Author's Note – Hey! Muwahah! Here it is, Chapter 8! Hehe, it's a pretty humorous one. Especially at the Lookout Point! Anyway, hope you like it!
Chapter 8 – Something New To Talk About
"Thanks again Bulma. This will really help me out." Gohan explained as he sat down on the couch. Bulma shrugged with a smile and headed towards her equipment room. "No prob! But, it will probably take a couple of hours…" "Hey!" Zoa piped up suddenly, "Where's Trunks? We could hang out with him while you work." Bulma thought this over for a moment. "Oh! He's in the gravity room training with his father. I swear Gohan, Vegeta is determined to train Trunks until he's stronger than you!" Gohan raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, great." He replied, his voice thick with sarcasm. "Anyway, come on Zo, let's go find him."
It wasn't long before they discovered Trunks, getting something from a small fridge outside of the gravity room. He had a towel slung over one shoulder, and looked rather worn out.
"Wow! You've been having a good work out, huh?" Gohan exclaimed as the young, purple-haired half Saiyan turned to see them. "Gohan! Zoa! When did you guys get here?" Zoa shrugged, looking at her watch. "Oh, maybe a few minutes ago. Not long." Trunks grinned, throwing down his towel. "Well it's great to see you guys! You haven't come to visit forever! I've really-" Trunks stopped abruptly as the door to the gravity room slammed shut and Vegeta came down the hallway towards them. Zoa shook her head smirking. Vegeta always struck her as being very funny. He tried to desperately hard to make everyone afraid of him, but he really wasn't that bad a guy, whether he liked it or not.
"Good evening Sir." Gohan said in a bit of a mocking respectful tone. Zoa snickered. "What's up Veg?" Vegeta stopped at his comment and turned around, glaring at Zoa.
"You two are getting weak in theses times of peace. You should train more." With that, he turned around and left. Zoa broke out into laughter. "What a guy." Trunks nodded solemnly, downing a glass of water. "Yeah, he gets like that sometimes. You learn to live with it."
"Yes!!" Gohan exclaimed as he examined himself in the mirror. He spun around with a triumphant grin as he swung his cape over his shoulders. Bulma nodded in approval of the costume she had made for him. "So does it fit?" She asked as Gohan studied his helmet carefully. "Yeah! It's a 'super' fit!"
Suddenly, Trunks and Zoa appeared around the corner, each with a glass of juice. "Oh cool! It's finished!" Zoa exclaimed as she put down her cup and headed over to a beaming Gohan. Trunks stopped dead short and dropped his juice. He's going to wear that get-up in public? I'm only eight, and even I wouldn't be caught dead in something like that…
Gohan adjusted his gloves and flexed an arm in a superhero pose as Zoa walked over to him. "So, what do you think? Is this cool or what?" Zoa laughed, circling Gohan, putting one hand on her hip and the other to her chin. "Very awesome." She decided finally, much to Gohan's delight.
"Alright! Man! This is so perfect! Now I can fight crime and still not have to let on how powerful I am!" As he said this, Zoa frowned, standing up on her toes and putting her face extremely close to his helmet visor.
"Woah! I can't see you at all! You're identity will definitely be safe, as long as you keep the helmet on." Gohan nodded somewhat nervously as Zoa's chest pressed up against his. "Uh, y-yeah! Aheheh!" Zoa frowned, stepping back down and backing up a bit. "Oh, and when you wear it, you might want to change your voice when you talk to people a bit. It could give you away too." Gohan pondered this, then put on a goofy grin as he cleared his throat.
"You mean like this?" He asked in a deep dramatic hero voice. Zoa nodded giggling. "Yeah! That sounds good to me!" Gohan pressed a button on his watch, and his disguise disappeared.
"But look at the time! I'd better be getting home! Hey Zoa, do you still need a ride?" Gohan asked as he noticed the reading on his watch. Zoa shook her head. "No, that's okay! I'll just fly from here." Gohan smiled, giving them a two finger wave. "Alright! Then I'll see you tomorrow morning! Thanks again Bulma! See ya Trunks!" Trunks waved enthusiastically as Gohan leapt onto Nimbus and shot off towards home. "Bye! Come again any time!"
Bulma turned to Zoa as Gohan disappeared from sight. "Guess you have to get going soon huh? I bet Piccolo runs a pretty strict curfew." Zoa laughed at this comment, shrugging her shoulders. "Well, it all depends on what kind of mood he's in. And either way, before I go, I have to ask you a favor…"
Gohan grinned as he stood up on Nimbus, pressing the button on his watch. He knew his mom would get mad at him for being late, but he didn't care. He had to go try out his new superhero disguise!
"Hey Nimbus! Want to race?" He asked the Golden cloud. "When I count to three, okay? 1…2…3!" With that, Gohan took off back towards the city, quickly leaving Nimbus behind. "Come on!" He shouted back, "I thought you were faster than that!" Gohan stopped in mid-flight as he noticed something below. "Wow, I'm already at Orange Star! That was fast! And I've already found some lawbreakers…" He frowned as he noticed a car driving recklessly down the street. Well, looks like it's time I give the city something new to talk about. He decided as he shot down towards the ground. Gohan landed a few inches in front of the car, which stopped just before it hit him. "Excuse me citizens!"
