Baki.

"Is this him?" A beautiful woman with long red hair and a seductive body stood in front of Akira looking at him. The butler, who had brought Akira into the mansion answered, "Yes ma'am, it is. He matches the description that Master Yujiro gave." The woman seemed to agree with this too as she couldn't stop smiling as she stared at him. She then said to her butler, "Keizo, he feels just like him, doesn't he? Like a wild animal that refuses to change its nature no matter where he goes or what he does. Look at his size. Didn't Yujiro say he was only 7 years old? I also remember him saying something about a tail...well, nevermind. Sigh..." She then walked up to Akira and put her hands on his shoulder. "I wonder when little Baki is going to be like you two?"

Akira didn't answer and the woman laughed as she continued talking in an unbothered fashion. "My name is Emi Akezawa. Yujiro should've already told you that but it's only natural to introduce myself. I will now be taking care of you and I'll try my best to make you into someone strong enough for Yujiro to fight. All you need to do is go to school and I'll take care of the rest. Keizo, go fetch Baki for me please."

Akira didn't even worry about what she was saying and there was nothing for him to be concerned about. Everything was within expectations. Several seconds later, a young boy with short red hair and red eyes made his way down the steps with the butler, staring at Akira as he got closer. When he arrived in front of Akira, he could already feel something inside of him that made him feel extremely nervous. Akira gave off a dangerous kind of feeling that almost reminded him of his father.

Emi immediately noticed the tension between the two of them and smiled as she said, "Baki, this is your younger brother, Akira. Go, you boys shake hands." Baki looked at Akira with visible confusion on his face. In his mind, there was no way someone of that size could be younger than him.

"Mom, you're lying. He has to be older than me! Look at him, he's almost as tall as you!"

Emi laughed and confirmed that Akira was in fact his younger brother. Baki was still confused and Emi just decided to send both of them upstairs. Of course, Akira had his own large room that Emi made for him as she still wanted Akira to give a good report about her to Yujiro. Akira walked into his room and was almost surprised at how extravagant it was.

'She really went above and beyond in trying to impress me huh? Well, the more comfortable, the better. I don't mind it one bit. Now, I need to take a bath and I guess this is the beginning of my new life as a rich young master. Sigh, what a joke of a woman.'

[5 years later]

"Class is over! Someone tell Akira Hanma to come to class when they see him! He hasn't been here in over a week!" The teacher shouted furiously at the class as the bell rang in the background. No one paid attention to him though except for one young red-haired boy. When he heard what the teacher shouted, he said to himself, 'Sigh, I keep telling him to come to class at least once a week like I do but he doesn't listen. Well, I guess if you're a freak of nature like him, these things don't matter to you...'

The boy, Baki, then shook his head and walked out of class heading home as a young girl walked up behind him, seemingly following him home. The other young man in question, Akira, was currently walking through the city of Tokyo with a duffle bag at his side and a sandwich in his mouth. He was wearing a black vest, some black track pants, and some basic boots. Over the past several years, he hadn't grown in height at all as Saiyans grow in short spurts. The only thing that changed about him was his face as it had now gotten to be much more mature compared to his earlier look, although he was still young.

Akira arrived in front of a large several story high building with the words 'Shinshinkai Karate' written at the front of it. Some students, both new and old were both walking in at the same time he arrived so they ended up greeting him when they saw him.

"Ahh, Akira, you're here early as always! We have to spar again today! I think I came up with a new technique last night and guess who I'll try it on today!"

A young man with large muscles and slicked-back hair approached Akira while putting his hands around his shoulders. Just from how the rest of the students looked at the young man showed that he was revered within the dojo, a privilege that only a few members, including Akira, could enjoy. Akira continued walking and just spoke without even looking at the young man.

"Katsumi, you'll never defeat me again. I'm guessing I don't need to tell you that as if we take a look at our fight record, 120-1, I'm sure you understand."

Katsumi already began to feel embarrassed at Akira's words and just cleared his throat as he continued talking like what Akira said didn't faze him. "Akira, don't be like that. Every time we spar, I get better and more acquainted with your fighting style. I know it has been 5 years but it's only a matter of time before I defeat you again, hehe."

Akira shook his head and continued walking into the dojo with Katsumi talking excitedly as they changed into their Gi's. Both Akira and Katsumi were already 10th Dan black belts so they lead the students when it was time for their pre-class warmup. Regardless of his age, none of the older students disrespected Akira as they all knew of his overwhelming strength. But unfortunately, there was always someone who thought that they were better just because they were older and as expected, it was one of the newer students who didn't know how strong Akira was yet.

"You guys are all a bunch of cowards! We are all men and here we are taking a bunch of orders from a roided-up 12-year-old! If none of you will, then I'll put this chump in his place myself. Akira, I challenge you to a battle for your belt. The loser leaves the dojo!"

Akira sighed and stopped the class, telling them to go take a breather as he had an upstart to take care of. He motioned to the man who challenged to join him in the middle of the mats and as the man got into his stance with a large smile on his face, Akira said:

"The loser leaves the dojo? No, that wouldn't work. Let's do this instead. The loser, loses his life."