Saiyan Legacies

Speaking

Thoughts

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or DBZ, otherwise I'd be obscenely wealthy, duh.

AN/ Okay, a little detour to fill in some blanks. Basically, stuff to know.

In case you haven't guessed, Kushina was a Saiyan, coming to Earth with Goku, but was a little older. She found out, through her ship, that planet Vegeta was destroyed. She went native. Taken in by Whirlpool. Skipping forward, somewhere down the line, she tracked her brother down, without his knowledge. Weakened and on her deathbed from the joint stress of fighting in the ranks against Kyubi and from childbirth, she is adamant that Naruto not grow up in the village. She doesn't see Sarutobi as being strong enough to protect her son. Her ship, fairly thrashed is used to carry him to Goku. Finally, knowing she was soon to die, she blew hereslf up, covering up Naruto's disappearance. And you get the rest.

Sooner or later, I plan to write a prequel to this story. One of Naruto's arrival into the Son family and his growing up. Unless someone else wants to write one for me. Just have respect for the craft when/if you do. Don't write a shoddy piece of crap.

FYI, 's been screwy for over a week, at least to me. Anyway, there is a solution to the update problem. On the error page, in the url, replace "property" with "content". Problem solved.

And on to the show.

Chapter 2 – Academics, Rumors, And Migraines

Naruto hummed to himself idly as he and Gohan waited out in the hall. Really, he understood manners, but what was the point in making them wait outside for some big class-wide introduction? Sighing, he turned to see his brother was slightly on edge. Snickering quietly to himself, he couldn't help but shake his head. Of the two of them, when it came to the female gender, Gohan was the worst. He was just an absolute wreck! Sure, he himself wasn't perfect, but Gohan just couldn't seem to get comfortable around girls. Though he quietly ignored the fact that when he was around girls, his focus tended to skew, fraying a bit. "So, fun morning, huh?"

"You said it," the dark-haired boy answered back. Life never was dull around them, that was for sure. They got into almost as much trouble as their father used to.

"Satan City, huh?" Naruto asked with a grin, only for both of them to chuckle quietly at the city being named after the guy.

"It sounds better than Goku City or Gohan Town," Gohan added playfully.

"I don't know, I kind of like the sound of The City of Naruto," he mused thoughtfully, Gohan sweatdropping.


Up in the top row, the same dark haired girl from before, Videl, was sitting on her desk, musing over the morning's events. Turning to the primping blonde teen next to her, "Hey, Sharpner, don't tell me you're one of the Golden Fighters?"

The boy sneered arrogantly, "Oh spare me. I don't time to go play superhero! I spent all morning working on my arms," he replied, flexing his biceps for emphasis.

"So Videl, do you think this guy could be stronger than your pops?" asked a short-haired blonde girl to Videl's left, Eraza.

A geeky boy with reddish brown hair in the row below them snorted in disbelief. "What a joke! We all know Videl's dad is the strongest there is. He could knock these gold boys out by flexing his biceps, he's strong!"

Clearing his throat to get the attention of the students, the Jimmy Stewart-esque professor greeted the class. "Well good morning, my young scholars. Today we are being graced by two new class members who actually know how to read," he said, hinting at how disappointing some of the current students really were. "That's your cue, my boys," he said looking to the open doorway.

A hesitant Gohan led the charge, followed by a more at ease, while still nervous, Naruto. "Eheheh," chuckled Gohan nervously. "My name's Gohan. Nice to meet you."

"And I'm his brother, Naruto. Good morning."

The class focused intently on the new charges into the school. The first was introduced as Gohan. He was easily 5'10", maybe even a solid 6 feet. Spiky dark hair trimmed a kind-eyed face, but with strong etched features. He was slimly built but was wide at the shoulders, wearing brown slacks and a black vest over a long sleeved white shirt, the school badge on his vest. The other was a teen with gold similarly spiky, shaggy blonde hair. His skin was more tan than was usual to the area, but seemed so natural for him, only serving to highlight his golden locks that hung shaggily over deep blue eyes. An inch taller than Gohan, the boy, introduced as Naruto, didn't exude quite the same kindness that Gohan did, more a feeling of warmth. He was dressed in a black pair of pants with only a long sleeved light-blue shirt, badge firmly affixed to the hem of said shirt.

