"Dragonball AS: 32nd Budokai Saga"

Chapter 37- "Deciding Battle"

By- Tiny

Kimuchi didn't know how long he had been in the tank, but when he opened his eyes as the healing fluid rushed out the first thing he saw was his mother's worried face gazing at him. No sooner had the tank opened up than the human woman wrapped her arms around her son's body, completely ignoring the fact that all he was wearing was a pair of underwear. The small Saiya-jin could feel the air being cut off from his lungs as her grip tightened, and everyone laughed as his face turned blue.

"Oh, my little boy!" Reyna cried, "Are you okay? Nothing's broken is it? Are you sure your okay?"

"I'm fine Mom," Kimuchi gasped, "But can you please let go before I suffocate?"

"Oh, sorry!" the human woman giggled, "Guess I forgot to let up, huh?"

"You forget a lot of things, woman," Raditz nodded, "That was some match son. You did your old man proud out there."

"Thanks Dad," Kimuchi smiled, "It wasn't easy though!"

"I could see that!" Goku chuckled, "Where did you learn that last move, though? I know none of us could've taught it to you?"

"I learned it for myself, Uncle Kakarot," Kimuchi grinned, "I figured out a way to tap into my Oozaru potential and draw it out at any given time. Quite a handy trick, wouldn't you say?"

"The kid's not lying there!" Goku smiled, "If all of the kids have this kind of potential, then we'll be in big trouble when they're a little older!"

Kimuchi continued to talk up a storm with the older fighters as they all congratulated him on his victory in the tournament, but suddenly went silent as could be in an instant. His eyes narrowed and the young boy gazed out the doorway of the infirmary as his ki rose a little bit.

"It's happening," the young Saiya-jin muttered, "The match has finally started."

"Medon and Apio started to fight almost ten minutes ago," Gohan smiled, "What do you mean started?"

"They've gone to full power," Kimuchi smirked, "Guess I won't be going to the finals this time...."

"Full power?" Raditz mused, "But that means...oh crap...."

"That's right, Dad," Kimuchi nodded, "Super Saiya-jin."

The crowd had now seen the transformation to the second level several times, so it wasn't such a shock when these two new competitors transformed as well. Still, the shock that came with their rapid movements and incredible speed was always enough to daze the spectators, not to mention some of the fighters.

Medon delivered a swift roundhouse kick to his younger opponent's head, knocking the son of Diive down a few feet. Apio was quick to recover, however, and retaliated by slamming a fist into his older friend's ribcage. Blood spewed out of the young man's mouth as he lurched over in pain, leaving himself open to the hammer blow that Apio brought down on his neck.

Rubble flew up out of the arena as Videl tried desperately to break out of Krillin and Yamcha's grip, leaving most to believe that Medon was down for the count. Even Apio was confident that he had put the older boy's lights out, but freaked out when a pair of strong arms pulled him into a strangle hold. The young man tried desperately to pull himself out of the hold, but the arms around him were far too strong to break.

"How did you pull that one off?" Apio growled, "I should've sensed you coming!"

"Having Son Goku as your grandfather and Raditz is your great uncle!" Medon snickered, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"I'll show you uncomfortable!" Apio growled, his aura flaring out, "Solar Flare!"

A blinding flash of light filled the stadium, instinctively drawing Medon's hands up to his eyes, exactly as Apio had planned. Using the older Saiya-jin's momentary distraction to his advantage, the son of Diive delivered a roundhouse kick to the side of Medon's head, knocking him sideways about four yards before slamming a fist into the older boy's middle and landing. Medon's energy was getting lower, Apio could sense that, but it was still not enough and the young boy felt as though he was already doomed.

"That was quite a little trick, kiddo," Medon smirked, "Still, you'll have to do much better than that if you want to defeat me!"

"You think your such a hotshot, don't you Medon?" Apio growled, "Just cause your older than me doesn't mean that you're going to win! Strength isn't everything!"

"You're just saying that cause you're weak!"

Apio growled with frustration and launched himself at his older, more powerful counterpart only to get an elbow slammed into his neck. The force of the blow send the young boy skidding across the tiled arena floor, coming to a halt just before he fell out of the ring and lost the match. Medon smirked at his handiwork, relishing in the fact that he was beating the younger boy so easily as he watched Apio attempt to stand up.

"I wouldn't move if I were you," Medon chuckled, crossing his arms, "It'll make your defeat a lot less painful."

"Screw...you," Apio heaved, "I will not...give up. Especially....to the son of a low-class idiot!"

"How dare you!" Medon growled, his aura flaring wildly, "My grandfather is not an low-class idiot! He's the strongest Saiya-jin in existence!"

"My father say's Goku is a low-class idiot who lucked out as far as power goes," Apio taunted, satisfied with watching Medon fume, "My grandfather was the general of the entire Saiya-jin army at one time. Your grandpa can't say something like that, can he?"

"I SAID SHUT UP!!!" Medon screamed so loud it shook the stadium, also striking some of the people temporarily deaf.

The young boy's golden aura flared out wildly out around him and anyone who was a fighter could sense his power spike all around him. Blue bolts of lightning shot out all around his body as Medon's short hair began to grow, reaching just below his neck in a matter of seconds as the fans watched in wonder. The young boy's muscles bulged tremendously, ripping his gi in several places as he sprouted about six inches in height.

"I can't believe what I'm seeing," Chive gulped from the sidelines, "He's only eight years old for goodness sakes!!!"

Everyone else was equally baffled as the son of Gohan's hair finally stopped growing, stopping just at his knees but his power continued to grow. As the boy's power grew so did his body, increasing in size another six inches before finally coming to a stop as his eyebrows disappeared and protruded outwards a bit. The arena trembled under this radical upheaval of power, cracking in several places as Apio gulped heavily.

"I guess this means I lose...."

"Your damn right it does!" Medon roared, launching himself at the younger boy.

Apio moved as fast as he could to avoid the enraged boy before him, but he was no match for the speed of the freshly ascended Medon. The older boy's fist collided with Apio's ribcage, knocking the younger boy clean out of the ring and into the stadium seats, leaving a good sized crater in the seats. Medon's wild golden aura died down at his opponent smashed into the seats, but he remained at the third level regardless. Everyone in the seats was baffled at how quickly and effortlessly Medon had put an end to the match, despite the earlier struggle between the two boys.

"Well you saw it with your own two eyes ladies and gentlemen, Medon is the winner by ring-out!" Bardock cheered, "If everyone will give us about an hour to get set up, we'll be ready for the semi-finals."

Nobody in the crowd said a word, as most were still far too stunned by the latest match to even close their gaping mouths. Bardock took that to mean they agreed, however, and went into the ring to talk with his great-grandson.

"That was a fine job you did kiddo," Bardock smiled, "I'm certain that your parents are very proud of you."

"Thank you, Grandpa Bardock," Medon grinned, dropping out of the third level, "It was nothing, really."

"If that was nothing, then I pity my grandson," Bardock gulped, "Kimuchi is going to get clobbered!"

NEXT TIME: With the semi-finals about to start and Medon freshly transformed it's a pretty safe bet who will win the match, or is it? Goken and Boxer both possess incredible skill for their age, as does Kimuchi, and the young son of Raditz also has his Oozaru Fury technique at his disposal. Which of these four Saiya-jin has what it takes to win the junior competition? Find out in the next installment of Dragonball AS!!!!!!