NOTE: Hey, guys! Chapters might slow down a bit in the future. Recently my grandfather has passed away and I'm at the final stretch of the semester. I only really wrote this out to distract myself from my emotions. This goes for any of my on-going stories as well.

Also, I'm surprised nobody realized that Android 16 never died in this story. Makima was Gohan's trigger, not him. He'll eventually appear later on, but don't expect a super important role from him any time soon.

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Chapter 7: Youth Division Begins

Goku and Makima broke their hug, but their eyes still stayed on one another. That was until Fortune-Teller Baba, the one who brought Goku, interrupted their silent conversation. "Goku, remember that you have 24 hours."

"Thanks, Baba!" Goku grinned, waving at the old witch as she vanished.

Makima smiled to herself. "24 hours? I'll be sure to use that time wisely."

Piccolo walked back over with the bickering Nayuta and Goten in his arms. "If you two are done with the lovely reunion, we have a registration to get to." He alerted the reunited couple, then turned his attention to the twins. "Will you two stop already?!"

"HE/SHE STARTED IT!"

Makima walked over to her children, an action that already had the twins shaking in fear. Their mother didn't even need to say anything initially for them to understand her irritation. "Behave or you'll be sitting out of the tournament, okay?"

"Y-yes, Mommy/Mama!" Their compliance allowed Piccolo to release his hold on them. The twins scurried away back towards Trunks, their eyes briefly glancing at Goku as they did so. The deceased father of three scratched the back of his head.

"Man…you got them to calm down pretty quickly, huh? Gohan never really gave us much trouble at their age." Goku smiled.

"I blame your genes." Makima responded.

Goku tilted his head. "Eh?"

"C'mon, darling." Makima took his hand in her own, leading him towards the registration area. The rest of the group took that as their que to follow the married couple. As they walked towards the tables, Goku found his attention turning to Denji. He felt a familiar signature emanating from the boy, but it was too mixed into his own for Goku to figure out exactly who it reminded him of. Denji realized he was being watched and met Goku's gaze with his own, a brief sense of panic filled him until the Saiyan from Earth waved his hand. The Chainsaw Devil awkwardly returned the greeting with his own hand wave.

The receptionist at the desk stared at the weird looking group with a sense of uneasiness, especially as Gohan stepped up to the table first. The guy wiped away his sweat with a handkerchief. "Uh…is everyone here competing?"

"Nope, just a couple of us. You can put me down as the Great Saiyaman!" Gohan declared proudly.

Goku tilted his head. "Huh? Did you change your name?"

"Our boy is shy." Makima told him.

"Ah!" Goku nodded along.

"I-it's not being shy, Mom!" Gohan stuttered. "Don't you think I look cool, Dad?!"

"Sure!" Was Goku's reply, which was Goku-language for 'he had no idea what people were talking about'. Gohan just lowered his head in despair at his parents' inability to understand his idea of 'cool'.

After the rest of the competing adults registered their names into the tournament, the children were up next only to be met with a shocking discovery. "Youth Division?!" Trunks cried.

"Of course! We can't have children fighting adults, can we?" The receptionist responded.

"That's unfair! We're 10 times stronger than most of the adults here!" Nayuta pointed at the human members of the group.

"Y-you can be a bit nicer about it, kid…" Yamcha sighed.

Aki let out a puff of smoke. "Not even in the damn tournament yet I still get burned by that kid."

"That's because you're a weak human, Aki!" Power smugly declared.

"You know she's referring to you too, right?" Denji reminds the Blood Fiend.

"EH?!" Power cries.

"Let us fight with the adults!" Trunks protested.

"No! The rules are rules!" The receptionist refused to budge.

Nayuta and Goten quickly ran towards their mother with their patent 'puppy dog eyes'. "Mommy/Mama! Make that mean old guy change his mind!"

"Yeah! Turn his brain into a plate of spaghetti!" Trunks joined them.

"Trunks!" Bulma hissed, making the boy flinch.

"No." Makima's absolute response shut the kids down. "Participate in the Youth Division or don't participate at all. Your choice."

All three hybrids sighed in defeat. "We'll participate…"

"Good." The Control Devil smiled. She knew ahead of time that the Youth Division was a thing, but wanted to see the kids' reaction to the news of being unable to fight adults.

Krillin turned to Goku. "Pretty glad a rule like that didn't exist when we were kids, right?"

"Oh yeah. That would've been pretty bad." Goku laughed.

As soon as the kids were registered, the group split up for the fighters to head off towards the Fighter's Area. Goodbyes and good luck cries were shared by everyone, and Makima reluctantly split from her husband, already missing his warm touch. She'll just have to make up for it tonight when they're at home.