Up in the rows, Eraza, ogled the new meat. "Oooh, their cute!" she cooed excitedly.

Videl though was struck by a sense of familiarity. Ignoring the rude comment about their names from the geeky boy in the row lower, Videl concentrated on the two boys. "That's weird, they look familiar."

"Hmhmhmhm," chuckled Sharpner. "They were probably both on a tv spelling bee," he sniggered snidely, both being little more than geeks, losers, in his mind.

"Now, Gohan and Naruto here both did exceptionally well, scoring perfectly in fact on the entrance exams. English, Math, Chemistry…Many of you could learn from their example," he chided.

"Example this!" shouted one of the students, causing a bout of derogatory comments and whistling to erupt from the gathered teens.

"Silence! You kids are an embarrassment to public school!" the professor yelled back, agitated by their overall lack of respect. The white-haired elder professor turned to the two boys, "Well boys, you may sit where you like," he said, motioning for them to get going to find seats. Both looked around for seats that were empty. Gohan ended up in the second row from the back, with a little helpful insistence from the blonde girl at the end, sitting in the same row as Sharpner, Videl, and Eraza. Naruto eventually found a seat towards the middle, but on the left side, choosing to sit next to a girl with long, shoulder length blue-black hair, and oddly colored eyes, a mix of white with a purple tint. She gave him an uneasy, nervous smile before nodding when he smiled down at her, asking if he could sit next to her. "I'm Naruto. What's your name?" he introduced, his smile radiating its usual sun level warmth.

Her face lit up at the request but she was quick to hide it by looking away. "I-I'm, uh, Hinata. Hinata Hyuga," she said at last, trying hard not to blush and failing astronomically.

As the professor began his lecture, his attention was split. Due to his enhanced senses, he was picking up all sorts of conversations in the room, most particularly the one between Gohan and the girl introduced by her friend as Videl…Videl Satan. It was a rather unsettling conversation that made both himself and his brother uneasy. "So you're the guy!" she said loudly, and both Gohan and Naruto stiffened. "You and your brother…You're the guys from outside the bank this morning." Naruto deflated as his brother was given the third degree. She was mentioning the bank robbery from earlier, and how the rumors of the Golden Fighters were spreading like wildfire. Luckily, Gohan was smart and seemed to be deflecting the interrogation easily, and no one seemed to notice he was sweating bullets.

"At least things can't get any worse," he mentally sighed as the flow of questions stopped.

With Gohan:

"So you two are brothers, huh?" asked Eraza curiously.

"Y-Yeah," answered Gohan, finally starting to get used to the questions.

"But how come you don't look alike?" asked Eraza, before she clapped a hand over her mouth in embarrassment. "Oh I'm sorry, that was rude wasn't it?"

Gohan laughed nervously, "No, that's alright. Strictly speaking we're not brothers. Actually we're cousins. But Naruto's parents died when he was a baby and he came to live with us. We grew up together and as far as we're all concerned, he's my parents son, and we're brothers," he said, smiling back.

Nobody noticed the small smile Naruto wore as he heard those words, acknowledging him as close family.

"Wow! That's so neat," squealed Eraza.

"So, uh, did you just move into the city? Maybe we can study together at your house" asked Eraza from behind her book, hinting at her interest in him.

Oblivious to the forward nature of the girl Gohan answered. "No, actually we commute."

"Oh that's cool. Where from?"

"The 439 mountain area," he answered.

Her eyes widened in disbelief. "What? Get out! The 439 mountain area…that's like five hundred miles away!" she shouted earning a rebuke from the teacher.

"I'm trying to teach a class here!" the professor emphasized irately.

Ducking behind her book from embarrassment, she turned to gawk at Gohan. "How in the world do you get here?" she whispered. "That's gotta be like a five hour car drive!"

Across the room Naruto gulped as he sensed his brother's nervousness at the slip up. "Ehehe, that goes to show how dedicated I am to my education," he chuckled weakly.

