True Partners

Kakarot didn't like to having a partner for his training; he liked to train alone. However, when he met Chichi, his new sparring partner, he started to think the idea rather interesting.

He didn't like it one bit when he received the news that he now had a 'new' sparring partner. He didn't need training partners, he trained alone. He didn't need someone hindering his development.

But these were orders, and he had no way to deny being assigned someone as a training partner, even if it was against his will.

"Damn it!" he grumbled to himself and kicked a piece of armor that lay across the central training hall's floor, the place where he was supposed to meet his new assigned partner, which was currently empty. If he was lucky, the person who was supposed to be his new partner wouldn't even show up.

Frustrated, he ran his hands through his disheveled black hair. He didn't want to waste his time with some warrior who would only delay his schedule, but while he waited for the next mission, he'd have to be stuck with these army-determined duo trainings... That was ridiculous.

He knew that it was part of the Empire's program and that all soldiers went through it at some point, but he strongly believed that he didn't have to.

He huffed an irritated snort as he adjusted his wrist bands, when he heard the sound of the door opening and someone approaching. He didn't even bother to look back and then said, coldly:

"Listen, I don't need a sparring partner, so let's cut right to what really matters. You stay out of my training and I'll stay out of yours."

"I don't think so!"

He was surprised when he heard a female voice and then turned around, staring into a pair of dark eyes that stared at him defiantly while one hand was clenched in a fist on her waist.

"You have been assigned to be my sparring partner! We are going to spar!" she sounded adamant and unyielding.

Kakarot arched an eyebrow and took a moment to analyze the female standing there. He definitely didn't expect that his new training partner would actually be a woman. There weren't many female sayan warriors.

Her hair was tied up in a low ponytail, it was black but straight, a rare characteristic among sayans, with a straight fringe and two locks that fell to the sides of the bangs. Her body was shapely, and well showed in the dark blue uniform that stuck to her skin. The armor that made up her costume had some light pink details.

She was a very attractive female, he couldn't deny, as were most sayan females, but with a slightly more delicate and less blunt feature that he could clearly see due to the absence of a scouter on her face. She might even be unnoticed as a sayan were it not for her tail that was wrapped around her thin, curvaceous waist.

He gave a sarcastic chuckle and asked: "What is your name?"

"You haven't even read my file, have you?" she sounded indignant at this insult. He just shrugged. "My name is Chichi!"

"Chichi. Mmm." he grumbled. He had never heard of her before. Then he turned on his scouter that measured her power level. "Tsc! Your power level is pathetic. Do you really think you can handle training with me? Why did they assign me someone as weak as you?"

Chichi gave a half smile, not at all offended by the comment.

"Well, I'm your new sparring partner, whether you like it or not. And I'm not leaving until we've completed all our training sessions stipulated by the army."

"You'll only stand in my way."

Before he finished his sentence, however, Kakarot was surprised by Chichi's white boot straight towards his face, hitting him hard and throwing him far away, but he recovered before smashing to the ground.

Impressed by the precision and force of her kick to his face, he brought his hand to the area and rubbed it. From a distance, Chichi stared at him defiantly.

"How…?" he murmured.

It was impossible. Her fighting power was too low for her to have moved at such a highspeed and hit him with such force.

"Could you handle a spar with me... Kakarot?" Chichi smirked smugly. She, unlike him, had read the file of the person she had been assigned to train with.

"You caught me off guard." he justified as he pulled himself together. "It won't happen again."

"Yes, sure."

"If you want to train, then let's train. I promise to go easy on you," he sneered.

"It's your call!" she said before advancing towards him again, but this time he was waiting for the kick and managed to defend himself.

She followed up with a sequence of punches and kicks, but Kakarot defended without much difficulty while smiling pretentiously, making her want to wipe that stupid grin off his face more and more, but she was just getting started.

Little by little she was increasing her speed, but her blows weren't strong enough and Kakarot could keep up with her pace without breaking a sweat. And he wasn't fighting back, just defending himself.

"Are you not going to attack?" she growled, already annoyed at his way of underestimating her. "Show me what you got!"

