AU: New Beginnings

by Celendil

This will be a standard AU. That is, an alteration early on starts a flow of events that change the entire story ultimately. Things are not always as they seem, and, due to the survival of a certain Saiyajin, things are going to change.

3. Chapter 3: Tenkachi Budokai

An: Yeah, I know Tenshinhan won in Dragon Ball, but in my AU, things worked out slightly different. It's going to be shown in a flash back or something whenever I feel that it would be appropriate to put it in, but as it's not a big deal, I'll go ahead and explain. Ten could feel Bardock and Vegeta coming from space, and knew that nothing in the world even came close to comparing to that power. He had no idea how long it would take them to get there, so he conserved as much energy as possible, and eventually Goku won with a lot less difficulty than he normally would have had. And ways, thanks for the review, and on with the next chapter. Um, oh yeah, forgot last chapter. Hut hum…

Disclaimer: I, Lee, henceforth referred to as Celendil, claim absolutely no rights to any thing in the Dragon Ball universe. All rights and reservations belong to Akira, TOEI, and Funi. All characters introduced thus far belong to those mentioned above. This story is not meant as a means to make money, and as such is not available for sale or other paid distribution. Also, all other characters mentioned in this chapter and future chapters unless otherwise noted belong to some one other than me.

Now, on with the story….

A loud ringing sounded through the large house, followed by a loud groan. The shrill ring came from a small clock sitting on a bedside table, and was quickly silenced as a muscular arm tapped on a Capsule Corp logo that marked the top. "Snooze activated." Bulma's voice came from the mechanism. "For the third time." She continued amusement in her voice. The logo opened, and a small cylinder rose, and turned to face the man, who had rolled over so that his back was to it. A loud yelp soon followed as a small blue burst of electricity nailed him in the back. He quickly jolted up, a few minor curses flying. Yes, Yamcha was quite sick of being woken up that way. But at the same time, he appreciated being woken up. Living with the guys, every day was a martial artist dream. In the past three years, Bardock had proven to be a very skillful instructor, and it quickly became obvious where Goku got his abilities. Surprisingly, Vegeta had also been quite adept at training others, and had a surprisingly large reservoir of skills for his age, though Yamcha would never admit it to his face. Between the two of them, he and his fellow warriors had defiantly become much stronger than they ever would have on their own. Bardock had taken on the role of father surprisingly well, and Goku had actually grown fond of being called by his Saiya-jin name, at least by those of his race. The rest of them continued to call him Goku, and he didn't mind that either. Yamcha rubbed his eyes, and took a few moments to change into his Gi. He had stuck to the same one all these years, wanting to keep a reminder of his old master, Roshi, around. Call him nostalgic, but. He whipped an arm across his eyes, attempting to wake himself up a bit, and ventured out. Unfortunately for him, he had only over slept for 15 minutes, but these days that was more than enough time to miss out on breakfast. His stomach rumbled and he sighed. He'd have to wait till lunch.

He walked down a long hallway and emerged in the lobby of the house and turned left, heading down another hallway and arriving at a large pair of double doors. He reached out a hand and opened one, and stepped in. "No no Kakarot, like this!" He heard Vegeta snap, and looked over to see him teaching Goku yet another fighting style. Goku had grown quite a bit the last few years, coming to resemble Bardock more and more each day. While he didn't have the older warriors battle hardened eyes, the rest of him was almost a spitting image. He had traded in his old outfit for one of the same style, but it was red, with a black undershirt. On the front, he had kept Master Roshi's symbol, but on the back he had traded in for the symbol representing his family, to honor his Saiya-jin heritage. Vegeta had kept his Blue Muscle tee, having actually become fond of it. "You're getting the hang of it Krillan." He looked over to the right to see Ten and Krillan sitting locust style, meditating. Krillan had followed Goku as far as his Gi was concerned, but where Goku had switched symbols, Krillan had kept his the same. Ten had switched from his green suit to a blue one, with a black belt. It was odd. Tenshinhan could gain as much out of meditation as he could physical training. He had tried to teach the others, but no one had the same affinity as he did. So while the rest of them spent the majority of there time training Ten split his equally between training and meditation. Currently, judging by the way Krillan was slightly floating off the ground; he had finally started to get the hand of flying. Hearing talking, but not being able to make it out, he turned his head to see Choatzu talking to Bardock near the back. Choatzu had kept his original outfit. Bardock had switched from his robe to a Gi of similar style to Goku's. His chosen colors was a Black Gi with a grey undershirt. He was fond of the Gi, having decided that it allowed for the most maneuverability, perhaps save Vegeta's outfit.

