Dragon Ball FR

Chapter 08

"This is so nostalgic! Finally, the day of the tournament has come!" Said Krillin as he stood near Yamcha who agreed with his little friend and clenched his left fist, ready to fight and prove himself in the tournament. The two were so lost in their thoughts that they almost forgot to sing in, but the old master fixed that

"Hey, aren't you going to register!?" The old master called the two who snapped from their thoughts and immediately walked towards the registration table. While the two fighters signed for the tournament, the old master decided to check if a certain someone with a tail already registered in the tournament "Ahm, has a guy called Goku registered yet?" Asked Roshi the one in charge of the registration. The man flipped through the pages but didn't find the requested name

"Oh, that's the runner-up from the previous tournament... No, it looks like he hasn't come yet" Declared the man who checked the list twice on which Krillin began to worry while the old master grunted

"That little fool. Did he forgot about the tournament?" Wondered Master Roshi out loud as he glanced right and left, in hope that he will see Goku anywhere in the crowd. The whole group was at the entrance and waited for their friend and while they were distracted by that, the old master quietly walked away from them

"There's only three minutes left!" Exclaimed Bulma as she checked her watch and started to get worried about Goku. Just as she exclaimed that, Master Roshi walked back to the group but was noticed by Krillin

"Huh? Did you go somewhere Master Roshi?" Asked Krillin his master who faked a smile and tried to come out with something. The old master quickly made up something, but only to be irritated by his talking turtle. His squabble with the turtle lasted only for a few seconds until he heard a voice from behind his back, a very familiar voice

"Hey! Well, if it isn't the turtle hermit!" Spoke the man with black glasses and a crane hat on his head. The old man stood all high and mighty in front of Roshi, who was a little bit surprised to see him here, it was quite some time since he saw him

"Hmph, crane hermit! So, you're still alive? That's very unpleasant" Murmured Roshi as he turned towards the crane hermit who just chuckled at Roshi's words. The others watched the two verbally fighting each others with confused looks on their faces while the two boys behind the crane hermit remained quiet. The two stopped fighting as they glared at each other when the crane hermit laughed

"This tournament must have gotten pathetic if one of your students almost won it. I figured to show everyone what real martial arts is, so I'm having my disciples enter" The crane hermit spoke with confidence as he turned around, prepared to leave "Let's go, I won't waste my time with these idiots! I'm looking forward seeing my disciples crush yours" Laughed crane hermit as he walked away with one of his disciples in front of him while the taller one remained behind and smirked at the others. Yamcha immediately caught the glimpse of that cocky smirk and already had his eyes on him

"Who's that guy anyway?" Asked Yamcha who didn't like the old man nor his two disciples, especially the taller one

"Hmph, that crane hermit was once my rival!" Answered Master Roshi who remained irritated because of his former rival, of all people to encounter in this tournament why had it to be him. Roshi and the others completely forgot about someone until Oolong glanced at Bulma's watch and yelled

"Forget about that! There is only one minute left and there is no sight of Goku!" Shouted the talking pig which caused the others to snap from their conversation and look over for Goku. As the seconds passed by there was still no sight of Goku and everyone feared for the worst, but then Yamcha came with an idea

"There is no choice! Puar, change into Goku so that he'll at least be registered!" Said Yamcha to his blue friend who was floating near him. Puar agreed and was about to transform when out of nowhere a strong wind passed by and almost caused Oolong and Bulma to fall on the ground. Yamcha and the others lowered their hands which they used to cover their heads when they saw a familiar boy with a tail in front of their eyes