A/N Just in case you haven't noticed yet I've set up a few links on my profile which lead to images of what I think things in my story should look like along with a picture of the symbol Gohan drew.

As Gohan speeded his way towards Capsule Corporations head quarters two figures stood in a room lit by a single computer screen. The smaller of the two had oily looking black hair that was thinning in places along with a pasty complexion, baggy eyes and the smudged look of intelligence that some humans get with age and study. He was standing slightly to the side while the taller examined the screen. Unlike the other everything about him gave an impression of wealth and taste. His hair was caramel brown and slicked back and to the side with water, his eyes slightly strained in the dimmed light, but considering what he was looking at he was glad of it. "Dark rooms for dark deeds" that's what his grandfather had once told him, though the odds of anyone finding them were remote if not downright impossible, it gave him a sense of comfort to know his plotting would go undisturbed and unseen on the off chance that the room had been bugged. He took a deep breath and stood back from the screen and reached into the inner pocket of his pin striped suit. The style was somewhat antiquated, especially with the black and white polka doted power tie, but is was beautifully cut giving it a somewhat timeless quality. From his breast pocket he pulled out a silver cigarette case, lit one without offering the other man one and took a deep drag before speaking. "Will it work ?".

The oily looking man quickly answered. "There is the slim chance that it has already worked before, of course there's no way to tell. I still require a few more days to rule out any flaws but from what I have seen, it should do exactly what you want it to. It's the only reason I suggested it in the first place when you told me what you wanted to do."

"And the improvements ?".

"Once I've completed looking through the plans I'll be able to say with certainty".

The taller man replaced the cigarette in his mouth continuing to stare at the screen. As he took a puff his eyes reflected the red light coming from the tip. "When you're sure, send me a message through the usual channels and I'll provide the funds you'll need."

Without waiting for a reply he turned around and after punching in an eight digit code the door opened and he exited the room. A few minutes later the sound of a helicopter propeller could be heard and the small man returned to the terminal.

A few minutes after setting off from Satan City Gohan landed gently in the back garden of the famous Capsule Corporation headquarters. Not even bothering to knock Gohan walked straight through the door quickly making his way to the closest elevator. As he went up he felt Vegeta's power level draw close then slowly fade away with distance. With a little effort he sensed another far smaller power signature nearby which belonged to Trunks, glancing at what floor he was on he correctly guessed the two of them were sparring in one of the gravity rooms. As the elevator opened Gohan immediately turned right making his way down several corridors and closed doors until at last coming to the corridor that lead to his office, the office belonging to the Executive Director of Applied Sciences.

Virtually everything inside the room had either been chosen or designed personally by Gohan right down to the security system which had increased ten-fold since Bulma discovered the information leaks six years ago. The door to his office appeared to be made of pure white but extremely dense glass but as he approached a hologram of a keypad appeared right where the handle would be on a normal door, pressing the correct digits he heard the usual three quick beeps and the glass became transparent and the door slid open before closing again behind him. Rather than heading up to his desk/computer Gohan crossed the room to a hidden cabinet inside of which there were several models of Saiyan fatigues and armor, pursing his lips he began deciding which one he would choose. As he considered his thoughts went back several years ago when he had worn them to his first sparring match with Vegeta who had told them the history of the strange clothes.

Before Frieza and his army had first enslaved the saiyan race, it was forbidden for anyone but a saiyan who had gone through their right of passage to don the armor or fatigues. To earn the right a young saiyan no older than seven was required to go out into the wilderness of the planet and live alone for a whole year at the mercy of the savage beasts that roamed the wilds of Planet Vegeta . If he or she survived, then and only then could they wear the armor. Of course when Frieza came along and discovered the unique properties of the armor, he had it mass produced and gave it away freely to his soldiers, which had nearly resulted in the first Saiyan rebellion. Hundreds of Saiyan children had died in the wilderness never to be seen again and now warriors unable to defeat the weakest Saiyans were permitted to wear the armor. Apparently when Vegeta had first worn the fatigues as a child he had been so proud as he was one of the few who actually had the opportunity to complete the right of passage, most saiyan children like Goku had been shipped off to the weakest planets before ever getting the opportunity.

Vegeta told him the only reason that he had allowed him and Krillin to wear the armor on Namek was because of the strength they both had displayed when Vegeta first arrived on earth with Nappa. Gohan smiled at the memory, because it had been the first time he had been genuinely proud to be a Saiyan, it had been the day that he found out that while Saiyans had always been warriors, it was frieza's threats which had made them ruthless It was also the day he ceased to think of himself as a human and instead something so much more. As a consequence of this revelation Gohan had long ago forbidden Goten to ever wear his armor or fatigues until he had earned them, several months afterwards Trunks informed him that he was under the same conditions from Vegeta.