It had become quickly obvious once they arrived the Choatzu would not be able to keep up with them. Well, at least not physically. So he did his best to help out by keeping the place clean, cooking, and teaching Bardock, and any one who wanted to learn, stuff about Earths history. While he wasn't doing that however, the little guy spent his time meditating and practicing his psychic abilities. He had become quite proficient at them over the years. He glanced around the room, and thought how well they had it here. Any martial artists dream. Funding wasn't a problem. They hadn't wanted to take much charity from Bulma, but they discovered that Goku's prize money from the Tenkachi Budokai was more than enough, even when you where trying to feed three Saiya-jins. Speaking of the tournament, he noticed that they really weren't training very had, and with Saiya-jins, that's all it took for him to realize something was up, and that's why he remembered the Budokai. The 23rd one was coming up…well, today actually. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and glanced over to see Goku. "Glad you could join us Yamcha!" He grinned, and Yamcha quickly realized every ones eyes had settled on him, all 13 of them. "Sorry, I over slept, when are we going to the tournament?" He asked sheeply. "We were just leaving, be glad you woke up, we would have left without you." Vegeta said coldly. As if I had much choice. Yamcha thought to himself, but was never the less grateful to Bulma, even though they weren't on speaking terms at the moment. Warriors paradise or not, they had taken a few days breaks to go out and do something every once in a while, and it was on one of these breaks that something happened…but Yamcha didn't want to even think about it. Quickly coming out of his thoughts, he stepped to the side, allowing the other warriors to exit, and fell to the back, walking along side Bardock. "Are you and Vegeta planning on entering?" He asked curiously. He knew he probably didn't have a chance at winning any ways, but he was curious as to if Goku or Ten did. Yes, it was very surprising. All of them had grown stronger by quite a bit, but Ten was some how keeping on par with even Goku. Bardock had held of on using the scouter, and was waiting until the tournament to do so.

Bardock and Vegeta, while growing, where not going nearly as fast as the others, not really having any one to train with aside from each other, and when one wasn't busy teaching, the other one was. "No, we're not. I decided I just wanted to watch and see how you all had grown, and with me not in it, Vegeta had seen little reason to participate." Yamcha raised a brow at this. Vegeta wasn't joining just to humiliate them all? Upon reaching the outdoors, he noticed all the others where already flying away. Krillan seemed to have gotten the hang of it, and was along side Goku, apparently talking. Yamcha nodded towards Bardock, and flew after them, and Bardock took up position near Vegeta. "You know he's going to catch you eventually, right Vegeta?" Bardock asked him quietly. "Yes Bardock, I realize this. Why do you think I've spent so much time training him and three eyes? I know eventually they will be able to give me a challenge, and then I can grow at a decent rate. Aside from you, no one on this planet can give me a good fight. I'm looking forwards to Kakarot giving me one." Vegeta replied. This would have shocked any one else, save Bardock. He knew that a Saiya-jin lived for battle more than anything else, and he knew Vegeta was lacking what he needed to truly grow; A rival. Mostly idle chit chat was made from this point on, and eventually they arrived at the Tenkachi Budokai. A few people looked at them funny as they had just flown in, but the group ignored them and walked up to the registration desk. "Name?" The registration monk asked, looking up at the eldest Saiya-jin. Jeststuring towards Goku. "Gok.." He was cut off as Goku spoke up. "Um…father, would you mind if I honored you in this by using my Saiya-jin name?" Bardock grinned at him. "Yes. Make that Kakarot." He said, turning back to the monks. He then pointed out each of the group and introduced them. Choatzu had opted to sit this one out as well. After everyone had been signed up, they where shown into a waiting room. Bardock whispered something to Choatzu, and he nodded at the Saiya-jin. Oddly enough, when the drawing happened, every one was placed in different sections, and none would run into each other during the preliminaries.

