World Tournament Saga: Part 2

Meeting at the Tournament

Training began in earnest, Ranma sparred with Akane and Kayumi, usually in handicap conditions him vs his wife and his sister. Shiro trained by himself using the techniques Piccolo taught him, using the split form to create sparring partners. While Gohan and Goten sparred with each other, both looking worriedly at their older brother who seemed to push himself to the point of exhaustion every day. Shiro spent the entire day sparring with his clones and one or two hours after the sun went down charging up his Super Saiyan 2 form until it winked out and he collapsed. They didn't know why he was taking such an exhausting training session, but if they were able to look into their brother's Journal they'd understand why.

It's getting closer, each day passes and I try to go Super Saiyan 3, I don't know how dad did it. So far I've tried everything, imagined losing Nabiki and mom, just the thought brings tears to my eyes. I anger at my inability to transcend to the next level. I know Dad and Vegeta will eventually beat Majin Buu and restore everyone with the dragon balls. I just don't want it coming to that if I can help it, so far I've made my Super Saiyan 2 form about as strong as I can get it without sacrificing the speed. It's getting beyond frustrating, I'm a full blooded Saiyan sure it's because I wished for it. But I guess I shouldn't be feeling so bad, Vegeta couldn't do it either. When he goes Super Saiyan 4 in the GT series he needed help from Bulma and her Brutes wave machine to do it. I'm constantly brought into my room by my brother's each night after my failed attempts I'm determined to keep trying even though it maybe hopeless.

Gohan pulls the covers over his older brother, watching him sleep looking basically tormented, "um, Gohan why is he training so hard it's almost like he's going to fighting Cell again," Chichi asked watching her eldest son sleep looking a worried.

"Don't know mom, this isn't the first time he's been like this. I remember how hard he trained before Vegeta and Nappa came to earth, some nights he never slept," Gohan frowned. "He trains and fights like he knows people are going to die, which makes me worry even more."

Chichi looked at her middle son, "What could possibly happen at the Tournament to make him worry so much?"

Gohan let a wry smile show on his features, "Remember the Tournament you and dad fought in, I think that some's up how much trouble one of these things can cause."

Chichi blushed heavily, "Yes there is that, but your father will be there he shouldn't worry so much."

"With two trouble magnets in the Tournament I think we should worry a lot," Gohan chuckles lightly. He was thinking of course of Ranma.

Finally the day of the tournament arrived Bulma had already picked up the Nermia crew, Soun, Hinako, Kasumi, Kayumi, Nodoka, Nabiki, Akane, and Ranma, along the way picking up Yamcha, Krillin, Eighteen, little Marron, Roshi, Puar, Oolong, before greeting the Son's at their house. Shiro stepped onto the ship followed closely by Goten and Gohan. Chichi and the Ox King brought up the rear; everyone was excited, talking animatedly. Mid-way through the flight toward the tournament site Bulma brought up the point of not transforming into Super Saiyans. "Why, if any of them as a problem with it I'll destroy them," Vegeta sneered.

Bulma looked at him through the rearview mirror, "Vegeta behave," she stated with a good natured smiled.

Vegeta just snorted, "Fine no Super Saiyans," then glanced at the dark circles under Shiro's eyes. "What's wrong with you boy, looks like you've haven't gotten an ounce of sleep."

Shiro smiled slightly, "Yeah haven't been sleeping well last couple of weeks, but if you think it'll get you off the hook in the tourney, better think again."

The Saiyan prince chuckled softly; out all of Goku's children he liked the eldest the most. "Good don't want the fight to go to easy."

"Well their egos are still running high," Eighteen stated coolly.

The ship landed on the tournament grounds, with the entire group getting off, Videl was there to greet them and hugged Gohan much to his embarrassment more so since Krillin, Shiro, and Ranma were there to rub in the fact. They found Piccolo at the entrance gates, "Hey Piccolo how are you?" Gohan asked walking up shaking hands with the Namek.

"I'm fine, what are you wearing?" the Namekian asked looking at the Great Saiyaman outfit he was wearing. The fact that Videl was wearing a pink shirt with a white tank top, and black pants meant she was fighting as herself.

Gohan blushed heavily, "Well thought I promote my super hero image and fight as the Great Saiyaman," he said with a shrug. "I'll be taking off the cape for the tournament."

Piccolo nodded, "Well just as long as you fight your best I'll be proud."

After their conversation Goku made his grand appearance with Baba floating on her crystal ball. Shiro, Gohan, and Krillin were the first to reach him and hug him. Breaking that up Goku walked over to Chichi and kissed her. "missed you Chichi." He turned and notice the newest editions to the gang, Goten, Videl, Akane, Kayumi, Kasumi, Soun, Hinako, Ranma, Nabiki, and Nodoka. "Wow made some new friends," he said cheerfully.

