A/N: Anyone remember the 'L' stands for?

"Oh no," Kale muttered as she paced around the kitchen. "What am I going to do?" What will I wear? What will I say?

"Calm down, Kale," Caulifla advised, licking her fingers and dropping the bone of her devoured roast on her plate. "No need to overthink it so much, you know?"

Kale couldn't believe she had actually agreed to Cabba's proposal. Not only that, but she had spoken to him smoothly and clearly when accepting his invitation. He would be expecting her now. And what was she doing? Freaking out. She laughed nervously, glad that Cabba had left to attend some matters at home and would not be able to see her having a breakdown.

"I don't see what the big deal is," Goku said, leaning back in his chair. "We've faced bigger things before. Were you this afraid when it came to the Tournament of Power?"

"W-well, no. But that's different!"

When Goku gave Kale a perplexed look, Caulifla sighed and rolled her eyes. "I'll admit that you're a fighting genius but you're abso-fucking-lutely clueless when it comes to the female mind."

"Hey! I'm pretty sure I'll understand better if Kale explained things a bit more. But right now I can't see how she managed to cope with a do-or-die battle royal and not a visit to Cabba's."

"It's just different," Kale said desperately. "What if his parents judge me? What if they don't accept me?" She paced even faster. "What will it mean then for our... umm..."

"Relationship?" Goku suggested.

"I guess... But, well, we're not exactly romantically involved..."

"Yet," teased Caulifla. "But look at yourself, Kale. Worrying over a silly dinner date with some old birds. It shows you genuinely care about Cabba if you value his parents' opinion so much."

"I second that," added Goku. "Chi Chi did the same thing before I reminded her that my parents are dead."

"Well, you're a real ray of sunshine, aren't you?"

"Pfft, says you." Goku stuck out his tongue at her childishly, causing her to growl softly and do the same. Goku raised an eyebrow at her. "You have to admit though; I'm right."

"Whatever." Caulifla turned her attention back to Kale. "Point is, you care. And because of that, I'm willing to help you. But be warned, Kale, there's little advice I can give you on this matter."

"I'm here too," Goku offered. "If you ever need help."

"Thank you," Kale said with a sigh of relief. "But I think I'll try to figure things out myself first."

"That's my girl!" crowed Caulifla, grinning at her protégée.

Kale nodded timidly and made her way upstairs to the room she shared with Caulifla to gather her muddled thoughts. As soon as she was gone, Caulifla's gaze hardened into a steely glare again.

"Don't... Don't talk to me like that," Caulifla said. "And don't treat me like... we're friends. That façade I put up for Kale was draining enough."

Goku sighed heavily. "You know, we can still be friends. I know what we shared was wrong but... It was a two-way street."

"Tch. That's not what I hate most about you. I'm well aware that it was a shared decision. But the fact that..." Her lip curled into a snarl. "You went crawling back to that... that woman infuriates me."

"We've talked about this before, Caulifla," Goku said, a warning tone in his voice. "She's my wife."

"That doesn't mean jack to me. You are not mated with her, nor do you truly love one another. How can you not see it? Is your skull really that thick? Even I can see it, Goku... The love you share, if one could even call it that, is forced to the point of being materialistic."

A low growl emitted from Goku's throat. "You don't get to decide that. You know, Caulifla, I'd appreciate you more if you'd stop trying to shit on the name of wife every five seconds."

"And I'd appreciate it more if you'd just man up a little! Stop letting her control your life."

"What Chi Chi and I share is mutual; neither of us control one another as you put it. If it was, then we wouldn't be having this conversation right now!" Is it? a voice teased in his head. Don't you remember what you told yourself the day you left her?

"I wish! But look's like we are anyway. What're you going to do about it, Goku?"

The male saiyan stood up from his seat and Caulifla felt her heart momentarily stop before resuming. She had almost forgotten how tall he was; how much he towered over her. In one swift movement, he had her pinned to the wall. The harsh impact of her back hitting the wall made the entire dingy kitchen shake. Her eyes widened slightly. Wha... What does he think he's doing?

"What do you want me to do about it?" Goku inquired, staring her straight in the eyes, onyx meeting onyx.

For once, she was at a loss for words. But she quickly regained her speech. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" she demanded, her voice breathy.

"I could take you right now and you wouldn't be able to do anything about it," he observed darkly. He shook his head. "But I'd never do that, Caulifla..." He stepped back. "Sorry about that. I don't know what came over me." Liar. What did Bulma call them again? Pheromones?

A small smirk slowly etched itself onto Caulifla's visage. "Oh you don't know, huh? Because I think I do." She looked like she was about to jump him but then sighed. "But that wouldn't be the best idea right now. Since we both obviously have tension building up like a pressure cooker in our bodies..." Caulifla cracked her knuckles. "How 'bout a spar?"