With Naruto:

Naruto groaned. "Lame," he thought, hearing his brother's excuse. At least the girl he was sitting next to, Hinata, wasn't grilling him in the same manner as the girl, Eraza was to his brother. Though he felt kind of odd with all the small looks she was sending at him. Not that he could tell if it was out of the norm as both he and Gohan had led rather secluded lives. If he were more in touch with his peers he might have noticed, and more importantly understood.


Classes went by slowly at first, but soon enough the day had ended. Neither of the two had noticed anything off about their behaviors which goes to show how normal their level of strength, even when suppressed, was to them. They were totally oblivious to the stares they received during the PE class. They'd played baseball. Gohan just happened to jump twenty plus feet in the air to catch a ball, even taking a hit to the head without being hurt, and Naruto, trying to run as slow as possible, made it from first base to home in seconds. Neither noticed that such was far from outside of the norm for everyone else.

"I'd say that went well," said a smiling Gohan, relieved that the day was over.

"Gohan, I've been thinking-"

"Hmm?"

"If we keep up these fights like this morning, people are gonna recognize us."

Gohan frowned before looking thoughtful, "I know, I thought the same thing, but I also thought up an answer." Naruto waited expectantly. "We need costumes."

Naruto sweat dropped, but after some thought could understand the rationalization behind his brother's idea. "Bulma?" the blonde asked.

Gohan nodded, smiling widely. "Bulma," he agreed.

Turning the corner, both flew straight up to avoid the presence of Videl that they had sensed following them. "Got a stalker already, bro?" snickered Naruto.

Gohan was about to protest before grinning back at Naruto. "I'm not the only one," and pointed. There, some distance away, was the girl he'd sat next to, Hinata, standing behind a power pole, looking around for him. Gohan laughed as his brother palmed his face.


Later:

"Costumes, huh?" mused Bulma thoughtfully. The idea made sense. It would make things a lot easier if they could keep their identities hidden, especially since both the boys had a penchant for finding trouble, just like their late father, Goku.

In less than an hour though, she had twin watches for them, each a specially designed capsule with their costume inside. Now, Gohan stood proud in a green tunic over a black bodysuit with white gloves and boots. A cape hung from his shoulders, and a helmet covered his face, concealing his identity. Some part in the back of Naruto's mind wanted to laugh his ass off for some reason. He himself was decked out in a blue shirt, black pants, boots, and a white short-sleeved trench coat similar to the one that he'd been wrapped in when he'd been sent to the Son family. It even had the same blue flames creeping up the hem. Unlike Gohan though, he refused a helmet, choosing instead to wear a white kabuki style facemask that Bulma had designed for the outfit (An Anbu style mask, but blank white with only eyeholes present). All in all, he liked the new look, even if it was for when he was fighting.

"Crud, it's getting late!" murmured Gohan, worried.

"I'm gonna stay a little longer, Gohan," spoke Naruto to his brother. "Tell mom, I'll be back before curfew."

"Okay!" shouted Gohan back to him as he flew re-storing his outfit in his watch, he waited until Gohan was out of sight.

"You know, you really should tell him," said Bulma, walking up beside him.

Naruto frowned. He didn't like deceiving his family. "I know, but mom has never really approved of our training, and Gohan's happy with a normal life, me…"

Bulma's hand went to his shoulder in attempt to comfort him. "It wasn't your fault," she reminded.

He sighed. "I know. But I can't help but think that if I had been stronger, faster, Cell wouldn't have taken me by surprise, and father wouldn't have…"

Bulma sighed, this was something the blonde had been thinking about ever since the Cell Games. He felt survivor's guilt. "You're going to have to let it go, Naruto," she suggested.

He smiled back one of his small smiles, "Sure I will," though even he didn't believe that faux statement. Looking at his watch, "I better not be any later, Vegeta'll kill me," he said cheerily, switching moods, and ran out of the room. She smiled sadly after him. Gohan and Naruto…they were such kind boys. Gohan was compassionate while Naruto was so very protective.


