The clear sky radiated from the bright light of the afternoon sun, shining across the rigid mountain landscape. The plains by this terrain were a sanctuary, a place where nature was at peace. It was a safe haven, while the rest of the world burned in fiery despair, and that is just how Zamasu liked it. None of those indecent, sinful, disgusting mortals around. Just him, Black, and all of nature.
Delicately putting the pristine cups down onto the table, Zamasu went back inside the cabin for the tea for him and Black. He did love the time he spent with his counterpart, his 'partner in crime' as Black called it. Though, they were doing this in the name of justice, not chaos. Oddly enough, he did not expect that much of a change in the personality of Black from who he was before. Sure, he was still Zamasu at the core, same ideals and mindset.
Within the body of Goku however, his craving for battling and growing stronger became more apparent, including his increase in appetite. That was sure an interesting day for them to say the least.
It did not matter to him though. All of humanity was going to be destroyed by Black and him. No mortal would be left alive to bother the universe any longer.
Zamasu smirks to himself at this foregone conclusion. Soon those annoying saiyan pests will come back and disappear once and for a…
The noise of footsteps began resounding from outside, followed by a thrumming reverberation of pressure. Zamasu could feel an intense power approaching their hidden abode. A rather familiar energy at that.
As Zamasu glanced at the main entrance of their house, the doors sprung wide open, letting a lustrous essence flow into the room. It held a striking pinkish color which Zamasu knew all too well to doubt.
The source of this godly power sauntered into the room. Each calculated step coming from Black himself, his usually dark hair currently taking on the coloration of the energy.
When Black turned his smug look toward Zamasu, the kaioshin gives him a small clap, a warm smile on his face from seeing his comrade return from one of his 'escapades', "Good to see you back, Black. I trust that everything went for you out there today. This return of yours though does seem a tad… flashy, don't you think?"
Black smirks at Zamasu as he clenched his fists, "Did you notice? Thought to give my entrances a bit of practice while out of here. Good to have those worthless mortals groveling at my boot from the mere sight of my brilliance."
Zamasu nods his head at Black, and he retrieves his heated teapot from the oven, "Perfect. Keeping appearances is synonymous with godliness. Hopefully it is not lost on those measly saiyans."
As Zamasu poured the hot tea into a cup, Black loosens himself up, calming the practically opaque aura of his Rosé form. His spiky hair reverts to its dark color alongside his godly aura scattering into the air from his frame. One could say just like that of a fleeting rose.
Zamasu grabs his teacup from the countertop, and he twirls it for a bit as he focused his sight on Black. His tall, muscular build which took up most of said vision. He also sported that messy, black hairstyle. Wait… why was he thinking of the physique of Black right now?
Zamasu strolls out onto the patio of the establishment; and as Black followed him, the kaioshin glances back at him, "Any growth of much note from your session today?"
Black just chuckles to himself as he waved the question off, "Please… Until those saiyans come back, no one will be a challenge for us."
Zamasu nods his head at the display of confidence; but when he began boxing with the air in excitement, the kaioshin let out a mock cough, getting the attention of the false saiyan, "You seem enthused by something."
As Zamasu took a sip of his tea, Black turns toward in him, a manic grin now plastered on his face. Zamasu was expecting for Black to tell him how much he perfected his Rosé form. What he wasn't expecting was for Black to retrieve a vial from under his gi.
Zamasu gives Black a flat look at the sight of the suspicious liquid within the container, "Black… what is that, what does it does, and where did you get it from?"
Black raises an eyebrow at the cautious kaioshin, "Don't worry yourself, Zamasu. I was just destroying everything as usual, and I see this one mortal clinging onto this thing for dear life."
Zamasu nods his head at Black as he enjoyed his tea. "And, you killed him and took it."
"Exactly! I heard him mumbling something about a 'strength enhancing potion', so I just had to take it for myself."
Black popped the cap off of the vial, and he begins motioning it toward his mouth.
Zamasu thrusts his hand out toward Black, his expression shaken from the reckless action, "Black, wait a second."
Black halts himself as he glanced at Zamasu, "What is it, Zamasu? If you want to share this with me, better speak up before it's all gone."
Zamasu clicks his teeth as the continued recklessness of Black, "That's just it! What if that… loathsome mortal poisoned it and was trying to trick you?!"
Black wandered his eyes, giving the worry of his partner some thought… before downing the substance in the very next second.
As Zamasu gawked at Black, the false saiyan just sniggers at his expression. "You're worrying way too much, Zamasu! Calm down, I'm already feeling stronger."
Zamasu kept the stupefied look on his face. Black seriously did that?! He had an extremely bad feeling about this whole situation.
Zamasu felt Black grab his wrist, knocking him out of his daze. When Black began pulling Zamasu into the air through flight, the kaioshin took note of the likely unintended pressure of the action. Well… he was right; he was certainly stronger than before.
Zamasu straightens himself up, "Why are you pulling me up like this?"
Black guides Zamasu down toward the expansive field several meters away from their cabin, and he releases the Kaioshin as he began stepping away from him, "You're going to spar with me."