Things where actually pretty uneventful for the most part. Goku had to fight a previous champion, but his only real challenge was not hurting him on accident. Yamcha had an easy time with a bunch of new comers. Ten was faced up against his old trainer, and even though there was some cheating involved, Ten easily dispatched him Krillan was the only one that came across anything of particular notice. "Krillan." Ten said, approaching him before he stepped up to his next challenge. "Be careful, this guys strong." Krillan looked at him, unsure. "But I don't feel anything." Ten just looked down at the shorter warrior. "That's because he's hiding his power." Krillan was now a bit confused. "Then how can you tell he's strong?" "Because, I can sense hidden powers." He said, pointing to his third eye. "I can't tell you exactly how strong, but he would defiantly be somewhere in mine or Goku's league." Krillan gulped. "Just be careful alright?" He asked the small monk, and then walked away. Krillan had to admit, he was a little scared, but, he would give it his best. He climbed into the ring, and settled into a fighting stance. A large, fat, monk stepped into the ring, and gestured towards Krillan. "You ready?" He asked. "Yeah." Krillan managed to stammer out. "And you?" The clocked figure nodded. "Then begin." He said as he stepped from the ring. Krillan decided the best course of action was to attack fast, and hopefully catch the stronger warrior of guard. He vanished from sight, leaving an after image behind. The clocked figure raised an arm to the side of his head, and blocked a vicious kick from the small warrior, and then slid his arm down his leg quickly, and enhancing it with Ki, cracked Krillan in the ribs, sending him flying. His body came quickly down to the ground, and bounced once, but the second time he came down, he focused his energy into his hand and knee, and placing them on the tile of the arena managed to skid to a halt. Snapping his head up, he suddenly did a back flip, narrowly avoiding a sweeping kick from the other fighter, and while he was at the peak of his jump, released a small but powerful Ki blast that caught the other warrior in the face with a small explosion. As Krillan landed, he looked up, and was suddenly terrified. There, looking down at him, unharmed, was the Demon King Piccolo.

The green terror grinned at him, and holding out his hands, took advantage of the young monks shock to blow him out of the ring with a shock wave of energy. Krillan landed on his back, but was surprisingly unharmed. He stood and brushed himself off, and casting a glance at the Demon, took off to Goku, who was standing to the side of the ring, having watched the fight. "Gok.." Krillan was cut off as Goku patted him on the back, hard. "Good job buddy, wow, you've really improved!" Krillan smiled. "Thanks…but wait!" He suddenly remembered the situation at had. "What about Piccolo?" Goku just smiled at him. "Yeah, I'm really looking forwards to fighting him! It'll be great to see how strong he's become!" Krillan just sweat dropped. That was Goku for you. "Besides Krillan, are you forgetting? No mater how strong he is, we've got Vegeta and Father; he can't do anything to them." Krillan looked up, VERY relived. "Oh yeah, I forgot! This is great, you can have a challenge, and we don't have to worry about Piccolo trying to take over the world!" Goku grinned down at him. "Exactly.." Suddenly, an announcement blared over the noise of the area. "Would Kakarot please report two ring 3? You are late for your match." "Ops. Gotta go." He said quickly and took off through the crowed. Krillan followed after. It took him a few minutes to get through the crowed, but when he finally did, what he saw shocked him. Goku was dodging punches and kicks from a surprisingly hot woman, who seemed rather upset. Goku on the other hand just seemed confused. Krillan also noticed Vegeta standing to the side of the ring, sipping a root beer. Yes, during his time thus far, Vegeta had become addicted to root beer. And pizza. And to make maters worse, only A&W root bear would do.

Naturally, if any one said anything about him hogging to root beer, there was hell to pay, so they usually left him alone. The one thing that they had all agreed on however, was to NEVER question Vegeta about him taking an hour out of his training to catch a soap opera. The only time any one had done that had been Yamcha, and they had to rush him to Korin's Tower for a Senzu bean. No, no one ever talked about Vegeta's Soaps. "You promised!" A scream rang out from the girl, startling Krillan from his thoughts. "What are you talking about?" Goku quickly said, dodging a kick to the groin. This continued on for a few minutes, until finally Goku scoped the woman up in a bear hug. "Now, do you care to tell me what you're mad at me for?" He asked innocently. "You…you promised to marry me!" She sobbed out, and started to cry. At this point, Krillan's mouth fell open, Vegeta spit his drink out, and Bardock, who had joined the a few moments ago, raised an eye brow. "Chi Chi?" He questioned. The woman cried a little louder. "Yeah, I was wondering why you never brought that to me. It sounds really tasty though." Chi Chi stopped crying and looked up at him. "You…you thought it was food?" Goku looked down at her confused. "Its not?" "No, its not. There's a bride, and a groom, and all there friends are there, and then…" Goku interrupted at this point. "You mean it's a party! YAY!" He yelled out happily. "I promise I'll get married to you after the tournament, ok?" He asked, and swinging her around happily at the thought of a party with a lot of food, accidentally let go, sending the woman out of the ring, where she laid, dazed.