"You're late," spat Vegeta as the blonde entered the gravity room. Naruto didn't even bother to explain, choosing instead to get right into a fighting stance. Vegeta sneered, "Silent, eh? Well, let's go then." Trunks had left to go to bed after training all day with his dad, Vegeta. Now that he wasn't there, it was strictly one on one sparring between the two Saiyans. Ever since the Cell Games had ended, Naruto had been lost. He'd felt so responsible for his father's death, so useless in the fight. Finally though after having his ass handed to him by Piccolo to knock the sense back into him he began to train, harder than he ever had before. He promised to himself that he would never be useless in a fight again. So he trained so he would be ready for when the next fight came. He trained with Piccolo and Vegeta in secret for years.

He and Vegeta both agreed to keep the energy blasts to a minimum as the, erm, damage tended to be a bit excessive. Instead, they fought to develop their individual skills in hand to hand. And though Vegeta would never admit it, the boy was good. At least he didn't let his skills rust like Kakarot's other son. He knew why the boy pushed himself to train. He himself had felt the same way when he had been able to do so little against Cell. They fought each other at over two hundred times gravity, a light workout, for several hours, before the two sparring partners called it a night, one of them having 'school' in the morning, not that Vegeta cared. In his mind, a warrior first. Bag on his shoulder, he walked out before calling back.

"Same time tomorrow, Vegeta?"

"Hnn, count on it."

In a burst of energy he was skyward, plowing through the clouds for his home in the mountains. Hmm, it was already ten. If he pushed it, he could try to beat his record and get home in less than a half an hour. Hat trick! A muffled 'BOOM' echoed through the region as an object broke the sound barrier up above. Rolling onto his back, he began going over the day's lesson in school in his mind, once more grateful for his near photographic memory.


He nearly laughed out loud the following morning in class as he heard tell of the new, erhem, 'superhero' in town, Saiyaman. Well, at least they weren't talking about the Gold Fighters anymore. From then on the days became fairly routine, well, if you didn't count Gohan leaving class to secretly help Videl in her crime fighting. He may be oblivious to girls in his own regard, but he could see…something forming between the two, Videl and, er, Saiyaman.

Everything had been going well. The superhero, Kyubi, had joined ranks with Saiyaman in protecting the city. Somehow, the name just felt right. Heck, the darn demon's energy was a part of him, so in a way the name was kinda fitting. But the relative piece wasn't to be, as after rescuing Chobi, the family's dino pet, the following morning they were cornered in the hallway on the way to class…by Videl. Currently, Naruto was using a locker as a stress reliever, casually banging his head into it as Videl began pulling together evidence against them, specifically his brother.

"You are Saiyaman! I knew it!" she said triumphantly before turning to Naruto who had finally stopped putting dents into the lockers to look back at her sourly. "And that would make you…Kyubi, right?"

"I hate you," the blonde said dejectedly to his brother who just laughed weakly at the glare.

"Maybe I should schedule a press conference," she said with a predatory smirk that only grew as she saw their faces pale, quite a feat on someone as tan as Naruto. She knew she had them. Naruto had this feeling. He didn't know what it was, only that she was after something.

"No! Please, Videl! You know the only reason we hide our identities is to respect our family's privacy!" Gohan pleaded fearfully.

"Our lives are private, Videl, and that's how we like them," added Naruto with a wry smile.

"Is that true?" she shot at Gohan knowing he was the weakest against her glares and would crumple.

"Yes! Of course!" he answered back in growing anxiety.

Videl's eyes narrowed as she thought of something. "Hey, wait a minute. You're the Gold Fighters, aren't you?"

Both the Son boys began to sweat, not that the information would be a step up from what she already had. Though it would get her closer to figuring out they were in the Cell Games, or that they were half alien. Oh well, keep as many secrets as you can. "No! No, no, no!" they protested in unison, doing their best to sound as innocent and truthful as they could.

"Man, and I thought Vegeta could glare," thought Naruto amusedly to himself.

"Why should I believe you two?" she asked smugly, waiting for them to trip up somewhere down the line in their excuses.

"Those guys had blonde hair," supplied Gohan. Videl looked pointedly at Gohan before looking to Naruto's hair. It was golden blonde.

"Rumors say their hair was bleach blonde, and I'm not a punker," added Naruto quickly in a defensive tone.

