Chapter 20 - Violent Ends

It was one of those weeks when Goten was doing some hardcore training with Trunks. They both would go through this sort of routine every other time of the year, usually because they'd been too lax with their training and had let themselves go to the point where Pan was quickly catching up to their levels. Obviously the two older hybrids couldn't allow such a thing to happen. A girl, a quarterling, surpassing them!? Unheard of! Dad would have certainly never let Trunks live it down and Goten couldn't bear the shame of having his niece beat him.

Their woes of being left behind was a constant stream of amusement for Pan, Vivi and I. We had sleepovers and giggled mercilessly at them whenever we walked by and saw them training like mad.

And so Goten was hanging out more at Capsule Corp, a new development that Goku, his father, had been ecstatic about - his youngest son's renewed interest in training. And since Goku himself was already a near permanent fixture at our home as he was constantly pestering Dad about training with him. As far as I can remember, Goku was always at our house every other month or week, ready to spar and train to his heart's content with my Dad.

Trunks and Goten's resurgence of interest in training again had made both Goku and Dad quite pleased indeed because now all four of them could train together. Training with many Saiyans was always a sure way to achieve a new level of success be it a new technique or a new transformation. Dad wasn't quite as open and welcoming with Trunks and Goten's new drive to self improve, scoffing and snidely commenting on how pathetic and weak they'd let themselves get all because of work. He even made a comparison with the oldest Son's son earning a slight colouring in both of Goten's and Trunks' cheeks.

Goku was there smiling away all jovial and happy go lucky, telling my father to lay off of them and get to training instead.

My mother and I had watched the exchange in amusement, smirking and giggling to ourselves when Dad started scolding Goku.

It had been like that for a while in our house then. Loud, rambunctious laughter and conversations would be heard across the halls along with the sounds of loud yelling, thrashing and crashes here and there.

A week had gone by when I came home from school one day to find Goku, Goten and Trunks in the gravity room with Goten in a chair and Goku holding onto a pair of large scissors.

"Okay, son, I'll cut your hair shorter so you can see better," Goku beamed, snipping away merrily.

Goten had a look that screamed 'Help me!'

Trunks and I exchanged glances then burst out laughing at him.

"Real funny, guys!" Goten grumbled, pulling a face, "I could have just gone for a cut at a barber's but Dad insisted...Said it brought back memories of him training with the big bro during the whole Android-Cell fiasco..."

"Ahaha, indeed, I helped cut Gohan's hair back then too and he looked alright after that," Goku chuckled, brushing his son's hair after a couple of snips. "It was a way better haircut than that bowl do your mom made him get when he first went to Namek."

"Ooohh, you should totally give him that haircut, Goku!" Trunks said, grinning evilly at Goten, "Bet he'd be a real hit with the ladies! The bowl cut is totally in fashion now!"

Peels of laughter burst forth from my lips at Trunks' suggestion.

Goku on the other hand, blinked skeptically at my brother while Goten growled softly at Trunks.

"Man, shut up!" Goten snapped, brows furrowed together, glowering at my brother with a death glare that promised a lot of pain if he dared to continue speaking. "Dad, don't listen to him! It's not the latest fashion! He's just talking out of his ass as usual."

"Haha! Oh, I get it. He's trying to prank you," Goku laughed lightly, "Well, it's okay, I think I did an okay job all things considered."

Goku finished brushing away the cut strands of hair from Goten's head. Swivelling Goten's chair around, he handed his son a hand held mirror.

"Whaddya think?" Goku beamed.

Goten, Trunks and I stared at Goku's handiwork.

"Y-You...You made me look like you, Dad!" Goten exclaimed, eyes widening in surprise.

"He does look like you, Goku!" I said in awe, eyes shifting from Goku to Goten, "Man, I knew you were a carbon copy of your dad but wow! Look at how similar you guys are! The only difference is that you're lighter than your dad!"

"She's right," Trunks agreed, "Oh and your skin's slightly lighter too. You don't spend quite as much time outside like your old man here."

"Well, you like it, son?" Goku asked, smiling still.

Goten's dark eyes, identical to his father's looked at me then at Trunks until finally settling back on his father. He stared at his dad for a few moments before finally a small smile cracked on his lips.

"Yeah, I like it!" Goten said. "It's been so long since I sported this style...Kinda miss it."

Goku laughed happily in approval.

Then days later, I caught Goten talking to my brother Trunks. He was wearing nothing but a pair of baggy workout pants, looking every bit the attractive young man that all my friends who came across him would gush over. At fifteen, my crush on him was slowly wavering but I could still appreciate his boyish good looks and incredibly cut bod. Boy looked good enough to eat and like some model on the cover of Men's Health magazine. Trunks said something to him before he turned away, going off to god knows where. I glanced back at the lonesome Goten who was sipping on a glass of ice water, eyeing him appreciatively for a moment more before I made up my mind about going over and talking to him.

Sidling up quietly by his side, I flashed him a big flirtatious smile, silently praying he'd take notice of me in that way.

"Hey, Goten! What's up?" I greeted, flipping my hair back in what I knew was a sensual move since it usually made my blossoming breasts stick out a bit more.

Goten smiled indulgently, eyeing me with kind, gentle eyes. Okay...Not the reaction I was hoping for but my goodness, that expression gave me a flurry of butterflies in my stomach suddenly. I could feel my cheeks heat up and my heartbeat speeding up to alarming rates. What the hell? What was he doing to me with just that one look?

"I'm doing fine, Bulla," he replied, the sweet smile still on his face.

He placed the glass on the kitchen counter and turned to place a big hand over my head affectionately, ruffling my hair gently.

"And I'm not Goten, by the way," he said chuckling softly, "I'm Goku."

I remembered just feeling so embarrassed the whole day that day and a couple of days as well after that incident. Everything was so mortifying to me. The fact that he'd given me that indulgent look almost like an adult would give if they were just trying to humour a child (which I suppose was actually the case then) was one thing that bothered me. The fact that he wasn't Goten and I had found him exceedingly sexy was another thing that didn't sit well with me either. Actually, that was probably what had bothered me the most. The idea that I had the hots for Goku, Goten's dad, a man old enough to be my grandfather. Sure, he was younger than my dad but he had Pan for a granddaughter and she was only a year older. And sure, I didn't know it was Goku since they did look so alike especially now with the similar hairstyle. But it didn't make it any less weird that I had looked at Goku and had thoughts about how much I wanted to lick those gorgeous cut abs.

Ugh...What the hell was wrong with my fevered brain?

Why did I suddenly think of that memory? It's strange to suddenly think of that particular memory here and now in this moment. The expression of indulgence he had when I had greeted him flirtatiously... I don't know why but that image was fresh in my mind now.

