I was in a complete state of shock, time stood still almost. Goku's words echoed in my head. I was having a difficult time processing what he said exactly. You're a saiyan. What did that mean…what did this all mean? I could see Goku's and Estelle's mouths moving but there was no sound. I walked through the gap between them and took a seat on the couch. Why did I feel like calling my mom all of a sudden? How long had it been since I lasted talked to her?
"Oh my god she has totally lost it." Estelle muttered as she sat down as well. I could feel the heat radiating off Goku's body besides me, I didn't have to turn to know he was right there next to me. I hadn't noticed him walking over here though…Did Estelle just say I lost it? What made her say that? You're a saiyan. Isn't that what Goku just told me?
"Luna are you ok? I'm sure you have a lot of questions right now…I'm pretty confused myself, but there's no doubt about it! That's definitely saiyan blood running through your veins." He was holding my hand. And that's all I could focus on. He's so warm…almost like a human heater—but he wasn't human, he was a saiyan. You're a saiyan Luna. Huh? Me? A saiyan?
I continued to stare down out at our hands, mine lay palm up cradled in his. It looked child-sized compared to his. My eyes shot to his face, he had been looking down at our hands also. Why did it feel this good being around him? Whenever I'm near him the constant storm in my mind settles and it's as if my body starts to move on it's own. I just wanted to be near him. I gazed at his defined jaw line up to his softened eyes that were still on our hands, covered slightly with stray black hairs. A desire arose in me that longed to touch him and before I knew it my free hand was already approaching his face and brushing away the strays from his eyes. Those beautiful dark orbs were on me now. Intensity shot through me. You're a saiyan, Luna.
"Goku…how is this possible?" I finally choked. In that instant I was being overwhelmed with the emotions by body instinctually tried to protect me from. My hands were on my wet cheeks now and then on my chest. How was this happening? How is Goku so sure of himself? Why does this all seem…possible? My chest hurt so badly, my head was spinning wildly, I needed to lie down. Cautiously I rose from the couch and aligned myself with the floor in the middle of the carpet.
"Yeah she's definitely lost it. Goku—"
"Don't worry I'll take care of her." I heard him sharply interrupt Estelle. The tempo of my heart slowed slightly.
"I wouldn't doubt that. Obviously there are a few things you two need to figure out together. I'm gonna take my buddy here from last night and head back to the apartment. Please have Luna call me later got it? I'm trusting you here man." Estelle asserted.
There were too many ways this didn't make sense but then again there were so many ways it all made perfect sense. I mean I always did feel like an outsider…but I knew I wasn't the only one. I never would've thought I was this much of an outsider…I'm a fucking alien for gods sakes. A saiyan…the same as Goku? This is where all the sense came into play…because there was Goku. It explains why I felt so connected to him in a strange way. It was instinct, I dare call it. There was always something in the way he felt around me, he omitted this inviting aura I felt that was made specifically for me. It was something I could never understand or comprehend. And now it was all making sense to me.
Pausing my thoughts, I casually looked up at the massive saiyan that sat before me. He was hunched over with his elbow resting on his knees. His cheek rest on his palm and his eyes…were looking directly at me. If I wasn't mistaken, he seemed to be in deep thought as well. Without a second thought I decided to keep my vision locked on his eyes that pierced me. What was on his mind?
"It all makes sense now doesn't it?" The broken silence caught me completely off guard. His eyes remained on me.
"In a weird way…yeah it does." I spoke softly, knowing he could hear me anyway. I broke our eye contact to rest my cheek completely against the carpet beneath me. I was staring at his feet now. In an instant I was now staring at the orange material of his pants, he was kneeling before me. I looked up at him, my head remained on the floor.
"Tell me what's on your mind." He said comfortingly, my body suddenly released its tension. I continued to stare up at him. What is it about you Goku? Why do you seem so…out of reach?
"Well I have a million questions first of all…but I feel relieved I have to admit." He looked down at me with such a soft expression, it warmed my body. I closed my eyes. He made me feel too good, it was unreal.
"Tell me more Luna. Explain it to me please, I have such a hard time reading you sometimes." He said softly. I could feel my body heat rising the way it did when he was around. It distracted me from finding the right words to say to him…so I just opened my mouth and started talking. My eyes remained tightly shut, I couldn't let his expressions affect me.
"You know Goku, I always knew there was something off about me. I never fit in well with any group. I was always too boyish for the girls and too feminine for the boys. Shit I even struggled relating to my own family. Everywhere I went and everything I did I felt excluded. This only amplified my anxiety and turned me into a complete spaz. I think that's why I clung to my relationship with Damien for so long." My eyes began to sting as tears sprouted. I ignored them and continued.
"I thought I could finally be myself, I sincerely thought I'd never have to search for another partner. Hahahaha how wrong was I?! I was hopelessly naive…" I trailed off, biting my quivering lip.
"You shouldn't be so hard on yourself Luna. You're a lot stronger than you think. You are a saiyan after all!" I could hear him smiling in his voice. Still, I resisted opening my eyes. I wonder if Goku sees himself as more of my mentor? Or a little sister? How was our relationship going to change with this discovery? What's the next step from this? My eyes shot open. That damn smile of his was first to catch my attention. I gulped.
"I'm really a saiyan?" I squeaked, clutching tightly to the fibers beneath my fingers. The smile on his face widened and I had to catch my breath. The next instant he was on his feet and reaching his arm down for me to grab.
"Let's go!" He gleamed at me. This mere image of him was doing wonders for me, his beauty was too difficult for me to ignore, especially when his attention was on me.
"Where are we going?" I murmured, ignoring the heat that brushed my cheeks.
"To Lord Beerus' planet!"