"What the hell? What are you trying to prove baka?" The driver shouted, shaking his fist out the window. Gohan frowned seriously, putting his hands on his hips.
"You were driving very dangerously! Put on your turn signals! Do not drive above the speed limit! Follow the rules of the road!" The man in the passenger's seat shook his head as they got out of the car. "What is this, a public safety message?" "Yeah," The driver agreed, "Who is this guy anyway?" Gohan stopped, pondering this for a moment. "Uh, you want to know who I am, huh? Ummm…" One of the men raised an eyebrow as Gohan stood quietly contemplating. "Hey, what's he doing?" The driver shrugged. "He's thinkin'" Finally, Gohan was ready to answer.
"I am Defender of Justice! Upholder of Peace! I am, The Great Saiyaman!!!!"
The men stood for a few minutes, then broke out into fits of laughter. "Hahah! The 'Great Saiyaman?' What kind of stupid name is that?" The other man also laughed, shaking his head. "I don't know! It's almost as dorky as his outfit! Hahahah!" Gohan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
"SHUT UP YOU STUPID BASTARDS! I PUT A LOT OF THOUGHT INTO THAT NAME!!" Gohan hollered, slamming his foot down into the concrete. It cracked, sending a small fissure along the road, causing the car to fall sideways in the newly made uneven split. The men jumped back, their eyes widening. "Woah! Um, no, you must have misunderstood us!" One of the men stammered as Gohan stood seething angrily. "We said it was a very nice name and outfit!" Gohan unclenched his fists and smiled slightly.
"Well then," He began, walking over to the car, lifting it out of the large crevice and dropping it on the road, "Drive safely!" The men nodded shakily and got into the car, taking off as quickly as possible. "Yes Sir Mr. Saiyaman Sir!" They exclaimed as they disappeared, making sure not to drive over the speed limit. Gohan smiled, rather proud of his little performance. "What promising citizens."
"Thanks Bulma! I owe you one!" Zoa exclaimed as she took off into the sky. "No problem Zoa!" Bulma waved. "Yeah! See you later!" Trunks added with a small yawn as he headed inside to get ready for bed. Zoa frowned as she looked at the time. She had to hurry, or she'd be late! However, it didn't take her to long to reach the Lookout Point. She landed softly on the tile floor and headed into the palace where Dende sat watching TV.
"Wow, an exciting day in the life of an Earth God." Zoa mused in a television documentary voice. Dende raised an eyebrow and shook his head smiling. "Well, what do you expect we would do? The Earth isn't always being threatened by destruction, so we get it easy most of the time."
"Do you have any idea what time it is?" Piccolo rumbled from the hallway. Zoa rolled her eyes as the tall Namek walked into the living room with a very unimpressed look on his face. "Relax Piccolo. I'm a Saiyan, it's not like I can't defend myself. What do you always worry about? Besides, I was with Gohan most of the time." Piccolo crossed his arms. "Exactly my point."
"Piccolo!" Zoa gasped, pretending to be appalled. Piccolo just shrugged his shoulders. "Look kid, you're my responsibility and I worry about you. I'm not stupid. I know what teenagers do." Dende let out a small laugh from the sofa. Piccolo considered this. "Well, teenagers of most species." Zoa shook her head embarrassed, and headed past Piccolo to her room. "Whatever. I'm going to do my homework." Mr. Popo looked around the frame of the kitchen door in confusion.
"What was all that about?" He inquired. Dende chuckled, reclining the sofa. "Pic's worried about Gohan and Zoa finally getting affected by their Saiyan hormones and helping each other lose their virginity." Piccolo's eyes widened, his face turning a slight shade of purple that was the Namek equivalent to blushing.
"Well you don't have to put it quite that bluntly!" He grumbled. Dende shrugged. "Whatever. Oh! My show's on!"
Zoa quickly tossed her book bag onto the floor and closed the door. She would only be gone for about an hour or so, so hopefully she wouldn't get caught… She grabbed a couple of bags from her closet and opened the window, taking off silently towards the city.
"Gohan! Do you have any idea what time it is?" Chi Chi scolded as Gohan tried to explain. "I know, I'm really sorry Mom, I was kind of busy…"
"First you don't tell me you're going to be late, then you come home wearing silly clothes, what next?" Gohan looked down at his feet, shrugging innocently. Suddenly, Goten came running into the room from somewhere upstairs, a wide grin forming on his face as he saw Gohan in his Saiyaman suit.
"Wow Gohan! That's so awesome!" He exclaimed as he examined his big brother's costume. "Man, I hope I'm as cool as you when I grow up!" Gohan grinned, kneeling down to Goten's level and messing up his hair with a hand. "Thanks Bro, I knew you'd be on my side."
"Well, you two better go get washed up. Now that everyone's here, I'll finish making supper." Chi Chi stated from the sink. Gohan stood up, pressing the button on his watch and grinning at Goten. "Hey, I'll race you!" He exclaimed, throwing down his bag and taking off towards the door. "Haha! You're on!" Goten laughed, taking off after him.