smiling sweetly at him, she gave him no choice.

"Well?" Trunks grinned at Demi before grabbing her hand in a loving embrace, and the two followed shortly after the others.

Bra, Chain, Goten, and Pan were the only ones left, before Pan and Chain shrugged at one another and walked in.

'Okay,' Goten thought when he finally found an opportunity. 'Just say something to her...' "Um..." 'Boy I hope I'm not blushing right now, please...' "Do you want to go in, then?" And nervously, he held his arm out for Bra in a gentlemanly manner, apprehensive toward her reaction.

Bra glanced at his out held arm in uncertainty. Was he just trying to be nice, or...? Perhaps...?

Much to Goten's relief (and joy), Bra smiled at him and wrapped her arm around his. "Sure, let's go," she nodded.

Now more confident, Goten accompanied the lovely young lady inside, where they soon found the table where everyone else was seated.

The restaurant itself was, surprisingly, quite elegant, with dark, polished tables covered in maroon tablecloths with fancy candles and flowers placed in the middle. Bra took note of how nice the napkins and silverware was, not to mention some of the crystal wine glasses. Goten liked the way the lights were kind of low and hazy, it was a nice setting for -

"What the hell?" Goten, still quite nervous, promptly released Bra's arm. Luckily for him, she happened to understand...

"Vegeta," Bulma scolded, "watch your language."

"Yeah, Vegeta, watch your language," Chain smirked, and quietly sniggered alongside Pan.

"What's the matter with this menu? What is this, 'Eye of Octopus?'"

"Where?" Goku looked excitedly for the aforementioned dish.

"I want food, not monsters," he hissed, and Bulma rolled her eyes. Relieving, as well, that his upset hadn't actually been about Bra and Goten.

"What do you think looks good, then, Chain?" Pan asked.

"Maybe a sedative," she remarked, glaring at her father from over the very top of her menu.

When Goten and Bra sat down at the table with everyone else, they casually took up their menus, and tried to ignore the subtle, sly glances that Gohan and Videl shot them.

Not too far at the other side of the room, King Kai and his two students were already being served their drinks. The waiter handed Sena her water, Dea her beer, and King Kai his martini.

The instructor from Other World grinned at the tall glass of martini, rubbing his hands together, and then grabbed it to proceed drinking.

"So, what do you think? It looks like Demi's found some new friends, huh?" Sena said, leaning her arms on the table.

Dea shrugged before taking a sip from her mug of beer.

"They're actually a nice bunch once you get to know them," King Kai told them once he paused from his drink.

Sena just barely glanced at him to show him that she'd heard him before sipping her water...

Well, it took me a little while to write this, but at least I can say that I got it done. I hope you all liked it. Review!