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To Trugeta: I provoked it? Ah, rats... But, thank you for the compliment! Dende playing fate...that's such a good way to put it! Though you are right, he'd better hope that he doesn't get found out. Or heads would roll. And as for the guess about the Lucky Man, that was good! But I'm telling whether you're right or not...(Sneaky me!)

To Spring Rain of Harusame: Rats...another one... Oh, anyway! Well, sorry, but I can't tell you who the Lucky Man is... I'm saving it for later. Thank you, though, and I hope you enjoy the chapter!

To animeprincess1452: I'm so glad that you enjoyed it! Thank you! I hope you like this chapter, as well. It should be (slightly) longer, if I'm correct...Thanks again!

To Katana Midori-Fading Shadow: Yay! Somebody didn't mind about the shortness of the chapter! Thank you! Yup, Mother almost always knows best! I miss...my Mommy!

Now! Chapter...

Day Two – Gohan and Trunks

Gohan

After several matches that took place between a few humans, Gohan's name was at last called out by the announcer. "Gohan!" He promptly gave the announcer his attention. "And Link! Please step forward!"

The half-Saiyan headed out to the center of the arena, glancing at his opponent, Link. The slightly taller human was more well-built than he was, but, as Gohan knew, appearances were deceiving. And that Link would find out...

Gohan gazed up to the stadium seats where he saw Bulma, Chi-Chi, and Videl waving excitedly to him. He allowed a small grin to spread across his face as he nodded to them.

The competitors headed to the center of the ring, where they faced each other readily. Link fell into a fighting stance while Gohan simply clenched his fists, holding his arms in a skillfully relaxed but simultaneously tensed manner at his sides. His expression was now fully focused and serious as he looked into the human's eyes.

Pan observed them, and knew that her father's look was one of a man who was wisely confident and aware.

The announcer nodded to the two glaring rivals, and stepped back a few yards, once again cautious not to get caught in the way. "Competitors ready!" he announced, and struck an arm down through the air for the signal. "Fight!"

And, without hesitating so as to finish the easy match, Gohan lightly brought his fist into his opponent's forehead, which, as Link soon found out, was more than enough to send him clear out of the oval arena.

Gohan waited patiently, arms held at his sides again, while the announcer ran over to inspect what was left of poor Link. "Incredible! It's a ring out and a K.O. in one, ladies and gentlemen! Such strength! Let's hear it for Gohan!"

And the cheers rang out for the demi-Saiyan who truly deserved the enthusiastic and optimistic reaction of the crowd. He gave them all a small and appreciative wave before heading back to the side of the platform, where a smiling father and daughter complimented him proudly.

Trunks

"Our next fighters are Trunks and Pilate! Please step up!" the announcer said into the mic, and Trunks nodded as he stepped out to the center of the ring.

Trunks' opponent was certainly in no way going to be difficult to defeat. That overconfident composure of his was going to get him into trouble sooner than he realized.

Demi subtly smiled as she watched her husband step out to the fighting grounds, holding her elbows in a manner comparable to crossing her arms. She loved to watch her husband fight more than almost anything else...

Bulma studied her son's expression, and she noticed that Trunks' glare was remarkably like Vegeta's. She ought to know, too. She waited patiently for the start of the match.

"Ready!" The announcer stepped back. "Fight!" Again, he chopped his hand down through the air, and the son of the Saiyan Prince waited for his rival's first move, arms folded over his chest.

Pilate came charging at Trunks, fist held out in a striking blow. The moment he attempted to hit him in the face, the strong half-Saiyan held his palm up in defense, catching his opponent's hand in a painful, crushing grip.

Before Pilate could possibly register anything else, Trunks lifted his other hand and struck the human across the face, sending him flying straight out to the grass surrounding the platform.

For a second time, the announcer had to jog his way over to observe Pilate's pathetic form, and grinned once he'd found out just what he needed to know. "Unbelievable, folks! It's another ring out and K.O. in one! I tell you these competitors are amazing!"

Another booming cry from the onlookers seated in the stadium, and Trunks headed back to the side of platform to wait out the remainder of the day's matches.

The audience was more impressed now than ever! These fighters were absolutely amazing, and several hundred of the onlookers began to murmur excitedly to one another, wondering and hoping that perhaps those truly powerful contestants would face off against one another in the finals.

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