"Goku's getting marred?" Krillan asked no one in particular. Every one else was just too shocked to say anything. "Well, that's a surprising twist to the tournament ladies and gentlemen. World Champion, Son Go…err, Kakarot, well be wed to Chi Chi, daughter of the Ox king, following the tournament! Also, on a more serious note, that concludes the preliminaries. The primaries will begin shortly. Would all fighters participating please head to the waiting area? Thank you." A familiar voice boomed over an intercom system. All the warriors walked to the waiting area, and after a little talking, Krillan was allowed to come with them. They stood around for awhile, the veteran fighters making idle chit chat about previous tournaments. Eventually, a familiar, blond headed, sunglasses wearing man appeared through a door way, and stepped up in front of a marker board and sat what looked to be a bingo machine down on the table beside him. "Would Son Goku step up?" He asked, and after twisting the handle on the machine for a few seconds, allowed Goku to reach in. "Number 2!" He said proudly. The man marked it on the board with a black marker. "Um…a little cheap isn't it?" Krillan commented. "Yeah…. Repairs and such from last time, and we're conserving money incase we have to make more this time." Krillan just nodded, understanding. Every one eventually went up and drew a number, and the fighting order was determined.

Spike Yamcha Ma Shin Tenshinhan

Vs Vs Vs Vs

Kakarot Shikamaru Naruto Ed

"Would Spike and Kakarot please step into the ring?" The announcer's asked through the microphone. Goku walked out, the see the other man already waiting on him. It was a tall, lanky man, who sported hair so black it was a greenish color. 'I wonder why he's here?' Bardock wondered to himself. The man settled into a fighting stance, and Goku did the same. Bardock placed the small scouter over one eye, and pressed a button. Symbols flashed across, and finally rested on one. "He's been training." He said to no one in particular. "1,889, not bad at all." He turned to rest it on Goku. "1,890?" He asked curiously. "Oh, he must be matching his opponent to get a better fight." Krillan spoke up from the side. Ten remained silent, but knew Goku was holding back quite a bit. "And, begin!" The announcer, well, announced. The circled each other for a few seconds, and the Spike attacked with a kick at Goku's sternum, followed by one towards the knee. Goku twisted to the side to avoid the first, and leapt over the second, the man smirked, and taking advantage of the fact Goku's maneuverability was severely limited in the air, kicked out. Goku dove to the ground, using his ability to fly to shock his opponent, and struck him in the chest with an open palm, sending him flying back. As the man hit the ground, he rolled, and landed on his feet, just in time to side step a punch to the face from Goku. Goku had slightly extended himself to much on the punch, having been sure of a hit, and had left himself off balance, as the man quickly took advantage of, using a leg sweep to knock him off his feet, and then raising both hands above his head, hammered him to the ground, where had landed with a thud on his back, and stopped moving. "one…two….three…four….five…six…." The announcer started, and Spike circled Goku, looking down on him, surprised he had gone down so easily. "Seven, eight, nine."

Suddenly, Goku's eyes snapped open, and he leapt to his feat, dropping quickly to a crouch to avoid a punch to the face, and in a flash brought his hands into Spike's chest. "HA!" he yelled, releasing a relatively weak beam into his chest. While it wasn't powerful enough to hurt him, it did lift him off the ground and carry him a little distance before he rolled off of it, and stood up, brushing himself off. "You are a good fighter…shall we continue?" He asked settling back into his stance. He was interrupted before rushing at Goku however, as the announcer tapped him on the shoulder, and pointed down. He looked, and then sweat dropped. "Looks like you when." He said, and Goku smiled, seeing that Spike had landed outside the ring. "And the winner is, Son..er, Kakarot!" Everyone cheered loudly, and no one noticed as Spike slipped out through the cloud, and a small ship rose into the sky a few minutes later. Well, no one aside from Bardock that is. Ten also noticed, but ignored it. Eventually, Goku walked back in, and a minute later.

