Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Normal Friends from Strange Places ❯ Birth of a Costume ( Chapter 5 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

A Birth of a New Costume
A Normal Friends from Strange Places Interlude
By Maria Cline

Trey sighed as he slumped into his room and sat at his desk. It was a typical teenager's room with posters of various martial artists, a Hercule Satan bulls eye, a vast display of guns and weapons that could get him in trouble if anyone else knows about it, and a simple desk with a computer.

It had been a busy day with Gohan sprouting a new tail and his long lost formerly dead grandfather coming back and now living with them. Trey went up to his computer and brought up the graphics worksheet. "Better finish this up."

He tapped on the keyboard and brought up a human figure. He stared at it for an hour and muttered, "First things first... Gohan will need something with different colors." Trey leaned back in his chair as he tried to think up what Gohan would like. He reached out and stared at the picture of his father and the Z warriors taken back just before the Cell Games. Young Gohan was in super saiyan form and looked so bright and yet nervous about the upcoming battle. It was strange to him to imagine the Gohan he knew being this young serious boy who killed Cell when he was only eleven. Gohan seemed too cheerful and full of life to even show the difficult childhood he had.

He looked at the different costumes in the picture. "Maybe, Gohan should wear his old Cell uniform..." He pictured Gohan dressed as Piccolo and shook his head. While it may work on a kid, dark purple wouldn't work on Gohan. He pasted a Gi outfit, similar to Goku's and put it on the figure. The man now looked identical to Goku and Trey shook his head. "Nah... what if he switch colors?" Trey swap colors and made the main gi part dark blue and the undershirt bright orange. "Great! Now for the boots and gloves." Bulma had the right idea of giving Saiyanman gloves to prevent people from taking his fingerprints but it was too bright. If Saiyanman had to touch any blood or oil, it would show far better than if the gloves were dark. "Maybe, dark gloves and dark boots to hide any 'stains'." Trey said as he typed on keyboard. "Hmmm... make the shirt long sleeve to the gloves..."

A costumed figure appeared on his screen. "Not bad..." Trey admired as he examined the picture.

"Trey chan!" Lunch gushed as she entered the room. "I got some milk and cookies!"

"I'm kinda busy right now, Mom." Trey said as he waved his hand, "I'll eat it later."

"Oh... Trey chan." Lunch said as she lowered her tray. She tried her best to be nice to her only son but every time she sneezed, Launch would just leave him behind. Trey grew up far too fast because of their curses and now he didn't seem to like being in the same room with his own family.

Trey sighed as he took a cookie and popped it in his mouth. He hated it when his mom is distraught. Mom was frail and a scared cat and Mother was deadly with a gun and an attitude. He could only wish that his mother would find some way to find middle ground. "It's pretty good." He complimented.

Lunch's face brightened as she kissed him on the cheek. "Don't stay up too late! You have school tomorrow!"

"I know, Mom." Trey smiled slightly as his mom left. "Thought she would never leave." Trey muttered as he looked at the screen. "Now... the helmet." He began bringing up several helmets and nothing seemed right. He even thought about no mask at all but Gohan's face was too distinct and would be recognized.

He stretched as he looked at the clock. It was 10:00 PM. "Damn it..." Trey muttered as he glared at the screen. He couldn't think up a good helmet for Gohan. Gohan's current helmet looked like he was dressed up for a bug costume contest.

He closed his eyes and sensed his father Tien leaving the house for more training with Choutsu. "Doesn't he ever stop?" Trey wondered as he stared up at the ceiling. All his life, if he wanted to spend time with his father, he had to train. Tien believed that Trey had to be strong to survive in this world. That was why he had been training, ever since he could walk. Unfortunately, his split personality problem hindered his ability since his counter part prefers guns to Ki.

Trey nearly shivered as he thought back to the time his father was dead and stayed dead on purpose. Of course, the Namek Dragon Balls could only bring back one person at a time but Tien should've fought harder to be brought back first. Of course, if Tien hadn't died and stayed dead, Trey wouldn't have learned to at least be able to control his other half and get power from him. He was stronger and more focused. Unfortunately, Tien still didn't let him fight. He was too weak. He wasn't a demisaiyan like Gohan.

Trey's eyes teared up a rifle appeared out of nowhere and landed on his bed. "I'm not too weak!" Trey screamed as he put his hand over his two main eyes. It still hurt that Tien didn't have faith in his strength or at least let him meet the other Z warriors.

Ever since he met Gohan, it was like an entire world that he only knew from stories had opened up to him. Gohan was the first one who showed absolute faith in his power and abilities. Trey sighed as he closed his eyes. Gohan was the best thing that ever happened to him. There was something about him that lit up the world and chase away the darkness.

He was very much like how Tien had described Goku. Goku was very much filled with light that seem to leak out and touch those around him. It was that very light that made many enemies friends and make the coldest hearts warm.

Of course, while Gohan was bright and cheerful, he was hopelessly naive. He didn't know the harshness of high school life like Trey did and didn't seem to know how to hide his abilities without causing chaos. Trey felt that it was his duty to guide Gohan and help him at least pass himself off as a normal human being like he was at heart.

"Now to work on his superhero costume." Trey chuckled as he went on the Internet and started scanning all of the pictures of various superheroes and their masks. He saw one of a comic book superhero who had powers of a spider. The large eyes attracted him as well as the fact that no one could see anything. "Hmmm... a full mask would be more effective..." He went back to his design and added a blue mask with giant red eyes. "Bulma could adapt the mask for lots of things like infrared vision, voice distortion... heck, even a radio..." Trey excitedly made the mask and added a small but distinct looking 'S' on the forehead.

Trey admired the costume but it was lacking something. With Gohan's tail, Saiyanman can't afford to have people notice that he and Gohan have the same 'fuzzy belts'. He glanced at the younger Gohan's picture and saw the long white cape. It made his shoulders much larger and gave him a grander appearance. It would definitely make Saiyanman look stronger than Gohan. Besides, Gohan wore the cape before, it wouldn't hurt him to wear it again. It would help hide the tail if Gohan wore it around his body.

Finally, Trey admired his masterpiece. It was darker than Gohan's old Saiyanman costume and it was more of an homage to the past warriors, the general costume had Goku's style but different colors and Piccolo's cape. The mask was to the comic book superhero on the web. "Now... to make it real." Trey quickly called up Bulma.

"*Hello, Capsule Corps, Bulma Briefs speaking...*"

"Hey, Bulma, this is Trey. You know, Gohan's friend."

"*Oh yeah! I remember you! How's Gohan liking his new Saiyanman outfit?*"

Trey sighed. "He loves it but something happened. Gohan grew back his tail and he needs a new costume. The one you gave him is... okay... but I designed a new one and I was wondering if you can make it."

There was silence and then Bulma repeated, "*The tail grew back? Oh man... well... okay! Just email it to me and I'll see what I can with it. My email address is geniusbabe@capsule.com.*"

"Great!" Trey quickly emailed the design. "Got it?"

"*Oh yeah... nice design... love the cape... just about as good as the old design. I'll work on it and the gadgets right now! It should take all day. Just come here tomorrow after school.*"

"Thanks! Later!" Trey hung up the phone and stared at his design. "I hope Gohan like this..."

He put up his newly summoned gun and quickly went to bed, exhausted and anxious to see his friend's face when he get his present.

To Be Continued in Chapter Five...