Breaking Chaos

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Chapter nine: Seeing

Left…right…left…right…left…right…left…

Gohan was busy in his gravity room doing one-handed pushups. To get the most out of it, he kept switching arms under the intense gravity. Suddenly, a timid knock was heard at the door.

Gohan got up and dabbed the little bit of sweat off his brow with the short sleeve of his clothing. Curious, he opened the door. Right in front of him was Goten, smiling as bright as the sun. There was also another visitor-Videl.

"Hi big brother!" Goten yelled cheerily. "Miss Videl lady person wants ta see you!"

"Thank you Goten." Gohan answered as he stepped out of the room and sealed it again. "Well, what can I do for you, Videl?"

Videl suddenly looked unusually apprehensive. "I um…you know how you do that thing?"

"I do a lot of things. What are you talking about?"

"Umm, you know how you can, you know…fly?"

"Yes, I can fly." Gohan held out his hands, wondering what she was trying to get at.

"Teach me how to do it!" Videl yelled, having gotten back her confidence and then some.

"Whoa, no need to yell."

"Sorry, it's just that…well, I don't know, it's cool?"

"And you think it'll help you in the upcoming tournament." Gohan finished.

Videl looked a bit sheepish. "Yeah…that's basically it."

Gohan smiled at her. "No problem Videl! I don't know if it'll do you any good, since I wasn't going to fly in front of anybody, but I'm long overdue to teach Goten anyways so you might as well learn as well!"

Goten stepped up in front of Gohan. "Gohan, you're not gonna teach us how to fly like how Mr. Piccolo taught you, are you?"

"No Goten, I'd never do that to you guys! Piccolo was just grumpy, that's all."

"Ok! Then me and Trunks can have more fun, since he already knows how to fly!"

"Alrighty then! Why don't you go over to that field there." Gohan started as he pointed to an area of land. "I'll catch up in a little bit, ok?"

Goten scampered off, singing.

Videl turned to Gohan and began speaking. "I can't believe you've only been at Orange Star for a month! It feels like I've known you forever!"

"It feels like forever to me too. Does anyone else at school know I'm entering the tournament with you?"

"I don't think so. Me, Sharpner, and Erasa know, but that's it. It doesn't matter, because everyone will know once all of this is over anyways. Unless…you're planning on using some sort of disguise?"

Gohan shook his head no.

"Now let's get moving on those lessons, Gohan! The tournament's only a week away and I need to learn how to fly!"

Gohan laughed as Videl shoved him from behind in her haste. "Alright, alright! I'm going already!"

Gohan lay in the cool grass as a brisk wind played with his spiky raven locks. He stared up into the sky with the bright sun raining down on him. Goten had achieved his very first flight quickly, and Videl followed on her first flight about an hour after. They were both experimenting with their newfound ability now. Goten was zipping around the sky as if he had been doing it his whole life, and Videl was valiantly, but unsuccessfully trying to catch him in their game of air tag. It was great practice for the both of them though.

Gohan closed his eyes as the peacefulness of the scene, added to the warm sun made him start feeling sleepy. Right there, in the middle of nowhere, he fell asleep. His slumber didn't go unnoticed though. Goten got bored and wanted to try his moves out on someone besides Videl. Someone who could really challege him. Not that Videl wasn't good or anything, but today was the first time she had used her ki, and she was quickly wearing down. Goten dropped to the ground lightly, and Videl followed, dropping into a heap on the ground.

"I'ma take break now Goten." She panted.

"Okie dokie Miss Videl lady person!"

"Just Videl will be fine."

"Okie dokie Just Videl!"

Videl rolled her eyes in exasperation.

Goten meanwhile, needed to wake up Gohan. His and Trunks' last attempt at giving him a rude awakening was unsuccessful, but out here in the open, there was no way Gohan could out-trick him! "I'll be right back Videl, I haveta go get something!" Goten yelled as he ran into the house. He zipped out a moment later with something and headed straight to the coldest stream he knew. Goten took his two buckets, which he had filled part-way with ice in the house, and filled both of them to the brim with the fresh water. As fast as he could go without spilling too much, Goten made his way back to the field they had been practicing over. He saw Gohan laying in the exact same position as before, and as quietly as he could, snuck up to him. He stood right over Gohan, before emptying the contents of a bucket.

