AND WE'RE BACK BABY!
After a little bit we return with chapter 4 of Growing into Your Own. Finally onto the next saga, it must have been so hard to guess that this is what the next saga was going to be XD
Regardless, I hope this is fun for you guys, I honestly have no idea how long it's actually going to be, this could be the only chap for the saga, or it could be like two or three chaps long. But considering the Z-fighters are gone it lessens the length of the saga considerably so I'm going to assume it'll be short.
Also a side note: I have not seen the Bojack unbound movie. I have seen snippets of scenes, most commonly the "fathers son" line. And I have read fanfics going over it. So things WILL be changed from the 'canon' version. With that said, please enjoy your regular authors notes!
Also most of you managed to guess one of the harem members. Heres the list so far xP
1: Android 21
2: Zangya
3: ?
Also I have a Ko-fi and a Discord Server for those who want to support me or yell at me xP
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NOW ONTO THE CHAPTERRRR
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Universe 7, Intergalatic Martial Arts Tournament Arena
Gohan sighed and stretched his arms high above his head, leaning back as he stretched, Mirai Trunks walking besides him and stretching his arms to his sides. The older teen experimenting with the sleeveless jacket he now sported to see how it felt and allowed him to move. It allowed for slightly more mobility than his fairly loose jacket but considering the looks he had been getting since they landed, and the giggling he could hear, the attention it brought could definitely have been avoided.
"So Gohan, excited for the tournament?" Trunks asked his younger companion who wore an orange gi, similar to his father.
"Yeah! I mean the only strong competitor is going to be you but it's actually a chance to fight without mum disagreeing with it" He said cheerfully, but Trunks could hear the sadness and annoyance hidden in his voice.
Over the last six months since Cell, Gohan and his mother had been getting into more and more heated arguments. Mainly revolving around Gohan's refusal to stop training and fighting. He had at first tried to stay civil with his mother. It wasn't like he had stopped studying, and in some subjects he had actually found this new method of studying and training actually made his progress faster and more efficient. Though his mother obviously hadn't seen it that way.
Stress, depression, and mood swings had turned Chi-Chi into a very angry and wrathful woman when provoked over the past half a year. Most of the time of course she was how she usually was, just more subdued and quiet. But when "The Argument" was brought up she turned into a vengeful demon. Gohan had found that certain things could set her off with a hairpin trigger on some days, and on others nothing could set her off.
He genuinely did try to do everything he could to balance his life. He studied, he trained, he tried to make life easy on his now roughly six month pregnant mother, he tried to take time off to relax. Though that was becoming more and more rare as time went on. Cooking was very quickly becoming something he had to learn to help Chi-Chi with, as the women just couldn't handle the kitchen as she once could thanks to his growing baby brother.
Don't get him wrong, he still loved his mother. And his mother still loved him, very much so in fact. But Bulma had theorized that Chi-Chi was acting the way she was because she was still stuck on the first stage of grief; Denial. She was still trying to pretend like Goku and the others hadn't died and seemingly disappeared into thin air. The eldest Son child knew that when the wall finally crumbled it would be painful, and likely very loud and emotional. But he would be there for his mother…even if he so desperately wished that the realization would hit her soon.
Trunks smiled softly and patted Gohan on the back as they walked ahead, having very quickly, and virtually unnoticed, escaped from their mothers sights/clutches before the paparazzi had swarmed Bulma. Exploring the massive arena built on the island thanks to the richest people in the world, even richer than Bulma in fact. The Cash family.
As they walked the two warriors chatted to each other, looking around at the kind of world and life that neither of them had ever been privy to, let alone experienced as commonly as the people around them seemed to. Three islands had been connected via bridges and a stadium built on each of them. Each stadium had multiple heli-pads and landing zones for other vehicles and was shaped in a circular, colosseum style. Either side of the two boys were rows and rows of shops, stores and most enticingly to them; food.
As the two walked on the right side of the area they noticed all the people sitting at the tables 'separating' the left and right sides of the stores and restaurants. Neither of them had ever seen so many people in one place and they took more than a few moments admiring it all and taking it in. As they walked, Gohan found himself getting absorbed in the sounds and sights around him, losing focus for a moment and running into a girl that appeared to be roughly his own age.
Gohan barely budged an inch but the girl was sent sprawling to the ground. Looking down he got a look at the girl. She had bright blue eyes and her black hair was done up in two small ponytails at the back of her head. His first thought as her was that she looked cute, until her shock faded and her face twisted into a scowl. Her face turned red and she slapped away the hand he offered to help her up. Hopping to her feet she poked his chest with a finger while getting in his personal space.
"Hey! Watch where you're going bub!"
"Uhhh, sorry? I sort of spaced out and wasn't paying attention and-"
"'Oh I wasn't paying attention'" She repeated in a mocking voice "Save me the excuses. Do you know who I am?"