"You're on."

Goku and Caulifla landed in a clearing behind the latter's hideout, their bodies fizzing with unreleased energy and excitement. The wind blew hard as the two fighters gradually powered up, a flare of white aura surrounding their bodies.

"You know," Caulifla called. "We shouldn't go totally overboard on this. I don't want my home or the forest destroyed."

"Got it," Goku affirmed.

With that, they continued to stare each other, their eyes sharp and determined to identify any lapse of concentration within their opponents. Caulifla moved first, her body flooding with what could only be described as pure ecstasy as her punch struck Goku's broad chest, sending him flying backward.

Impressive, Goku had to admit, It's been so long since we fought. Does she realize how much stronger and faster she is this time around? The air whistled as he shot forward and launched a merciless assault on Caulifla. She blocked most of them but one of Goku's hits would strike her on occasion.

With a low growl, Caulifla backflipped, curling into a ball before unfolding herself upon descent. Shifting her weight on one foot, she managed to evade a few more of Goku's attacks before he bombarded her with circular chi blasts. She raised her arms up, her flesh stinging as she tried to protect herself. When the energy attacks stopped, she moved into another defensive stance, ready for Goku to try and pummel her. Instead, what she saw a minefield. The chi blasts that had not hit her were now levitating in the sky, glowing dangerously. Caulifla glared at her opponent. "What is this?"

"Just a little something I picked up during the tournament," was Goku's single, infuriating response. "HYAAH!" With a commanding kiai, all the floating balls of energy began to torpedo Caulifla, ripping through her hasty defences.

"Hrrgh..." Caulifla snarled as she squeezed her eyes shut to protect her irises. Come on, she coached herself, You've got this... She threw her arms forward, smacking Goku's own attack back at him and forcing him to dodge by flying up into the air. Then she began her counterattack, throwing red discs of energy at him. While he was distracted, she zipped up right next to him and nailed an uppercut before kicking him harshly into the ground. She could have sworn she felt the atmosphere waver when she did so.

When the dust cleared, Goku was standing in a saiyan-shaped crater and glowing gold, a smirk on his face. With a battle cry, he rocketed toward Caulifla and backhanded her, swifter and much more powerful than he had been before in his base form. She quickly transformed into her own super saiyan form, her spiky hair becoming more defined as it underwent the transformation. Just in time too; she would not have been able to catch his punch otherwise.

They both lashed out at the same time, their fists meeting with a resounding boom. Caulifla bit back a scream as she felt nearly all the bones in her hand shatter. What?! How?! She got her answer when the wind whipped her golden bags to the side. Goku levitates before her as a super saiyan three. She stared at him, baffled. Impossible. I didn't even see him transform.

"You alright there?" Goku asked, dropping out of super saiyan three and landing on the ravaged ground alongside Caulifla. "I might have put a tiny bit too much power in that last one."

"Do not mock me," Caulifla said through gritted teeth, her broken hand hanging limply to one side. She surveyed the area. "Tch. Looks like we went too far anyway." Goku frowned slightly when she gave him a sharp glance. "Seems like we have the tendency to do that. Go too far, I mean."

"You just perfectly demonstrated that," Goku told her wryly. He stared her hand. "We need to get that treated. I brought sensu beans along with me. They're upstairs, in my room."

Caulifla glared at the ground, not at all eager to receive medical treatment from the man who was constantly leaving her in the dust in more than one field. If only she could attain super saiyan blue...

"Caulifla?"

The saiyan in question broke out of her thoughts. "Right. Thanks, I guess. You don't really need to, though." She grimaced at the injury. "This was as much as my fault as it was yours. I should have noticed the vast power difference. Instead, I let myself get too distracted by the fight."

"Maybe," Goku noted. "But it's just another thing for you to look out for in the future."

Caulifla was mildly surprised by his nonchalance but didn't show it. Somehow, it had been like she was trapped in a different time and chained by her Warrior's Honor to train with Frost. She quickly shooed away those thoughts. Those were memories from long ago and something she preferred not to dwell on too much. That was not her. That person had died somewhere in time. Goku was not her trainer anymore, Caulifla reminded herself. She should not have expected him to scold her for her carelessness.

As they flew back to Caulifla's hideout, which was only a short distance away, Goku let out a low whistle when he saw the damage they had caused. Everything within a five kilometre radius had been levelled. Trees had been uprooted and a nearby billabong of sorts was now reduced to a small puddle, most of the water having been evaporated by the amount of energy being exerted or simply blown away.

In the hideout, they could sense Kale inside her room, moving about. She was likely pacing the floor again. Caulifla shook her head.