"Would Yamcha and Shikamaru please step into the ring?" Yamcha walked out and stepped on to the tile, just as he heard gasps from the crowed. Turning around, he saw a boy, no older than 13, walking towards him. He was wearing a green vest looking this with white sleeves, and he had a blue forehead protector with the symbol for Leaf tied on his left arm. He walked to the edge of the ring, mumbling something about stupid Naruto dragging him into this, and jumped out, walking over to, surprisingly Bulma. Stopping, he pulled out a large balloon from one of his pockets, and blew it up. On the front of the balloon was a large picture of a boy with blonde hair, whiskers, and a huge grin giving a peace sign. He handed the balloon to her. "Hold this, please." He stated more than asked, and jumped back into the ring, taking up a position just opposite of Yamcha, though a little to the left. Yamcha absentmindedly compensated, adjusting to make them directly a crossed from one another, which also placed him under the balloon's shadow. Every one was questioning what happened, but just shrugged. Shikamaru settled into an odd stance. "And, Begin!" The announcer shouted, and Yamcha rushed at the boy. Bardock activated the scouter, taking a reading of the two. "Hum…Yamcha's gotten a lot better. 1,769. Now the kid….576? How'd he make it this far?" He wondered allowed. In the ring, as Yamcha got close, Shikamaru's shadow suddenly became long and narrow, and whipped out at Yamcha along the floor. Yamcha, sensing something wasn't right, leapt back Narrowly avoiding the shadow. The shadow waved around, less than an inch from him, before retracting back. 'Hum…I don't know who it does, but it can't be good. Judging from the way it stopped, that was its max range, 7 tiles…' He charged forwards again, this time throwing a Ki blast as soon as the shadow began to whip out. Shikamaru broke his concentration to dive out of the way, and tripping, he fell on his butt, narrowly avoiding a blow to the head from Yamcha.

Suddenly his shadow snaked out again, forcing Yamcha to jump away, and retreat back seven tiles, placing him the balloon. Which cast a shadow with about the same mass as Shikamaru did. The shadow waved for a second, and Yamcha waited for it to retract, when suddenly it touched the balloon's shadow, and suddenly shot after him. Taken by surprise, Yamcha quickly dove to the right, and stood in the very corner of the arena. Luckily for him, he had about a foot of so the shadow couldn't reach him, but he had to do something fast. If the match went on much longer, the sun would go down sufficiently for the boy to have control of the entire ring, and then whatever that attack did would happen. So Yamcha came up with a plan. He would just use the same tactic as before. Lob a shot at the boy, break his concentration, and then charge in and quickly take him out. So, he quickly fired the shot, but something unexpected happened. The second he did, the shadow snaked forwards and touched him, and suddenly he was paralyzed. "Kagemane nojitsu successful." The boy said calmly, and stepped to the side to avoid the blast, taking a step forwards at the same time. Oddly enough, Yamcha took a step in the opposite direction. "But how? Your range was limited to where it was!" Yamcha tried to say, but couldn't. Instead confusion just showed in his eyes. Shikamaru smiled. "The last time you tried that tactic, I noticed something. While your blasts didn't cast a shadow, they did serve as a light source…" "Causing all the shadows to get slightly lager." Bardock finished. "Correct." Shikamaru replied, glancing over at him. "But I'm still not exactly sure what your attack does." Bardock continued. "Its simple, whenever I make shadow contact, my opponent's body is forced to do whatever I do. I could end this fight now." He said, reaching into a pocket and pulling out a Kuni. Yamcha's body imitated, but had no pocket to reach into, and no Kuni to withdraw. "But I think that's against the rules, so, while anti dramatic…" He said, and turned, and walked towards the waiting area. As he did, Yamcha turned in the opposite direction, and after a few seconds, walked right out of the ring. "In one of the most unique matches we have ever witnessed ladies and gentlemen, Shikamaru has one! Let's give it up to the young challenger!" Every one cheered loudly, and as Shikamaru entered the waiting area, Bardock patted him on the back. "Good job, I haven't ever seen an ability like that before, I'm quite impressed." Shikamaru just looked at him. "It has its limitations. You saw a few of them, but there are others." He said, and began to walk away. "I wasn't talking about your attack, I was talking about you. You are right, it has many limitations, but you know them inside and out, and where able to use it as a good a weapon as any." Bardock finished. Shikamaru turned to look at the elder Saiya-jin. "Thanks." He said simply, and turned back around, walking away.