"Um, dad, nine of them are actually family," Shiro stated calmly. Goku looked at Shiro with a bewildered expression. "Dad like you to meet Nodoka Saotome, she's your blood related sister." Nodoka stepped forward and bowed slightly.

Goku looked dumbfounded, "I have a sister too?" he asked.

"Yeah she came to earth the same time you did, dad. But she got knocked out in her pod and was taken in by a young couple," Shiro explained since Nodoka was incapable at the moment because of the shock she was in. Ranma bounced forward extending his hand, smiling brightly.

"I'm Ranma your nephew, please to meet cha," Ranma stated brightly, Goku smiled shook his hand and the introductions to Ranma's in-laws were done. After that Nodoka regained much of her composure, which quickly left her again when Goku finally gave her a brotherly hug.

This time Nodoka finally let her tears run free in the embrace of someone she thought she would never meet, a member of real family separated by circumstance and death to be reunited. Goku felt her hot tears but Chichi had taught many things while married, not all tears meant they were sad. He stepped back and watched her wipe her tears away, long enough to feel a tug on his pants. He looked down and saw a mirror image of himself looking up at him. "That's Goten," Chichi said softly. "He was born four months after the Cell Games."

For the first time in his life Goku looked troubled, he had no idea that so many changes had occurred in the time he was gone. He finds himself with a sister he never knew he had and a young son he never knew he helped conceive. He smiled weakly picking up his six year old son and smiled slightly, "Nice to finally meet you Goten," he stated softly Goten didn't waste any words instead simply hugged his father. With that he put Goten on his shoulder giving him a ride from that position, while putting an arm around Chichi. The group walked into the stadium relatively happy.

Once inside the fighters split off from the non-fighters, Shiro giving Nabiki a long kiss as Ranma did to Akane. The two joined with the fighters and found themselves face to face with over 200 other fighters. "Jeez, how are they going to do this? Trunks and Goten were already peeved because they had to fight in the Junior Division."

Near the back Mighty Mask was standing around casually when a slightly tanned hand grabbed him and he disappeared from sight when he rea-merged he was fatter and sporting glasses. When I face Ranma in this tournament I'll defeat him then make him swear to protect me from his mother's wrath. Genma Saotome thought to himself.

The monks in charge brought out the punching machine where the goof Hercule Satan stepped up and delivered his measurements, a 175 PSI (that's Pounds of pressure per Square Inch). The fighters lined up, and waited to be called. Eighteen was the first Z-fighter to step up and just slapped the bag earning herself a whopping 774 PSI. The rest of the fighters minus the Z-fighters looked either shocked or ill, including Genma. The monk asked her to try it again and this time Eighteen tried her hardest to conceal her power, still gained a 225 PSI. Next few fighters tried their hardest to reach that statue. Genma was in the mix of those he earned a 185 PSI, higher than Hercule but nowhere near the Z-Fighter caliber, also noted that Shin, Kabito, Sopovich, and Yamu had already qualified in the stretch with Genma. The next Z-fighter was Piccolo who gained a 275 PSI, then Krillin with a 195 PSI, Ranma not use to hiding his true abilities nearly broke the machine but managed to score a 300 PSI. Goku followed with a 157 PSI being the best at hiding his abilities did an outstanding job of it, but next was Vegeta if anything Vegeta was never very good at hiding anything, he reached back with a closed fist and struck with everything he had. The machine went flying and slammed into the back wall. Vegeta and the others then left to watch the Junior Tournament. The remaining fighters that wanted in decided it be best for them to leave, only Gohan, Shiro, and Videl remained. Shiro smirked a bit, "Looks like we get qualifying spots by forfeit," watching the last normal fighters leave.

Gohan laughed slightly, "Yeah guess so, looks like we owe Vegeta big for that."

"Yep that be my first guess," Videl stated crossing her arms and leaning into Gohan. The monks agreed with Shiro's assessment seeing as no more were willing to try for qualifying, Gohan, Videl, and Shiro earned the last three spots.

"Let's go watch Trunks and Goten pound the hell out of those kids," Shiro said brightly walking toward the stadium. After they reached the top of the stadium and stood with the rest.

"So did you qualify?" Goku asked.

"Yep, thanks to Vegeta, all the rest of the fighters took one look at what he did to the punching machine and decided it be healthier this year to step aside," Gohan laughed. Vegeta simply grunted.

Shiro stood next to Ranma looking around for their family and spotted them. "So Ranma what do you think your chances are?"

"If I get in bracket without your dad or Vegeta then I'd say fifty/fifty that I make it to at least the semi-finals," Ranma stated with a shrug, "Still going to be fun regardless right."

Shiro nodded looking troubled, "Yeah right," he muttered softly to himself.