"Ha ha! I got you…Gohan?" Goten looked at the space his brother had just been. Instead of a soaked body lying there, there was just a bunch of wet grass shining in the sunlight. "Gohan?" He suddenly spotted Gohan standing up just a little to his right. "Gohan! Hiii!"

"Why were you trying to soak me with ice water?"

"Cuz! You were being a sleepy head and I'm bored!" With that, Goten unexpectedly grabbed the second bucket and sloshed it all straight at Gohan. This time, it made a direct hit." Goten took one look at his brother and then broke out in uncontained laughter. He fell to the ground and started kicking as he laughed at Gohan's expression. Videl had seen the whole thing, and she was laughing hysterically as well.

Gohan just stood there in a freezing cold gi. His eyes were wide with shock. He looked down at the two dying of laughter, and a smirk came to his face. "Well if that's the way you're going to play…" Gohan flew away faster than the eye could see, and in a few seconds was back. He stood over Goten with a huge rock.

"Ack! Gohan don't squish me! I didn't mean anything, I-"

Goten was cut off as Gohan tipped the rock. Apparently, the boulder was mostly hollow, because a waterfall cascaded down on Goten's head from the top as Gohan adjusted the angle of the rock. Now there were two soaked Son boys.

Gohan dropped the boulder and gave a little grin. "Catch me if you can!" Was all he said before taking to the skies.

"Gohan!" Goten quickly followed upwards and tried to tackle his older brother in mid-air.

The boys continued to chase each other around with Videl happily watching from her position on the ground. Gohan would slow down, allowing Goten to come inches from catching him, before speeding off again.

Just then, an eerily familiar voice made itself known to Gohan.

'Hi-ya Gohan! It's been a while hasn't it?'

"Dad?" Gohan stopped his flight pattern immediately.

"Ha ha! I caught you Gohan! Gohan?" Goten looked up at Gohan's serious face and lack of response to him and wondered what was wrong.

"Dad? Is that…is that really you?" Gohan said aloud.

"No one else is here Gohan, it's just us!" Goten yelled at him.

'It sure is! Did you miss me?'

Gohan said nothing. He just continued to float with Goten clinging onto him.

'Anyways…King Kai told me you were entering the World Tournament this year! That's so cool! Well, the boss around here has agreed to let me come back to Earth for a couple days so I can fight in the tournament too! I can't wait to see everyone! King Kai said Vegeta was going too, so we might get our final rematch after all! Tell everyone I'll be back the day of the tournament, and that I miss them all and can't wait to see them! I hope you've been training Gohan, because I sure have! It'll be great to be back, even if it is only for a few days! Well, I have to go now. See you in a week! Bye Gohan!

"Dad, wait! I didn't get to tell you about…" Gohan stopped as it was clear Goku was no longer contacting him. "about Goten…" He finished as he looked down at the confused boy. "Dad's coming back, I have to tell mom!"

"What are you talking about Gohan? Who's coming baaaa- wheeeeee!" Goten broke off and screamed in delight as Gohan shot off and while Goten clung to his shirt and fluttered like a leaf.

"Mom! Dad just-"

"I know, he just contacted me! I guess it's up to us to find everyone else and tell them then. Yaaay! My Goku is coming back! Just wait until he's sees you two, he's in for the shock of his life! I didn't get a chance to tell him about Goten. And Gohan, he'll hardly recognize you! You're not a little boy anymore like when he left. I can't wait to see my Goku!" Chichi happily announced in a singsong voice. "Why don't you start with telling Bulma. You could let Goten play with Trunks then."

"Alright mom. Ready squirt?"

"Yaaay!"

"I take that as a 'yes'. Let's get going then."

The Son boys flew to the Brief's house, the younger of the two flying there for the first time ever. The flight took a little longer than it normally would have since Goten had only learned to fly a few hours ago and wasn't all that fast yet.

"Truuunks! Guess what!" Goten yelled through the house as he ran in, searching for his friend. "I flew to your house!"

"That's nice Goten. I could fly since I was four!"

"But Trunks, I am four!"

"Yeah, yeah, I gotcha."

Bulma walked into the living room with the three boys. "Hey, what bring you here?"

Gohan spoke up. "Dad just contacted me. He's allowed to come back for a little bit and compete in the tournament next week."

"The tournament is next week? …WHAT! Goku's coming back! When?"

"He's coming back on the day of the WMAT."

"This is great! I really have missed him. He was always a kid at heart, even when he was all grown up." Bulma sighed at old memories.