Goku, who hadn't noticed it earlier, took a much better look at Krillin. "Wait…weren't you naturally bald?"

"No! I just shaved my head back then." Krillin explained.

Goku nodded his head, then turned around to see Lazuli walking behind them. He blinked at the cyborg that was designed specifically to kill him. This was literally his first time meeting her. "Aren't you, 18?"

"You just realized I was here?" Lazuli was told about the Saiyan's lack of intelligence, but she was still surprised by it. "And the name's Lazuli, not that stupid name Gero gave me."

Krillin smirked at his opportunity to brag about his love life. "We live together at Kame House. We even have a daughter together now. That little girl you saw standing by us."

"WOW!" Goku exclaimed, blown away by the revelation. "That's a surprise!" Then he leaned down to whisper to Krillin. "But how does a robot have a kid?"

"She's not a robot! She's a cyborg, so parts of her are still human!" Krillin defended his wife. Lazuli, who could still hear them, just rolled her eyes at the two best friends.

Trunks, who was walking in the back with the twins, observed Goku a bit. "He really does behave like you, Goten. Not to mention looks like a bigger version of you."

"He acts like me?" Goten tilted his head.

"Unfortunately, doofus." Nayuta flicked her brother's arm.

"He's supposed to be this awesome guy, right? He doesn't look like much to me." Trunks smirked. "At least not compared to my Dad."

"But Gohan said that Daddy's the strongest in the universe." Goten decided to defend his father.

"That remains to be seen." Nayuta crossed her arms. She agreed with Trunks that Goku didn't look like much, sure she could feel some strong power coming from the guy, but it was no different from Gohan and Vegeta. "Nothing impressive."

After getting past some reporters, who were distracted by Piccolo blowing up their cameras, the group made their way towards the locker rooms to get changed. Nayuta split off with Lazuli towards the women's changing area, while the boys went into the men's. Goku, Gohan, and Piccolo didn't go in, since there was no reason for them to change.

"Hey, Gohan?" Goku addressed his oldest son.

"Yeah, Dad?"

"Those other three who were with everyone else. Who were they?" Goku asked, referring to the Hayakawas.

"Oh! That was Aki, Denji, and Power! Denji's a friend from school, and Aki and Power work under Mom at the Public Safety Commission." Gohan explained.

"I see! But it's weird to see Makima let two Devils wander around like that." Goku thought out loud.

"EH?! You figured that out?!" Gohan gasped.

Goku blinked at his son with confusion. "Yeah, Denji and Power's KI felt unnatural, which is how all Devils come off. Why are you so surprised, Gohan? Don't you know this already?"

Gohan flinched unnecessarily, laughing nervously. He could feel Piccolo staring at the back of his skull with a judgmental gaze. "U-uh…yeah! I was just joking around…hehe!"

As Nayuta changed into her GI, she looked over at Lazuli who had just finished changing into a sweatsuit. She never talked much with the cyborg, because of how intimidating she could be sometimes. However, she was never mean to the twins or Trunks when they came over to play with Marron. "So…uh… Miss Lazuli?"

"Yes?"

"What do you think about my Papa?"

Lazuli gave the girl a quirked brow before answering. "He's a dumbass."

"Well, I could've-"

"But a strong dumbass. However, you feel about him is something you need to work out on your own, kid. C'mon, the others are waiting." Lazuli made her way towards the exit. Nayuta frowned at the cyborg's simple answer. That pretty much gave her nothing to work off of and she still wasn't sure where she sat when it came to Goku.

"Ugh! I'll think about it later!" Nayuta decided and shut her locker. She turned around and ended up bumping into someone else. She and the other person fell to their butts, with Nayuta giving them a glare. "Hey! Watch your step!"

"I should be saying that to you, brat!" Glaring back at Nayuta was a girl who was a few inches taller than her with brown hair tied into a ponytail with freckles across her cheeks. She's dressed in a white T-shirt with black sweatpants.

"Who are you calling a brat, you brat!" Nayuta was on her feet within seconds.

"I'm clearly talking to the ugly princess in front of me, brat!" The girl hissed back.

"UGLY?! THAT'S IT! I'M KICKING YOUR-"

"Nayuta."

The female hybrid and her opponent froze as Lazuli's ice-cold glare had them both shivering. "I told you that we need to leave. Now, let's get moving unless you want me to tell your Mother that you've been misbehaving."

"N-no! I'll be right over!" Nayuta quickly responded. She did turn back to her newfound enemy with a growing sense of hate. "What's your name, brat?"

"Name's Erina, brat. You?"

"Son Nayuta. I'll be sure to kick your ass first." Nayuta declared before exiting the locker room with Lazuli.

Erina scoffed as she left out of the other exit.

