Chapter Twenty Seven- 'Touch Me With That and You're Dead!'
(Author's Note: Dragon Ball Super is owned by Akira Toriyama. The only things the author owns are the OCs and story.)
The destroyer took his time walking down the expansive halls of his domain, slowly approaching the sleeping chamber of his intended. A week had passed since the punishment and their opportune duel, and the goddess still could barely move. Corsa had been at the mercy of both Whis and himself, having to rely on them for even the most basic of care. Inquiring into the cause of her delay in healing, the Northern Kai had resolved that it must be 'Delayed Onset Energy Disorder,' though more severe in nature. Utilizing all the energy she had into one attack had drained the woman, rendering her body unable to cope with the powered up state. Being unaccustomed to battle, the Kai had reasoned that the balancer had put herself into a state that would take considerable more time to recover. When asked the length of the duration, King Kai wasn't able to offer anything concrete.
"It could last weeks, months, or even years. It'll all depend on how fast her body can bounce back," he had offered, adding that the best thing for her would be to rest and, "absolutely no training or energy manipulation of any kind." His last stipulation held the most weight, informing the god that any attempt to push herself at this time had the potential to push her powers into dormancy indefinitely.
Beerus had no intention of allowing that to occur. She was just starting to tap into the intriguing depths of her abilities, and while the universe needed her at her best, he had to admit to himself some selfish motives. Considering her now considerable lifespan comparable to his own, the destroyer looked forward to having someone to play with whenever the fancy struck him. The fact that it was someone he intended to marry was just an added bonus.
Opening the door, Beerus crossed the threshold, taking in the sight of the incapacitated woman. The goddess was nestled in the middle of the bed, held up by an array of pillows to keep her upright. Corsa glanced over at her guest, giving an exasperated sigh at his presence. The destroyer had made the habit of constantly checking in on her, increasing in frequency along with his boredom.
Inquiring his attendant incessantly over the duration of her recovery, Whis had stressed to him that the woman simply needed time, insisting he remain patient. Though reassuring in tone, the angel had kept his concerns to himself over how long her absolute immobility was taking, musing over asking their Supreme Kai for any advice in healing the balancer enough to move. He couldn't imagine it would hurt anything. If anything else, he would implore his father on any knowledge he surely had on the matter.
Corsa had voiced her frustrations to him, annoyed at being at the mercy of himself and Beerus over trivial matters, bathing being of most concern.
"I apologize my lady, but I'm afraid until your energy recovers there really isn't much we can do…"
Seeing the crestfallen look in his charge's eyes, Whis had taken a seat next to her, witnessing the sad state his charge was in. Beerus had taken it upon himself to protect her modesty by helping her bath, her state of dress as disheveled as her hair, blue tresses ruffled and knotted up in places. Though appreciative, the goddess became incredibly aware of the destroyer's lack of knowledge when it came to feminine appearance. His latest attempt to brush out her hair had ended in Corsa howling in pain and yelling at him to get out, left to sulk alone.
Whis had given a light chuckle as he raised his staff, tapping the ground lightly as her appearance straightened up, her long hair flowing out around her in smooth waves over the bedside.
"Thank you," Corsa said gently as she closed her eyes, the bathing and dressing debacles exhausting her.
"Not a problem at all, my lady. Please get some rest. I'll be by after a while with your lunch."
The attendant glanced back as he neared the doorway, finding the woman already fast asleep as he gently closed the door, walking past the lobby to work on their meal in the kitchen.
Beerus crossed his arms as the pair locked eyes with each other, the woman huffing at the interruption to her sleep. She prepared herself for whatever her intended was about to prattle on about, having the same conversation countless times over the week since their battle. She doubted his mood had lightened any since the last they had spoken, his furrowed brows denoting his irritation at being thrown out of her room just hours before.
"I can't take this anymore. Are you able to move yet?"
He was met with only a glare in response, Corsa wishing more than anything she could roll over and go back to sleep.
"How many times are you going to ask me that? I'm enjoying this about as much as you are."
Adjusting her head, the goddess winced as she added, "My head still hurts from you yanking that brush through my hair. I don't know how more of that I can take."
"Well excuse me for not knowing the finer points of cosmetology," he stated, walking over to a seat beside her.
"Hmph."
Corsa stared a hole into the wall in front of her, not bothering to acknowledge his presence. She was beyond frustrated, never being one to sit idle. The process had been humiliating, unable to even feed herself over the last seven days. The goddess felt like a helpless invalid, going stir crazy in the confines of her bedroom.