Unbelievable… This would start becoming a problem if the saiyan instincts of Black started taking priority over his line of thinking. Then again, all Black wanted to do was test his enhanced strength. The kaioshin figured that he could make an exception this time around.
Zamasu nods to himself; and when Black stopped a bit of a distance from him, the kaioshin prepared himself for combat. When Black did the same, Zamasu squints at him. Now that he got a clear look at Black, he did think something about him was… different. He must have been seeing things, or is worrying too much about this.
"Ready, Zamasu?"
Zamasu nods his head at the question, and he forms a sharp blade of purplish ki along his arm, 'I still have a bad feeling about all of this.'
A groan escaped his lips, much more guttural than usual. He brought one of his hands up to his head, and he tries rubbing an ensuing headache away. Black did not know what happened in the past few minutes. He was sparing with Zamasu, testing out his enhanced strength.
He recalled feeling heavily winded and his ki fluctuating near its end, 'Guess Zamasu was right… There was a side effect to drinking that potion. At least I'm not dead.'
Things were different now as he glanced around, but he couldn't figure out what. Everything, even the trees nearby looked minuscule to him now.
"About time you woke up." the voice of Zamasu sounded. Even Zamasu sounded lighter than before, which Black thought was not possible.
Getting a better look at his surroundings, he tried pinpointing where the voice of Zamasu came from, "Hey… Zamasu? Where are you?"
"I am down here on your chest, you massive buffoon." Zamasu sounded again.
Black slowly directed his sight downward… and just about had a heart attack from what he saw. Zamasu could have even felt it as well from his position on the chest of Black.
Zamasu squints down at Black, a small quirk to his lip, "Black, calm yourself. Your heartbeats are getting much too fast. It is almost bouncing me off."
How can he be so calm in a situation like this?! What was going on?! Why was his partner so tiny? Or was it he who was… no, that was not possible, was it?
Zamasu could tell how terrified his partner was, and still did not understand what was going on. He sighs to himself as he placed his hands down onto his chest. When the ki of Zamasu began flowing into Black, the false saiyan could feel his breath soften.
He has never seen Black this shaken before, so he had to use his healing ability on him. Considering what had transpired to him, it was reasonable.
Zamasu finished calming the heart of Black, and he looked up at his giant eyes, "I'm glad you're more calm Black."
Black eyes Zamasu, a small frown appearing on his face, "Z-Zamasu, what happened?" His voice was clearly shaken, talking in a sort of whisper. Zamasu scratched the back of his hair.
He really hoped his partner would take this news well. "Well… You see. You are a giant now."
Black freezes up at those words, his eyes widening, "H-How? Was it from the…"
Zamasu cuts him off right there, "The potion? Yes, I speculate that was the cause of it. After you passed out, you started getting bigger until you stopped at this height. I have been on you since then waiting for you to wake up."
Black began looking around the area now, more closely this time around. That explained why everything looked so out of place and weird. He slowly stood up, making Zamasu levitate up to his shoulder. The sight of everything from this point amazed Black even more. He could see for miles without even needing flight.
Black glances down at Zamasu, "Hey Zamasu, how tall do you think I am now?"
That was a question which Zamasu was not expecting to be asked. He flew all around him, taking account of his current stature, "Well, if I had to make an estimate, I would say about 30ft." [Note - Black's canon height is 5'9. So the potion would have multiplied his height by a factor of 5, which would bring him to 29'5. But to keep things nice and even, he's 30ft.]
Black smiles to himself. This really was happening, and he could not believe a single bit of it. His smile got bigger and bigger at the fact that he was large and in charge.
Zamasu raises his eyebrow at the colossal fighter, "What are you all happy about?"
When Black began inching one of his fingers up toward Zamasu, the kaioshin flinches a little, seeing Black bring the digit close to his personal space. Before he could react, Black started… petting him.
Black chuckles to himself, feeling his tiny partner. Brushing his finger lightly on him, feeling the clothes he was always wearing, which seemed to perfectly contrast with his light green skin. He felt his pointy ears, and his white mohawk. All the while, Zamasu just sulked from the act.
Black gives off a hearty laugh, "I can't help it, Zamasu. You're so small and cute. And your blushing isn't helping you out either."
Zamasu noticed Black smirking down at him the whole time. He hated when Black did this to him. Messing around and flirting with him.
"Well, what are we going to do now?" Trying to change the topic Zamasu did.
A very smart idea on his part, very smart…
"Heh, we're going to do what we have already been doing. Disposing of all those worthless mortals. Except more easily now! With my increased height and power, those saiyans won't see anything coming when they get back."
Zamasu gives Black another flat look, "I was actually talking about how you're going to eat now."
Black was so caught up in his speech that he did not realize his stomach was growling. "Oh… um."
Zamasu sighs to himself as he took flight from Black's shoulder, "Why don't we go looking around for some food? Maybe even destroy more mortals while we are at it."
Black just smirks at the suggestion, "I like that idea. Gonna be a new experience for me at this height. And I'm glad I'll be having it with you, Zamasu."
Zamasu could practically contain his excitement, "Me too, Black. Me too."