A Fight That Turns Into A Lot More
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Chapter 13:
Goku, his hands trembling, gathered the equally trembling form of Kefla into his arms. She was just barely awake, edging close to the point of unconsciousness. The injuries she had suffered from were beginning to take their toll and were becoming to hard to ignore.
Just thinking back to what had just happened made Goku sick. "What have I done!", he thought. The power that was now running through him had turned him into everything he fought against and this was the outcome.
"Never again!", Goku told him self with completely seriousness.
Taking a look around, Goku made sure no one was around. From what he could sense, all the other fighters were above ground.
He shook his head in disgust for himself. Kefla's blood was starting to soak into what remained of his clothing. This was his indicator to act now and fast.
Suddenly, Goku felt Kefla's head press up against his chest, snuggling close to the warm heat of his clothing to as if read his heart beat. He smiled at that, she was clinging to him like a big blanket and he felt better to know the fusion was at peace for a moment, though the pain she was feeling had her trembling in his already shaking hands. He planned to make sure Kefla would get immediate help from her fellow universe six members once she was brought to them.
Before he took off he leaned in close to the now base form fusion and whispered "I promise I will bring you all back after the tournament, I promise".
Then with speed he took off; unaware that Kefla had heard everything he had said and before blacking out a small smile crossed her face.
Kefla awoke with a start.
Her head was pounding, heart beating incredibly fast, and body covered in sweat.
"What was that?", she thought.
Nothing like that had ever come to her before, and along with that it felt so real.
However before Kefla could think more about this, her stomach suddenly started to churn.
Feeling ill, Kefla made a dash for the bathroom in her room.
Lifting up the seat, Kefla unleashed the contents of her stomach in three quick heaves.
Once she was done, Kefla flushed the toilet and grasped her stomach.
"What is going on?", she wondered. First the dream and now this?
Kefla was starting to get really worried, but before she could get any time to think about it she was cut off again.
This time it was external. Sounds of repeated knocking were coming from her bedroom door.
Forcing herself to get up, Kefla walked back into the room and glanced over to her left at the clock that was situated on the dresser right next to her.
Her mind was still in a haze, as was her vision so she put a hand over her eyes and waited for the cloud of fog to clear and straight. A few seconds was all it took for that to happen and once she was now more awake and no longer in a drowsy state, Kefla glanced at the red numbers stretched over to cover the black space they were on.
Taking notice of them and seeing what the actual time was now, Kefla became immediately confused. Clearly displayed, the clock told her that it was ten minutes towards ten o'clock in the morning.
"who the hell is wakes up this early!?", Kefla wondered to herself.
Starting to become more alert now, Kefla glanced at the door.
Knock Knock.
Kefla was at first pissed but when she remembered where exactly she was, that anger disintegrated fast. Taking a look through the curtains, Kefla saw that light was slowly beginning to seep in over the horizon. Kefla opened them all the way now.
The knocking had stopped again, but Kefla could tell it would begin again.
And she could tell now who was at the door. Besides her ability to sense who was at the door, Kefla knew there was only one person who would knock at such a time and with so much persistence.
Approaching the door now, Kefla went to open it.
And once she did she found her expectations proven right.
"Good morning Goku."
The other had his hand raised in the intention of knocking once more but when saw Kefla he smiled sheepishly and put his hand away.
"Good morning Kefla," he chuckled softly. Kefla took not that he was fully dressed and looked to have been up for quite some time now. However he did not look tired in the least and looked at Kefla with that same enthusiasm she knew only he could pull of so well.
"Hey Kefla, are you ready?", Goku asked her. He was keeping his voice quiet.
Kefla stared at Goku in puzzlement.
"Ready for what!"", Kefla asked him while trying to keep her voice quiet, "Why are you up this early and constantly knocking at my door when you know that I'm asleep and you could possibly wake up the others up."
Kefla was more than annoyed at this point and that showed in her next response when she asked him, "Do you have any consideration and decency at all!?"
Taken aback by her outburst, Goku raised his hands up in reaction to it as his own bit of confusion set in.
"Whoa, hey I'm sorry Kefla", Goku apologized. "I didn't know you were sleeping. I assumed you were an early riser to."
Hearing him say this made Kefla calm down ask in a more controlled voice, "Well I'm not, but now that I am up you can go ahead and tell me what's up."
Goku went on to explain to her that the reason he had been knocking on her door was to see if she was ready yet because apparently they were going to be heading out to run a few errands.
"Errands?", Kefla was confused.
Goku stepped into her room and closed the door.