"If she keeps doing that she'll wear a hole in the ground," Goku remarked before she could say anything.

"I wish there was some way to calm her down," Caulifla said with a sigh, trying her best to ignore the throbbing in her wounded appendage. "I should probably go see her later."

Goku nodded and they both entered the guest room where he was staying. As promised, a small pouch of sensu beans sat on the bedside table. Caulifla never thought something so mundane looking would look so lovely in her eyes. Soon, she'd stop feeling that dreadful, aching pain in her mangled hand. She glanced down at it. There was actually a shard of bone poking through her palm.

Well shit, was her first thought. Then; Tch... I'll catch up soon enough.

"Wow, I really did a number on you," Goku said, really noticing the full extent of the damage he had done to her metacarpus for the first time. "A sensu will knit all your bones together but it might be a while until you can get used to it being totally functional again." At Caulifla's glare, he shrugged. "Sensu beans have a limit too, you know. For one, they can't restore lost limbs."

"I would hardly call this a lost limb." Caulifla winced quietly as her hand jostled the fabric of her pants.

"The damage is still bad enough. Got any bandages?"

Caulifla nodded. "I keep medical kits almost everywhere in the house." She rolled her eyes. "The boys like roughhousing a lot. We get broken limbs almost every week. There should be one in that drawer over there."

Once she had eaten the sensu, Caulifla sat on the bed with her hand outstretched while Goku fished for a roll of bandages from its place. Her traumatized hand was starting to become numb when Goku found what he was looking for and started bandaging the injury. He worked in silence, expertly wrapping the first layer of tape and then dressing it with a fuzzy tourniquet.

"Sorry," Caulifla heard him mumble. "I shouldn't have hit so hard."

"Stop apologizing," she snapped irritably. "I'm not some fragile fairy princess for you to protect. I don't know if you remember but I was deemed worthy enough to fight in the Tournament of Power as well." She tried flexing her hand. "So what if you're a god? We'll be evenly matched before you know it."

"I'm not a god," Goku corrected, sitting down next to her. "And achieving super saiyan blue requires a lot of training."

"Yes... Something that you were unable to provide."

"Caulifla. We've been through this."

Caulifla sneered at him and his unwillingness to budge. "Oh, come on. Why don't you take those rose lenses off and actually look at your relationship from a more objective point of view, huh?"

I already have! Goku wanted to tell her. Instead, he frowned at the wall. Then, to his own surprise he repeated it aloud, "I already have. The day I left for Universe 6." He sighed heavily. "Look, Caulifla. I can't just leave her. It... It isn't right."

"... Do you still love her?"

There was no hesitation on his part. "Yes. But... Gah, it's hard to explain. Does this make sense: I love her but not like the way I used to. It's... It's like I love her less every day." He expected her to snort with laughter and berate him for being so confused about this new development in his and Chi Chi's marriage. What he did not expect was her response.

"It makes perfect sense." Caulifla turned her head to stare him straight in the eye. "So what is it that you want, Son Goku?" Is it me? I can see it in your eyes. You're terrible at hiding things. There was another question that remained unanswered. What about me? Is it you that I want?

There was a pregnant pause.

Caulifla was about to say something else for further prompting when she felt his lips press down on hers. Unlike last time, it was not rough or demanding. It was soft with just the right amount of passion in it. Despite her resolve, she couldn't help but moan softly as he nudged her onto the bed. This was... Different. Last time, it had been little more than a quick fuck. But this... What is this? Caulifla wondered.

He climbed on top her before halting. Goku stared at her pleasantly flushed face and noted how her bangs curtained her face in an almost angelic manner. At least it would have been so if she didn't smirk at him, her eyes filled with challenge.

"What?" she said. "Losing your nerve already?" She sat up and swung her legs around his hips, her breath hitching slightly as she felt his bulge beneath his gi. "Shame. I was expecting more after last time."

Her words reignited the fire in him. Goku snarled in an almost primal manner as he grappled her shoulders, pushing her down roughly. "Are you kidding?" He chuckled darkly. "I'll fuck you until you won't be able to walk."

"Hah! Try me!"

Faster than the human eye could follow, clothes piled up on the floor and Caulifla was pinned to the bed.

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In one swift motion, he entered her, making her breath hitch once more as he felt him invade her. She let out a small, breathy laugh as she thought back to the first time they had done the deed. They had agreed on no foreplay for the sake of quick relief but had ended up going back on their deal. And now? She was being rutted like there was no tomorrow.

It's even better than last time, Caulifla couldn't help but think. But hell as if I'm going to let him do all the work. A growl escaped her throat as she pushed back against the mattress and reversed their positions. "Not today, Old Man."

"Oh?" Goku looked at her in amusement.

