Disclaimer-Mirai Marron is mine, the others aren't.

Signs Of The First Battle

M. Marron closed her eyes as she recanted her tale.

It was a beautiful June morning. Beautiful, that is, for those who were not in training.

"Come on, you baka!" Vegeta growled at Goku, taking a swing at him with his fist. "Fight back!"

"Got no problem there!" Goku called back just as savagely, he blood boiling when he was in his fighting mood. He attacked Vegeta with a barrage of punches, each one landing and doing some damage.

Vegeta reared back and wiped some blood of his lip. "Not bad, Kakarot. Let's try some energy attacks."

"I repeat, got no problem there!" Goku gathered his energy in his hands while Vegeta did the same.

"Ka…me…"

"Gallick…"

Ha…me…"

"Gun…"

"HA!"

"FIRE!"

Two incredible white lights blew from each other's hands straight at each other. The two beams locked in the middle, creating sparks of white and gold lightning. They were locked together, neither able to gain any mileage.

Finally, the two fighters dropped their energy beams and the two attacks dissipated. Both stood in their positions, panting. "Not bad, Vegeta," Goku said, wiping some sweat from his forehead. "No bad at all."

"You've improved, Kakarot," Vegeta answered on the same vein.

"Oh my God," Gohan said, coming out of nowhere. At this time, he was 9 years old and still stronger than anyone else. "I never thought I'd live to see Dad and Vegeta actually complementing each other."

Vegeta shot a beam at him to make a point.

"All right, all right, chill," Gohan said, throwing up his hands.

"All right, young man, get your bad self in here and help me with these dishes!" Chichi yelled from inside the house.

Gohan grumbled a little and trudged straight into the mouth of Hell.

"'Later, Vegeta," Goku said, dropping out of the sky and onto the ground.

"Bleep straight," Vegeta answered, turning and flying off towards Capsule Corps.

It wasn't long afterwards when they got the call.