And now Gohan's temper was beginning to wear thin as shown by the furrowing of his brows and tightening of his lips "And who exactly would you be?"
"Videl Satan!" She said proudly, her last name sounding vaguely familiar but only getting a deadpan look from the boy "Don't you know anything? Satan? S-A-T-A-N. As in Hercule Satan? The man who defeated Cell?"
If Gohan was feeling even just a smidgen less pissed off he may have laughed at her last claim, having finally remembered why the name was familiar. Remembering the strange, very overconfident man from the Cell Games. But as it stood right now, he was struggling not to let his power loose and send her flying like a cheap toy.
"Ugh, whatever. Have fun loser" She scoffed, brushing past him (ineffectually because she was the one that ended up having to move) and disappearing into the crowd.
"Gohan! Jeez I turned around and you were just gone" Trunks said with a small grin as he jogged up to the young tween "So who was that? She looked pretty"
"She's rude. I don't like her at all" Gohan ground out, glaring lightly at the direction she had disappeared in.
"O-oh. Really?"
"We bumped into each other and she lost her cool instantly and started screaming at me and trying to throw her fame around"
"Oooh" Trunks replied with a slight wince "Yeah, that's definitely someone you don't want to associate with. Come on, let's get going" Gohan nodded and the two of them power-walked to the competitors sign-up area.
After quickly getting themselves checked in, they walked into the waiting area for the competitors and sat down. Both of them looking at the left breast pocket of Trunks' vest as it vibrated and Trunks pulled out his phone.
"Oh hey. My Mother sent us a message" Gohan raised an eyebrow and leaned over to look at it.
Mother (11:24am):
I'm so proud of both of you boys! Go out there, have fun, and at the request of Chi-Chi "Win those millions!". We'll be watching and I've set our TV to record the whole event so give us a good show, okay? xP
Gohan and Trunks both smiled at Bulma's message, both of them feeling invigorated and excited. Even more determined to have fun and give their mothers both a good show to watch. And at 11:30 on the dot, they were given their first chance. All of the competitors were loaded on a series of boats and brought to four large floating platforms. Floating between all of the platforms was a large speaker system which soon crackled to life.
"WELCOME LADIES AND GENTLEMEN TO THE INTERGALACTIC MARTIAL ARTS TOURNAMENT! SPONSORED AND CREATED BY THE GENEROUS X.S. CASH AND HIS FAMILY AND THE SAVIOR OF THE WORLD, HERCULE SATAN!"
The crowd was set afire, people cheering and screaming out their support and excitement for the event about to unfold. In the middle of the crowd sat Bulma, Baby Trunks and Chi-Chi. Having chosen to sit within the crowd, despite Bulma having been offered a VIP booth, to both avoid attention and get a feel for the crowd as they both cheered on their sons.
"SON GOHAN! YOU BETTER WIN THIS THING! THIS IS YOUR COLLEGE MONEY ON THE LINE!" Chi-Chi screamed out, cupping her hands over her mouth and making everyone near her wince from the volume of her voice.
On the platform Gohan just sighed and slumped over slightly at hearing his mother's voice, glad for the encouragement but wishing she hadn't shouted it out.
"OUR FIRST EVENT IS THE 'CHAMPION OF THE HILL' SO TO SPEAK! BECAUSE OF THE SIZE OF THIS TOURNAMENT, A WHOPPING 200 PEOPLE HAVE ENTERED THE TOURNAMENT, THIS IS THE EVENT WHICH WILL BE CUTTING DOWN OUR COMPETITORS TO ONLY THE BEST OF THE BEST!"
Gohan and Trunks both wondered what they would have to do, looking around at the other 49 warriors on their respective platforms cautiously.
"TO WIN THIS EVENT! YOU MERELY HAVE TO BE THE LAST ONE LEFT ON EACH PLATFORM! TO BE DISQUALIFIED YOU HAVE TO TOUCH THE WATER OR BE KNOCKED OUT! COMPETITORS READY?"
Everyone began to move away from each other and prepare battle stances, the smarter individuals moved closer to the edge so as to not have to worry about their backs. Gohan and Trunks just slid into fighting stances and prepared themselves.
"BEGIN!"
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Universe 7, Elsewhere
The fourth and final body hit the ground, a puddle of blood forming from the hole in the man's chest as a tall, green skinned, orange haired man pulled his sword out from where it had previously been stabbed into him. With a casual but impressive spin of his sword he grabbed the hand and flicked his wrist, causing his sword to whip out at the same time and launch all the blood on it off. The blood forming into a small crescent shape on the floor while the man slid the sword into his sheath.
The only female in the room rolled her eyes at the display and scowled slightly at the mans cocky grin "Congratulations. You killed a human. Would you like a fucking medal?" She snapped irritably.