It's really weird how my brain functioned when I was in these highly traumatic situations. I would have the weirdest dreams and even weirder ways of reacting. So far, I can recall the bizzare, nightmarish dream I had with a dying Chichi who basically bled all over as each one limb disappeared into thin air, the one with my mom singing to me way back when I was just a baby, and of course the way I responded to Goku's advances every time something horrible happens or after I'd had those dreams...The old me would have balked at such reactions. There's nothing comforting in the idea of having sex almost immediately after a tragedy. Or was there? I was still so very young and inexperienced with my own body I had no clue what was normal or not. Was sex and sadness interlinked with one another?

Perhaps it was and I found myself becoming slightly aroused at the idea of a Goku who was free to touch and caress me.

And I was having such thoughts as these fucking evil bastards were carrying me out to a reserve, probably the same one that Goku, Gohan, Koenigii and I were thrown in from the third bout.

That seemed like a lifetime ago...My worrying over bouts and if I would get to be Goku's permanent gift or not. These days, I just wonder if I'll live to see the next day or not.

As we continued to walk, my bleary eyes took in the sight of trees and the sky that seemed to follow us as we moved. Tall, lush green trees surrounded the place, the fresh smell of woods and the leaves was an odd contrast to the atrocities that laid ahead for me. My blue eyes absorbed the blue sky above and I couldn't help but pray to god to help us get out of this horrific world.

I groaned as one of them roughly carried me by his side, one arm looped at my waist, hoisting me about carelessly as though I was nothing more than a sack of potatoes. The other guards laughed and taunted me as they ran to the reserve, keen on starting the torture once again.

"I've been waiting for so long to get a taste of you, little bitch!"

"And we get to all take turns on you right in front of Kakarot as well! Oh, it's gonna be so much fun, bitch, you won't even believe it!"

"I can't wait to fuck your pussy in front of Kakarot! I wanna put your pussy right in front of his face with my dick in it! Watch that mother fucker cry...! Fuck, that's gonna be so good!"

"Gonna make you sing some more, bitch! Wanna hear you cry out 'Gokuuu! Gokuuuuu!' again...! That shit was funny as hell!"

Another groan escaped me but I refused to let their taunts get to me. I tried to remain silent but the throbbing pain in my head had begun again once I had been hoisted about everywhere. My brain felt like it was pounding against my skull, bashing against it as if it wanted to crack it and burst through like some goddam chest burster like in the movie Alien.

Heh. I was part alien after all...Maybe my brain could do some crazy feat like that? Who knows?

"We'll settle down somewhere around those hedges over there," Snopy's voice carried out across the wind from ahead. "Set up the equipment and all. Now I don't want you all to jump straight into the raping yet, got it? The bitch still has seven unharmed fingernails...And we've seen how she healed immediately after she was exposed to her mate even just through a glass wall! Imagine if they had direct contact? Her whole fucking nail might just grow back! That's priceless information right there!"

"Yeah, yeah, we get it...No raping yet!" Choibok grumbled, annoyance creeping in his words.

"The rest of you got that!?" Snopy adamantly pushed on, whirling at them like a petite spitfire, "No fucking her yet, got it!? None of you assholes touch her! Y'all so much as whip out your dirty dicks and I'll fucking castrate you!"

"We got it! Sheesh! Lay off, will ya, ya fuckin' cunt..."

My eyes drifted close at the commotion that went on, the pain in my hands and head were too much for me to focus on other things. I heard a faint smack followed by a soft 'Hey!' so perhaps Snopy had whacked one of the guys who insulted her.

"How's it going back there!? Is Kakarot giving you all any trouble?" Snopy yelled to the others who were slowly trudging behind our group.

"Nah, no trouble at all, Snopy! He's completely restrained!" one guy called back at her.

"Have you administered the oozaru limiter yet!?" she hollered. "He needs it or else he's gonna transform when the moons come out! I've already shot this bitch her own dosage!"

"I did it, Professor Snopy!" piped up a feminine voice whom I recognised as one of her assistants. "Gave him the drug as soon as we stepped inside his cell to retrieve him."

"Good...Now all we gotta do is get to the right spot!" Snopy exclaimed, a tinge of excitement could be heard.

Time couldn't have moved slower than I'd preferred until suddenly I was unceremoniously dropped onto the ground as carelessly as you would handle a sack of potatoes. Yelping in pain and surprise, I shot a fierce glare at the one who carried me only to discover that it was Aubergine, a new Saiyan guard I met just hours ago.

He didn't even spare me a glance, already busy moving towards the other group who were transporting Goku. It was difficult to really what was going on given my position, bound all over and lying on the ground like that but I tried my best to crane my neck and see what was happening.

There were about three to four men hauling Goku in one of those hovering bell jars they used to put me on. I watched as my mate who was bound at the wrists and feet as well as his tail, slam himself repeatedly against the glass. The whole container shook violently with each smash of his shoulder against the cylindrical walls that contained him.

"He's being so fucking difficult, I swear he's jamming up the anti-gravity programming to the container," one guard was telling Snopy. "It's like his banging and bumping is fucking up the container even if the glass isn't cracking."

Snopy gritted her teeth, scowling fiercely at Goku who wasn't at all concerned with her and seemed to be more and more determined to try and break open his container. The biologist fumed, eyes narrowing as she watched him with a calculated look.

"We need him to calm the fuck down..." she muttered under her breath.

"Tell me about it," the guard sassed back.

"Argh! I'm sick and tired of this sonavubitch's banging and clanging! Lemme just fry his brain up a little an-!" cried one other guard, whipping out his controller device, aiming it straight toward Goku.

"You put that little remote down, you dumb ass!" Snopy hissed sharply, cutting him off mid-sentence, "I told you no tasering their fucking brains! I need them awake for this experiment! What part of awake don't you fucking get you fucking ingrate!?"

She quickly grabbed the device out of the Saiyan's hand, tucking it in her pocket swiftly.

"No one tasers any of them, okay?" she yelled, furiously, "We need them awake for the experiment to go through. We gotta stop here and try to keep him calm or else he might just break through the container. On my orders, you open the container just a fraction."

"Biisproutto!" she beckoned to her assistant, "Shoot him with the paralysing drug the minute these guards open his jar a bit. Do not allow him to get out, okay?"

Her assistant nodded readily, handling her gun expertly in her hands. I gritted my teeth at their intention to paralyse Goku once more, anger rising inside me like lava spewing out of a volcano. I needed him to break free! At the rate we were going I couldn't even wait for Zatulla or Belgari's assistance anymore. We had to do everything in our power to escape the obscene torture they were about to put us through.

The guards started to bellow out loud groans and complaints about having more delays to get to their destination. One or two of them were already threatening to leave, irate as they dropped Goku's container none to gently. I could make out their arguments about leaving Snopy to her devices because they were no longer in the mood to walk even a step further.