With a small shout, she turned super saiyan and they both felt a wave of pleasure. "It's time for payback."

Shit, Goku cursed in his head. If she keeps this up, I won't last long. He glared up at her, as she rode him to oblivion, his gaze a mix of lust and frustration. There! He caught her off guard and flipped her to the side while transforming into a super saiyan as well. Gotcha.

"What -" She was cut off as he thrust into her once more, the act even more pleasurable now that he was literally fucking her sideways. Caulifla reached up and curled her arms around his body, digging her nails into Goku's back, leaving a succession of red scratches behind as she ran her fingers down the small of his back. Fuck... He slammed even harder into her and she felt herself stretch, her hips aching painfully. Is he trying to fuck me or break me?! She swore loudly as the tension pooling at her abdomen became nigh unbearable. With a cry, she transformed again, climaxing just as her hair spiked up even further. Caulifla soon realized that she wasn't the only one affected by her own transformation when she felt something warm fill her.

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"A warning would have been nice," Goku said dryly.

"Like you would have given me one."

He smirked at her. "By the way, it was you who came first."

"Oh, fuck you."

"You just did."

Caulifla rolled over. I'm fairly sure that I gave him more pleasure in that little fuck session than his wife did their entire marriage. "Did you enjoy that?"

"Would you believe it if I said 'no'?"

"No."

"Then, yes, I did," Goku got up and started to dress. "Caulifla, what are we?"

"Hmm? I don't know. What kind of question is that, huh?"

Goku knitted his brows together in a slight glower. "Don't be so coy. It doesn't suit you. You already know that Chi Chi and I are having problems," he stated bluntly. "And I don't know if I want to return to her after all this is over." He grimaced as he remembered how she had kept an even tighter leash on him during the past month. Still, saying it out loud took a huge weight off his shoulders.

"You want my advice? Don't go back. Look, don't get mad when I say this. She treats you like a pet. And you allow her to do so because you're blinded by the love you share." She spat out the word 'love' as if it were a disease. "It's not real, Goku. I don't care if it was once upon a time, but it's not anymore." Caulifla picked up her discarded clothing from the floor and began to clothe herself as well. "As for what we are... I don't know either. Why don't we save that question for another time?"

"We'll have to answer it sometime," Goku pointed out.

"And I opt for answering it later." She flopped onto the bed, pulling Goku down with her, her hips cramping slightly from the earlier abuse. "Right now, I'm tired... I hardly got any sleep last night." She did not protest when Goku wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to his chest.

"I'm here," he told her. "You don't have to worry about anything."

Caulifla could feel herself getting drowsier but she fought against her fatigue. ... How does he know that something's bothering me? She did not get to ponder on it any longer when she felt sleep envelop her.

Goku sighed as he held the sleep-deprived saiyan. "Sleep well, Cauli."

A/N: There you go. Another lemon. To be honest, I don't enjoy writing them too much as 1. I can't do it well and 2. I find it somewhat awkward so don't expect a lot of these. I try not to make my lemons too detailed from here on out because I'd be pretty fucking pissed if the story got removed for that.

Next time, we'll be seeing Kale and Cabba on their dinner date with Cabba's parents and I'm going to write in the funeral for Parsley as well. Then, from there, the plot will really start moving faster than it is now (hopefully)!

This weekend the SMASH anime convention's going to be hosted and they have a DBS exhibit there! I really want to go... We'll see... ;-;

Thank you so much for all the reviews. And I noticed I'm going to hit 100k words soon.

Wow.

This is actually surreal.

Also, if anyone's actually interested in how the things from last chapter's AN went here you go:

1. I did not get into the volleyball team. Which sucks and I was actually quite upset about it for a bit before getting over it. This is actually the first time I've been rejected (every new season we have to try out again). Also, I jarred my finger botching a set and it still hurts like a bitch. Not used to setting at all... Nor do I like it... Prefer to play libero. Not particularly tall either (my head doesn't even reach the bottom of the net!); I can't block any attacks because my fingers only just surpass the top of the net when I jump (':

2. Human interaction actually went pretty well. I only stuttered a few hundred times.

Talonsen: Thanks for the correction (:

Gr3ninja: Wow, really?! I take this compliment particularly highly since English is not my first language and I did not learn it until I was about 6 or 7 years old. If you're curious, Cantonese is my first language. And wow, you're right. It's already been a month since this story was first published. Even I didn't remember that. But then again, I have a tendency to forget my own birthday so that's not really unusual for me.

Time for a little self-promotion... I have another story uploaded in the Super category. It's a Gohan/Videl oneshot. Give it a shot, if you want. Idk.

Phew, this was a long-winded AN. If you stuck with me this long, thank you! It means you actually somewhat respect/are interested in me enough to look at what I have to say.