Off to the side, Goten and Trunks had decided to have a 'my-daddy-can-beat-your-daddy contest.

"Hey Gohan?" Bulma asked. "Why are you drenched?"

"Goten."

Bulma nodded in understanding of his one-word answer. Suddenly, Vegeta walked into the room looking as mad as anything.

"Woman. Why are you talking about the imbecile Kakkarot."

"Oh hi dear. Goku's just coming back to compete in the tournament next week. That's all." Bulma stated as if it were no big deal just to irk her husband. It worked.

"What! Why didn't you tell me before!"

"I just found out Veg."

Vegeta gave a death glare and then stormed out of the room, no doubt to train even harder for the arrival of his sworn adversary.

"Oh crud." Gohan suddenly said. "I forgot about Videl!" He grabbed Goten and used instant transmission to get them back to Videl as soon as possible. When he appeared before her though, she was sound asleep in the grass. "Hey Goten, I'm going to take Videl home, why don't you go back to the house and then we'll finish telling everyone about dad coming back, ok?"

"Okie dokie Gokie!"

Gohan gave him a strange look, and then proceeded to lift the sleeping form of Videl and fly over to Satan city.

The alarm went off out of the blue, abruptly breaking Gohan from his dream world. He flailed his arms, and as per usual, ended up flopping on the floor. Groggily, he shoved himself up and smacked his hand around the top of his desk, searching for the alarm so he could shut it off. He finally found the off button and immediately dropped back down to the floor in the midst of his sheets. Gohan couldn't remember why he had set his alarm for so early, but he had a nagging feeling that it was something very important…

"Gohan Gohan Gohan Gohaaaan! Wakie wakie, we're gonna be late! Trunks and a bunch of strange people are all outside!"

The tournament. Today was the tournament. The day his father would temporarily return. Gohan hastily flung his bedding away from him and zipped to the closet where his prized gis were. He took out the various blue and orange pieces and rushed to the bathroom, nearly slamming the door behind him. Gohan showered quickly, and then dressed so fast that the clothes seemed to put themselves on. After that, he flew down to the kitchen where he knew breakfast would be waiting. He only entered an empty kitchen though. He walked outside where everyone else was, quite confused.

"Mom? What happened to breakfast?"

"We don't have any." She replied calmly.

Gohan nearly freaked. Fortunately, Chichi continued her explanation.

"We'll all be eating at the stadium. The fighters have the all-you-can-eat buffet, and the rest of us have concessions."

"Oh." Gohan looked through the window of their house to look at a clock inside. It was only 5 A.M. "Well let's hurry up and go! I'm hungry." His comment was backed up by a loud growl coming from his stomach.

The rest of the Z gang present sighed. Killen decided to make a not-so-witty comment. "Saiyans will be Saiyans I guess."

"I'm hungry too mommy!" Goten spoke up.

Bulma popped open a capsule with a large air bus. "Everyone aboard! I don't care if you all can just fly there, we're going to travel in style!"

"So Gohan," Krillin started as they boarded. "I bet you can't wait to see Goku. I know I can't!"

"…uh…yes?"

Krillin gave him a strange look. "Well you certainly don't sound excited."

"Just nerves I guess. I haven't seen him since I was as short as you!"

Krillin mock-glared at the six-foot sixteen-year-old. Gohan grinned down at him, but then went back to the expression he had on his face before. He looked like he was struggling with a mix of grief, joy, and anger at the same time. His face changed a little bit to lean more towards one emotion every once in a while as he sorted through his feelings, but the mixed up expression was prevalent.

"Are you going to be ok little buddy?" Krillin sincerely asked.

"Yeah, I'll be fine Krillin, thanks." Gohan answered practically monotonously.

Gohan sat in the window seat and was the only one in the row. Everyone could clearly see he was struggling with some inner problem, and other than Krillin, no one really wanted to be the one to break the ice.

"Ok people!" Bulma announced. "We're right over the island, so we'll be landing in just a minute!"

"Good, you and your infernal machine took too long already!" Vegeta yelled up to Bulma.

"Oh hush! Now," Bulma continued, "for those of you participating, you all remember the rules, right?" No one answered. "Fine, here we go again. There will be no flying, unless it's just a little bit to help you out that no one in the audience will notice. There will also be no super Saiyans, and no ki blasts. Everyone got it?"

A mumbled response was given.

