Super Dragon Ball: Redux Kaizen

Arc 1: Prologue

People never know where life may lead them. That is a fundamental fact in the world since the day someone is born. They cry, play, laugh, and soon experience pain from just the sheer fact of being alive. That was true for everyone no matter how their outlook on it all may be. Sometimes, it'd make one wonder. . .what makes a fulfilling way to live?

It was a cloudy morning that greeted Satan City and things had been resuming as normal ever since those catastrophic earthquakes that had occurred months ago. Though they were unaware of the fact that their planet was nearly forfeited to another extra-terrestrial being who aimed to dine upon their delicacies. Life moved on, the world kept on spinning and waited for no one. Everything was as normal as it could get and as boring too. This is evident for a particular, eighteen-year-old High School who lazily sat at his desk, his head buried into his arms as the lecture that made him feel like he was in college went through one ear and out the other. Though, given that this was the prestigious Orange Star High itself, it was understandable from another's point of view. Still, it didn't change the fact that the boy was boring as hell.

"The paper is worth it. . .the paper is worth it. . ." the boy repeated to himself multiple times over. His orange and red sneakers tapped a quiet song that he could only hear, and spiky, black hair that looked albeit abnormal to those around him swayed to the tune while his gray hood with a rose design slacked over his back. The urge to scratch the bottom of his behind from the itching sensation was making him a bit unhinged but he fought it down. Raising, his head, his obsidian eyes stared at the window next to him, "Ms.Chi Chi said I had to get a 'degree' to properly, 'fit in'. She could of at least warned me about what I was getting myself into months ago before I applied."

Feeling a tap on his shoulder, he turned to his right to see a recognizable face. A handsome one at that. Wavy, black hair that was long enough to be tied into a ponytail, bright brown eyes, and a jawline fit for one who can smile a girl's heart away. To top it all off, a checkered pattern button-down shirt with some black jeans? If they didn't know each other, he would call him a pretty boy by accident. Nevertheless, the "pretty boy" decided to warn him nicely, "Hey, Shikuro. You're dozing off into your own imaginary world again. You don't want to get hit with a ruler now, do you?"

The boy called Shikuro blinked for a moment after processing how weird it'd look if the ruler snapped into two from colliding with his body. The thought itself made him shiver at what he'd be in for on the phone if they were to find out, "Ye-yeah! Thanks for reminding me. I better look like I give a damn, Ace" He gave Ace a thumbs up which earned a chuckle from him considering the drool running down his lips.

"No problem, but you better wipe your mouth first," He gestured.

Shikuro, being a bit unaware, took notice and quickly wiped it off, "Crap, you're right! Man, I'm a walking embarrassment, huh—!?!?!"

*CLANK!*

At speeds that one could label as a professional baseball player or maybe an assassin, a metal, scalpel sliced through the air and found itself embedded into the wall behind their seating right between them. The two froze, chills running down their spine as they turned to the one who almost committed murder. A small-looking old man in a white lab coat who was currently stranglin–I mean holding down a frog on the table, "Mr.Yagi and Mr.Sojiro. I best remind you that if you talk during my lecture and lessons again that next time I won't intentionally kill the flies in the room. I'll aim for the grasshoppers instead. . ." Offput by the analogy, the two still felt a bit of a cold sweat at his comment.

Shikuro was the first to stand and bow out of respect, "So-sorry, Mr. Yu. We promise not to do it again."

"Well said, Yagi. You may take your seat but class, even though these two have the top grades in your class, do not follow their disruptive behavior," Mr.Yu nodded, "Now please turn to section 3 and refer to the diagram as I demonstrate.