"And you want us to slightly open the container when Kakarot's in it!?" one of them shouted at her, eyes glowering with outrage at her. "Are you fucking insane!? Look at him now! You want us to open his jar with him like that!?"

Snopy glared right back, hands perched on her hips, fuming at the much taller, brawnier Saiyan male towering over her.

"Yes! It'll be quick! He can't even transform with the limiter still in his brain so even if he did get out you all outnumber him seven to one so what is the big fucking issue?" Snopy countered, looking like she was about to pop a blood vessel. "Even if he did escape, you all can bash him up and subdue him. You all can transform into Oozaru form or even go Super, he can't so don't be such pussies and just do it!"

Choibok, Planten, Aubergine and a few others had their death glares fixed on her at her words, fists clenching at their sides and tails unwrapping from their waists to flicker about in what was obviously fury.

"The moons' power is gettin' to us, ya damn bitch," Choibok retorted, "We're startin' to get rowdy, blood thirsty and horny as fuck. I think I speak for all of us here that we'd very much like it if we set up here or we get the fuck outta here. Fuck opening Kakarot's damn jar, fuck fucking the little princess' cunt. I'd rather fuck a million whores and rip them to shreds at a brothel than give in to any more of your fucking demands."

Several 'yeah's and 'aye's echoed throughout the forest. Their cheers only made my heart sank even further.

A sudden wind blew down on us, dried leaves swirling and dancing in the air while the guards and Snopy argued about where to set up camp. I could clearly smell the pheromones that danced in the air as I was hanging by the waist of a large Saiyan guard, trying to block out the mind numbing pain of my migraine as well as the scent of lust so overpowering it nearly made me gag. Choibok wasn't kidding when he said they were horny and growing even more aroused as the moons' beams slowly started to penetrate the sky. Rolling my head back, my eyes drank in the whisper of the speckled half curves of a sphere peaked through the clouds and lavender streaked sky. One moon was already beginning to appear which meant that night time was fast dawning on us. They would certainly grow even more lustful and blood thirsty as the moons made their full appearance.

'Will I still be alive when the night is over?' I wondered sadly as Goku's banging continued to play in the background, 'Will we both make it out alive tonight or is this the end? I'm sorry, Dad, Mom…I never got to avenge your deaths or escape or keep my Saiyan pride…'

"Okay, okay!" Snopy's loud voice cut through my depressing train of thought. "We'll camp here, you guys lift the jar just a slight bit and Bii here can shoot the drug at him quickly and then we can have a gay ol' time ripping off the girl's fingernails and tail and take turns fucking her every orifice? That sound good to you?"

The heavy pounding in my head started to dull down to a slow throb and as my headache cleared, I waited with bated breath to hear what the guards' response would be.

"Yeah, I think that'll work…," Aubergine rumbled.

"Aye, I think so too," another piped up.

"Can we just get this shit over fast so we can get to raping the poor little bitch?" growled the Saiyan who was holding on to me. He roughly adjusted his arm and my tiny body sort of bounced all over in his hold and I groaned anew as the horrible burst of pain sprouted once again in my skull from all that bouncing.

Everyone agreed, settling down immediately. The guards busied themselves with circling Goku as two guards prepared to open the container ever so slightly. The guard that held onto me also dropped me carelessly so he could move nearer to where Goku was in case my mate really did manage an escape. They all were very much aware of Goku's nature and to take him lightly would be a monumental misstep of epic proportions on their part. Again, I was reminded of how familiar these Saiyans were with Goku as though they'd known him all their lives, had watch his every move, observed his every battle. Choibok's words rang eerily in my head again then.

"This fucking animal on the other side of this wall. He is why you're here, why you're so fucked..."

"This right here…He is the cause of all your pain. Being mated to him…The fact that he is the ever famous, ever renowned, legendary Kakarot…All of it is the reason why you and all of your people had to suffer."

These people knew Goku. I was left without a shred of doubt then.

I watched as they prepared to lift the container with intense, focused eyes al trained on my mate. Their bodies tensed, backs slightly bowed, feet apart, hands and tails restless, curling and uncurling, swishing about as they waited in anticipation.

As soon as the jar lifted a margin of a gap, Goku slammed his right shoulder into the glass with all of his might making the whole bell jar waver and topple forward. The guards' started barking and hollering, orders and warnings thrown left and right as they prepared for a possible scrimmage to break out. Biisproutto was fast though, she didn't waste a moment when she sprang forward and shot my mate with another tranquiliser. It brought him crashing down, along with the slightly opened jar; he came sprawling out of the container on to the grass, eyes wide open but limbs and torso stiff and unmoving.

I tried to reach out to him with our link but I couldn't. Try as I might I was feeling too emotionally drained to muster the strength to make a connection with him.

Trepidation, fear, anger, grief and the overwhelming helplessness. There was nothing we could do to escape this. There was nothing we could do to stop this from happening.

I shook my head in denial, struggling to come to terms with my fate. I couldn't simply accept this! I couldn't just allow them to have my way with me.

Trembling all over, arms shaking and teeth chattering, I dragged myself up, wriggling until I was sitting up.

My eyes searched the way the other saiyans moved, crowding around my poor vulnerable mate. One of them grabbed his arm and lifted him up, hoisting him so that his arm draped over the guard. They dragged me to him, his legs trailing behind him like a rag doll. All the while those dark onyx eyes of his searched my face with worry and fear. I gasped, eyes shifting away from him because I could feel his concern over me lick at my whole figure like big waves lapping away at a barnacle infested rock by the beach.

Oh, Goku…What I would give for us to be free.

As the nearing Saiyan brought my mate right in front of me, he dropped his hold on Goku unceremoniously just allowing my mate's body to slump forward and crash before me. I scuttled a bit backwards, eyeing him before trying to wriggle back to him, inching closer, wishing desperately that I could somehow reach my bound hands to touch him but unfortunately this was impossible since my wrists were shackled at my back.

"Goku!" I called out his name.

Snopy grabbed me by the collar from behind and thrust forward until I fell onto the ground, chin crashing into the solid, grassy, sandy ground quite hard. Tasting the coppery flavour of blood in my mouth signalled that the crash had injured my mouth in some way.

"H-Hey!" I protested, tears stinging my eyes as being in this position brought back memories of the torture I endured just hours ago. I was right back in that damned cell, getting my nail beds dug in, squirming in unfathomable pain on my belly with my wrists tied behind my back, feet bound together.

"Oh, hush now, little princess," Choibok chided, a soft chuckle in his voice. "Let's pick up where we started."

Another three guards manoeuvred Goku's body so that his face was directly facing me even if the rest of his body couldn't move. Tears leaked out of the corner of my eyes as I watched him with that same heavy feeling of despair I'd been through these past few days. Those dark orbs mirrored my look.

