Dragon Ball: Super and Beyond (OLD VERSION!)

The Moment Under The Moonlight.....

A Few Days Later.....

Friday night came around quickly. It was a cool night, not to where it was uncomfortable but to where it was almost calming. However, that would contrast with a certain someone who was sitting in the home of his friend, Ace. Kuzuku sat on the floor crossed legged as if he were in kindergarten while his tail twitch around every now and then. He listened closely as he was grilled with various techniques that would be beneficial to him in the long run. And no, they aren't techniques for fighting against someone who can probably destroy the galaxy: it was actually far worse than that. These techniques are probably the only thing that could help him in a battle that would challenge every male life form in universe 7, dating. Dating, to those who are rather exquisite with the ladies, would find such a task of taking a female out for the whole day, simple. But, in the case of someone who has never even converse with another female with that type of affection for them then...it becomes a whole other story. Carefully and cautiously, he would have to plan his body language and verbal word choices accordingly in order to make it out of this battle alive. Even the slightest error in that regard such as showing disinterest or a small slip of words could send the whole operation straight to hell. But, he was determined as well as nervous as he watched as slap the board with the palm of his hand, "Alright Kuzuku, all you have to do is get her alone and say, "It was quite an enjoyable time and all but truth be told I don't like you that way. I think you are better off seeing another person." got it? And please try to be sweet about it or you may not only have her on you, but the whole school population.". Kuzuku couldn't help but feel the pressure intensify from the last part.

"Yeah no problem, I definitely got this now that I learned everything I needed to know. But, was the whiteboard really necessary?" the Saiyan asked with feign confidence.

Ace's place was the very definition of a mansion. It had luxurious walls that had artworks created by some of the most famous artists across the globe hanging all over the hallways. The flooring was fully made of marble as every few steps you are standing under fancy lighting. The rooms and even the bathroom for some reason were as large as a living room which irked the Saiyan since he didn't think it was really that necessary but he wasn't his right to judge someone's design choices. All he could do was marvel at Ace's home since not even Bulma would make it this fancy.

Besides that, Ace's room proved to be bigger in size as he had a flat screen, T.V with a king size bed that was as soft as any cloud on the planet. His windows were tinted with yellow and the walls were a gold-yellow color in order to match. Kuzuku couldn't help but feel he was in a prince's palace or something. But, he guessed couldn't argue much about it as these past few days leading up to this point have been stressful. To put it bluntly, Kuzuku was turned into a designated target for every boy in the school to try and take down. Many have tried numerous things to try and get him to fight them which was a hassle in of itself to avoid. Those who knew of the Saiyan's strength would think that picking a fight against him would be pretty much suicide and would probably try to get you some help while they were eyeing you weirdly. But since they didn't know, it only made it harder to tell them to back off through the use of reasoning. Little by little, the school seemed to have formed factions in order to take down the Saiyan which only showed how much of a goddess Ryusika was to them. But to their dismay, none of their tactics seemed to have worked on the Saiyan. Maybe it was because of his heightened battle senses and Saiyan instinct or his ungodly timing in avoiding things at the right time. First, they tried splashing him with water while he wasn't even looking but every time they got close, he would always pick something off the ground as the water flew over his head. When that was not working, some boys decided to try slapping him in the back of his hand in hopes to spite him into a fight. That quickly was proven to be a terrible idea as slapping Kuzuku in the back of his head was the equivalent to having your hand slammed by a metal door about five times over. Many suffered grave injuries such as fractured wrist and sometimes even a flat out broken hand which left them baffled at how hard his head was. When things got to the extreme, they just straight up tried to fight him with every attempt leading off with a tackle in hopes to pin him down. But, even that didn't work due to his iron-like body. No one could seem to have taken down this Saiyan, not even some of the heaviest and hardest tacklers on the wrestling and football team could. Through all this, Kuzuku wasn't oblivious to their behavior, even noticing the boys that apologized to him after Glade was arrested were among the people that were trying to take him down. He sighed, seeing how easily he was turned on in a matter of moments but he didn't pay it any mind. He looked at the clock, seeing how late it was.