Hi guys! Here's a whole new chapter for you guys to enjoy! It may or may not be a filler one before we dive back into the the real story, but it's still part of it nonetheless. With that, enjoy!

(Opening Theme - Dragon Soul)

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[West City]

A day has passed since the results to the U.A. Entrance Exam had been delivered to the home of Son Goku Jr. Atop of Flying Nimbus, the cold wind blew past Goku, ruffling his hair and his freshly ironed clothes. As the magical yellow cloud neared West City, the dark-haired boy smiled as he recollected the happiness he had felt from the announcement of his results. He did not even particularly care for the fact that he had beaten the all-time points record. It was definitely an accomplishment he was proud to have achieved However, his performance in the Entrance Exam was something for his granmother and Puck to boast about to their friends in the local neighborhood.

'Just the simple fact that I'm going to be attending U.A. High School blows my mind.' Goku thought to himself. 'To think that in three years time, I will become a professional hero!'

Achieving his Full Hero License was the goal that Goku had set in his mind. Although the half-saiyan greatly enjoyed operating under his alias of the Golden Crusader, his status as a vigilante brought somewhat of a bitter taste to his mouth. Even with all the good he was doing, his vigilantism was technically prohibited by the law. Official recognition of his heroism however was not what made him uncomfortable with maintaining his identity as the Golden Crusader. Rather, it was the disapproval and derision he would undoubtedly receive from both professional heroes and the police force stationed in Satan City. In spite of his own personal disagreement with several aspects of the Japanese government's regulations on Quirk usage, procuring a Full Hero License would afford Goku the opportunity to utilise his superhuman abilities for heroic endeavours in a lawful capacity.

Having arrived at his destination, Goku waved goodbye to Nimbus and hopped off the yellow cloud, floating down to the pristinely trimmed lawn of the Capsule Corporation headquarters. The dome-shaped building loomed over the half-saiyan as he approached it; the home of the Leigh family was an all-too familiar sight for the grandson of Pan. Some of his fondest memories came from his visits to the cream-coloured building.

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Walking through the entrance, Goku entered the lobby area, his onyx/blue-eyes falling immediately the receptionist counter to his right. Sitting behind the table, typing intently on the keyboard before her, was a buxom woman in her early-twenties. Wearing purple business attire that matched the colour of her eyes, she kept her long dark-brown hair tied in a ponytail that fell down her back. As Goku neared, she immediately noticed his approach, and gave him a warm smile.

"Hey Aika," Goku said, leaning his arms against atop the surface of the counter. "I'm here to see Bulma. If she's busy, then I can wait-"

"She's not busy, Goku, don't worry. Besides, even if she was, you know she'd make time for you. Miss Leigh has always had a soft spot for you," The brunette pushed back on her chair, and extended to him her hand. "I hear congratulations are in order. Miss Leigh told me that you've been accepted into U.A. High School. Well done. You'll make a fine hero one day, I know it."

"Thanks Aika," Goku shook her hand, smiling. "I'll see you later."

"See you, Goku. I'll let Miss Leigh know you're coming."

Goku left the receptionist to her work and followed a pathway that led to the Atrium, a lush cornucopia of trees and wildlife that was home to several animals, such as dinosaurs, cats and dogs. Situated in the middle of the Atrium was a rectangular-shaped sparring arena. Beyond the Atrium was a room that held samples of every Capsule that Bulma and her ancestors had ever designed, regardless of whether they had been commercially released. Further forward in the first level of the Capsule Corporation headquarters, Goku passed the exhibit room, the Security Jail, and the Central Computer Room. The final room found on the level, the Workshop, was where Goku would usually find Bulma, tinkering around with her latest inventions.

Sure enough, when Goku walked into the Workshop, Bulma was kneeled down by the wheel of a pink-and-yellow hovercar, making adjustments to the vehicle. It looked like a new model the company were readying to employ onto the market.

"Hey Goku, haven't seen you in a while," Bulma stood up and looked up at Goku, grinning at the half-saiyan as she patted dust off clothes. "You should really stop by more often, even if it is with your little brother."