"G-Goku..." I stuttered, crying softly.

I flinched as soon as thick, calloused fingers threaded through my own, carefully selecting a finger that had yet to be put through their horrendous practice for torture. My whole body tensed as he gently held my uninjured middle finger between his forefinger and thumb, rubbing soft gentle strokes almost like he was trying to calm me but I knew he was just mocking me.

I could sense more shuffling and turning my head slightly, I caught Aubergine's disturbingly excited face, grinning madly as he knelt to my other side. His hands were rougher, bigger and thicker too and I gritted my teeth when he roughly grabbed onto a finger on my other hand. The guy was massive, nearly seven feet tall with crazy wild hair that went down past his hips. He looked like a real ax crazy barbarian who could probably snap my finger with just a twist of his wrist.

"Kakarot can't save you now, princess," Aubergine sniggered, "He's just gonna sit there and watch as we tear off each fingernail..."

"Hold on before you start the torturing!" Snopy commanded, "We need to secure Kakarot first. Can't have the sonavubitch go apeshit crazy on us when he can start moving his body again."

Snopy was busy giving instructions to the other guards to tie Goku up so that when the affects of the tranquilliser wore off they wouldn't have to worry about him blowing up and attacking everyone again.

Goku's eyes never left mine though, not even while the other guards roughly put him in shackles. They didn't bother to be gentle; one of them even kicked my love in the ribs just for the sake of it.

"Don't forget the tail," Snopy told the guard, watching Goku with wary eyes. The way she was eyeing him made it seem like she expected him to pounce at her and bite her in the face.

"Bii! Make sure to hook them both up to the equipment, okay!?" Snopy said haughtily. "As much as all this is fun and games, we need those results!"

Her little assistant, the one called Biisproutto, nodded immediately, hurriedly reaching for the equipment within their many floating containers. She pressed several semi transparent keyboards, with each tap of her fingertips the board would glow with the bioluminescent light that outlined the key she tapped on. Every time she completed a series of keys, a container would swiftly enlarge itself and she would busily look into the container to pull out these thin spindly strings amongst other strange looking objects. Upon further inspection, I realised what those strings really were - cords and electrodes. They'd be inserting those in us again to fully monitor our physicality.

I felt my blood run cold as I was yet again reminded of what kind of position my loved one and I were in. Choibok and Aubergine were growing restless, softly stroking at my fingers with a gentility that belied their real intent. It was almost beyond my power to stop the whimper that escaped my mouth when Aubergine pinched the back of my hand a little too hard.

Suddenly I felt Snopy's hands on me, at my temples and arms. I could tell it was her because of how she touched me - rough but not quite on the same level of ferocity as the males. Also, her tiny hands certainly had a different feel compared to their hands which rivalled the size of a trash bin's lid.

She slipped the cords and electrodes back in the holes they'd bore through me earlier. Surprisingly, I didn't even feel any pain when she slipped the pointed ends back under my skin, not even flinching at the sensation. I was so solely focused on Goku at that point, I felt like the pain simply melted away just from staring into my mate's eyes. The link was working again...It was healing me even as they injured me.

"Sharotto! You get her mate. Fix him up with the cords now will you?" Snopy hollered at her other assistant, the one who had been relatively silent most of the journey here.

She was already clambering on Goku's back, since like me, he was pressed onto the ground, belly down, arms, feet and tail all bound together. I watched Sharotto expertly slipped the cords and electrodes back into Goku' skin. He didn't flinch either but in his condition I doubt he could move a muscle. They surely would have given him a more potent dosage than for an ordinary Saiyan even if they wanted him to start moving as soon as possible.

Just as Sharotto was getting up, Goku twitched, shutting his eyes quickly, pain flashing across his face. His body shook a bit and just seeing him in pain like that was giving me waves of anxiety.

"Goku!" I called out to him, concern gripping my insides.

"What was that just now!?" Snopy snapped in alarm.

"Motherfucker just moved!" Choibok said, echoing her tone of disbelief.

"Bii, did you not administer the right amount of tranquilliser?" Snopy growled, marching up to Biisproutto.

I could see from the corner of my eye how the smaller Saiyan female looked stricken as her superior approached her but she stood her ground and merely handed Snopy the gun she'd used on Goku. Snopy grabbed it and examined it carefully, turning the machine around in her hands. After a while, she grudgingly passed the gun back to Bii, sniffing dismissively.

"Hmph," she went, eyes already gazing back with distrust at Goku.

"He still looks like he's in pain..." Planten noted.

"Yes, I can see that," Snopy answered cooly, then to Sharotto, she barked, "What's wrong with him? What do the readings say?"

But just as she was talking, Goku was already calming down significantly, his breathing heavy but more measured and his eyes closed but no longer squeezed shut. The face that had been contorted in evident pain was also no longer pulled into a grimace.

I was relieved that he was no longer suffering but I was more worried over this new occurrence. Goku hadn't been tasered and yet he had twitched in pain. It was just like that one time he had a seizure back in our cells before they moved us. Something was happening to my mate...

"His brain activity indicated a spike in stress. It was really abrupt but it's settled down now," Sharotto replied, looking slightly perplexed. "Our machinery also picked up a rise in endorphins and enkephalins, a body's natural painkillers...He was in pain just now...and I have no idea why."

Her dark worried eyes watched Snopy for a moment but the biologist gave a withering glare, effectively making her duck her head to avoid the penetrative stare.

"None of you tased him, right?" she asked, turning around to look at the guards.

They all said no but their answer did not please her. She was still watching Goku like a hawk, stroking her chin thoughtfully.

"Make a note on that," she said, giving Sharotto a look, "We'll have to figure out what's wrong with him...But I guess for now, let's just proceed with our experiments."

"So we can start now?" Choibok asked, eagerly.

His thick, roughened fingers tips rubbed against my nail a little faster when he spoke. His excitement was so glaringly obvious, it made my fists itch just to plant one straight into his teeth. Their proclivity for endless sadism really irked me sometimes. They were like annoying bratty children who deserved to get their just desserts.

"Yes, you may begin!" Snopy declared, waving a hand in a gesture that resembled salute.

"Aw, yes!" Planten chortled, clapping his hands and rubbing them together with glee.

Aubergine started chuckling too.

I gritted my teeth, trying my best to mentally prepare myself for the oncoming mind numbing pain that they were about to put me through again. My own blue orbs caught Goku's onyx ones and again even though he couldn't really speak due to being completely immobile, I could once again feel that same wave of comfort that crashed against the frazzled nerves, calming them down just a little.

"Ahh!" I cried out, shutting my eyes immediately as a sharp, twisting, irksome pain came shooting up straight from my middle finger's nail bed right up to my head.