Finally choosing a full bodied black pair with no armor, Gohan placed the clothes into his bag and left the room, locking the door behind him. Now walking with renewed purpose he once again walked to the elevator this time pressing the button which would take him to the lowest floor, several stories below the main building. Of course access to this floor in particular was highly restricted so Gohan was required to supply his identity card and a finger print.

As the doors opened the guard who was always seated slightly to the right facing the elevator smiled at him politely but otherwise ignored him returning to his newspaper. Gohan turned left to the corridor that started directly behind the elevator. This level was very simple in it's design, the elevator was situated in the exact middle while four corridors lead in opposite directions forming a cross pattern, the walls and floors were made of expensive black tile backlit with a pale blue light which came out completely white when combined with the glare from the hidden fluorescents on the ceiling .

Each Corridor led to a private laboratory belonging to the four top scientists at the facility, the corridor that led straight out of the elevator belonged to Bulma, the corridor that led right belonged to Bulma's father and the left belonged to professor Ghast an aging woman who had been with the corporation since it's inception. He never mentioned it as the woman was always kind to him, but she had reached such an advanced age that every time Gohan saw her she appeared to grow older before his very eyes.

The Final Corridor led towards Gohans private lab and he was immensely fond of it. Once again the doors sealing his lab was locked with a security system identical to the one that guarded his office, pressing the correct sequence of numbers there was a whooshing sound and the doors swung open automatically, though this time they remained frosted over for privacy. Like outside in the corridors the floor was made of the same black tile lit with small pale blue lights, though this time the walls were instead made of seamless cement decorated here and there with bright abstract paintings Gohan had selected to brighten up the place.

The enormous room was littered with various machines with unique functions all pressed neatly against the walls while in the middle there was a large raised surface with a circular stainless steel desk. On top of the desk were several glass, holographic computer screens which bore a great resemblance to the laptop that was in Gohans room back at home. Gohan sat down behind the desk for a moment to take a breather, making the final adjustments to the outfit in his mind before he created it down here. Disliking the sudden quite Gohan turned on all the computers then picked up a remote switching on the stereo system. Instantly metallic rock reigned in the lab, getting up again Gohan muttered the first line of the song quietly to himself, "we're punked up, funked up, dead from the neck up".

Finally making a decision Gohan pressed another button on the remote and the black tiles slid aside as a large steel table rose up in front of him. Placing the fatigues on the table he then took out a white pen and began tracing out a design over the chest of the material, when he was finally satisfied with what he had drawn, he tossed aside the pen, raised his right hand.

Suddenly it began to glow with increasing intensity as he pooled more energy into the appendage, eventually it was shining like a pure white blow torch and he began to work carefully disintegrating the cloth between the lines he had drawn.

Half an hour later Gohan was finally finished. The actual fatigues only took a few minutes, granted he had made a few slip ups but somehow it made the "S" symbol he had burnt seem even more impressive, he had also decided for cautions sake to add a small mask to the ensemble, but rather than using the same material the fatigues or gloves were made from he decided on a vinyl like substance Bulma had created that would stick to his face until he deliberately removed it. Also to add a dramatic flair Gohan added ultra thin, flexible lenses to the mask which would cause his eyes to glow white.

The Final step was to apply the costume to a watch retrofitted to store the outfit in the pocket dimension, then systematically reconstruct the outfit around Gohan while removing his original clothes and deconstruct the outfit and store it again all at the push of a button. Gohan was very pleased with his brilliance.

Just as he had finished the lab doors opened and in walked Vegeta and Bulma. From the slightly fatigued look on Vegetas face Gohan judged that he had only just left the G.R.

"Hey guys" said Gohan replacing the watch on his wrist.

"How was your first day of school" asked Vegeta with a smug smile. Vegeta knew that the only way that he would have gone to school was if his mother had forced him.

Bulma instantly picked up on the mocking tone and gave Vegeta a death glare before sitting down at Gohans desk, "You be nice, it's good for him to go to school with kids his own age."

"I already know you suggested it Bulma, so you can quit sucking up" said Gohan, he wasn't sure if he was pissed off with her or not but he liked to keep his options open.

"What are you doing down here anyway, you'd think your mom would want to know all about your first day ?"said Bulma looking at the computer screens for some clue as to what Gohan had been up to.

"I'm guessing you heard about the incident at Satan City bank earlier this morning ?".

"You're referring to the incident where you turned Super Saiyan and beat up some humans ?" asked Vegeta

"Yeah. Well it turns out fighting crime and saving the day is much funner than you'd think Vegeta. So I intend to keep it up, I did a bit of research earlier, it turns out that Satan city experiences more crimes reported in a month than West City does in a year, so I should get the opportunity to play hero for the humans quite often"

"You're not serious" said Vegeta looking at Gohan in surprise.