After arriving at the preliminary area, Goku and the others were greeted by the sight of the old tournament announcer. The guy recognized Goku, Krillin, and Piccolo from the old tournaments, and was surprised to see that Goku was apparently dead. He also figured that Goku and company were the ones who actually defeated Cell and not Hercule, but the group dodged that question. Once it was time for the preliminaries to begin, he bid the group farewell with hopes that they'll make this year's tournament a big one.

Apparently, unlike the old tournaments Goku, Krillin, and Piccolo remembered, the sixteen competitors would be decided via a punching machine. The sixteen fighters to score the highest would be moving onto the main tournament. Hercule came out as an example of how the punching machine will work. He declared loudly to the participants, "IS THERE ANYONE WHO CAN BEAT ME?!"

"Oh brother, there's a bunch of us." Krillin chuckled.

Piccolo once again acted and destroyed all of the cameras in the arena. Gohan turned to his teacher with slight confusion. "Piccolo?"

"Now you can fight without worry of your schoolmates finding out your identity, even if your costume fails."

"Woah! Thanks, Piccolo!" Gohan appreciated the act of kindness. He turned to his father with a new pep in his step. "Hey, Dad, I'm gonna go find my friend!"

"Oh, sure." Goku responded as his son ran off into the crowd of fighters.

Nayuta glared at her brother's back with irritation. "Yeah, his girlfriend!" She spat.

"Huh? Gohan has a girlfriend?" Goku asked his daughter.

Startled by her father's question, Nayuta took a slight step closer to her brother. "U-uh, yeah. He does…" She answered.

Goku gave her a soft smile that made her stomach feel all tingly. "Cool. I'm happy that he's having fun with his life. I hope you guys are too."

Goten gave him a smile when Nayuta was too hesitant to do so. "We are, Daddy!"

"Awesome!" Goku replied.

Hercule, while upset that his glory wouldn't be on camera, still stepped towards the punching machine. "HYAA!" He punched it with all of his might, earning a score of 137 points. Clearly exhausted just from that, the Champ took his leave after securing his spot in the final sixteen.

All of the children were directed off towards a different section since the preliminaries would be going on during the Youth Division of the tournament.

"Good luck, kids!" Krillin giggled at their pouts.

"Quiet, baldy!" Nayuta yelled back.

"I'm not bald anymore!" Krillin exclaimed.

"You'll always be bald to me, Krillin!" Goku patted his friend's head.

"How is that supposed to make me feel better?!"

Vegeta just grumbled to himself, already sick and tired of the useless games this farce of a tournament was putting on. All he wanted was to fight Kakarot and if he needed to punch some stupid machine to do so, then he'll give it everything he has.

"I'm glad we finally found you Asa!" Erasa happily hugged the girl as they took their seats. She, Sharpener, and Pencil had been searching for her for most of the time and were happy to see that their clumsy friend saved them their seats. "Thanks for getting these seats for us. They're not that far or too close from the ring. The perfect place to watch Videl kick some butt!"

"Too bad brains couldn't join us. I'm sure even a brainiac like him would have some fun here." Sharpener said.

"Hehe…yeah! Sucks that Gohan couldn't be here!" Asa laughed nervously. She could feel Gohan's presence down with the rest of the participants, along with several other large signatures. Yoru had taught her how to KI sense some time ago just to be sure to avoid running into the War Devil's sister and children.

Pencil crossed his arms. "Hopefully the Youth Division doesn't take too long. The real event is the adult's competition!"

Yoru, invisible to the three human teenagers, scoffed. "I agree with the skinny nerd. This is a waste of time since those three brats are the only ones worth watching from this Youth Division." Asa didn't acknowledge her to avoid looking like a weirdo in front of her friends.

"Well, the Youth Division is still new to the tournament as a whole. Considering that since the 24th one, where Hercule Satan became the champion, was the last tournament to still allow children 15 and younger to compete with adults." Asa explained.

"We know that, Asa." Sharpener stared at her weirdly.

"U-uh oh…uh, I see…!" Asa lowered her head at that. She thought that would be a good bit of information to share but it seems she's made the wrong choice.

"Lame!"

"I hate you…" Asa muttered under her breath. The clumsy hybrid decided to turn her attention back to the tournament floor as the announcer began the introductions for the Youth Division. With Hercule Satan coming up, incidentally making a fool of himself in the process and somehow managing to play it off. She probably would've bought it too if Yoru hadn't revealed the truth behind the fraudulent savior a while ago.

Trunks, Goten, and Nayuta stayed close together as they observed their 'competition'. As expected, it was nothing but a bunch of sniveling brats or overconfident pre-teens that figured their bigger bodies would give them the advantage over the smaller kids.