The descent of the vehicle was felt by all, and they landed smoothly on a helicopter pad. The crew filed off, and Bulma re-capsulized the ship. The large group headed towards the main gates. They were just about to separate into the group of fighters and the group of spectators, when a familiar voice rang out.

"Hello! I'm baa-aack!"

As one, the group turned around to face the figure that had just appeared behind them. A second of silence followed, before a multitude of voices yelled one word. "Goku!" All but five beings ran forward to greet their long lost friend.

The orange-clad man laughed heartily as he tried to have several conversations at once. "Yeah, I missed you too! Oh, I know this will be a tournament to remember! I can't wait to catch up with you either!" He suddenly paused. "Hey, where's Gohan?" He searched the many faces surrounding him, and did not see his little boy anywhere. Since he was pretty tall, he looked over the heads of those seemingly trying to suffocate him and spotted five people. Eighteen, Vegeta, Piccolo, and… two younger versions of himself? Goku easily walked forward to inspect the strange copies. He looked over at his tearing wife for an answer.

"That little one is Goten. He's your second son- he was born after you…after you died."

Goku looked down at the little boy and smiled. "Hi! My name is Goku! I'm your dad!"

Goten was clinging to Gohan's pants shyly. Once he saw the bright and irresistible smile of his father, Goten immediately let go of any reserve and attacked Goku with a hug. Goku swung him around once, before letting Goten slip back down to the ground. Goku then looked up at the other person.

The man stared back at him with wide eyes.

Goku looked at the familiar man with unblinking eyes.

The two continued to stare at each other in silence- Gohan suddenly unable to form a coherent sentence, and Goku trying to figure out why the other man looked so familiar.

It was Chichi who finally made it possible for Goku to figure out who the man was. As the two stared at each other, she positioned herself off to the side where she was looking at a profile view of both her husband and son. She flipped her head back and forth between the two. "Wow! I never realized it before, but if it wasn't for the hair, you two could almost pass as identical twins!

Bulma moved to the opposite side as Chichi. "Whoa. Freaky."

"Gohan?" Goku asked, astonished.

Gohan blinked. "…Hi dad."

Goku's eyes widened further than anyone had ever seen before.

"Gohan? Are you sure that's you?"

"Yeah dad. I'm sure."

Goku let out a low whistle. "Wow, who knew five years could make such a difference! You're as tall as me!"

Goku and Gohan just continued to size each other up, when Goku felt a tugging at his right pant leg.

"Carry me daddy!"

"Alright Goten." Goku said as he pulled his son up by the arms and swung him up.

"Cawy me too mistah!"

Goku looked towards the source of the voice. "Who are you?" He asked the blonde pig-tailed girl now in Eighteen's arms.

"I'm Mawwon!"

"That's mine and Eighteens daughter Marron." Krillin spoke up."

"You and…wow! I really have missed a lot! Next thing you'll be telling me is Gohan found a new level of Super Saiyan!"

"Not exactly dad, I-"

"Turned into a helpless weakling!" Vegeta interrupted. He then continued on in a dark laugh.

Goku and Gohan looked at Vegeta questioningly.

"What are you talking about Vegeta?" Goku asked.

"In these times of peace, your stupid brat has slacked off and has become weaker than before he fought Cell! That's why he won't fight me! He's afraid to show how weak he is!"

Simultaneously, Goku and Chichi yelled at Vegeta. "He's not weak/ He's not stupid!"

Everyone turned to look at the teen in question.

"Or I don't want to fight you because I don't want to blow everything up." Gohan stated almost mockingly. He turned to everyone else. "Don't worry, I've trained. Believe you me, I've trained."

Suddenly, a crackling sound came from above them. They looked up at a speaker attached to a tall pole and tried to make out what was being said. The sound shut off quickly and then came back on with a clear sound.

'Registration tables are now open. All fighters please make your way to the designated area. I repeat. Registration tables are now open. Competitors please make your way there.'

The group said their goodbyes quickly, and split. Gohan, Goku, Vegeta, Piccolo, Krillin, and Eighteen went to register, and Bulma, Chichi, Yamcha carrying Marron, Master Roshi, Goten, and Trunks went to the stands.

Goten and Trunks trailed behind their mothers though. Much to their displeasure, they were not being allowed to enter the tournament. Since they were so young, they would only be allowed to enter the Junior tournament, but being half-Saiyan and having trained, Bulma and Chichi didn't want either of the boys to accidentally hurt someone. They sulked and tried to walk as slow as possible, but weren't able to get too far away before their mothers yelled at them. They made it to the stands and slid into their seats with immense frowns on their faces. From their seats, they could see the end of a huge mob of people who were trying to get into the tournament to compete for the grand prize.