"Believe me, I'm not interested in playing boy scout but there is something strangely satisfying in screwing up the endeavors of Stan City's criminals" said Gohan leaning on a bench comfortably.

"But what about your school, won't it be a little difficult to fit in if your flying around beating criminals to a pulp and throwing blasts of light from your hands ?" asked Bulma looking away from the computer screen.

"It already is difficult, one girl at school already thinks it's me. Fortunately no one believes her and I'm pretty sure I've thrown her off the trail but just as an added precaution I've come up with this" he said moving away from the bench. Pressing a button on his watch he was consumed in light for a second before it ebbed and he was left standing in the outfit he had created.

" Wow" said Bulma getting up and walking around Gohan. "Tre Chic, I especially like the way you burnt the symbol right through to the chest and changed your earrings from hoops to little studs. We should get trunks down here and get his opinion sometime though. What do you think Vegeta"

Gohan looked up diverted, judging by his expression he clearly didn't know what to think before answering, "you can still tell it's you".

"Only because you know him so well" said Bulma fairly

"Yeah but I'm not risking it, you're only looking at half the ensemble". With a grunt of effort Gohan transformed into a Super Saiyan and looked at himself in the reflective floor. His chest and arms had grown considerably and with his new hair he couldn't imagine how anyone would be able to link the masked hero to his alter ego.

"Much better Gohan, now I can't imagine anyone figuring out who you are" said Bulma kindly.

"Thanks" said Gohan relaxing into his normal form before pressing the button returning his normal clothes to him.

"Have you made any friends there yet" asked Bulma returning to her seat.

"Kind of, there's three people that I spent lunch with, Erasa, Sharpener and Videl"

"Videl" said Bulma thoughtfully. "Why does that name sound so familiar ?" asked Bulma curiously.

"Apparently she's the daughter of that shaved ape Hercule Satan" said Gohan.

"You're making friends with that idiots daughter" said Vegeta in disgust.

"Like I said, 'Kind of'. And she's not what you would think, she has no idea that her fathers a fraud and she's a lot smarter than he is. She's not bad looking either, I can't imagine where she gets it" said Gohan standing over Bulma he began his computer's shut down sequence.

"Please don't tell me you like her" said Vegeta looking at Gohan as though he was mad.

"She's the one who thinks I might be the Gold Fighter as they're calling me." said Gohan preferring not to answer. Swinging his satchel over his shoulder and making his way to the door he said "anyway I gotta get going or I'll miss dinner and I want to make my first appearance so the kids will be talking about their new hero tomorrow, Bulma can you lock up and Vegeta we need to have a match some time this week, it's been too long. See you guys later".

Finally standing out in the dwindling sunlight Gohan pulled out his phone dialed his mother rising into the air as he did it. After a few rings his little brother picked the phone.

"Hello ?" said the rough little voice

"Hey Goten can you put mom on the phone"

" 'Kay" said the little boy.

Gohan only had to wait a few seconds before his mother answered "Where are you Gohan school should have ended a while ago ?".

"It did but I needed to do something at work I'll be back home soon".

"Good, I want to hear about your day. See you soon honey" with that Gohan hung up and made his way to Satan city. Once he arrived he quickly changed outfits and surveyed the area, he was disappointed to not see any shot police or bank hold ups and was reduced to stopping a joy rider who was about to hit a couple crossing the street. Swooping down Gohan displayed incredible grace and timing by flying beneath the car shooting out from under the front grabbing the tip of the car as he went past before swinging it around until it was facing the opposite direction it had been going.

The driver which had been laughing so hard a minute ago now looked like he was about to wet himself as Gohan strolled up to the drivers side window and squatted down so his face was level with the drivers. Putting on a slightly deeper voice Gohan spoke loud enough for the crowd who had gathered by the sidewalk to hear him. "Hey buddy" he began in a friendly tone "I hate to break up your joy ride but if you'd hit someone you'd really be feeling guilty now wouldn't you"

"Oh yeah and who do you think you are doing that to my car" the driver seemed to have regained a small measure of his confidence.

"I'm The Legendary Super Saiyan and if I catch you driving like that again I'll give your car a new sunroof. Now" he said picking up the car with one hand and spinning it back in the right direction "have a nice day and be careful".

"Oh yes of course, sir I will", the guy looked so terrified that from the smell Gohan guessed the guy really did piss himself this time.

Letting go of the car Gohan patted the roof to signal the guy it was safe to leave. The instant he got the message the guy began driving at a glacial pace taking tremendous care to conform to the road. At once the crowd burst into applause and Gohan saw with satisfaction that several people had recorded the whole scene on their phones. Grinning at the people Gohan shot into the air and began flying home.

A/N p.s. "The legendary Super Saiyan" I can't belie no one thought of that as a name for him. Super Saiyan - Superman.