Chapter 13: A Talk and Things to Come

"One more, as hard as you can." Godzilla instructed Biollante, holding up the Focus Mitt he had retrieved from his room as she set herself up for one last kick. With a grunt Biollante poured all she had left into the kick wick impacted with a satisfying 'whump', "Heh, not bad, I could actually feel that one through the padding." Godzilla said with a mixture of genuine praise sibling mockery, "Hah, give me a... second to catch my breath... and I'll kick your teeth in." Biollante responded between pants with a face of both pride and defiance, the siblings having a quick chuckle over it. "You said 'college is a mistake', are things really going that badly?" Biollante asked as the two rested, "Meh, it's mostly a lack of sleep and the fact that I don't understand half the shit in my assignments." Godzilla responded, "I stand by my earlier statement though." At that moment someone who Godzilla recognized as another member of the martial arts club jogged up to them. "Oh, there you are." He said coming up to the two, "The captain says he needs all of us to come to the club room, it's about the tournament." "It's getting to be that time huh, give me a minute and I'll head over." Godzilla answered and with a nod the other member headed off. "Well, I can't exactly leave you here alone and I don't want to bring you with either." Godzilla said as he looked over t Biollante, "You're not dropping me on Anguirus or Rodan are you?" she responded, cringing at the idea, "Hell no, I'm not sure if you would be a bad influence on them, or they on you." Godzilla said, "Still, someone has to, but that really only leaves..." he trailed off, Godzilla knew Biollante would be fine with the idea, but he was also aware of the potential consequences of it, he would have to deal with that before signing off on the idea. "Swear you won't say anything weird." Godzilla said as he pulled out his phone, "Define weird." Biollante replied, she had an idea of what he meant, but wanted to egg her brother on just a bit, "I can tell you know exactly what I mean, now swear it." He answered, unamused, "Ugh, fine, I swear.". Godzilla figured that was the best he was going to get and selected Mothras' name from his contacts.

Mothra made her way to the central courtyard area and found Biollante waiting there, just like Godzilla said. This was hardly the first time she'd met Biollante, nor the first time Mothra had been asked to look after her, they'd played together a bit when Biollante was still in elementary school, hung out and talked during bigger group get-togethers, and Mothra had kept watch of her on a couple of occasions where both her and Godzilla's' parents were working and Godzilla was busy with club activities when she was, again, still in elementary. Biollante looked up, saw Mothra approaching and gave her a smile and a wave. "It's nice to see you again Biollante," Mothra said as she sat on the bench next to her, "have you been doing well?" "Mostly, yeah." Biollante responded, "Oh yeah, I wanted to tell you this, so the other day-" she began, Mothra listening intently and chiming in as the story went on. "-as a result, nobody is allowed to bring grapes to the room anymore." Mothra concluded her own story, "That madman." Biollante responded in bewilderment "Hey Mothra?" Biollante asked after a few seconds, "When are you gonna confess to my brother?" "W-What?" Mothra answered in shock, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" "Well, I know you're super into him, I think it would be awesome for you to be my sister after you two get hitched, and also he's dumb and needs someone like you to fix that." Biollante elaborated "I... uuuhh... 'hitched', that's..." Mothra stammered as she collected her thoughts "listen, Godzilla is... I don't think he's really looking for... a relationship right now. I mean, I know he's going mad with his classes, plus with the club and tournament coming up... I'd... I'd just be distracting him. Besides... I think he'd want someone who could... keep up with him a bit more." She concluded, trying to hide the disappointment in her voice. "Don't sell yourself short like that. Trust me when I say you're exactly what my brother needs." Biollante sternly responded, to which Mothra simply gave a sincere smile and a nod, a part of her truly believing those words.

Meanwhile at the club room Toshi was finishing the second part of his rundown with the team, "That concludes the training plan to fully prep for the tournament." He let out a troubled sigh before continuing, "Now for the part I wish I didn't have to tell you, just like last year, Uchujin Academy is one of our potential opponents in the qualifiers." Godzilla had herd of that school, it had earned equal fame and infamy for it's focus on taking in foreign students from families known to have a great deal of money behind them, and while this did mean the school had some of the best staff and facilities in the country, that same policy also led them to shut their doors to all but the most economically elite, local officials also criticised the academy for the fact that only about 2% of it's total student body were native Japanese. Godzilla himself wasn't much of a fan of Uchujin Academy, to him, the whole place reeked of arrogance and elitism. "last year, they defeated us in the first round, and then went on to place 3rd later that same year." Toshi continued, "To make it worse, this year on their team, they snagged the triplets Ichi, Ni, and San Sakamoto." He concluded. "Wait, seriously?" Godzilla mumbled to himself in surprise, those were three names he was familiar with, the three made a name for themselves for multiple tournament wins across Europe, their family had a lot of political pull across the continent to boot. Godzilla had seen a few of their matches online, they were definitely skilled, however, only Ichi participated in recent years due to issues his brothers had. San had been bared from participating for ignoring calls from referees and, as a result, hospitalizing several of his opponents, while San would fight his opponent for a while, learn their style, then "get bored" and simply walk out of the ring, now the two handled Ichis' training personally, Ichi himself was known to be exceptionally prideful. The three were also sometimes referred to as the "Ghidorah Triplets", named after their families crest, a golden dragon with three heads. While most of the club members starting saying it was already over Godzilla got their attentions when he just started laughing, "What the hell is wrong with you?" one asked, "Heh heh... nothing, it just makes this easy." Godzilla said, full of confidence, "We train up, go in, eat everyone's asses, and get payback for last year while knocking Uchujin and the 'Ghidorah's' down a few pegs. Now I'm REALLY looking forward to this.". A few minutes later Godzilla made his way to the central courtyard and found Mothra and Biollante on one of the benches, "Hey," he called out, "it's all wrapped up.", "How did it go?" Mothra asked, "It's definitely going to be more interesting than I first though, someone with actual talent is apparently showing up." Godzilla answered, his zeal obvious in his voice, "That's great to hear!" Mothra responded. "Oh yeah... uh, Mothy, listen, with the training for the tournament starting, I uh..." Godzilla stumbled as he looked for the right words, Biollante looked up at her brother and silently begged he wouldn't say something stupid, Mothras' heart sank a little in fear of what he might say, and without really thinking she asked, "Do you... want me to stop coming to practice?" a bit of hurt evident in her voice, "What?" Godzilla said in shock, looking straight at her, "No! It's... the opposite actually. I was going to make sure if you were still coming or not. I... I like having you there... while I train... it uh... it just kind of help alright?" he said with full honesty, just letting out the words as they came. Mothra felt relief swell in her as a smile spread across her face, "Of course, whenever I'm able." He responded with glee. Biollante looked back and forth at the two and the joy on their faces, 'Well, I think this counts as progress.' She thought to herself.

Notes: Well, 13's fabled bad luck hit me hard this chapter, lack of time, writers block, and technical issues all at once! But I have persevered! The couples voting gauntlet is still open by the way, see the notes at the end of the previous chapter for details, and if any of you are concerned, no, the identities of who voted for, or submitted, what couple, will remain completely confidential. I look forward to seeing all of your submissions. As always, please give any of your thoughts, comments, questions, or feedback, just keep it respectful, and keep spreading the links around to anyone who you think will enjoy this, that's what it's hear for after all.