Super Dragon Ball: Redux Kaizen

Arc 1: C4

Warning: The chapter contains potential graphic scenes! Readers have been warned!

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(The Following Two Days On Planet Earth, Open Plains Near Mount Paoz. . .)

Shikuro wasn't much of a lazy or sit-still type of person when it came to his daily life outside of school inconveniences. A trait that could be attributed to his Saiyan side, as lazing around would only lead him to take a nap that'd waste the rest of the day away. That being said, it was quite odd to see him doing what looked to be exactly that in the middle of a grassy field with nothing interesting going on around him. So much so that one would question why he was even wearing his Gi if he wasn't even going to work up a sweat. However, in contrast to those assumptions one would make, he was actually in the middle of his thoughts about training.

"Bulma said the Gravity Bracelets were going to need a few more tweaks and updates on the programming. So there goes portable Gravity Chamber. . ." Shikuro frowned a bit as he mentally kicked himself. The device was a convenient tool for a useful form of training that he'd adopted from his two senior full-bloods. It was a great way to add extreme weight without needing to use magic or wear heavier equipment. That, and he had a way to avoid using the Gravity Room, which in return provided fewer encounters with Vegeta. Being his training partner is more like a death sentence, and he couldn't understand how Goku could handle him. The young Saiyan stood up and focused his Ki on the feeling he had recently. Power surged from the depths of his heart and exploded to life as he recalled his near-death experience, his hair spiky up into gold as a match aura's static electricity danced through the grass beneath his feat.

He looked down at his hands as he tried to get a better feel over his new power, "I suppose the next step is the achieve Super Saiyan 3. . ." His eyes narrowed at the initial thought. From what he could remember, when Goku showed him the form, Super Saiyan 3's difficulty was leaps beyond most Super Saiyan transformations. Even Super Saiyan Blue was far easier to achieve. For him to gain that would take time. What if he were to have to fight someone much stronger than he currently is? Certainly, there has to be an explosive power that he can utilize to navigate around that issue.

"Explosive like Super Saiyan 2. . .wait, that's it!" Shikuro said aloud to no one in particular, his aura dispersing after remembering the technique, "Kaioken! I completely forgot about that little cheat code!"

However, another thought came to mind quicker than he had brought up the technique, his hand cupping his chin after remembering, "But wait. . .Goku already used that technique with Super Saiyan Blue and nearly messed up his Ki in general, if I remember. With my regular forms that don't use the same Ki, I'll likely wind up dead if I try it. But. . ." He stood there for what felt like ages until someone snapped him out of it.

"Uh. . .Shikuro?"

Taken aback by the new presence in this vacant field of grass, Shikuro turned around in surprise: mostly at himself due to him being unable to sense whoever it was coming. But upon first inspection, he relaxed though still confused as to why he wasn't alone at the moment. Abnormally spiky hair that stuck out like a sore thumb, a Gi matching that of his father's trademark orange and blue while holding onto a bag of what appears to be groceries. Shikuro's face reddened a bit out of embarrassment at the face of the man.

"Sen–I mean Gohan!? What are you doing here!?" Shikuro sputtered.

Gohan chuckled a bit as he raised the bag, "I was on the way home from picking up vegetables from Dad's, but then I saw you just standing in the middle of nowhere. Figured I'd bring you back to reality before you become too much like Piccolo." Relaxing a bit, Shikuro sighed.