The god watched as she glanced down to her hand, only able to strum her fingers along the silken sheets. She huffed in exasperation. There just had to be a way to speed this along…
Seeing his eyes light up, Corsa raised an eyebrow at the god, curious over what he had remembered.
"Be right back," he stated, rushing out of the room in haste.
"Thank god," she mumbled, closing her eyes as she appreciated the quiet. The woman hoped whatever he was retrieving would take a bit of time, gaining some much needed rest in his absence.
Approaching the meeting room, Beerus slammed open a massive cabinet in the center of the hall, riffling through a menagerie of jars. Hearing the commotion, the attendant walked in, inquisitive over what his other charge was up to.
"I hope you'll be putting those back in the order I arranged them," he said, a vein pulsing out from his temple as the god tossed a random container over his shoulder, ignoring the angel's request.
"Ah, found it!" he announced triumphantly, holding up a tall vial of green-tinged liquid.
Whis' eyes lit up at the discovery.
"Oh, that could work. I'd completely forgotten we had that. Be sure to warn her-"
"Yeah, yeah, I'll give her a heads up." Beerus replied, rushing passed him as he left a mass of chaos in his wake, jars and containers left haplessly all over the floor.
"Honestly…" Whis lamented. It took him a whole day to arrange those jars in a satisfactory order.
Smelling something burning, the angel zipped back into the kitchen, having something more dire to focus on at the moment.
Walking back in, the god heard the woman huff at his return, stating "that didn't take you long."
Noting her irritated countenance, he narrowed his eyes at her.
"Sorry to disappoint, but I think I have something that'll help get you moving," he said, Corsa taking in the green vial in the god's hand.
"Sweet," she said, Beerus placing the container on a nightstand as he went about pulling the covers off her.
"I'm gonna roll you over. It works best if applied to your back," he said, pulling up the woman's tee shirt.
"That's cool."
She glanced over at the vial as he retrieved it, smelling a spicy aroma akin to currant and cinnamon emanate from it as Beerus opened the stopper, pouring a generous amount into his hands.
"Just what is this supposed to do?" she asked, the god rubbing it between his hands as he knelt on the bed, straddling the woman.
"It's a serum collected from the Navenotcha Tree on planet Kanesta. Supposedly, it has restorative properties to the nervous system."
He felt the woman giggle underneath him.
"Never figured you one for herbal medicine." She stated, amused at his latest attempt.
"Ha ha, very funny. Just fair warning," he said, making contact with her back, "the serum is known to hurt like hell at first."
"What do you mean at- OH MY FUCKING GOD! GET OFF ME!" she yelled, the liquid feeling like fire as it seeped into her flesh, the entirety of her spine lighting up as the nerves fired up simultaneously.
Hearing her wailing from down the hall, the angel's attention was torn from his mourning over the burnt entrée, having to start over from scratch.
"Hm? Guess the serum's working. That's good…" he stated passively, returning to his task.
Beerus' ears started to ring from the woman's screams, calling him every profanity her mind could come up with, utilizing other languages at her disposal when she ran out in the common tongue.
"Would you quit that?! I'm trying to help you!" he said, finding himself having to hold her down as she regained the ability to move, causing him to smile.
"See? It's working! So stop your damned yelling! It should let up in a minute!"
"Just you wait! I'm gonna rip out your fucking- oh…" she paused, laying her head back down on the pillow. The aching hellfire that was having its way with her spine had instantly ceased, the massage feeling like the best thing in the world to her. She brought her arms up to rest her head against, feeling bad over cussing her destroyer out just a moment before. Sensing her back press up against his touch, he smiled when he heard the woman make a sound similar to a cat purring.
"Glad to see you're done screaming. Feeling any better?" he asked coyly, the goddess moaning with pleasure underneath him.
"Ohhh…I'll kill you if you stop…" she said, warranting a light chuckle from Beerus.
"Heh, you've tried before and look where that got you." He said, offering a light joke as his intended gave a 'hm' in response, relishing the attention her sore muscles were getting.
He honestly felt a little guilty that she put so much power into that blast, not foreseeing she would put herself into such a position. Beerus was thankful everything turned out so well, the Grand Priest contacting them a few days prior to inform them that the wedding would be permitted to commence. The Omni Kings had become excited over the notion of a wedding, excitedly urging the pair to have it soon. He hadn't found a good time to bring it up to her, figuring he would wait until she was fully recovered.
Leaning down, he gently nestled the side of her neck, placing a few kisses upon it before asking huskily, "Would you kill me if I wanted to do, something else, to loosen that tension?"
Silently pondering, Corsa glanced over her shoulder, her eyes taking on a blue hue.