"Whoa, there, little slave," Planten mocked in jest, "Don't scream yet...The fun's just beginning."

He pushed his own sharp edged tool right under my pinky's fingernail and the pain was so sharp and intense, my left leg literally trembled uncontrollably for a few seconds as my body went into slight shock.

Screaming softly, I jerked my body quite wildly away, trying my best to get away from the pain. Immediately my eyes sought Goku's and he stared at me with deeply sad, stormy eyes that held such pain and anger within them that I knew if he could access his Super Saiyan forms, he would have killed every last one of these degenerates.

"Can the others by Kakarot's side drag him forward so that they're close enough to kiss!?" Snopy called from a gew feet away.

She and her two assistants were watching the spectacle with expressions that openly displayed their unhealthy fixation on me and Goku. All three were obsessively taking notes even as their eyes sometimes never left us.

The other Saiyan guards by Goku's side started to push him forward towards me, nearly smacking our faces together with their brute strength. We were now face to face, the tips of our noses already touching and should we tilt our heads a little and lean just a fraction into one another, we would have been able to kiss.

Choibok and Aubergine both took my temporary distraction as an opportunity to shove that hateful nail digging tool in my fingers once again. This time, despite how much I tried to hold it in, I couldn't contain the scream that burst out of my mouth.

It was so painful that I was trembling again, sweating profusely while my eyes watered with unshed tears. My whole body felt cold suddenly, beads of sweat gathering at my brow, trickling down all over my body. This was so horrible, I could hardly bear it.

"Kiss him!" Snopy ordered, voice booming across the small distance.

I flinched at her command but in my defiance I merely turned to face her and glared, defiance burning in my heart.

Her eyes went wide with fury. For a split second, I thought she was going to explode but she didn't, eyes returning my furious stare.

"Make him kiss her!" she barked, snapping at a guard who stood near Goku.

He rolled his eyes at her but sank down to his knees and carefully grabbed hold of Goku's head and angled it so that his mouth met my mouth.

The second our lips collided, I felt my whole body relax a bit, easing the tense muscles into a small moment of tranquility. I could still feel the pain but it was suddenly not quite as intense as just minutes ago, the striking unpleasant pain was now like a dull ache.

As much as I hated that Snopy got to see obvious results from having him kiss me, I myself couldn't further deny myself from the comfort that this intimate gesture provided me. The fact that his kisses could somewhat heal me was something I hadn't fully counted on but it seems the hypothesis was true - Goku's touch was very comforting and provided instant physical relief.

Whimpering at the feeling of sharp tools digging into the flesh at my fingers, I closed my eyes and tried my best to continue kissing Goku who was absolutely powerless to do anything not even kiss me back. My lips greedily sought his, tongue licking the full bottom lip even as I felt pain followed by comfort almost immediately after the blooming pain.

There we were, sprawled on the grass on some God forsaken planet full of blood thirsty psychos, kissing...And I was being put through one of the most traumatising experiences I'd ever gone through. Being put through such intense pain one minute and then feeling a sense of relief right after is mentally exhausting.

Both Choibok and Aubergine were not letting up, driving through one nail after another, tormenting me while I quickly healed thanks to Goku's kiss.

It felt like an eternity when suddenly, Planten sat right on top of me, on my back, legs on either side of my waist. The impact of his weight caused me to breathe in deeply, breaking my kiss and effectively cutting off my only source of relief.

"Time to spice things up a bit, little whore," Planten taunted, snickering softly as his hands grasped my bound tail. "I'm gonna have some fun with this pretty baby..." The rough pad of his thumb trailed over my blue furred tail slowly, almost admiringly. It made my stomach crawl when I felt a hardened length pressed against the small of my back.

"Hngghhh!" I groaned loudly, bucking my hips wildly.

I was running out of fingernails by then. Choibok and Aubergine had picked off nearly every single one of my nails mercilessly in God only knows how long a time they took. My sense of time during the torture was very warped since all my mind was consumed by was the pain and the desperate need for relief.

"There we go!" Planten cheered when he managed to unlock the binding on my tail, freeing the wriggling limb. He quickly grabbed it though so I couldn't very well use it to attack him. He was so much stronger than me and my tail wasn't exactly very accustomed to moving for attacks since having a tail itself was a very new development for me.

Suddenly I was seized with the most awful feeling ever at my finger tips. Screaming until my throat was sore, I felt two sickening tugs in my hands and I knew with a sinking feeling that I was now absolutely fingernails-free. The realisation made me want to hurl.

"Snopy!" Aubergine hollered at her, "We've run out of nails!"

"Move on to the next phase!"

"Hell yes!" Choibok grinned, clapping loudly. He moved quickly to get up, brushing off the dried grass that was stuck on his clothes. "Finally, we get to really taste this little cunt." Aubergine and other guards also began to move. They were all crowding around me, murmuring about the sexually depraved things they were planning to do to me.

Panicking from their words and the implications of Planten's ever hardening cock digging into my back, I screamed, wriggling madly on the ground like a worm, tears streaming down my face. God help me, but I didn't want to be raped.

"No!" I cried out, desperately, "No, please!"

One of them unlocked my bound wrists, neglecting my feet. They turned me over so that I was on my back now, staring up at them as they towered over me. Fear struck within me like a lightning bolt and I just watched each and every one of their faces with absolute horror, silently praying in my heart for some form of salvation.

My eyes flickered towards Goku, whose eyes were glistening with unshed tears. I was a little startled to see that his face was contorted in a worrisome expression, brows furrowed and lips pulled back in a grimace. He'd finally been able to move his facial features but I doubt he'd be able to move his limbs yet.

"Your mate won't save you now, little slut," Planten purred evilly, his lips pulled back in a frighteningly haunting grin.

He was closing in on me; they all were! They kept taking slow, steady steps towards me and I whimpered in response, scooting back as best I could with my bound ankles.

It wasn't lost on me that these men were glowing in the moonlight. The sky was dimming into a soft lavender colour, streaked with orange as the sun began to set. The moons were peaking through the clouds; one exceedingly large speckled grey orb in the sky and the other two a much smaller spectacle. My heart sank when I took in the sight of their growing fangs and reddening eyes. These men were planning to rape me and they could even transform into oozaru form if they so chose. I couldn't imagine the horrors they had in store for me if they did transform.

One guard who was behind me, placed a dirt smeared boot on my shoulder and gave a not so gentle push with his foot causing me to lurch forward. The others laughed loudly but the one in front of me mimicked the gesture. It was Aubergine and he lightly kicked me too, pushing my body to stumble toward another guard. Choibok, Planten and all the others joined in; kicking me gently so that my body stumbled this way and that, laughing at the spectacle of me stumbling everywhere. They howled with laughter, yelling out obscenities, calling me all kinds of derogatory term imaginable while I wept openly in my fear and humiliation.

