A/N: Sorry it has been so long! Hurricanes, and school, and... Yeah. Again, sorry. And thanks for all the reviews! I have more reviews than posted chapters... Makes me and sis feel so proud! That's new for me... :')
Ch.15
AIko elbowed him sharply, and Zjun snickered again. After the announcer had moved on, they noticed a pair of strangers off to the side.
"Who're they?" Zjun wondered as they came up and the shorter, purple skinned one started talking to Goku. Aiko shrugged. Zjun suddenly swung at Aiko. Startked, she powered up, almost to Super Saiyan (in fact, her hair and eyes flickered color for a moment, and she sparked before going back to normal) and she blocked. The backfire of her energy sent Zjun tumbling, as he hadn't powered at all.
Unaware of the taller red person watching her, she powered all the way down and helped her brother to his feet while apologizing.
"Owww... You're too skittish!" Zjun complained, rubbing his butt. Aiko grinned at him.
"Let's go, the elimination is about to start." Vegeta warned. The two strangers were gone.
The elimination was simple; all you had to do was punch a machine that looked like a sideways scale. The top twenty people would compete in the tournament. The line was huge, and pretty soon Aiko heard the sounds of the junior tournament beginning. Trying to remain patient, Aiko wondered how Trunks was doing.
'Well, he does have his father in him.' she mused. Finally, it was her turn up. Goku had advised them to hold back because they didn't want to reveal themselves.
Aiko frowned as she heard jeers from the other fighters.
"She's just a baby! If she gets above a forty, I'll eat my shorts!" was among them, and most prominent. Aiko knew she wasn't large, or tall, or strong looking, but the term 'baby' was a bit much!
Aiko faced the machine. Vegeta had knocked away another machine out of spite, and this one looked rather shabby. Aiko knew that if she contained herself, people would think it was a fluke. She smirked.
"All right. Aiko Tomi, isn't it? Ready?" Aiko nodded, and recieved the signal. Winding her arm back only a little and letting it fly, she pulled back at the last moment. But not too much. The machine slid a few meters. Ignoring her brother's piqued muttereings, Aiko leaned against a wall.
Soon the elimination was over, and they could watch the end of the junior tournament. Not surprisingly, Trunks won. But it was a close call, as Goten was his oponnent.
Soon after that, the fighters in the actual tournament were announced. Aiko wasn't particularly startled to hear that she'd made it in. Drawing her number, she announced it as No. 17. She'd get to fight Krillin ninth fight. Zjun got some pushover in the first round.
It took an hour to get everything settled. Then the announcer appeared to relay the first fight. "This one is Zjun Tome against Si-bad L.! Ready? Go!"
Ch.16
When Zjun stepped int the ring, he was grinning like an idiot. He was confident in his stregth. He only wished he could go Super and really beat the guy into oblivion... Oh well. His opponent walked into the ring right behind him.
"You're going down, little boy!" Si-bad taunted. Zjun's grin faltered- it mutated to a smirk.
"That's what you think." he replied cockily, smirk firmly in place.
"Why don't you put your fists where your mouth is?!"
"Oka-ay." he said in a singsong voice. "If you really want me to..." Zjun's eyebrows quirked as he played the mind games.
"Huh?" was all Si-bad was able to respond before the match was started and ZJun punched him in the gut. As his opponent hunched over, a swift kick sent him flying out of the ring. therefore ending the match.
"Pity. I did so want you to fly a bit..." Zjun taunted, leaving the arena with hands in his pockets.
"Good job!" Goku complimented, slapping him on the back. Zjun nearly doubled, but straightened and turned to his sister.
"So?" he asked. "How'd I do?" He was trying to weedle a 'good job' out of her. She didn't compliment him often. Aiko rolled her eyes.
"I'm not saying anything about the fight, short as it was, but your posture's sloppy." his twin said. Zjun crossed his arms, slightly disappointed.
"Considering you've only been training a month, that was pretty impressive!" Krillin piped in. Zjun turned to look at him with a weak smile on.
"Thanks." Vegeta just stared out at the ring. The next fight was about to start. Nobody from their group was fighting, so Zjun didn't pay attention. Aiko, Vegeta, Piccolo, and 18 were the only ones who payed attention to the next fights.
"Hey guys, when do you think we'll get to fight eachother?" Zjun asked, referring to himself and his sister.
"It depends on whether or not you make it through the next few fights. I doubt you'll make it past the other Saiyans." Piccolo answered, not removing his eyes from the ring. Zjun looked at Aiko and smirked. They both well knew they coud defeat their trainer if it came to it. They weren't sure about Goku, never having seen him fight, but they were confident.
Everyone went silent to watch the next few matches. Well, everyone but Zjun. He sat against a wall and was wondering about the fight with his sister. He was brought out of his thoughts when his sister's fight was called. He hadn't realized that many fights had passed... He shrugged it off and got up to cheer his sister on.
A/N: Boring, yes. I'm not too good at writing fights, and sis kinda left it up to me this time... Ah, well. Such is life. Tell us whatcha think!