'Ladies and Gentlemen!' The blonde haired and sunglasses-clad announcer suddenly said. 'While our adult competitors register, please direct your attention to the ring where we will be shortly holding the Junior World Tournament! These fine kids may someday be good enough to contend with the greatest fighters in the world, but for now, they're going to duke it out amongst themselves to find out who's the best kid martial artist! We have our competitors already selected, so without any further wait, here are your junior competitors!'

Sixteen kids and young teens trailed out to stand momentarily in the ring before heading back to their own waiting room. The announcer called out the first two who would be fighting and started the match.

Trunks looked on bored, thinking about how easily he could have crushed both of the other kids. If he and Goten had been allowed to enter, the competition probably would have been narrowed down to them for the final match. He supposed it wouldn't have been much fun anyways. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. He straightened up in a flash as his idea formed in his head. Trunks started to squirm a whole bunch, waiting for his mom to notice.

"Trunks? Are you alright over there?" Bulma inquired.

"Mom! I'm gonna poop myself! I haveta go now!"

"Ok, just let me get my purse and I'll show you where the restrooms are."

"No that's ok! I'll find them! Goten can help me! Come on Goten, let's go!" Trunks grabbed Goten by the wrist and proceeded to drag him out of their row in the stadium.

"Ew! Trunks! I don't wanna go poop with you!" The young Son child complained. "It's smelly!"

"We're not going to the bathroom you dolt!"

"Oh. Then why did you say we were?"

"I lied! I just needed an excuse to leave for a long time! You see those people over there?" Trunks asked as he pointed to a large mob of people. Goten nodded. "Those are the people that are trying to enter the adult competition. That's where we're going!"

"We're not adults though Trunks!"

"That's why we're going to pretend we are Goten! Lot's of people are wearing disguises. All we have to do is get a disguise, and then I can stand on your shoulders and we can fight in the adult tournament with my dad and your dad and brother!"

"Ooooh." Goten nodded in understanding. "And then we can fight?" He asked excitedly.

"Yep."

"Yay!"

The young boys quickly trod over to a group of strange looking adults. They were all bragging about how cool they looked in their outfits, and how everyone was going to want to dress just like them when they won. Trunks scanned over them briefly before finding someone wearing what would be the perfect disguise for them. He walked up to the strange man and did his best to look sad and innocent.

"Excuse me mister. I was walking and I lost my mommy. Can you help me find her? I think she was going to the souvenir shop."

The man looked down on Trunks. "Get lost kid." He said gruffly.

Trunks was determined to get the man's costume though. "Pwweeese! I can give you some money! My mommy's real rich mister!"

The man looked down at Trunks again. This time though, there was a decidedly greedy glint in his eyes. "Why sure little boy. I will help you." He said slowly, like a really bad actor. He put his large hand behind Trunks' head and gave him a little push in the right direction before leading him through the crowd to a large souvenir shop.

"Here you are kid. Now where's my money?"

"My mommy has it. Come with me to find her, she'll pay you!" Trunks led the man through the store to where there were some dressing rooms where people were trying some things on. He looked under the door of one of the rooms before standing up excitedly. "She's in that one mister! I'll go get her, ok? Don't leave mister!"

"Oh I won't kid."

Trunks pulled open the door to an empty room, and faster than the man could comprehend, Trunks had knocked him out and shoved him in the room. He quickly ran and got a large T-shirt and some big shorts in the shop and pulled out a wad of money. He paid for the clothing, and then ran back to the unconscious man. Trunks deposited the clothes on the ground next to the man and then proceeded to take his costume. Trunks walked out of the dressing room triumphantly and presented Goten with their new disguise. The two boys went into another empty room and quickly slipped the huge robe on. Trunks had positioned himself on top of Goten, so he put the weird mask on. They walked out as discreetly as possible, although their apparel and apparent lack of coordination did get them some strange looks.

"Trunks, I can't see! How am I supposed to know where to go?"

"Just poke some eye holes or something!"

Goten stopped walking and then jabbed his finger through the brown cloth twice. "Trunks?"

"Yeah?"

"I still don't know where to go."