"Would Ma Shin and Naruto, please enter the ring?" Demon King Piccolo and a boy, the same one that is on the balloon that Bulma still held, walked out into the arena. "Alright, let's see…." Bardock said, and activated the scouter. "The Namek's at 2,453. That's quite an improvement. The boy is at 1212. Not bad." "And begin!" The announcer said, interrupting Bardock's musings. Piccolo quickly shot forwards, and far faster than Naruto could react, slammed him across the face, sending him rolling across the floor. Finally he stopped, and surprisingly stood, blood dripping from his mouth. "You're…strong." He stated, and began a series of forming signs with his hand, and finally stopping on one yelled out "KAGEBUSION NOJITSU!" Suddenly the entire arena was filled with smoke, and when it cleared, 100 Narutos stood there. Bardock was shocked, as each where reading at 943, not far below the original at all. "Now, I will win!" Naruto declared, when suddenly the announcer interrupted. "The judges have decided. Naruto is disqualified. Ma Shin is our winner!" The crowed cheered, and the Narutos looked around, confused. "Nani!" They all asked at once. "Simple, look." Piccolo said, pointing around. It was then that Naruto noticed a good portion of his massive stock of clones had appeared out side the ring. He hung his head and they clones disappeared. Baka. Shikamaru thought, as Naruto walked back inside, followed by Piccolo.

"Would Tenshinhan and Ed please step into the ring?" A young man, around 16, walked out to the ring, wearing a black Muscle Tee and pants. One of his arms was made of metal, and he had blonde hair, pulled back into a pony tail. Ten stepped out, not taking the boy lightly. He knew from the past few battles that there where those with strange powers here today. He settled into a fighting stance, but Ed did not move to follow. "Ten's at 2,300 but I'm assuming he's holding back, at least a little bit. This Ed is at 1,403 but I'm assuming he has some sort of trick up his sleeve. "And, begin!" As soon as it was said, Ed clapped his hands together and slammed them on the ground. Suddenly the tile directly in front of him turned into a long thin spike. Ten quickly jumped out of the way, and the boy did the same thing with his hands, this time touching his metal arm, changing it into a blade. "Wait, isn't that illegal?" Some one in the crowed asked. "I don't know. Judges?" The man asked, and Ed and Shinhan froze where they where. "The judges have decided that…" The man paused, listening into an ear piece. "That sense it is part of his body, it is fine." Ed sighed and charged at Ten, swinging wildly. Unfortunately for him, Ten was a good part more skilled a fighter than him, and was easily able to dodge each blow before finally catching the blade, and tossing the boy across the arena. As he his however, he slammed his hand on the ground, as if catching himself, and suddenly a spike jutted out from under the three eyed warrior, and though he managed to dodge, it left a large gash on his left arm, and also threw him off balance, and Ed rushed at him, having changed his arm into a large shield, and preparing to ram him out of the ring. Ten, knowing that it would be sufficient to throw him out, quickly brought his hands up to the side of his head and shouted "TAIYOKEN!" Releasing a blinding flash. When it died down, Tenshinhan was lying inside the ring, unconscious, and Ed was lying outside the ring. "Tenshinhan is our winner!" The announcer exclaims, but then takes in the looks of confusion from the crowed. "Well…" He began. "When Tenshinhan released his attack, not only did it blind Ed, but it also reflected into Ten's eyes, all three of them, blinding him and causing him severe pain. He stumbled to the side, tripping both Ed and himself in the process. He fell down, knocking himself unconscious, and Ed landed out side the ring." Most of the audience looked at each other dumbly, then broke out in a half hearted round of applause. A medical crew came running out to collect the two unconscious fighters. "Ladies and Gentleman, it's almost time for the semi finals! The matches between Kakarot and Shikamaru, plus the one between Ma Shin and Tenshinhan will prove to be spectacular I am sure!

Kakarot Ma Shin

Vs Vs

Shikamaru Tenshinhan

At a vending machine, out the side entrance to the waiting room, one Saiya-jin no Ouji waits impatiently for the machine to give him his drink. As a mater of fact, he had been waiting for the past two minutes. Finally, he grew tired of it, and slammed his fist inside, withdrawing his root beer. "Vegeta…" A feminine voice said behind him, and he turned to face the source, seeing Bulma. "What is it woman?" He snapped. "I want to get in the waiting room, please?" She asked sweetly. "Trying to play sweet isn't going to work on me woman, I know the true banshee inside!" He relied. An evil glint came into her eye. "Vegeta, if you don't get me in there, I will have Goku's cable cut off. And you know what that means don't you?" She said, walking up to him. "No. More. Soaps." Vegeta gasped. "What! You wouldn't! You truly are evil woman! Fine come on. If any one says anything I'll take of it." He grumbled and stomped back inside.

