"You're strong, Vegeta. I'll give you that."
"Tch, stating the obvious huh Kakarrot?" huffed Vegeta. "This isn't my full power!"
"Bring it!" Goku bellowed, motioning Vegeta to come at him with his hand. "You're lucky I went easy on you."
Not even a millisecond had passed, and Vegeta dashed his way to Goku, with the intent to finally defeat his rival once and for all. Bringing a flurry of punches, kicks, and ki blasts, the Saiyan Prince pressed the Earthling Saiyan to the defensive as they took off from the floor once again.
This was part of their training; fighting each other in a gravity chamber, cranking it up to 300% and letting them duke it out until they had exhausted themselves. No rules… Well, aside from biting your opponent and killing them of course. Just enough to incapacitate them or force the opposition to surrender. Basic enough.
Goku gritted his teeth against another incoming exchange of blows against Vegeta. "Man, this guy won't let me catch a breath," Goku thought."You wanna turn it up? Let's turn it up then!"
Wasting no time, Goku landed a punch on Vegeta's stomach, sending him back and knocking him down a few steps away. Enough for him to transform.
Vegeta gaped at the forceful punch to his stomach and flipped back for a quick recovery. Gritting his teeth, he let out a low chuckle as he watched his opponent charge up ki, realizing he was turning into a Super Saiyan.
"What's wrong? Turning Super Saiyan already?" Vegeta smirked; his opponent was getting soft. "Two can play that game!" he shouted, and began charging up overwhelming amounts of ki that would make a scouter blush.
A couple minutes of Vegeta screaming later, he powered through Super Saiyan and went Super Saiyan 2. "Only for the best. Well what are you waiting for? Transform already! Let's see if your power can keep up with mine."
Much to Vegeta's surprise, Goku chuckled, then grinned. "I'll beat you without Super Saiyan at all! Haaaaaa!" Charging up power on his own, he emitted a white aura around him, his ki soaring through the roof; it would make even a scouter cry in agony.
"What is this power?! Impossible! He's only reached Super Saiyan 3, what now?! Damn you, Kakarrot, always the innovator, aren't you?"
And there laying before Vegeta's eyes, possibly the strongest Goku had ever become, based on the prince's senses; with the hair of a Super Saiyan 2, but surprisingly black instead of golden, and with a white aura emanating from him. Vegeta had never known of this form at all!
"So, like my new form? I practiced it with Gohan and the Elder Kai. Gohan calls it the Ultimate Form. This isn't all, though; I have one more thing to add to this." Goku grinned, then began charging up power once more. This time, red ki flowed around his body.
"Wh-what now?! What is this, a show-and-tell? Get on with it already and fight me!" Exclaimed the Saiyan Prince impatiently. "Come on! I've no time for ga-what?!"
His monologue was cut short when Goku screamed "Kaioken! Times five!" By then, a harmonious blend of a pale red glow surrounded his body, emitting even more power than Vegeta could ever dream of. This man could probably flick Frieza and warp him to a different dimension!
To think, Kakarrot is doing all these mental gymnastic forms... While wearing an orange Hawaiian shirt, dark blue shorts and shoes. Not even to mention a ring while he's at it. Kakarrot was never one to worry about his clothes and would always, Vegeta meant, always, would wear the same eyesore orange turtle gi with his name on the back and front. But ever since the Cell Games this man wore anything applicable.
One time, Kakarrot and his family visited him for Trunks' ninth birthday, a year after Majin Buu had been defeated. Vegeta expected Kakarrot to pull up to the party with a gi as he always did, but much to his surprise, he wore a semi-formal vest, rolled up shirt sleeves to the elbow, pants, and…spats! Kakarrot with spats?! The Prince of All Saiyans wanted to punch himself in the gut. There was absolutely no way this man pulled up to the party with that much class!
"The Kakarrot I knew would always wear that horrible gi and weights, now he's wearing this?! I don't believe it. It must be his mate forcing him to do it. Tch, Earthling women."
Back to the fight, Vegeta focused his attention on Goku, who stood by idly waiting for the fight. "You ready?" he asked. "I have a family dinner at seven and I need to wash up after this. Chi-Chi hates it when I stink, you know."
"Argh! I can't take this anymore!" Vegeta's impatience reached a breaking point, and quickly dashed forward to his opponent. "This fights gone too long enough; I hope you're ready to eat the metal floor Kakarrot!"
"I'll be sure to put pepper and salt on it for you, Vegeta!" His opponent smiled and entered back to his fighting stance.
One gut punch. That's all it took to fully incapacitate his opponent. With his eyes locked on the target, he screamed, charging insurmountable amounts of power into a single gut-punch.
Goku, with the reflexes of a housefly, ducked much earlier and landed a nimble chop on Vegeta's nape. Safe to say, that man wouldn't be waking up for the next five hours or so. Carrying the unconscious Vegeta in his arms like a baby, Goku chuckled.
"Aww, look at him. He's all tuckered out." Goku smiled and returned to his base form. After the initial aftershock of the Kaioken did to his body, he sloppily made his way to the control room and turned off the artificial gravity. "Geez, Kaioken really tingles the body. I'll have to look it up; muscle contortions and remedies. I bet Bulma can help!"
"Well that'll be for later. I've got a date to catch!" He spoke to himself. "I wonder what I should wear for tonight? Something casual... I doubt Chi wouldn't hate me wearing that same jacket right? We're only going to a restaurant after all."