It was true, the story was that their hair was borderline white, or platinum blonde. Okay, she could believe that, and neither of the two Son boys had hair that stood up straight. Videl just shrugged nonchalantly before continuing. "Hn, you're right about that. They're more handsome than you two are, too," she retorted, hoping for an outburst, one which never came. "I guess I believe you. Yeah, I do," she concluded with a nod to herself as she moved to lean against one of the undamaged lockers and look hard at the two boys.

"Videl, please, is there any way you can keep our secret between us?" pleaded Gohan.

She looked down, lost in thought. "Hm, maybe…"

Naruto sensed it again. She was after something. "But you have to do something for me in return," she finished. "Bingo," thought Naruto as he seriously reconsidered continuing his stress relief on the lockers, or maybe the concrete walls. Her face lifted, eyes flashing for a moment.

"I'm not gonna like this," thought Naruto again.

"Okay here's the deal: if you enter the World Martial Arts Tournament, I'll keep your secret! How's that?"

"…Well that's not too bad," Naruto thought, relieved. Gohan though seemed a little nervous.

"Me? Compete in the tournament?"

"Both of you," she corrected evilly. "That's right. I'm gonna be competing myself, but becoming the World Champion won't mean anything to me unless I know that all the world's best fighters are going to be there." She crossed her arms across her chest, leaning back into the locker. "My dad was the last champion. And he says a guy named Goku won the one before that." Gohan and Naruto both shifted uneasily at the mentioning of their dad. There was no way that she could… "Strangely enough I did some research about this 'Goku' fella and found out that he has two sons. One named Gohan and another named Naruto. Then I put two and two together."

"Oh crud," both of them thought.

"I'm right about it, aren't I? Well?"

"Er, no!" Gohan protested weakly, and unconvincingly too. Videl picked his weak defense apart like a pro.

"I knew it," she smirked at their faces. "You're Goku's sons! You're a terrible liar, Gohan! It's written all over your face!" she crowed triumphantly at the dark-haired boy.

Her cheerful attitude turned absolutely jubilant as a wide smile split her face, one worn usually by a predator when looking at its prey. "Wow! This is gonna be great! What a terrific match! The former champion's daughter fighting a former champion's son, or even sons!" She positively glowed at the idea. "Doesn't that sound exciting to you!"

"No, not really," countered Gohan unenthusiastically. "Why don't we do something really challenging like going out on a date? Eheheheh." Naruto's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets at that proposal.

Videl smacked the locker beside her as she stood up from her relaxed position to glare aggressively at him. "Look, you don't have to compete if you don't want to. But if you don't I will tell everyone."

"What? You'd do that?" Gohan shouted, horrified. Naruto, though worried simply stood back and enjoyed the show.

She smirked back, "Yeah, sure. The truth is the truth, right? Your family can adjust to the lime light just like mine did."

"You wouldn't really?" he begged.

"Just try me."

Gohan balked under her ultimatum and submitted. "Oh alright then, I'll compete in the tournament."

"Same here," answered Naruto as she turned her questioning gaze on him.

"And does Hinata know about you?" Naruto's calm exterior faltered as a twitch developed under his left eye. More proof than she needed. "Cheer up, this is gonna be a blast!" she said cheerily. "You just wait and see! It's gonna be a heck of a lot more fun than some dumb old date!" before she walked away down the hall with a spring in her steps. Her head appeared from back around the corner a second later. "Oh, and there's one more condition. It's no big deal I just want to learn how to fly that's all. That shouldn't be too hard to teach me, should it?"

"No, it's a cinch," answered Gohan weakly at her request.

"Great! Well we'll get started right away! Well, seeya later!" she said brightly before turning and leaving again.

"You are so whipped," said Naruto to his brother.

Gohan turned bright red before vehemently saying she wasn't his girlfriend. "Besides, what about you and this 'Hinata'?" asked Gohan, going on the offensive.

"…I have no idea what you're talking about," his brother answered mildly before continuing on to their classroom.

Internally, Gohan was sighing at his misfortune. "Man, blackmailed twice in the same week. How do I do it? And now we have to join this tournament…mom's gonna kill us."

"Nuhuh. She'll kill you, not us," Naruto corrected. "I plan to throw you to the wolves."