"Would Kakarot and Shikamaru please step into the ring?" Goku went out first, coming to rest on the far side of the ring, before finally Shikamaru appeared, being shoved out by Naruto. "Get. In. There!" Naruto finally managed to throw Shikamaru into the ring, where he laid on his back. The announcer walked over to him "Something wrong?" Shikamaru closed his eye. "I forfeit." He stated simply. The announcer just looked at him. "Why?" "Because, first, I gave away my only technique last match. Second, because he is so much stronger than me that he could over power it any ways, lastly, because after thinking about it, there are better odds of winning the lottery than this fight, so it is to troublesome." The announcer continued to stare at him. Finally he managed to come to his senses. "Well, you heard it right here! Shikamaru has forfeited the match! Kakarot goes on to the finals!" Loud, half hearted cheers where heard, and Goku and Shikamaru walked back behind the stage. "Why'd you really give up?" Goku asked when they got back there. "I might have been able to beat you through a lot of thinking, but as I said, it would have been troublesome. Plus I have no desire to face either one of the other semifinalists." Goku just smiled at him. "Ok, I got it."

"And for the 2nd semifinals, would Ma Shin and Tenshinhan please come to the ring?" Goku walked over to Ten, and fed him a Senzu. Ten recovered quickly, and stood up. "My turn already?" He asked quietly. "Yeah." Goku responded. Ten stood up and walked out to the ring where Piccolo stood waiting. "Kami has told me you have grown quite a bit." The Namekian said. "Come, show me." Tenshinhan just nodded his head. "Begin!" The seconds the words where out, "Taiyoken!" Was shouted loudly, and blinding light flooded the area. Piccolo was not one to fall for such a ploy, as he recognized the pose for it, and whipped off his cape, throwing it between Shinhan and himself, blocking the majority of the light. When the cape fell to the floor however, Ten was not where he had been, and Piccolo spun quickly around, catching a fist aimed for his head, and kneeing Ten in the gut before throwing him aside. Ten quickly recovered, a shot a quick Ki blast at Piccolo, who deflected it, and blocked the next punch from Ten, but quickly Ten switched styles, changing his footing, and is able to land a crushing blow to Piccolo's chest, sending him stumbling back. Quickly taking advantage of the situation, Ten attacks with lightning fast blows, hitting Piccolo at all angles before finally knocking him away. The Namekian quickly climes to his feet, and in a burst on anger throws a Ki blast into the sky. Ten just shakes his head and charges again, ducking under a punch and elbowing Piccolo in the ribs, causing him to fall over. As he does, the Namek grabs a hold of Ten and throws him backwards, using his leverage to add distance. As soon as Ten lands, the Ki blast that had been thrown up earlier crashes into him. When the dust clears he's back on his feat, but fairly scraped up, bleeding from a few places. "This is the end!" Piccolo yells and rushes forwards. The three eyed warrior manages to dodge to the side, but Piccolos arm snaps out, reaching far longer than it should, and grabs his leg, tossing him. Ten, on his part, as the momentum from being thrown spins him around points his hand towards Piccolo, thumb in the air and index finger towards the green warrior. "DODOMPA!" He yells, and the beam hits Piccolo head on, sending him flying back. Ten lands on the ground, severely weakened, as does Piccolo. The announcer counts to ten, and despite there best efforts, neither is able to rise from the ground. "As with previous tournaments, the first person to rise and say I am the winner, well, wins!" Both struggles to stand, and in the end, its one of Tens abilities that saves him. He uses his four arm technique, and with the extra muscle, is able to raise himself to his feet, where he declares "I am the winner!" "Amazing!" The Tenkachi Budokai announcer bursts over the microphone. "In a startling turn of events, Tenshinhan has beaten Ma Shin, and advances to the finals!" Every one cheers loudly, and Tenshinhan and Piccolo are carried back stage, where both are fed a Senzu. Every one takes a break and eats, then finally, half an hour later.