Bulma walked over to him and gave him a hug, which the half-saiyan returned. The blue-haired, blue-eyed Bulma Leigh was a strikingly beautiful woman in her early-thirties. Since the last time Goku had seen the older woman, she had cut her hair in a spiky texture and had begun wearing a pair of red and gold earrings that bear a white Capsule Corp. logo. Bulma was currently wearing a brown long-sleeved button-down shirt with dark green pants, a dark brown vest, and brown gloves.

"Yeah, sorry, Bulma. Just been busy with other things." He told her apologetically.

Bulma raised an eyebrow at him, "Does it involve this mysterious Golden Warrior operating in Satan City? Come on, Goku, don't deny it - we all know it's you. I mean, who else could have blonde hair, emerald eyes, can fly and be faster than the speed of light? It certainly isn't Vegeta, I'll tell you that much. Kami, I almost wish it was. At least he would be doing something productive, rather than simply train in the Gravity Room."

Goku chuckled, and raised both his hands in surrender. "You got me Bulma. Yeah, I'm the Golden Crusader. But the thing is, I only ever appear as him when I go out to the city to collect stuff for Grandma. I'm actually surprised you guys have even heard about the Golden Crusader all the way out here in West City. I've always stuck to Satan City."

Bulma gave Goku a look of disbelief, "Kiddo, you have got to be kidding. You can't seriously expect to operate within the most famous city in Japan and not expect to gain some notoriety across the country. Because of your ancestor Hercule Satan, everything that happens in that place is publicised all across Japan. That includes your vigilantism as the Golden Crusader. I gotta say, even among the general public, you've become quite infamous. Even though most already know it's you."

"Wait, really?" Goku was surprised to hear this. As the Golden Crusader, he didn't really stick around after stopping crimes to see what the reaction from the general public would be. After he would defeat a villain, save a helpless individual or stop some street crime, he would just fly off in the sky, looking for the next person to help.

'I guess I really don't have a finger on the pulse of the city.'

"Oh, yeah. A lot of people are divided about you, kid. Many think you're are a menace to society, while others think you're a boon. I guess that comes with being a vigilante. On one side, you've got a fair share of detractors, while on the other you've got a sizeable fanbase among the populace. I even read an opinion piece online that you were giving most professional heroes a run for their money, and another where the author proclaimed you to be the biggest threat to society since that Cell creature from years ago. Ridiculous, I know, but hey, what can you do."

"Wow, I did not know that. I had no idea of any of this."

"Well, if you actually payed some attention to what's currently dominating popular culture instead of sticking your nose solely into those textbooks, you would know," Bulma lightly scolded, playfully slapping him on the arm. "Later, you should read some of those articles online, or even some active discussion forums. Hell, there's bound to be a bunch of videos of people discussing you on YouTube. There's even footage of some of you in action. It's not hard. Just type in the name "The Golden Crusader" on Google and ta-da, hundreds upon hundreds of links for you to enjoy. Or hate, depending on your mood."

"Yeah, maybe I'll do that. Thanks Bulma. It's probably best that I'm more aware of what people's opinions are on me. Still, no matter what everyone thinks of me, it's not like it's going to stop being the Golden Crusader. At least until I get my Full Hero License. Right now, as long as there are people in danger, I'll always be there to protect them," Goku said to her. "After all, there's no such thing as too many heroes."

"That's the spirit, Goku," Bulma grinned, twirling a small screwdriver between her gloved fingers. "Now, I doubt you came all the way to West City just to discuss your hijinks as the Golden Crsuader. Whatcha need, kiddo?"

Goku said, "Well, on the application form, it stated that Capsule Corporation has partnered with U.A. High School to make hero costumes. Apparently we send you guys a report of our Quirk and body specs, as well as what we specifically want our costume to look like. I was wondering-"

Bulma interrupted him by placing a finger on his lips. "Let me guess, you came because you had no idea what you wanted your hero costume to be. As well, you thought you could use our friendship to have me personally create a costume for you, instead of going through the traditional channels like a regular U.A. student. Is that it, Goku?"