"I wouldn't object to it. But wait, isn't Shin supposed to be showing up soon?"
The god pondered for a moment, recalling that their monthly meeting with the Kai would be occurring at some point that day. Though it was true, he wasn't about to let that get in his way.
"And?"
Sighing, she motioned him to move, sitting up as she said, "We probably shouldn't then if he's gonna be here. Not polite to keep people waiting…"
"So? Let him then. We don't know exactly when he'll be showing up. It's his own fault for not letting us know." he said as he leaned over, kissing the nape of her neck. Nipping lightly, he felt her giggle under his touch.
"You miss me that much? It's only been a few weeks since we, you know..."
He sighed, sitting up as he faced the renewed goddess, his aching desire encouraging him to coerce her to indulge him.
"Technically, it's been three years for you, being in that Time Chamber and all.." he said coyly, flopping down next to her. Corsa grinned, liking where the conversation was going.
Motioning forward, Beerus met her in the middle, eager to be caught in one her gentle embraces.
Pulling him down, Corsa caught him in a kiss, smiling slyly as she stated, "Well, when you put it that way, what kind of fiancé would I be if I denied you?"
Removing his collar, Beerus pulled the covers over him as he said, "Hm…fiancé. I could get used to that."
"Not for too long, I hope. You'll have to call me your wife soon." She corrected him, catching him off guard by the statement. His surprise was replaced with a sense of contentment, baring a mischievous grin as he huskily replied, "Even better…"
The attendant had just finished remaking lunch as he sensed a presence appear outside. Looking down at his masterpiece, he sighed, leaving it to greet their expected guest.
"Greetings, Supreme Kai." He offered to the creator, receiving a warm smile from the deity.
"Salutations, Whis. I hope I'm coming by at a good time. I was kept longer than expected attending to other matters."
The angel grinned as he replied, "Not a problem at all. Please, come in."
Ushering the god into the lobby, he stated he would return shortly with both the balancer and destroyer.
"I'm sure you all have much to discuss," the angel said, Shin taking a seat as returned his gaze to the attendant.
"That reminds me, how is Lady Corsa doing? I heard she's come down with some sort of energy disorder."
Whis offered a light grin as he stated, "Yes, she has unfortunately. My lady has been unable to move and has been confined to her bed for the last week."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. Must be quite a severe case."
"It has, but my lord recalled a restoring serum we have in our possession. Hopefully, it will help her to at least move on her own."
Shin eyes lit up with interest at the mention of such a medicine.
"Oh, I see."
The angel bowed as he excused himself, walking down the hallway to locate his lord and lady. Reaching his destination, he paused before turning the door handle, noting some interesting sounds coming from the other side. Realization hitting him, he slowly turned away, making his way back to the lobby.
'Apparently she's feeling better..' Whis thought, feeling relief over sparing the pair and himself the embarrassment of walking in on them. Tempted to reprimand the two, he decided to let it slide.
"Oh well. They are engaged, after all…" he mumbled, standing at the lobby's threshold.
"Pardon?" a voice asked, the angel noticing a perplexed creator staring back at him.
Giving a light cough, Whis entered the room, apologizing to the Kai for his counterparts' absence.
"Apologies. It appears my lady has laid down for a nap. She has been easy to exhaust as of late. Perhaps we could reschedule this meeting for another time?"
The creator god rose from his seat, completely accepting the excuse.
"Oh, I understand. I'll be in contact soon to arrange another time. I'll just have to check on my other affairs before I commit to anything."
The attendant gave his signature composed smile, offering apologies for taking up the god's time.
Shin waved his hands, insisting it wasn't a problem.
"I just hope Corsa feels better soon." He offered, Whis giving a sly look down the hallway.
"Oh, I'm sure she'll be in tip top shape before we know it…"
The pair reclined back on the bed, enjoying the afterglow of their long overdue reunion. Snuggled up beside him, Corsa wrapped an arm around the destroyer's torso, feeling a sense of contented exhaustion.
"Wow, that was-"
"No need for flattery my dear. Like you said, I kind of missed you." He said, his goddess pulling herself up on top him.
She feigned a pout as she asked, "Just 'kind of'? I'm hurt…"
He smiled as he narrowed his eyes at her, flipping her over to position himself on top of her.
"That was me being gentle. Should I show you the true degree of my missing you?" he asked, cradling her cheek in his hand. He was left indignant as the woman beneath him yawned, shaking her head at the invitation.
"No offense, but I'm really tired. Raincheck?" she asked, the god offering a light chuckle.
Rising from the bed, Beerus dressed as Corsa drowsily watched him, stretching his arms as he went to exit the room.