Trunks sighed. "Turn left." Trunks continued to lead Goten back to the registration area. There were still a lot of people there.

Gohan stood in line impatiently. They had been waiting in a crowd of people for a while now, and they hadn't so much as budged an inch. Suddenly a huge roar went up from the front of the crowd, and an all too familiar voice carried across the sea of people.

"Oh yeah! It is I! The world champion! Defeater of Cell! Your savior!"

If anything, the appreciative roar became even louder as Hercule made his grand entrance.

"Oh yeah! Give it up people! Let's hear a little noise!"

The yelling grew louder yet.

Goku was confused though. He tried to yell over the volume of the crowd to figure out what was going on. "Hey Gohan! Why is that guy saying he beat Cell! You did!"

"That's the guy who took credit for beating Cell!" Gohan yelled back. Fortunately, no one around them seemed to notice what was being said, as they were too busy screaming and trying to move forward to get a glimpse of Hercule.

Gohan stood on his toes and saw Hercule holding his hands up for peace. Once the crowd has silenced enough, Hercule began talking again.

"I, the champion, will now set a new record for the punching machine! I hope some of you can at least come close to this! Aaaaaaaaaaah HAAAAAAA!" Hercule lurched forward and punched with all his might. A second later, a number of 132 popped up on a digital screen. "Ha! A new record!" Hercule placed his hands on the champion belt secured around his waist confidently as he strutted out of the crowd and headed towards his personal quarters, given to him as the reigning champion.

As one, the Z-fighters sighed. At least the line would start moving now that Hercule had 'officially' started the 'preliminaries'.

Gack! This chapter did not want to end! 4,700 words just counting the story part! Up there was the first decent spot I found!

Hmmm, it seems that lots of people are having strange weather! When I got Monday, it started sleeting, but it only lasted for a couple of minutes. A few hour later though, it started to hail! As in actual hail! Which I haven't seen since I was like, seven! 'bout a quarter inch in diameter too. I am thoroughly weirded out. It's supposed to be in the seventies this weekend though-which ROCKS because we're going to Kings Island this weekend for band contest! Whooo hoooo! Anyone else going?

And I will NOT get stuck with a bunch of people who are deathly afraid of any ride over three feet tall again! Whoo! Roller coasters! Roller coasters! Roller coasters! Yay! Yay band too! Flute power! (But not Piccolo power. I hate the Piccolo. I can't make that piece of crap play in tune worth gum wrappers…and I have to play the Piccolo too. At least I know why our favorite green dude was named Piccolo. EVIIIIIL! And as soon as I can play it without making someone's ears bleed, the Piccolo will turn good. Yup.)

Review Responses:

Miroku-has-darkness-Happens to all of us.

Jin Kaizer-Wow. I am amazed. You really think this is that good? Sweet!

CW-Merci! Yeah, look what Trunks did now!

Krypto- Ah zhank yu, zhank yu! I'm glad you like how I got him to the tournament! I love finding new ways of doing things!

Hmmm, it seems the weather is coming from a northwestern origin then…craaaaaazy things, I'm telling ya!

Marshmellow Dragon- alla de snow is melted now though!

Mr. Satan says thank you for the bandaids. He now requests some ACE bandages, an eye patch, and maybe a couple of ice packs.

Eeep! AP test in six days! I'm dooooomed!

Coriel-hi! I'm gonna go work on the next chapter now!

Anime-Ronin- Yeah, I always thought the Saiyaman suit-thing would look fine without all the crap on it. Is it warm in Texas? I like warm. Lemme get my bike from the garage…Texas, here I come! I'll only take me uh….a few months to pedal down there! Yeah! I need a car…and a license…

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Shukumei no Kagi- Ooooh! I take it you're from Ohio too? Hi fellow Ohioan! Death to the weather! Burn it on the stake! He he, I thought the same thing about the bugs! Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to have had an effect on the insect population. Darnit!

Blargher-tee hee. Thanks!

Chibi Tsuki- It is here! The next installment! Now I must go work on the next one so the tournament can actually get started!

Luna's Meow- Well thanks! And about your other question, well, I just meant that I'm not going to be writing romance in this fic, that's all.

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And that is all! Hey, I did surpass my first fic in reviews! Yeaaaah! Now all I need is six more to get me to 100! My first story with 100 reviews! I'm so excited! Now, who wants to be my one hundredth reviewer? Anyone? I hope it's a good one. If it's a flame I will seriously cry!

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