World Tournament Saga: part 3
Tournament Draws
Heh, the Junior Tournament was a joke basically like before Goten and Trunks breezing through the entire thing to face off with each at the end. Being there live to witness that match though as oppose to watching on the animated screen was breathtaking. Apparently old Akira Toriyama didn't want to draw out the fight to much, in actuality it took nearly thirty minutes for the fight to conclude. For fifteen of those minutes the only ones cheering on Goten and Trunks were the Z-fighters and their families. I've been to several live sporting events in my previous life and nothing compares to it. Of course it would be better if the fans were actually cheering at the start but they got into it. In the end though Trunks still won blasting Goten in the back with a low level energy blast, not enough to seriously injure but enough to add to his momentum. Fighting for thirty minutes it put things in perspective. Goten had nothing to cry about losing most fighters wouldn't last five minutes in a fight that intense.
Shiro was the first down to congratulate Trunks on his victory, giving the seven year old a high five. He then swept his baby brother into his arms and ruffled his hair. "You did great Goten, Gohan and I are very proud of you, dad is too."
Goten childish smile at Trunks offer exploded into a smile of supreme delight at hearing he induced pride into his elder siblings and his father. "Really?"
Goku walked up behind Shiro and gently patted Goten's head affectionately, "You bet, you and Trunks did great out there." Goten puffed up and made a muscle pose, causing his brothers, father, cousin, and Krillin to laugh.
"Now we get to watch Trunks make a fool, out that wind bag Hercule," Vegeta said watching as Hercule did his flamboyant posing and loud roaring.
Videl looked indignant, "Hey that's my father you know."
Gohan laughed nervously looking at his girlfriend then at Vegeta, who wasn't really acknowledging Videl's presence. "He's like that with everybody Videl; don't let it bother you please."
Videl glared at Vegeta but didn't push it turning to watch as her father bent down and presented his chin to Trunks. What the Z-Fighters consider to be a love tap from Trunks, sent Hercule flying across the ring and crashing to the ground outside. "Dad!" Videl shouted. She would have run out if Hercule hadn't popped up bolstering and saying Trunks had a good punch. He stocked off leaving the arena passing the gathered Z-fighters and walked into his dressing room a few yards away keeping up a rather good bravado. Soon as the dressing room door shut, he dropped to the ground screaming in agony rolling clutching his chin tears coming out of his eyes. Rather pathetic sight if anyone had seen it also really funny.
The Z-Fighters were then treated to lunch by the hosts of the tournament, Ranma sat down next to his uncle and plowed in with the rest of them. Eighteen, Videl, and Krillin sat back to watch four half Saiyans, two full Saiyans, and one wish made Saiyan tear through an eight course meal like it was nothing. "You could lose an arm in there," Krillin said. About mid-way through the meal Mighty Mask joined them but couldn't keep up with the pace of the others.
Mighty Mask aka Genma got up from the table to do some stretches before the match draws, when he was grabbed from behind and then knocked out by two little half Saiyans. Trunk pulled of the mask and smiled darkly, "Hey Goten, look it's that moron your Aunt's been looking for."
Goten looked at the fat former husband of Nodoka's. "Um, what should we do Trunks?" Goten asked curiously.
"Let's tie him up, and give him to your Aunt after the tournament, she might make us some of those cookies we like if we do," Trunks said proudly.
Goten nodded a huge smile on his face, he loved Aunt Nodoka's cookies. The two of them quickly tied up Genma and shoved him in a place where they could find him then donned the stolen Mighty Mask costume. They went into the area where to qualifying competition had taken place. A huge white board with a tournament bracket was standing next to a table with blue box standing on it.
The Z-fighters had gathered along with the other participants, as the announcer arrived he smiled seeing Goku and Krillin, chatted with them for a few minutes. "Okay when I call your name you reach into the box and grab a number that will determine the matches."
"Eighteen," Eighteen quietly walked up and drew her number, which was number 16.
"Sopovich," a huge bald man with an M tattooed to his forehead stepped forward and drew number 6.
"Ma Junior," Piccolo stepped forward and causing Goku to look at Piccolo.
"Wouldn't be a good idea to use my real name Goku," Piccolo smiled slightly and drew his number 9.
"The Great Saiyaman," Gohan bounded forward, Shiro and Ranma both rolling their eyes. Gohan drew his number 1.
"Son Goku," Goku smiled brightly and walked forward drawing his number 15.
"Whoa, looks like Dr. Gero get his wish Goku, looks like you got to fight Eighteen after all," Krillin chuckled he looked over at his wife who simply smirked
"Shin," the little blue skinned man with white hair floated over and drew his number 7.
"Jewel," the blonde haired man in the light blue Chinese outfit walked up and drew his number 2.
Shiro snorted, "Man look who got a breeze fight," he muttered to Ranma who laughed lightly.
"Yamu," another bald man with an M tattooed on his forehead walked forward drawing his number 10.
"Kabito," a large man with red skin walked forward drawing his number 3.
"Mighty Mask," the disguised Trunks and Goten looked around clueless for a second before realizing it was them and stumbled forward drawing a number 11.
"Videl," Videl walked up smiling at the announcer drawing her number 13.
"Hey, where's my dad?" Videl asked looking around.
The announcer simply shrugged, "He said he wasn't feeling well so I'll draw for him."
"Ranma Saotome," Ranma glided forward and drew his number and with a smirk he held it for Videl to see, it was 14.
