Theme: Great Saiyaman

*BANG!* *BANG!*

The sound of gunfire filled the air as yet another high-speed chase took place in the midst of Satan City. A single police hoverbike, ridden by a vertically challenged officer, was in hot pursuit, sirens wailing, but the criminals were just barely out of arms reach.

"Well, I've enjoyed this chase, but I think it's time to end this," The officer said to himself. Outstretching his hand, the officer's palm began to glow. In the next instance, a small ball of light shot out of his hand and struck the back of the criminals' car, causing it to flip over and them to tumble out (Don't drive convertibles when robbing banks folks).

"Dismounting his bike, Officer Krillin slowly approached his catch. "Okay boys, it's all over now, so just play nice and come quietly, and nobody will get hurt.

Quickly grabbing their weapons, they all turned and aimed at the singular policeman, but before either side could make a move, a lone figure descended from above and dive-kicked one of the henchman before rolling towards a second one and kicking him across the street.

"What the-!?"

The remaining criminals pointed their guns at the figure only to recoil in surprise when they saw that it was…a woman? In a helmet? With an orange cape?

"Guess who's baaaack," she teased.

"You gotta be kidding me," Krillin muttered under his breath.

[A Few Hours Earlier]

"Nice, it still fits!" came the pleased voice of a young woman. In the home at the heart of Satan City, the town's original defender could be seen checking herself out in the mirror, wearing an outfit heavily reminiscent of it's more…polarizing defender. A figure who'd recently returned to the limelight with the release of a movie themed around him.

Pulling on her heart emblazoned helmet, Great Saiyawoman (Or Saiyaman II) took a few cues from her husband and started a series of poses in the mirror. "Not too shabby old girl."

As soon as the words left her mouth, the sound of giggling filled the air…literally. Whipping around with an embarrassed flinch, Videl found her infant daughter Pan float into the room.

"Now what are you doing out of your cradle," Videl asked sweetly.

Pan continued giggling until she finally descended into Videl's arms. "Ah! Ah!" she cooed raising her arms.

"Oh, you wanna go flying with Mommy this time? Alright then! Saiyawoman, AWAY!" Slowly ascending into the air, Videl floated through the open door and took Pan around the house, much to the impressionable baby's delight. The laughter of the mother-daughter duo echoed through the house.

Some time later, Pan could be seen rolling around in a pile of stuffed animals while Videl sat beside her, her thoughts venturing elsewhere.

'I know Gohan wore the costume a lot just to play with Pan, but now, after the whole movie fiasco, he's actually started 'heroing' again. I guess I shouldn't be surprised since he also started training with Piccolo again too.'

"I just kind of wish I could join him again, have it be just like old times. But…" Videl paused before picking up her daughter. "…someone has to keep an eye on you, you little troublemaker."

Pan let out a heartful giggle as Videl cradled her against her chest, the pair unaware of the spectacled eyes watching them. Slipping out of the house, the lone man closed his eyes to try and focus for a moment.

"Hey, Piccolo?"

A short while later, Pan had fallen asleep, and Videl returned to the mirror, checking herself out yet again. Turning herself around, she lifted her cape up to get a better view of her backside and placed a hand on her waist.

"I'm a little surprised this thing still fits so perfectly. I know I've gotten taller since I last wore this…" 'Not to mention bigger in a few areas,' she mentally added. "…But it still fits like a glove." 'I wonder how Gohan would react if he saw me wearing this thing again?'

As if answering her question, the sound of the front door opening could be heard and Gohan called out, "I'm home."

Curiosity quickly being replaced by embarrassment, Videl hastily pulled off her helmet and began taking off the rest of the costume.

"Videl?" Gohan called.

"Don't come in, I'm changing!" she quickly replied. She immediately cursed herself afterwards, realizing that the idea of possibly seeing her bare would probably encourage Gohan to come in anyway. Thankfully, his gentlemanly side shone through and he replied, "Oh, alright. Just hurry, I need to talk to you."

'Talk? About what?'

Shortly later, Videl entered the living room, only to find Gohan facing away from her.

"Gohan?"

"Videl, when's the last time the two of us just…went out?" Gohan asked.

"Hmmm…can't say. It has been a while, hasn't it?" she replied. "Why, did somebody make plans?" she asked in an accusingly, teasing voice.

"In a…manner of speaking," Gohan replied adjusting his glasses. "I already called Piccolo to watch Pan for us, so we can leave as soon as he shows up…which reminds me. You're going to need the proper attire," he added.

"What proper attire?"

Gohan's response came in the form of him lifting his arm and pointing to his watch. A few seconds later, Videl's eyes widened in realization.

[Present]

"You gotta be kiddin' me!" repeated the criminal leader. "There's a Great Saiyawoman now!?"

"Who cares, just shoot her already!" The remaining crooks raised their guns, but they were quickly disarmed when flashes of light shone near their hands, causing them to drop their weapons.

All eyes turned to the air to find the original, green-clad, red caped hero, hovering above the scene with his hand outstretched. "You guys should learn how to greet a lady with the proper respect."

The criminals all stepped back as Saiyaman descended besides his partner in crime fighting who then proceeded to lean on his shoulder.

"The Allies of Justice return!" The duo began as Gohan dipped Videl, catching her in his arms. Backflipping out of Gohan's grasp, Videl landed in a crouched pose as Gohan warped behind her and struck his final pose.

"Great Saiyaman 1 and 2 have arrived!"

Everyone froze as the poses finished. After a pregnant pause, the criminals grabbed their unconscious comrades and strolled over to Krillin before kneeling over in submission. "We surrender. Dealing with one Saiyaman is bad enough, but two of them? Screw that! Just take us in already."

The caped duo comically fell over as Krillin let out a sheepish chuckle.

Shortly later, as the crooks were being hauled away, the backup officers were giving their thanks to the Saiyaman Duo, a few of them taking notable interest in Saiyaman 2.

"You know, I heard rumors that their used to be a Saiyawoman for a while, but I didn't think it was actually true," whispered one officer to his partner.

As the police made their exit, Krillin stayed behind to chat with the heroes. "This movie thing has really gone to both your heads now, hasn't it?"

"Real funny Krillin, but nope, the two of us are just out for a romantic evening," Gohan replied haphazardly.

"This is a romantic evening for you two?"

"You know what they say, the couple who fights together stays together." Videl replied.

"Well, you're not wrong there," Krillin conceded. Just PLEASE don't tell me you guys wear those costumes in bed."

"Oh knock it off, of course we don't" Videl immediately dismissed. Gohan on the other hand became strangely silent.

"Gohan?"

"NOTHING!"

"Ooookay…" Krillin sweat dropped. "Well, whatever keeps the nightlife exciting for you two. All joking aside though, I really do appreciate the help…just try not to steal my thunder too hard."

Giving the pair a salute, Krillin hopped on his bike and drove off, leaving the heroic duo alone.

"Well, the night is still young," said Gohan extending his hand. "Shall we?"

"We shall," Videl replied taking his hand.

The pair ascended into the sky, hand in hand. As they flew off in search of their next bad guy bust, their expressions speaking volumes. Videl had the face of an adventurer who'd regained a lost spark while Gohan on the other hand seemed lost in thought.

Turning towards Videl, Gohan recalled both her and Krillin's words, and a single thought crossed his mind.

'Maybe…Krillin was onto something.'