Said female, much like the male, had green skin and orange hair. However unlike her 'teammate' who had a strip of material tied around his hair which spiked up. Her hair reached down to her ass and was thick and curly, looking oddly silky and smooth. She was wearing a loose blue undershirt which was tucked into her pants. Over the blue undershirt she wore a white sleeveless vest with gold buckles. From her wrists to mid way between her shoulders and elbows she wore black sleeves on both wrists. Her lower half was covered in loose, baggy white pants which was partially covered by the purple sash she had tied around her waist.
"Why so mean to me Zangya? I'm only trying to have some fun. You should lighten up a bit. What would the boss think?" The man asked getting a deeper scowl from the woman.
"Whatever. By why are we even doing this anyways? Why not just show up and kill everyone?" She asked, seeing their task, rightfully, as a waste of time.
"Oh come now Zangya." The girl froze at the voice as footsteps could be heard entering the room, showing a large man with somewhat similar features to the first.
The man was tall, towering over Zangya. Green skin and orange hair, much the same as the two of them. His spiky hair was tied and covered by a bandana over his head causing it to cascade down his back. He wore no shirt, but a myriad of necklaces and pendants to match the two golden earrings he wore. Over his no shirt was a long-sleeved dark blue vest which even if it closed, it doesn't, wouldn't have been long enough to cover his midriff. Around his waist was a belt covered primarily in gold, holding up large, baggy white pants and golden/black boots which both Zangya and her 'teammate' also wore. Also tied around his waist was a black sash, somewhat similar to Zangya's.
"If this world is doomed anyways, and its people destined to be obliterated. Why not have some fun?~" She averted her eyes and bowed her head, she knew how dangerous her boss was when angry, especially when angry at her.
"Yes Bojack, sir…" She mumbled submissively, internally growling with the largest fires of rage crackling throughout her mind.
"Good. Go meet up with Bido and Bujin to get transported to the 'arena'. You as well Kugo" The other male nodded and followed after the short female as she walked out quickly.
Bojack looked up at the tv and grinned darkly as he watched the action.
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Universe 7, Intergalactic Martial Arts Tournament platforms
"AND WHAT IS THIS LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! It'S ONLY BEEN FIVE MINUTES AND ALREADY TWO PLATFORMS HAVE BEEN BROUGHT DOWN TO TWO MEMBERS EACH! PLATFORM ONE WITH COMPETITOR 132! SON GOHAN! THE SMALL COMBATANT HAVING KNOCKED OUT OPPONENTS LEFT AND RIGHT!"
As the announcer said this, the many screens situated around the tournament changed to show the 'best of' of the fighter. Gohan's clip showing a moment towards the beginning of the round where he had taken on six people in the span of about twenty to thirty seconds.
A man had tried to tackle charge the young warrior who had jumped up and kicked off his back, sending him hurtling towards the water behind him. As he landed he was set upon by another two combatants who sent a flurry of attacks at him. The tween leaning back to dodge a kick at his hand before falling back into a reverse roll as the other one lifted his leg up and sent it hurtling down towards where the boy had been. Once he had the proper purchase he gripped the floor with his hands and lifted himself into a handstand, spreading his legs and beginning to spin. Kicking both men in the face and knocking them out immediately and another who tried to charge in. Pushing up with his hands to right himself and kicking off the chest of the man he had knocked out he launched himself over a couple of fighters and landed between two combatants, clotheslining them and knocking them out as well. A massive smile on his face the whole time.
Up in the stands was Chi-Chi, cheering loudly as she watched the playback. Bulma sitting next to her and cheering at a reasonable volume as well. Baby Trunks giggling and waving his arms in the direction of the nearest screen.
"AND ON PLATFORM THREE WE HAVE COMPETITOR 22 WHO MANAGED TO PASS! THE WOMAN GOING UNDER THE ALIAS '18'!"
Gohan looked over in surprise and nearly stumbled back in shock when he did indeed see Eighteen standing on the other platform. The woman wearing a very flattering pair of dark blue jeans and a long sleeved grey shirt with a blue sleeveless denim vest over the top. The women flicking some hair back and seeming to sense his eyes on her, turned her head and widened her eyes very minutely at the sight of the child who had saved her from the horror that was Cell. Quickly schooling her features she turned back to the screen. As the other platforms quickly finishing up as well. Trunks, of course, being the one to pass from his own platform.
"ALRIGHT LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! NOW IS THE TIME TO GO GET REFRESHMENTS WHILE WE GIVE OUR COMPETITORS SOME TIME TO REST AND RECUPERATE. WE WILL SEE YOU ALL ON ISLAND 2 AT 12:30 FOR OUR SECOND EVENT OF THE DAY!"
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AAAND DONE!
How'd you guys enjoy the chap? No Universe 6 this time, though they'll be appearing next chapter. So to those of you interested in that side of the story, look forward to that xP
Anyways, I've been trying to think of unique moves and clothing for Gohan later on down the line. If any of you guys have ideas let me know and they might just be put in if I feel like they're appropriate or fit his character :3
Anyways!
Adios!
