Dragon Ball: Super and Beyond (OLD VERSION!)

A Battle For Survival Awaits! Gather Universe 7!

The Following Day......

It was sunny outside, rare for this time of the year. Well, it was probably because of the location since it was in the middle of nowhere. Only a small island resided in the vast waters with a pink house that was in the center. The waves crashed on the shore, the waters splashing all over the sand and making it moist. The owner of the house, better known as the former master of martial arts that trained a being that saved the planet on numerous occasions was sitting on a lounge chair, reading one of his magazines. His sunglasses reflected an image of a tail waving around. Roshi simply turned another page but stared at the young man who was sitting on his grass. That young man was Kuzuku who was meditating pretty hard as of right now. He was here training his mind to prepare for the tournament mentally. Roshi sniffed before clearing his throat, "You won't be able to focus your mind if you keep worrying about possibilities. Empty your anxieties and focus on what happens before you. If you were to go up against someone who has the ability to disrupt the mind or mess with your senses then you'll have no chance in winning."

Kuzuku scrunched his eyebrows before taking a deep breath. He exhaled calmly, letting his body loosen up a bit. He paid attention to the air around him and the Ki that flowed with it. His mind eventually became serene, clear of any interruptions. He tried his best to engrave this feeling into himself before getting up from his spot. Roshi couldn't help but look at the young man who had just finished some morning mental training. Kuzuku had come to him looking for training that was able to prep him for things such as mind control and illusions in which he must admit, it was worth the time. Kuzuku turned to face the old man and gave him a smirk, "I think I've mastered this mental training. Thanks a lot for the help master Roshi!"

"Uh huh, now get off my island! I am trying to read here!" Roshi scolded. Kuzuku snickered before taking off, leaving the old man to enjoy his magazine in peace. The Saiyan couldn't help but admire the old man's knowledge though. He was what one would describe as a true master in the arts of fighting. He probably had an endless amount of techniques and skills to throw off his opponents despite him being considerably weaker than most fighters in the universe. I mean, he did train Goku, Krillin, and Yamcha to where Goku would pass down his turtle style to his kids and later Gohan would teach him the same style with a mixture of his own. Kuzuku even developed his own fighting style which only added to his arsenal but he couldn't compare himself to someone like Goku just yet. Someone who had numerous ways to throw off his opponent with just sheer hand to hand combat while ever so slightly creating a million of other possibilities along the way. It was simply a wonder to watch him fight at times and Kuzuku wanted to be closer to his skill. As the Saiyan's thoughts rambled on, he made his way over to where Gohan was. He seemed to be meditating as well, his Ki emitting ever so gently. The half-breed seemed to be trying to work on his Ultimate Form. Kuzuku couldn't help but awe at his master though he had moved away from Gohan's teachings, he will always be his teacher. The Saiyan looked a bit closer, his Ki seemed to flicker into a different color that he couldn't make out.

"What was that?" Kuzuku whispered. Gohan scrunched his eyebrows, hoping to push past his limits but failed in the process, his Ki dispersing as he gasps for air. Kuzuku was worried and flew directly towards him, hoping that he was hurt in any way. Gohan quickly noticed Kuzuku land in front of him, offering him a hand. Gohan smiled and took the offer, hoisting himself off the ground.

"Thank you, Kuzuku. What brings you here?" Gohan asked.

"Oh, uh.........I was wondering if you wanted to get in some last minute sparring, you know for old time sakes," Kuzuku answered, nervousness clouding his voice as he chuckled softly.

"Still the same as always......" Gohan thought.

Kuzuku stopped laughing and decided to ask a particular question, "Say Gohan, what sort of training were you doing. It didn't look like any other meditation training I've seen."