Planten leaned down, crouching low so that he was to my eye level and quickly caught my chin in his hand, roughly tugging me toward him even though I dug my heels in the ground and tried my best not to be pulled to him. His strength won over and I cried out when his face was inches away from mine.

"Fuckin' pretty little thing," he whispered softly, eyes boring into me lasciviously. "No wonder Kakarot likes to fuck you so much...You're so beautiful and young..."

"A fresh young cunt is always the best," Aubergine agreed, eyeing me with open lust, "Isn't it, Kakarot?" he added as he flashed Goku a snide side-eye look.

Goku's eyes narrowed even further, his teeth pulled back, lips parting as though he wanted to speak.

Planten's hand dropped from my chin, both hands going straight for my breasts. I squealed in alarm when I felt him grab them harshly, pulling and squeezing the creamy globes savagely. He was so aggressive with how he handled my body that it pained me to be man handled in such a way. I gritted my teeth, pulled back my right arm and swung a punch straight into his eye. My tiny fist collided with his face but he didn't even budge an inch, merely took the blow like it was absolutely nothing.

For a second, I just sat there, stunned into horrified silence as his hands still groped me while his face showed absolutely no reaction whatsoever. Then, his other eye glanced at me and his face cracked with the most sickening smile I'd ever seen on anyone's face. I pulled my hand back in fear, heart beating wildly in my chest as I gazed at his expression. That grin...And his eyes...Those sinister, evil eyes stared at me widely, a maniacal look reflected within them as his wide psychotic grin stretched even further. His mouth seemed full of razor sharp teeth giving him the most fearful look. He was like an animal. He was a feral beast that would soon devour me than let me go.

I screamed. Loud and high and they laughed some more.

Out of nowhere, Planten suddenly launched himself at me, tackling me to the ground. Falling on my back, I winced at the sudden impact but was left winded from it. Gasping slightly when I felt his hands working their way around the shackles that kept my ankles tied up. He was freeing me but the action wasn't to let me go...He had other plans...They all had plans...

"Nooo!" I screamed, struggling against him, trying my best to kick him off of me. "Noooo! Please! Please stop!"

Planten had crawled on top of me, pinning me down as he straddled my hips. His large, calloused hands grabbed my hips in a bruising crush and he grounded his erection against my womanhood.

"Aaaaaahhh!" I cried out, crying desperately, fear gripping my insides once again like a dead cold hand striking in desperation for solace.

"Heh heh. Love it when they squeal so sweetly like that," Planten chuckled.

The guard behind me chuckled as he bent over me, hands going straight for my chest, clutching the woolly fabric in between his thick fingers before he ripped the clothing, tearing it in two, completely ripping it off of my torso to bare my naked breasts. Screaming again as the cool air hot my chest, I wriggled desperately under Planten.

A sudden sharp hit made my head whirl to the side. Planten had backhanded me with a harsh blow to my cheek, causing my head to spin and my thoughts to muddle. Groaning in pain, I tried to refocus on what was happening but my addled brain didn't really register as other hands made a grab at my shoulders. Hooking under my arm pits, hoisting me up so that my back was prompted up, allowing me to be in a half sitting position. Those hands pulled my face roughly, turning my neck viciously to the side, almost snapping it and killing me. Before I could even really understand what was going on, I felt my lips being forced to be pried open and something large and smooth, almost silken to the touch shive itself deep into my mouth, past my tonsils, down my throat. I struggled not to choke, coughing up as my throat constricted around the thick girth, still not yet aware of what I was going through. It wasn't until the shoving continued did I realise what was happening.

The buzzing in my ear sizzled to a stop and once again I was bombarded with their loud raucous chatter. They were howling, screaming, grunting and shouting out at me. My eyes looked up and I saw Choibok's face contorted in pleasure, eyes blazing down at me in filthy lust as he thrust deeply into my mouth. He didn't stop and neither was he gentle, fucking my mouth without mercy, simply thrusting his penis deep into my throat repeatedly; over and over again. Saliva and pre-cum dribbled out of my mouth as tears streaked my face.

This could not be happening! It couldn't! I can't be raped here...! Not like this! Not while Goku watched me a few feet away, helpless to save me.

"Oh, yeah, sweet bitch!" Choibok grunted, jerking his hips into my face viciously, "Fuck, your mouth feels so sweet on my cock!"

Other hands grabbed at my body, pulling the leotard pants down my legs as more hands rubbed at my hips, my thighs, pinching my soft skin here and there. I struggled against Choibok's hold on my head, clenching my teeth tightly around his dick. He screamed in pain, pulling out of me with lightning speed.

"Fucking bitch!" he spat out right before he punched me in the face.

"Alright! Fuck her face up! Bitch needs to learn her lesson!"

"Put her in her place, Choi! Fuckin' dirty little slut thinks she can do whatever she wants!"

Falling backwards from the hard hit, I dimly felt their touch on my body once more. Pain surrounded my entire face, making me cry even more, whimpering sadly.

A pair of hands grabbed at my breasts and squeezed them until I cried out in protest.

"Please, stop! It hurts!" I begged, tears rolling down my cheeks.

"It's supposed to hurt, little whore," one of them answered, voice dripping with sick amusement.

"Aww, poor little slut can't take any rough man handling...Little bitch needs another cock in her mouth to shut her up!" Aubergine said in a saccharine tone that grated at my nerves.

"Take this!" Planten growled, pinching my nose roughly so that I had no choice but to breathe through my open mouth. "This'll shut her up!"

"Mmmpphh!" I went just before he plugged my mouth with his erection.

He didn't waste a second to take the chance and shove his cock deep inside my mouth, cockhead bumping against my tonsils, causing me to weep openly yet again. All of me trembled from being ravaged like this and my heart and mind both struggled to take control.

"Bite me and I'll break your jaw, little whore," he warned, thrusting his hips into my face with such ferocious speed, I couldn't even choke on his cock. Every time he slid it in my throat and I gagged, he immediately slid it out as quickly as it went in. Over and over again, he raped my mouth with his cock, mercilessly fucking my face without any softness or gentility at all. More of my spit spilled out of me as he continuously shoved his thick manhood into my mouth and I whimpered again in deep humiliation.

The others took it upon themselves to spread my legs wide open. I squirmed in protest and shame, blushing furiously at the knowledge that each man now had a clear view of my unshaved pussy. I jerked in fear when there were fingers gliding atop my mound, stroking me lightly.

"Fuck, that's a pretty little pussy," one of them whispered.

"Look, Kakarot!" another said to Goku, "Look at that...It's your little mate's fucking little pussy...Bet it tastes good, huh?"

"It's so fucking cute! A blue haired cunt!"