"What do you guys' plan to do with the prize money?" Trunks asked.

"Toys and snacks!" Goten answered.

"Figured. I'm guessing you'd have some more refined tastes, Nayuta-"

"Clothes and snacks!" Nayuta clapped hands with her brother as they both dreamed about the mountains of food they'd buy with the money.

"I should've expected better." Trunks scoffed.

"Okay, then Mr. Too Cool! What are you gonna buy?" Nayuta challenged.

Trunks actually had to think about that. "What would I do with the money…?"

"You're the richest kid in the world. You probably have everything." Goten said. It was true too, since Trunks always seemed to have some new toy or video game whenever the twins were able to visit him.

"Yeah, but I should still think of something." Trunks said.

On the other side of the Fighter's Box, the three hybrids were being watched by a threesome of siblings. The oldest looked down at his little sister. "That girl over there is your first opponent, Erina?" He was a few inches taller than her with an ugly brown mullet.

"That's right, Laem. That little brat is gonna regret making an enemy of me!" Erina bragged. Her twin brother, a boy with a shaved head, gaggled in agreement.

"The other two twerps with her are our opponents. This tournament is gonna be a piece of cake for us!" Ikose declared.

"FIRST UP TO FIGHT WILL BE SON NAYUTA (AGE 7) VS ERINA (AGE 14)!" The announcer declared through the microphone.

Yamcha made a loud noise from his seat. "Seems Nayuta is up first! You excited to see her fight, Makima?"

The Control Devil smiled as she readjusted her sun hat. "As long as she keeps her strength under control, then all should be fine."

"We're talking about the same Nayuta, right?" Oolong questioned.

"Yes." Makima nodded.

"This might turn into a bloodbath…" Bulma sighed.

"ERINA! GO MY BABY GIRL! MOMMY'S WATCHING!" An overweight woman screamed loudly in Bulma's ear. "I can't believe my little girl has to fight some tiny brat in her first round. This won't be exciting at all."

Bulma turned back to Makima. "Never mind, I hope Nayuta destroys her."

"I agree." Makima and Bulma shook hands. Both mothers wished for a bloodbath that made everyone else around them very nervous.

"YEAH! CARNAGE!" Power cheered.

Well, almost everyone.

Nayuta and Erina stepped into the ring, clearly at each other's throats before the match even started. Erina got into a fighting stance with a cocky smirk. "I hope you're ready to go crying to your Mommy after I'm done kicking your ass."

Nayuta gave a strained smile. "Don't worry, brat. When you've woken up in the infirmary, I'll be sure to sign your cast."

"Tch, little brat!"

"BEGIN!"

Erina took a single step and that was as far as she got before her left leg snapped loudly. The young girl fell to the ground in severe pain, gripping her broken appendage for dear life. With her broken leg, the match ended just as it started, Nayuta declared the winner. The nurses were called quickly, putting the girl on a stretcher to carry her to the infirmary.

Erina had no idea how that could've even happened as her leg was in perfect condition before the match. That was until she met eyes with Nayuta, the young hybrid's spiral eyes sent a nightmarish shiver down her spine in ways she didn't imagine possible. All the younger girl did was wave and Erina was screaming like a baby for her mommy.

"Guess, we know who the brat really is now, don't we?" Nayuta chuckled to herself as she rejoined her brother and friend.

"YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! THAT'S MY NIECE! TEACH THAT BRAT WHO'S BOSS!" Yoru cheered loudly. Asa covered her ears as the invisible Devil was somehow louder than every other person here. She swore that there was no way anyone else could be louder than Yoru.

"YYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! NAYUTA! THAT'S WHAT WE'RE TALKING ABOUT!" Denji and Power were screaming at the top of their lungs.

"M-my little girl's poor leg! How could that happen!?" The overweight woman cried.

"Not the bloodbath I was looking for, but that'll do." Bulma smiled.

"Seems my daughter has learned some control even against someone she clearly doesn't like. I'll reward her later." Makima hummed to herself. She wondered if Goku was watching his daughter's first tournament match.

"So, what do you think, Goku?" Krillin asked.

"Well, she was fighting someone who clearly didn't stand a chance. But she could work on her strength a bit. She didn't have to break that girl's leg, but I can tell she's strong. Man…! I can't wait to see what she and Goten can really do!" Goku grinned with excitement.

Chapter End

NOTE: And that's the first match done! The next chapter should be the conclusion of the Youth Division. So, we'll have the hybrids battling each other! Who will win? Will it still be Trunks or will one of the twins take victory? Find out next time!

Makima refers to Goku as "Darling", something I thought would be cute and a bit of a reference to Lum from Urusei Yatsura.

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