trunks's pov

W-WHAT?!?!?! Y/N WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!

i screamed at my thoughts. i know i liked or maybe even LOVE her, but i never had the guts to ask her, yet! and besides, we're still young. "what's wrong?"y/n ask once she notice the shock face we all had (except for goten) "y-y/n, how can you and trunks be girlfriend and boyfriend?"gohan ask

"cause we are!"y/n exclaimed happily "when did he ask you?"krillin ask "he didn't. we just are!"she said. wait, what? i thought "and goten is his boyfriend!"she added, i get it...

"huh?....oh! boy-friend! and girl-friend!"gohan said slowly so everyone will get it "oh! so that's what she meant"goku said scratching his head. the announcer then step back and stop between me and y/n, "well, i've got business to take care of now, but good luck to all of you"he said before patting our head. y/n laughed a little while i just gave him a look "i'm expecting a super show. see you at the ring son!"he said before leaving.

we all heard people cheering. we look and saw they were cheering at Mr.Satan. "heh, people would cheer for a gold fish if you put a champion belt on it"krillin joked making the others laughed. "here we go!"he said. me y/n,and goten run ahead of them.

"attention please! the prelims for the world martial arts tournament now begins! 194 have entered the adult tournament, unfortunately though there are only 16 spots and by the rules the defending championship, Mr.Satan, is automatically qualified. if you do the math that leaves 15 spots"the chubby announcer on the mic explained "16 minus...."i heard goku muttered.

"to insure fannest (i have no idea what he said -_-) will select the finalist by way of punching strength. the 15 people with the highest scores on the machine will be given the 15 spots"he finished "punching machine? hmm, never heard that one before"krillin said. two guys then came out holding, what seems to be, the punching machine.

"now to test out the new punching machine and give us a score to go by, we ask the defending well champion to make the first hit. Mr. Satan! would you come on out please!"the announcer yelled. Mr.Satan come out and took of his cape, then his champion belt. he held the belt above his head "those anyone want this!?"he yelled, everyone, except us, cheered.

"no thanks if you wore it"i heard y/n snarled, which caught me off guard since i never heard say anything so rude. "whoa what's with the change of attitude, y/n?"i ask, she look at me for a while before turning away with a small glare "nothing, i just think it's bad to take credits that isn't even yours"she said, while i just hummed with a small smile "never thought i hear that from you"i said, she look at me confuse "how come?" i leaned my head down to her "because your sweet"

"ugh, i can't decide whose worst, him or his fans"krillin complain. Mr.Satan then went in front of the machine "i'm sure you want a picture of this!"he brag, then started to flex and pose. then suddenly, all the cameras exploded, well i'm glad they did. "that pose would have made a great poster, oh well"Mr.Satan said looking dumbfound-dedly at the destroyed cameras, "well, i'll show them something"he said cracking his knuckles.

Mr.Satan did his fighting before punching the machine. "incredible! Mr.Satan just scored 137 points!"the announcer said, making the other contestant gasp. y/n look at me with a fake gasp making me laugh a little. "good luck to all you fighters, i hope one of you could at least break a 100 so we can have a decent match!"Mr.Satan said before leaving.

"all entries please form a line in front of the punching machine after you've been assign a number"the announcer explained, "and anyone whose entering the junior tournament please gather over here by me!"an old worker said. "okay kids, good luck!"krillin said to the three of us "sure" was the only thing i said, before leaving for our match.

well, good luck to us i guess?