Their perverse words washed over me like a dirty tongue lapping at an innocent in sickening depravity, making my head whirl in disgust. My insides clenched just as Planten continued to fuck my mouth while the others loudly spoke about my womanhood. It was beyond humiliating.

Again, I nearly went into a panic attack as my thoughts clouded with denial at what exactly was going on. A soft, wet sensation slid all over my pussy, wetting it further. I knew immediately that it was a tongue that was lapping at my privates and the idea made my whole body grow stiff as stone. My legs trembled to snap shut but stronger hands held onto them, keeping them in place. I laid there, legs spread wide open as a cock kept fucking my mouth, and a tongue licking my privates, tears pouring down my face in an endless stream.

My heart felt like it was shattering in my pain and emotional turmoil just as my mind too began to recede further into obscurity. There was no way I could survive this, I thought in denial...How could my mind not break as my body was ravaged by others who weren't my mate?

Wildly searching for Goku, I prayed to catch his eyes once again before I let my mind snap, desperately hoping to just have one last look into those large, kind eyes.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw him. He was still on his stomach, face looking towards me, eyes glistening in unshed tears.

We stared at each other and the love I felt for him surged forward, leaping out of me to reach him like an electric current, zapping him in shock waves that affected him physically. My eyes widened in shock as I watched him twitch like he was tasered once again, writhing on the grass like an electrocuted person.

And just like that it was like time had slowed down and moved quickly all at once.

My whole mind went nearly numb as Choibok moved in between my legs, cock jutting out proudly, ready to pierce me. It was like he was there, poised and rearing to go while Planten repeatedly pumped his cock into my mouth when it all stopped.

There was a ringing in the wind; a loud wailing. The rush of a cool breeze grew even wilder, more volatile. A flurry of dried leaves swept past all of us but we all knew intrinsically that this was no ordinary wind. All around us, a sudden aura was in the air, circling us with a chilling sensation that went deep into our cores.

The wind grew wilder, the air around us crackled further, the malevolent aura that enveloped us rose to a crescendo of foreboding heights. Something was happening, I could feel it in my gut, churning away. Something terrible was definitely coming.

They'd all turned to look at my mate, myself included.

'Goku...'

He was lying there on the ground still but his face was barely recognisable. He'd been writhing so much that now he lay on his back, eyes up towards the moonlit sky. His facial features were morphing slowly into that which resembled more ape than man. Eyes glimmering crimson, teeth growing longer and sharper, the veins in his face straining under taught skin, the jaw protruding outwards; forming a snout. Then more veins popped up distinctively against the lightly tanned skin of his arms. A gut wrenching growl broke past his mouth and I shivered in fear of what was to become of my mate.

He was changing...! But how was it possible when he had been given a drug that would prevent him from turning oozaru!?

Panicking, I watched him with a deep sense of fear festering within me. All I cared about then was the wellbeing of my mate and it worried me to no end to see him like that. Panicking over him, I whimpered, calling out to him with my heart but he didn't respond.

Goku's entire body was changing. His massive frame shook with a ferocity that was different from when they tasered him. It was almost like his heart was trying to burst through his chest. Those usually dark eyes sparkled in the night with an eerie scarlet shimmer identical to his eyes when he'd turned oozaru. A dull thumping reached my ears and it took me a second to realise what it was - his heart beat. It was pumping so loudly, so furiously that all of us could hear it distinctively.

"Fuck, he's transforming!" one of the guards yelled out in a panic.

"Snopy, what do we do!?" another barked.

"I-I...don't know! He's not supposed to change!" she stammered, "Bii, you told me you gave him the limiter, right?"

"I did! I swear I did!" Bii replied, voice shaking in her fear.

"Boys, grab his tail!" Snopy commanded, sounding disturbed still, "Stop him from transforming!"

But just as she said it, Goku had already doubled in size. He was now in a crouching position, shaking as his body continued to expand. The muscles on his back bunched up grotesquely, the twisting flesh and growing fur made sickening sounds that filled the air.

The other guards who weren't all over me approached him carefully, circling him in apprehension. Their eyes all had a look that seemed to reflect a small sense of regret and a hint of familiarity. That niggling feeling in the back of my head once again surfaced; these Saiyans seemed to know my mate quite well but it was quickly forgotten when one of them leaped on top of Goku while another grabbed his tail.

"Rip it off!" Auber cried out.

The other guard tugged but Goku had tripled in size at that point, growing so large that it was easy to buck Auber off of him. His whole body was covered in a stunning gold shade of fur. I'd never seen anything like it nor have I heard of a Golden Great Ape in my entire life. Dad had spoken a few times about turning oozaru but never into a form such as this. He left me completely breathless in awe.

Goku bellowed out a deafening roar once he'd tossed Auber off of him. One large meaty palm came swiping at the guard who was holding on to his tail. Taken off guard, the Saiyan screamed when Goku took hold of him, squeezing him until the snap and crunch of his bones rang clearly across the darkening sky. The man screamed in pain, still alive until Goku brought him high up above his head and slammed him down into a large bolder, completely crushing the guy into a brutal death. The crimson of his blood was left splattered on the large rock and I could see with clarity the pulpy flesh that was smashed to smithereens.

Another triumphant roar came bursting out of Goku's large snout and the sound was so loud, the others had to cover their ears from the pain.

"Goddammit, Choibok, do something!" Snopy shouted in complete panic.

"Oh, shit!" a guard gasped as Goku threw a giant fist straight at him.

He leaped to the side to avoid it but Goku's other arm came down from the other side and smashed right into him. Goku's punch connected to his cheek and blood came spraying out of his lips as his whole body went sailing through the air.

Despite his large size, Goku was surprisingly fast.

"Everybody get back!" Choibok commanded, eyes blazing with anger as he glanced at Goku's new transformation. His cock was still aligned with my pussy and if he so chose to lean forward just a bit, he'd have penetrated me.

The others leaped back from fear at the order giving the menacing giant ape more space. I was left completely forgotten, still bound at my ankles but with Planten's cock still shoved right in my face even though he wasn't thrusting anymore and Choibok was still nearly inside me. I was terrified that Goku might have lost all sense of conscious thought now that he'd reached a new unknown oozaru transformation.

I had never before witnessed such a thing. He was golden all over, his fur shining under the engulfing moonlight. Hauntingly beautiful was not a description I thought I'd ever associate with an oozaru before but he certainly was. His gleaming red eyes looked ferocious and hungry...As though they thirst for violence but I couldn't help but find the beauty in him as well.

His glowering crimson eyes fell on me and for a moment all I could do was watch him in return.

It happened within a split second.