"...uh, yeah, I guess so." Goku said, somewhat sheepishly.

"Well, why didn't you say so earlier?" Bulma enthusiastically clapped her hands together. "'Ever since Pan told me that you were applying to U.A., I was hoping you'd come here and ask me to design your costume. I've got a bunch of ideas that I think you'd really like. Since I've got the rest of the afternoon off, I'll get to work right away making it."

"Thanks Bulma," Goku smiled gratefully towards the CEO of Capsule Corporation. "I trust your judgement - whatever you think works, I'll take it."

"Before I get going, I need you to do two things for me. Firstly, I need to know one thing: What kind of design would you like?"

Goku thought for a moment, before answering, "Yeah, I would like a costume something that's flexible and easy to move in. Also, I wanna pay homage to my Grandpa Goku, so, I want something close to his old colors."

"Splendid." Bulma said. "A project!"

"By the way, are Cele and Vegeta around?" Goku asked. "I was actually going to go see them after speaking with you."

"They're probably finishing up their training in the Gravity Chamber." Bulma answered.

Goku left Bulma in the Workshop and headed towards the Gravity Chamber, taking an elevator to the second level of the building. As soon as the half-saiyan neared the entrance to the room, the door to the Gravity Chamber opened. Emerging from the room, visibly exhausted and with a face soaked with sweat, was Cele, wearing a pink tanktop, black spandex shorts and white wristbands.

Immediately upon exiting the Gravity Chamber, Cele noticed Goku waiting for her, and offered the older half-saiyan a warm smile, "Oh! Hey Goku."

"Yo," Goku said, smiling as the door to the chamber closed behind the youngest child of Bulma. "Training again with Vegeta, I see."

"Yeah, when he's not training by himself, he'd have me as his sparring partner for the most part." Cele told him before mumbling. "That, and he thinks this is the best way to 'beat the Super Saiyan' out of me ."

Goku blinked at that last part. "Really? Any progress on that?"

"Not even a little. Ugh, I feel so left out..." The girl groaned somewhat annoyed, being the only one among the trio with Saiyan blood to have not yet achieved Super Saiyan.

"Don't worry about it, Cel. You'll be able to do it yourself one day, just be patient." The blunette smiled at Goku's words of encouragement.

As if on cue, the door to the Gravity Chamber once again opened. With a towel wrapped his neck, Vegeta walked out of the room, with a satsified smirk on his face. He currently wore a blue tank-top and baggy black pants.

Vegeta stopped directly beside Cele, and regarded Goku coolly, "Oh, I thought my 'nerd alert' went off."

"Nice to see you too, Vegeta," Goku muttered, before flashing him a smile. " You look like you had a nice training session."

"Sure did" Vegeta smirked. "What, you came to settle things between us now?"

"Actually, I came to speak to your mom about designing a Hero Costume for me," Goku said, waving a hand.

"Really?" Cele perked up. "I mean, she did say the company was gonna be working with the school on costumes. So, that makes sense."

"Speaking of which, what class are you guys in?" Goku asked as tilting his head. Since he saw the results of everyone, he wanted to know if they were in the same class or not.

"1-A" Vegeta told him, leaning against the wall.

"Same here!" Cele said happily. She couldn't be happier to not only get in, but in the same class as her brother. "What about you Goku?"

After a moment, Goku flashed her the infamous Son grin and a a piece sign.

"YEEEEEESSSS!" Cele shouted to the heavens as she raised her arms up. She then quickly then wrapped them around her friend with Goku following suite as they both held onto each other tightly. "WE DID IT! WE ACTUALLY FREAKING DID IT!"

"WE'RE IN THE SAME CLASS!" Goku shouted in the same manner as Cele.

"...Morons." Vegeta muttered, but smirked nonetheless.

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Following several hours of sitting and talking in the mainroom, the sun had begun to set as the evening took hold. Goku and the Leigh siblings all went downstairs to Bulma's workshop, where the CEO of Capsule Corporation was waiting for them.