"None taken, I'll just take it as a complement to my prowess."
"Yeah, figured you would," She said, pulling the covers up over her head as she complied with her body's protest to sleep.
"Wake me when Shin gets here." She said, the god giving her a knowing look.
"A little late for that. He already came and went."
"Oh, really? That's too bad. We'll have to schedule another meeting soon. I kind of feel bad, wasting his time like that."
"Don't be. I'm sure Whis gave some sort of excuse. Just get some rest. I'll wake you up for dinner." He said, the goddess nestling into her mass of pillows.
"Hm, sounds good…"
Beerus met up with his attendant in the dining hall, his prior activities stimulating his appetite. The angel joined his lord as they ate in silence, Whis finally looking up to mention that their meeting was rescheduled in another month.
"Oh, good to hear. Corsa should be feeling better by then."
His attendant narrowed his eyes as he sarcastically replied, "Apparently, that serum worked wonders. You sure she was exactly feeling up for that?"
"Hm? Up for what?" Beerus asked, the angel sighing with indignance.
"No need to be coy, my lord. You know exactly to what I'm referring."
"Hmph," the god replied, scarfing down his plate of food as Corsa walked in, Whis standing up with alarm at his charge walking around so soon. The goddess had thrown on some leggings before traversing out, her knees wobbling in protest over their lack of use.
"My lady, you really shouldn't be out of bed yet." The angel said sternly, rushing over to steady the young woman.
"I'm fine," she said, adding that she couldn't get back to sleep, remembering Whis had said something about lunch.
"Oh. Well there's plenty if you're feeling up to it." He said, allowing Corsa to use him as support as Beerus pulled out a seat for her.
"You should really pace yourself," the destroyer stated, surprised that he couldn't sense her approaching them. Her aura was still significantly weak, and while he was thankful she was now mobile, the exhausted look on her face worried him. Perhaps Whis was right, maybe he shouldn't have been overzealous.
"Oh for the love of- I'm fine. I'll go back after I eat, okay?" she said, waving off their concerns as she took a plate, shoveling food furiously as both angel and destroyer sat back down.
'At least her appetite's back,' the attendant thought, the meal soon concluded as his charge urged the other to go back to her room. The goddess wasn't hearing it, insisting to at least lounge in the living room.
"I've been cooped up in that room for days! Just let me lay on the couch while you play a video game or something."
The god sighed, relenting to his intended's pleas. Sitting down beside her, he stated, "Fine, but your ass is parked right here, you got it?"
"Yeah, yeah, got it…"
Deciding on a movie, the god watched to its conclusion, glancing over to find the balancer passed out asleep beside him. Sighing, he turned the TV off, curling up next to her as he stared up at the ceiling, hoping that sleep would overtake him as well. His prayers would go unanswered, groaning as he sat up in recognition of an approaching energy signature.
Walking outside, both Whis and Beerus were met by two increasing frequent guests to their world.
"Vados, so good to see you," the angel warmly offered as his sister stopped just short of them. Training in the Time Chamber had given the siblings time to smooth out their rivalry, finding camaraderie in the tales they exchanged over their respective charges. He had resolved to play nice, since they were sharing a balancer between them now.
"Greetings. We came by to see how our balance god was doing. Any improvements?" she asked, an uncharacteristic concern edging itself into her voice. The two divine females had managed to strike up a friendship, something neither have had in quite some time. Being there were so few women in the realm of the gods, the pair had taken a liking to each other, their relationship cemented by the training conducted in the Room of Space and Time.
The twin destroyers said nothing to each other, staring one another down as they conversed.
"While my, excuse me, our lady is once again able to move, her energy is still rather diminished. I regret to say that manipulating energy is still a ways off." Whis informed his counterpart, the female angel nodding as she absorbed the information.
"Wait, don't you have some of that restoration serum?" she asked, her brother nodding in agreement.
"Yes, we tried that. It only helped in regaining movement."
Vados held her hand under her chin, assessing his statement.
"I see. That DOED is quite severe in her case then. That would have restored a mortal completely. Then again, she is a god. Hm, perhaps I should ask the Grand Priest for some advice in this matter. Having a balancer out of commission won't do either of our universes any good."
"I agree," Whis replied, both angels inquiring through their staffs for anything helpful.
Champa huffed in frustration as he folded his arms behind his head.
"Man, what a pain. We traveled all this way to pick her up and she's not even well yet?"
His brother's statement got his attention, narrowing his eyes at the inconsiderate god.
"Hey, she's in no shape to be traveling to another reality any time soon. Let alone with your crude ass."