Suddenly, Planten was no longer raping my face with his disgusting manhood, Choibok no longer in between my legs. They had all been snatched up like little twigs by a couple of giant hands. Goku had grabbed them and was slamming his fists into the ground repeatedly, crushing them in his fists and into the ground, bashing them hard that each hard smash resulted in jets of spraying blood. The soil and the rocks surrounding us kept getting showered with torrents of red. I watched the scene before me, transfixed by the wildness of my mate and how viciously he tore his enemies apart.

I hadn't realised it at first because the blood that splashed all over my face and body was so warm, it didn't feel like liquid at all. It wasn't until a breeze blew past us that I could suddenly feel the drying blood on my skin.

Twisting my torso up with my elbows I tried to move away a little bit myself, struggling to lift myself up but all I managed to do was to wriggle around on the ground.

Other guards started to try and restrain Goku. Many more had arrived and I knew it was because Snopy had sent a distress call just a minute ago with one of her machines. I remembered her panicked tones and nearly grinned at the memory of it because she sounded nothing like her arrogant self when she was begging on the phone for help.

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard another loud scream followed by another. I gasped when I saw how my mate threw those guards who were trying to restrain him off of him while he continued to thrash the place around, successfully destroying most of Snopy's gadgets as well as most of the area we're all in. The stench of blood filled the air as our surroundings became mostly red from the blood of the Saiyans whom Goku had killed.

As he smashed the last Saiyan guard against a rock, once again creating a fountain of red, Goku turned towards Snopy who was rooted to the ground, shock and fright evident in her features. I couldn't see her assistants anymore, maybe they were buried underneath the rubble or they have already scampered away to save themselves.

Goku trampled and thrashed once more, causing more trees to topple down. He then roared and opened his mouth to shoot random ki blasts, adding more destruction to the surroundings. 'If I don't move quick, I might end up buried underneath fallen tree trunks or worse, Goku could trample me to death,' I thought as I struggled hard to crawl to a safer area.

Another scream interrupted me and when I looked around I saw huge trees falling over that bitch Snopy. She tried to run to safety but failed, and soon her screams drowned out beneath the fallen tree trunks and her destroyed computers and machines. I looked up to see Goku roaring and still shooting random ki blasts in any direction while hitting his chest with his fists.

'Goku..' I thought sadly as I looked at him. It pained me to see him like this. Perhaps he was so consumed with his anguish and rage from having witnessed me being tortured earlier that's why he turned into this golden monster of destruction. A part of me is still hoping that Goku would recognize me since we were mates, but I wanted to hold on to that small glimmer of hope. After all, if I escaped from here, I wouldn't want to escape alone. I will never leave without Goku, even if it kills me.

Goku seemed to have read my thoughts, because he suddenly stopped from shooting ki blasts with his mouth and his crimson red eyes looked towards my direction. Then he started to walk towards me, his heavy footsteps shaking the ground.

Struggling to get on my feet, I stood up shakily before him. He was so huge that if he took another step forward, I'd be crushed to death by that enormous foot.

"Goku..." I called out to him. "Goku, c-can you still recognize me?" I asked him, tears stinging my eyes.

The giant golden ape just stared at me.

"Goku.. i-it's me!" I cried out to him, tears flowing down my cheeks. "It's me.. it's me, your Bulla. Your mate."

He continued to stare at me, not moving an inch from where he was.

"G-Goku, d-do you remember the first time w-we mated? I-It was the best day of my life.." I started as more tears flowed down my cheeks. "It was the best day of my life because even if we were imprisoned, you were with me. I-I was safe.. in your arms. I always felt so safe and secure in your arms, do you know that? When we first mated everything felt so magical and wonderful, because you were with me, and I'm glad.. so glad that it was you whom I have mated with, my love.." I continued as I sobbed.

"It really hurts me to see you like this. Y-You became like this because of me.. And I'm really angry with myself for that. If only I was strong enough to fight them all and protect myself, maybe... maybe we wouldn't be placed in such torture and... and you wouldn't become like this.." My words were slowly dissolving into tears as I spoke.

"I love you Goku... I love you so much. P-Please come back to me... m-my love.." I slumped back on the ground and cried. I just couldn't take it anymore. Seeing my sweet, loving Goku become a monster because of me is just too much.

I was so into crying that I failed to notice that the surroundings became quiet and Goku didn't move an inch from his spot in front of me. Sobs wracked my body and I'm sure my cries are loud enough to be heard. I didn't know if I would get Goku to be back to his old self again, or he would continue to be like this. I didn't know. All I knew was, if he did continue to be like this and he didn't accidentally kill me so we both lived to see another day, I would still accept him, and I'm not leaving here without him.

"Bulla.."

I ceased from crying when I suddenly heard a gruff voice say my name. There's no one else here, everyone else is dead so it had to be...

Could it be?

I looked up and saw somebody else standing in front of me, on that very same spot where the golden oozaru was standing earlier. The creature had long wild black hair, red lined eyes, yellow irises, red fur on the sides of his torso, his abs, his muscled arms, and a long red swishing tail. We stared into each other's eyes for a moment as I studied his features.

"G-Goku? Goku my love... i-is that you?" I croaked out, tears still flowing down my cheeks.

He smirked at me in response, causing my insides to melt with what he just did.

That handsome face...

That look...

That smirk...

There's no doubt about it.

He is my Goku.


Author's Notes: Hey, everyone! So sorry for not updating in like 2 years…Life really took over and I fell in love for the first time! My relationship started out so turbulent and passionate…It was a real roller coaster ride and we faced many oppositions from family members…Really tough but also wonderful times. And so because of that I have had no interest in updating. I apologise to those who waited eagerly. I had this chapter written years ago but I never got to write the end of it. Even with this update, I still didn't write the end as it was instead written by my very good friend ladyKakarotto. She did a fantastic job with the ending of this chapter. In any case, I will say it here and now that Idk if I'll ever update this fic anymore after this…I love TMTBU but I have truly lost inspiration for this fanfic. Perhaps I'll find inspiration again one day and will continue. Who knows?

Anyways, I'm here to make an exciting announcement!

Me (Rosebud On Royal Icing) and Elaine (ladyKakarotto) are so EXCITED to launch this event of ours! To anyone who is interested in joining our little project, the GokuBulla Weekend, we had put together a little survey for you to vote the themes for the weekend.

The event will begin on the 9th of July and it will end on the 11th of July. So it will be on Friday (9th July), Saturday (10th July) and Sunday (11th July). Because our ship is such a tiny niche one we've decided as pioneers of a GokuBulla event, to make it only for 3 days instead of a full week.

Below is the link for the survey (just remove the spaces and you should be okay). Please select only 3 options.

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This is the link to our official tumblr account. Please give us a follow, we are planning to use it for updates, announcements and also where we'll post the links to your fanart or fanfics for this event.

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If anyone of you are artists or fanfic writers and you'd like to join, please feel free to follow us on our tumblr account or PM me! I'm happy to answer any questions! ^^