Yes, apparently Goku realized what a mirror was and found out just how much of an eyesore his gi was for prolonged periods of time. Of course, this doesn't counteract the fact that he likes the color orange in general; a switch-up here and there shouldn't hurt him.
And that's when Goku discovered the world of fashion (AKA, dressing up for occasions). It had started out with him wearing only a simple white shirt and gym shorts for working out, then progressed all the way to him realizing that you could wear weighted bomber jackets if you asked Dende hard enough. It's even better when you ask for weighted shoes, watches, and rings. It helps with... finger strength.
Burying that thought faster than he buried Frieza on Namek, he immediately flew to Capsule Corp to drop off the sleeping beauty (as Bulma liked to call him). He then drove back to his home, no matter how far it was from there to Mount Paozu.
It was now 7 PM in the streets of Satan City. The current time didn't stop the hustling and bustling in the city, and the traffic didn't seem to let up anytime soon. In one of the cars stuck in traffic, was Goku's, with Chi-Chi, Gohan, and Goten in the same brand new car he had received from Bulma as a token of gratitude.
They've been stuck at a red light for more than a minute now, and the ever-impatient Goten began to squirm around in his seat, slowly growing hungrier. Gohan kept a calm demeanor and was fiddling with his cell phone, while Chi-Chi looked around from the shotgun seat, taking in the absurd number of lights surrounding Satan City, and Goku's eyes remained fixed on the road, waiting for something to happen already.
"Are we there yet, daddy?" Goten asked for the fifth time already. The truth was, it was quite a long drive from Mount Paozu all the way to Satan City. Even Gohan complained about how far of a distance he had to fly, resulting in him getting hungry by the time he arrived at his destination for school.
"Not that far, son," Goku replied optimistically. "We'll be there soon." "Babe, where was it again? Take a left, and then what?"
"Bulma said take a left, then it should be the first building of the intersection." The housewife replied.
"How much does parking cost? If I have to pay for parking, then I'm putting this car back on the capsule and we'll just walk our way there."
"Wait, Mom, are you taking us to the Sea Point Diner on Chime Street?" Gohan interjected. "Yeah, there's parking dad; I've been there before."
"And just how do you know about this place again? Bulma said that place is either for families or for couples only!" Chi-Chi looked back to her eldest son, who was now stammering, his face turning beet red. "Well? I'm waiting, Gohan!"
"E-Eh, it was nothing Mom! N-nothing at all! I-uh, I've seen friends go there! Promise!"
"I should've known. Oh my gosh... Gohan you're growing so fast... You must be with Videl when you went there, right?" Chi-Chi asked from her seat. Finally, the lights turned green and Goku made a gentle left turn to Sea Point Diner, where you had to pay 12 zeni per hour. Actual sharks!
"U-uh... Yeah. We went there, but only once! I swear!"
"Big bro, you're so red! Did you catch a feeever? or is it big sis Videl seeeason?" Teased Goten, making the eldest of the two grind his teeth. "We should also ask big sis Videl if she wants to eat with us! Right mommy? Right daddy?"
"Goten you punk!"
Their screams and clamour garnered the attention of some people outside, and of course, the parents noticed the stares they were getting.
"Ahem..." said Chi-Chi. "If you all are done embarrassing each other, we should go inside. Goku, did you bring your wallet today?" she asked. "You always forget it, and you end up embarrassing us all every time."
"Oh Goku... look how handsome you look with that brown jacket and that white shirt you're wearing right now. Not even to mention your pants...! You keep surprising me ever since that fried rice incident." Chi-Chi blushed deeply, her eyes locked on Goku as he checked every pocket for his wallet.
"Mom, are you sick?" Asked Goten. Of course, she would ignore that dumb question.
Her husband wasn't the only one dressed up. She wore her blue sleeveless cheongsam dress with red accents, and her bangs were let down too—something that Goku had been finding himself swooning over for the last few months.
Goten wore a changshan shirt coupled with black harem pants and weighted shoes, emulating his father's words of "being strong". He also wore weighted armbands underneath his shirt, showing his dedication to becoming as strong as his father.
Gohan wore the same style as his father; a brown blazer paired with a white hoodie, jeans, and black sneakers. And like his father and his younger brother, he took a more subtle approach. Wearing weighted watches on both arms made him look like a total dweeb, so he made sure to hide one of them.
"Oh, look at us! Going out for dinner without wearing any stupid gi. I've dreamed of this for so long, and now we're finally doing it!" Chi-Chi put her hands on her face, blushing again at the sight of a clueless Goku.
"Well, I've been dreaming about food, Mom. Can we eat now?" Goten replied.
Not another word was spoken as they all went in and devoured the entire place, as if it were nothing. With money to spare thanks to Goku's bountiful harvest and high-quality crops, the fierce war between the chefs and the Saiyan appetites was hardly a battle. The Saiyan family left the restaurant with full bellies, while the workers debated whether it was a good or bad thing they actually paid 200,000 zeni for the sake of them getting overworked.
I remember having to wear a changshan before, I just based this on how I dress now lol. The brown jacket is also a callback to DBZ Budokai 1, on Goku's alternate outfit. Looks so cool with that.
Also I like the idea of Mystic Kaioken Goku - Vegeta being all Super Saiyan while Goku taking a different route of power seems cool to me. Obligatory TFS reference btw.