"Hey you guys." Bulma greeted them. Goku noticed that the older woman had changed into a sleeveless black dress and high-heels, holding a bottle of watter in one hand. In her other hand, she was holding a watch. She was standing near a tall mirror.

"Goku, I've readied your hero costume," Bulma said, as the trio neared her. "Trust me, you're gonna love it."

"Awesome," Goku looked around the room. "Where is it?"

"Here it is." Bulma offered the watch for Goku to take.

Goku stared at the object in confusion. It was a simple digital watch, with light grey metal links and a basic grey interface, with both a grey and red button on the side. "Isn't that...isn't that just a watch?"

Bulma sighed, rolling her eyes at Goku, "No, it's not just a watch, silly. Now, quickly put it on and press the red button."

Goku took the watch and fastened it around his right wrist. He clicked the red button. Immediately, a yellow light sparked out of the watch and spread across Goku's body, while he felt a faint pressure being applied to his clothes, weighing them down ever so slightly.

"Wait, what happened?" Goku asked, frowning. "I don't feel any different."

Bulma grinned, "Look into the mirror and see."

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Goku walked towards the mirror, and upon seeing his reflection, took a deep breath. Staring back at him was a teen wearing a orange gi jumpsuit with thick blue lines over the middle of his torso and down his legs, a black, muscle shirt with yellow edges worn underneath, as well as black fingerless gloves with blue and yellow wristbands. On front-left side of his upper top, there was a yellow kanji for 'Son' in black writing. Across his waist was a blue utility belt with a golden buckle, the waistline consisting of four pockets. Finally, he wore a pair of calf-high black boots with a yellow line running down the middle, along with yellow iron pieces on the sides and the borders.

"Bulma, this...this is incredible!" Goku said, spinning around to look at himself from the back and was even more surprised to see in an image of his grandfather's four-star Dragon Ball. "This is seriously amazing!"

"I knew you would like it," Bulma said, smiling. "How does it fit?"

Goku quickly moved his arms and feet, walking around the workshop in order to test out his movement. He was deeply satisfied with how comfortable it felt to move in.

"Wow, mom, that looks really cool," Cele said, gaping excitedly at the costume."I mean, it's simple, straightword and efficent, but the costume itself gives off such a warrior vibe. Right big bro?"

Vegeta hmphed as he folded his arms. "I guess, though I bet mine is gonna look even cooler."

Bulma smiled at her children, before looking back at Goku. "Hey kid, I've also added several extra features to the costumes that I think you'll really like. I implanted built-in weights to make them heavier than ordinary clothes such as your undershirt, gloves and boots."

Goku was overwhelmed with what he was hearing. He could not believe that Bulma had done all this for him. All he had requested was a Hero Costume, but she went above and beyond. "Wow, Bulma, I don't know what to say. Thank you so much."

"You're welcome, Goku," Bulma winked at him. "Consider is a thank-you gift for a family friend."

"So, mom, are you actually going to standardise this level of craftsmanship for all the other hero costumes?" Cele asked, as she continued to admire Goku's suit.

Bulma scoffed, "No, other than the three of you, I'm leaving the design of Hero Costumes to my employees. I doubt any of them wish to depart from the specifications sent in by the students - even if those modifications will improve the suits - out of fear of invoking complaints. I'm not even supposed to have any involvement with the development of the Hero Costumes. I'm just doing this as a favour for a friend. Although, please tell me the look on your classmates faces when they see you three in the costumes. I want you all to look like the coolest heroes around. Anyway, just try out the suit now, and once you're comfortable with everything, Goku. I'll have it sent off to be stored at U.A."

Goku clenched his gloved hands, before staring confidently at his reflection. With the creation of his Hero Costume, he was one step closer to being a true hero.

(Ending Theme - Yeah Break Care Break)

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That ends Chapter Five! Next chapter our Saiyan Trio make their way through the halls of U.A . Look forward to that!

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