"Yeah, I forgot to mention it to you and I apologize," Goku told her. "Chi-Chi wanted me to take care of a few things for her and that is why I am up so early. Wanted to get them done quickly. I want you to help with them because there is a little side trip I want to take first before taking care of the other things that involves you if you want to."
Kefla asked him what the little side trip was and Goku explained to her, although he appeared incredibly embarrassed to talk about it.
"I know very little about women," Goku said carefully, "but I'm at least aware they don't like to wear the same clothes over and over. If you wan't too, I can take you to the various shops within the city and you pick yourself out a new wardrobe."
Goku struggled to get all that out, and his cheeks were incredibly flushed after speaking.
Kefla was not far behind him as her cheeks started to flush to though she hoped Goku did not see this happening.
"Goku, I...I am so sorry", Kefla apologized with her head down. She now instantly regretted getting angry with him.
Goku smiled again and reassured her that it was okay.
"It really is my fault for not asking you before hand, maybe then I would have realized that you were not much of a morning person."
Looking up again at him, Kefla nodded, "it's okay."
Goku met her nod with one of his own and asked Kefla sincerely, "would you like if we picked this up later, I can come back later at another time and let you possibly pick up some of that extra sleep you missed if you can."
Kefla shook her head, "No, as nice as that offer is, I would not want to leave you hanging alone and awake for the next several hours with noting to do. What kind of person would I be if I did that."
Kefla then turned her body halfway towards the door and looked inside, "If you can give me some time to get dressed and then we can start."
She looked back at Goku and asked, "Is that all right?"
Goku nodded, "Yes, that would be fine. Are really sure though?"
Kefla nodded in assurance, "Yes I am, now get going or else your going to find yourself out the door and against the wall."
Her statement of cocky confidence made Goku have to hold back laughter."
"Okay then, but don't worry. My son is heavily sleeper just like his old man and I'm pretty sure Chi-Chi is exhausted after yesterday."
He actually had the gal to lean down and say that last part to her in a cocky whisper, "with that in mind it would actually be amusing to see you try and throw me out."
Kefla's cheeks flushed red again, but she saved face and smirked. Shoving Goku's face away from her with her hand she stated, "Okay old man, that may be true, but if not the true results have yet to be seen and when they are shown you will certainly not like them and wish you did not see them at all. Because they will not be pretty. But that will come in time so please if you don't mind?"
Goku's only response to that was another, "Okay", before he retreated down the hall and out of her sight. Although he could have gone a to a lot of places to wait for her, Kefla knew undoubtedly were she would find him waiting. The kitchen. Because if one Saiyan knew another, then that is the place he would be.
Laughing herself, Kefla made her way back in to her bedroom and shut the door behind her.
Despite their little exchange, Kefla could feel her heart thudding a little more faster against her chest. Goku was so caring to do this for her. Kefla knew eventually that she would have to get new clothes and it was so nice of him to offer right away.
Turning on the lights, Kefla walked over to the closet to regain her regular outfit. If she was going outside then she would obviously need to be wearing something other than her under garments.
As she opened the closet door however she stopped. It came to Kefla in a flash and it was only now did she notice that she was wearing her undergarments and all that time spent talking to Goku earlier had been done while she was wearing them. Luckily it was very dark so that hopefully he didn't see her.
Kefla could not believe that she forgot about that, and she was bombarded by the embarrassment that came with after realizing the large state of undress she was in while talking to a man
Shaking her head she thought, "how could I be so stupid."
As she gathered up her training cloths, Kefla made a firm promise to her self that she would think before she acted and that nothing like that was ever going to happen again.
Sometime later,
In the kitchen area, Goku sat in one of the tables chairs. Chin in hand, and in deep thought as he waited for Kefla to exit her room and arrive.
"What was I thinking there?" He questioned himself, "Why do I keep doing these things without thinking first."
Goku slapped himself on the head as a way to punish himself. He had told himself many times before when that some things were going to have to change. Selectively, a few of those bad habits he had. Heck, that resolution extended even farther back. To the Tournament of Power.
And yet, he still could not shake them off and start acting a new. Truthfully he never expected it to be this hard.
It was like whenever he took one good step in the right direction, he would then fall flat on his face with the next. Like an endless streak of shoe laces tying themselves together and making the user fall flat on there face.
With that in mind, Goku's way of thinking shifted.