"Would Tenshinhan and Kakarot please report to the ring?" Goku and Ten nod at each other and step out. It had grown to be a dark, cloudy night, and the only illumination came from torches set up around the arena. "No holding back Goku." "Same goes to you Ten." They nod their agreement, and begin powering up, the crowed in shock at the power coming off of them. Bardock consults his scouter. "Kakarots at 3,245! Amazing, in such a short time he has grown so much!" He pointed it at Ten. "3,112! Incredible! A human of his power, its amazing!" "You've seen it right here! Warriors so powerful there very Ki takes on visible form! This should be an amazing match! BEGIN!" Goku and Ten launched themselves at one another, and began exchanging blows at inedible speeds, bother doing everything in there power to out power, out maneuver, out, well, anything over their opponent. Goku was slightly stronger, but Ten was more skilled as was able to keep up with the power difference. Suddenly Goku able to land a blow, knocking Ten away. In a flash of light, Ten had four arms, and reentered the fray with renewed power. Goku found himself hard pressed to keep up with the extra arms, and found himself talking blow after blow. He finally managed to gets some distance by poking Tenshinhan in the eye. Shinhan quickly recovered, only to hear the words "Taiyoken!" Screamed out, and he clutched at his eyes. Goku charged forwards and swung, but to his great surprise Ten grabbed it and threw him to the ground, and landed across from him. "A good warrior doesn't rely solely upon their eyes Goku." Goku climbed back up and smiled at him, before charging again. They entered another deadlocked fray, but oddly, Goku began to land more and more hits. Bardock's scouter beeped, and he gazed at the symbols. "Kakarots been holding back, its climbing….3,502.." He said, shocked. Finally, with a powerful blow, Goku knocked Tenshinhan far into the sky, and followed part of the way up. But, as Goku's gaze followed Ten, he noticed something that would have been better gone unnoticed. A full moon showed brightly, the clouds having parted for a few minutes. Every ones gaze followed, and suddenly there was a mass panic as every one who had been to or heard of the first Budokai Goku had participated in fled in horror, knowing what was to come. With a deafening roar, Goku transformed into the monstrous Oozuro, and, with his massive fist, sent Ten hurtling farther into the sky. The warriors that where in the waiting room poured out sided, deciding it was better not to be crushed by falling debris.

Suddenly, Goku's foot slammed down at Bulma, who let out a terrified scream. She opened her eyes after a few seconds, and saw that Vegeta was struggling to hold back the massive foot. "WOMAN! IF YOU VALUE YOUR PATHETIC LIFE, GET YOUR SCRAWNY ASS AWAY!" He roared, and she complied, knowing it was no time to argue. As soon as she was clear, it reared up and went to smash Vegeta, who was in turn tackled out of the way by Bardock. Behind Goku, Puar and Oolong had transformed into swords, and where flying around, franticly trying to cut the tail. Ten floated down, in horrible shape, bleeding from all over, and his entire body one big bruise. He leveled himself behind Goku's head, and formed a triangle with his hands in front of his face. "KIKOHO!" He roared, and a massive, searing yellow beam washed over the massive ape, sending it hurtling forwards, landing on its stomach Ten fell from the Sky, completely exhausted, and lading with a thud on the arena. Quickly, seeing Goku was recovering, Puar and Oolong swept in, severing Goku's tail, and causing him to turn back to normal. "Well Ladies in Gentlemen." The announcer said, crawling out from behind one of the walls. "Tenshinhan has one!" No one cheered however, as all that remained where Goku's friends. "That fool can't control his Oozuro form!" Vegeta spat. Bardock just shook his head. Suddenly, Chi Chi came running over and picked Goku up, and called out "Nimbus!" "Um, what are you going to do with him?" Krillan asked worried. "He's coming home and resting, then we're getting married!" Every one sweat dropped, but didn't try to stop her. She and the unconscious Goku road away on the Nimbus. Yamcha ran over and fed the battered Tenshinhan the last Senzu bean, and he stood, shaking his head. "What the hell was that?" He mumbled to no one in particular. Bardock stepped forwards, ignoring it, figuring some one would tell him later. "With this tournament, we have concluded the first faze of your training. You are hereby granted a three year period of time, to use how you wish, and then you are to return to Kakarots. Is every one agreed on this?" They all shook there heads yes, and each went there own directions. "Why did you give them a break?" Vegeta questioned him once they where alone. "Because, some how Frieza found out where we where. Sense we are in unowned territory however, he can't come and get us without claiming it, and the other Colds are suspicious of why he wants it. Fortunately for us, he's not willing to admit why, and so they agreed to let him have it… after they watch over it for five years or so, to make sure there's nothing of particular value here. Yes, in five years, Zarbon and Dadoria will be coming, along with Nappa and Raditz." Vegeta smirked. "We'll be ready for them." Bardock just glanced up at the sky. I hope so.

A/N: And that concludes the original Dragon Ball. The cross over character will not be coming back, save if its for some minor details such as the Genkia Dame. Any ways, Be kind please review.

Power Levels:

Goku: 3,502

Oozuro: 35,020

Krillan: 1,921

Yamcha: 1,769

Tenshinhan: 3,112

Vegeta: 21,000

Bardock: 25,000