"What did you say?!" Champa hollered, stomping over to face his sibling. Their attendants ignored them as the twins continued to berate each other.
"Listen, I don't care what kind of agreement she made with Vados. She's not going and that's final!" Beerus yelled at Champa, the pair shoving their foreheads into the other.
"That's not really up to you is it?"
"Excuse me?!"
Champa gave a murderous grin as he replied, "Remember, she's your superior Beerus. Her decision supersedes yours."
Shoving him back, Beerus gritted his teeth at the fellow destroyer's arrogance.
"She's your superior now too, dumbass!"
"Why I ought ta-"
"SHUT, THE HELL, UP!"
All four turned to see a winded goddess at the entrance, leaning heavily against the massive frame as she huffed.
"I thought I told you to stay on the couch!" Her intended hollered, walking over to the now glaring goddess.
"Yeah, and snails eat salt. Since when have you known me to listen?" she said, waving off his assistance as the pair approached the rest of the group.
Vados' eyes lit up at seeing her new charge, delighted that she made an appearance.
"Lady Corsa! It's so good to see you again!"
"Heh, feeling's mutual. How are things? Come here to get me, I take it?"
The female angel giggled, happy that the woman had remembered their agreement.
"We were, but maybe we should abstain from that at the moment. You don't like you could withstand such a journey right now."
Corsa shrugged, feeling a change of scenery might do her some good.
"Eh, as long as I don't push myself, it should be fine. Honestly, I was getting pretty cooped up."
Pointing back to Whis and Beerus, she added, "These two have really been up my butt about resting and pacing myself."
Vados appeared to be pondering such a notion. Though it was tempting to take Corsa back with them to the sixth universe, she was afraid of the goddess pushing herself too soon, risking not only being on her intended's bad favor, but her brother's as well.
Sighing, she stated, "I'm sorry, but until you recover a bit more, I'm afraid I take you with us. I wouldn't forgive myself if anything bad happened to my new charge."
The angel was caught off guard as the balancer grasped her shoulders, desperate pleading eyes staring back at her.
"Come on, help a sister out. I'm drowning in testosterone here."
Glancing back to the divine duo, the female attendant returned her gaze to Corsa, asking, "Seriously? Has it been that bad?"
A tear welled up in her eye as the goddess solemnly replied, "There are just things a girl needs to do on her own, you know?"
Realization hitting her, Vados gave a 'oh,' as she took pity on the weakened deity before her.
"Yeah, that would be, difficult, to say the least…"
Receiving a passive glance from her brother, Vados gave a beaming smile.
"Alright! If you insist my lady! Just keep in mind that I'll be just as hard on you as Whis."
Waving a finger, she added, "No training or using your energy, got it?"
Eyes lighting up, Corsa happily agreed to the conditions, thrilled to have someone in her corner.
"No problem! You got it!"
"Hey, hey! I didn't agree to this!" Beerus yelled, feeling incredibly uneasy about the women's arrangement. Since she was going to another universe, Beerus would not be permitted to accompany her. Though Vados would be present, he had little to no confidence in his brother's ability to care for his soon to be sister in law.
Recalling something he once heard, Beerus crossed his arms, appearing to relent to his goddess' whims.
"Fine, you can go with them. But I want someone else to go with you as a security measure."
Champa blanched at his brother's request, feeling insulted by his twin's lack of confidence in him.
"Huh? Security measure? Just what do you take me for?! Like I'd let anything happen to my new sister."
Locking eyes with him, Beerus stated, "One of the warriors in your universe offered for Vegeta to go to his home planet. I think now is the opportune time to take him up on that."
"You can't be serious," Champa said, pondering the notion over.
Grumbling, the destroyer relented, stating, "Guess I don't see why not…"
Corsa sighed at Beerus' insistence for an escort.
"Oh well, guess my uncle has said he'd like to visit planet Sadala for some time now. Whis?" she questioned, the attendant smiling politely at the request.
"Of course. I'll leave at once to fetch him. Be back in a few hours."
He was halted when he felt a hand on his arm, turning around to find Corsa looking up at him.
"Actually, I'd like to go with you."
Beerus straightened up with a start.
"WHAT?!"
Author's Note:
Hope you enjoyed chapter twenty-seven!
Sorry for the delay, I had another debilitating case of writer's block!
The holidays are horrible for that.
So, seems like Vegeta will be getting his wish and going to planet Sadala after all!
Beerus doesn't appear happy with Corsa wanting to go Earth either.
What awaits both uncle and niece in the sixth universe, and how will Beerus fair with his fiancé in another reality?
Stay tuned to find out!
As always, reviews are encouraged and greatly appreciated.
See you soon!