Although many would say he was a pure of heart, and could never truly be someone to do wrong that wasn't always true. Sure, to an extent Goku had his heart in the right place and would always stick his life out for the sack of the others if needed but he was not completely innocent. And if he was being totally truthful with himself then he would know that. There was always another side to him that was not so innocent and dove more into the negative aspects that most likely extended into his Sayian heritage and roots. Though, every time that small part of him would be squashed by the more better side of him.
However, since the tournament and his actions within said event something had awakened within him that greatly troubled him. He did not know how, but the bad side of him seemed to be growing at a slow by steady rate and he feared what was going to happen if kept on.
Goku cursed himself for ever choosing to be apart of that whole mess. If none of it had ever occurred then maybe he would not be experiencing this sudden split within himself.
Then again, if he did not then he would not have the one person who had gained his interest ever since he had met her. Kefla.
Suddenly Goku felt like he was being controlled by some other force. His thoughts drifted into more devilish territories.
Earlier, when they had been talking, Goku had noticed that Kefla was in her...
She most likely assumed that he did not notice she was certainly wrong because oh boy did he notice.
Abruptly, Goku shook his head and pounded his face with his hands. Many times he had felt like this. Like he had no control over what he was doing and what he was thinking. It was like something within him was somehow another sentient being of its own and could just take over his body like they were actually sharing it. Goku could only hope that it was some other being and not what he was scared to believe: the evil side of him.
His thoughts kept focusing on Kefla and the sight of her he only got a few minutes to see. As a Saiyan, Kefla was obviously not a girly girl like his wife Chi-Chi. Kefla was a fully developed Saiyan woman. And her features stuck out so much it was actually driving him a little mad.
Goku had never seen an actual female member of his species until he had competed in the Tournament of Power.
Now that he had, he felt a change inside him.
Seeing Kefla in such a state made Goku feel things that he did not understand. He did not know whether they were good or bad. And since he did not know it scared him so much more that he tried his best to keep them buried as best as he could do.
Goku wished with all his might that things weren't so messed up as they were right now. That he could just take it all back if he could.
But he could not, and now he had to deal with it no matter how much it pained him to.
"Hey, are you all right?", a worried voice asked him.
Surprised, Goku looked up to see Kefla standing in the doorway entrance to the kitchen.
Suddenly, Goku felt he had control over himself again.
Once he found his voice he spoke carefully and modulated, "uh, yeah."
He then chuckled nervously and asked, "Why?"
Kefla looked at him, "Well, I asked because when I came in here I found you sitting with your face in your hands like you were in distress. I could even feel it in your KI."
Goku looked at her strangely, like he didn't get what she was saying before he got it.
Although he realized it, he did not know what to say to her. Based on what he had been thinking of previously, there was no way he could tell her anything.
Hopefully she would understand when he said in a low voice, "um, I rather not talk about it."
For a moment he thought Kefla would go on again with a possible interrogation, but she just shrugged her shoulders and muttered and an, "Okay."
She headed over to the fridge and asked if Goku would like to have breakfast before they began and he responded with an automatic positive yes.
That seemed to lighten the mood a bit and the like a minute ago the two of them were for now on good terms again.
Later out in the woods,
After the fulfilling breakfast, Goku and Kefla began taking flight to their destination.
As they flew, neither barley spoke more than a few words unless it was related to Goku asking how much father and Kefla stating that is wasn't much longer.
Most of the time it was complete silence between them. Which was fine with them as it gave them another opportunity to be alone with their own separate thoughts.
Kefla during all the time up until now began thinking about something that bothered her.
That dream she had. Was it a really a dream?
Sighing inwardly, Kefla crossed her arms while in thought. This wasn't the first time something like this happened but it was the first major example. There were moments ever since she was brought back were she felt like there was something very wrong and it must have had something to do with the Tournament of Power. Though every time Kefla tried to think back to the specific moments of it she came back with blanks.
She sighed out loud this time and put her head into one of her hands.
This caught the attention of Goku who asked her if she was okay.
Kefla had to force down the emotions she was feeling and tell him that yes she was. Hoping he would drop it, Kefla was gratefully that he did and went back on to flying.
Kami, did she ever want to believe that this would stop happening to her and not go on forever. Things have been so messed up that is was not in the least bit funny.
Who only knows what Goku must be like after all this.
"What could he possibly thinking that would be any worse than what I am thinking?", Kefla wondered.
Well, the answer to that was that what he was thinking was a lot similar to her. And just like her, Goku wished he could make them go away.
Hey everyone, that does it for chapter 13. I hope you all enjoyed it. As always, if you have any request, or opinions, or critique then let me know by reviews and private messaging. Also, I have a question. Until next time everyone. See you all soon.