"Looks like it's you and me, Videl," Ranma stated and Videl groaned softly.
"Vegeta," Vegeta stocked forward arms still crossed until he drew his number 5.
"Looks like Vegeta takes on another of the weird guys with the M on his forehead," Ranma stated looking at the two bald headed men.
Shiro nodded looking at them through the corner of his eye, "Keep an eye on them their aura's are off." Ranma nodded in agreement.
"Son Shiro," Shiro snapped himself out of his glare to walk forward and casual draw his number 8.
Shiro glanced at Shin momentarily before walking back to stand next to Ranma and Gohan.
"Krillin," The pint sized martial artist walked forward begging himself for a fight in Goku's bracket, instead he drew number 4.
"That leaves number 12 for Hercule," the announcer stated calmly. "Okay the Matchups are as followed. The Great Saiyaman vs. Jewel, Kabito vs. Krillin, Vegeta vs. Sopovich, Shin vs. Son Shiro, Ma Junior vs. Yamu, Mighty Mask vs. Hercule, Videl vs. Ranma Saotome, and Son Goku vs. Eighteen. I wish everyone good luck and the matches will start in fifteen minutes."
Shiro smiled slightly looking at Ranma whispering, "Guess I can we don't envy each other much, cuz. If we manage to get out of the first round, you'll be facing my dad and I'll be facing Vegeta."
Ranma chuckled dryly. "Yeah not something to look forward to that's for sure."
Back in the stadium Z-Fighter's family watched each name get written down, Akane laughed softly without the humor. "My poor husband has two really difficult matches."
Nabiki and Kayumi both nodded, "Yep the only one that's looks like a sure win is Gohan, the guy's got a breeze fight in the first round, as Shi-chan would say."
Akane snickered, "Don't know about this Shin guy, but look who your Shi-chan faces in Round two," pointing to Vegeta vs. Sopovich. Nabiki looked sheepish for a second before covering it with her usual Ice Queen mask. "Got anything to say on behalf of the doomed?" Akane asked her sister talking into a pretend microphone then holding it to her sister's lips.
"No comment," Nabiki stated, "you better watch it or I'll start videotaping you and Ranma's late night sessions and selling them on EBay."
Akane looked horrified, "You wouldn't dare."
It was Nabiki's turn to smirk, "Keep up your teasing sis and try me." Kayumi tried hard not to laugh at her two sister-in-laws. But after a few minutes of watching a horrified Akane get more horrified by the second no doubt picturing Happosai running around the neighborhood with a copy of Ranma and Akane in living color having sex. While Nabiki looked at the board for the Tournament trying to change Shiro's number by looking at it, it was too much Kayumi fell off her seat laughing like mad. Nodoka turned around and looked up at her daughter who was rolling in the isle while both Nabiki and Akane looked chagrined about something.
Bulma smirked, "Guess your daughter can tell some pretty dirty jokes," she stated.
"Possibly," Nodoka frowned a bit, her daughter was so unfeminine at times. She notices Roshi out the corner of her eyes taking pictures of something. She turned and saw that the dress Kayumi was wearing had ridden up enough so that her underwear could be seen. "Kayumi Saotome get off the ground this instant, have you no modesty at all." Kayumi stopped laughing wondering what got her mother riled up, until she saw Roshi with a camera in his hand pointing at her waist.
Kayumi put two and two together getting up off the ground straightening her dress, then stomped over to the perverted master of the Kamisennin martial arts drew her foot back and nailed the old man right on the chin. The old perverted launched into the sky. "YOU PERVERT!" Kayumi growled loudly.
The Z-fighters had all gathered around ready to be led into the waiting area when Master Roshi crashed to the ground in the middle of them. His eyes had stars in them. Ranma looked at the foot mark and snorted in disgust. Goku looked at Ranma and then his former master, then back at Ranma. "What!"
"The old letch was probably caught looking at Yumi's panties or copped a feel on her, that's her right shoe print on his chin," Ranma stated pointing the indentation on Roshi's chin.
"Oh guess she was pretty mad huh," Goku stated scratching his head in confusion.
Shiro, Vegeta, Videl, Eighteen, and Gohan all shared Ranma's looks of disgust. "Man he's worse than Happosai sometimes," Gohan stated.
Roshi quickly recovered bowed to everyone present then left to retake his seat, choosing to ignore or not hear the comments. Shortly after he left the announcer came back in and the led group to the waiting area, while he went out to address the crowd.
The match up draws was majorly different from the ones I knew, which meant that events that led up to Majin Buu's resurrection maybe postponed until after the tournament. In a way I hope so, if Vegeta and Goku have their fight in the finals like Vegeta wanted he may not get corrupted by Babidi. Though with Vegeta nothing is for sure. As for my fight with the Supreme Kai, if he thinks I'm going easy on him just because he is a Kai, he's smoking something. Not sure how strong Kabito is certainly wasn't as strong as Buu or a Super Saiyan, so it maybe fifty/fifty with him and Krillin, as for Sopovich, I hope Vegeta tears the goon apart. Not sure how strong Yamu is but I'm sure Piccolo can take him, after all Piccolo was dead even with Seventeen in terms of power and actually beat Cell's weakest form. As for Hercule I wouldn't want to be in his shoes right now, with Trunk and Goten inside that costume. Still it was odd I could have sworn before Trunks and Goten took the costume Mighty Mask looked very different from the one I saw on screen guess it's the 3D look. Still I didn't expect him to be so fat and need glasses.