He didn't answer, just laughed. Then Chichi jumped back and took some distance.

"Okay then..." she said before advancing towards him at a surprising speed, coming up behind him and hitting him with a kick on the back.

But Kakarot was quick enough to turn around in time to block her attack, but Chichi spun in the air and returned with another kick to the height of his face, which he managed to dodge and returned with a punch that she quickly deflected, making her jump back again.

She was really really fast and showed excellent fighting skills and technique. Maybe she wasn't as pathetic as he initially thought, and so he decided to take the fight a little more seriously and started attacking as well, but Chichi was small, light and agile, easily dodging his blows or managing to block them.

Kakarot noticed an opening in her ribcage and moved one of his legs to strike her in that region, but he was surprised when Chichi bent backwards and immediately tripped him, knocking him flat on his back on the ground.

"Oh, shit!"

She didn't wait a second and climbed on him, immobilizing his arms. It wasn't as if he couldn't reverse that position, he was still stronger than her and had his cards up his sleeve, but he stayed there, lying on the ground, watching in fascination her victorious smile and the black eyes twinkling below her bangs that hung forward. He had really underestimated her, but he was truly impressed with the female warrior's skills. Not just anyone could take him down in a first fight.

"Are you going to tell me you had your guard down again?" she teased, with a mischievous smile as she stared at the beautiful expression of surprise on the male warrior's face.

Her face was mere centimeters away from his and he even opened his mouth slightly after staring at her pink lips, causing Chichi to swallow hard.

"To tell you the truth... I let you win!" he said debauched, trying to regain his composure. Chichi rolled her eyes. "What's your deal, anyway? You can't possibly have such a good fighting record with a ridiculous power level like yours."

Chichi just arched an eyebrow. Then she stood up and said: "You'd know if you had read my file! Have you ever heard of the reading and suppressing KI technique?"

"No way you know that!" he said as he too stood up. He was familiar with that technique, but not just any saiyan warrior could apply it. "It's an advanced technique! "

"So, your explanation is that a pathetic level warrior was able to defeat you?"

"Well..." he scratched the back of his head, not sure what to say, and Chichi laughed.

"See you tomorrow at the same time, Kakarot!" she said, looking over her shoulder as she walked towards the exit of the room and put her scouter back on her face. "I can teach you this technique one of these days... If you beat me!" she winked mischievously.

Kakarot smiled, but didn't answer, just admired the female's hips waving as she walked out of the training room and her tail danced back and forth across her beautiful body.

A smile broke out on his face as he wondered who that woman was.

Maybe that thing about a new sparring partner really wasn't such a bad idea.

Kakarot smiled when he saw Chichi meditating in the mountains near his home, where they had been training for the past few days.

A month had passed since Kakarot had begun his training with Chichi, and, contrary to what he imagined, he had evolved a lot training with her, much more than he would like to admit. Perhaps he needed more than he realized, not only a training partner, but her as his training partner. Moreover, with each passing day, he felt more and more anxious for his training schedules, yet he associated this with his desire to get stronger and stronger, although now he no longer thought about training completely by himself.

After their first meeting, Kakarot decided to read his new partner's file and get to know a little more about the person with whom he would be spending a few hours every day over the next few days and was surprised to find that she was one of the best warriors of her sayan class, the results of her missions were excellent and her power level was very close to his own, in fact. Something he found impressive.

"You're late!" she said impatiently as soon as Kakarot landed.

The warrior laughed. He was getting used to the rigorous manner of his training partner and even liked it. She was really determined and committed.

"Mmmm looks like someone was eager to see me!"

"Shut up!" she grumbled as she pushed him away with one hand, but felt her cheeks heat up at the same moment. She was also enjoying her training with Kakarot and was counting the minutes to her daily training schedule, but she wouldn't tell him that, especially with his show-off manner.

It had been a while since they had been engaging in that flirtatious behavior, but it never led to anything. Although she was an attractive female, she didn't usually get too involved with other males. She was focused and headstrong, her goal was to be a better warrior, so she had no time to waste on relationships.

However, Kakarot had never gone so far as to propose anything. Nothing was more than flirtation. Apparently, he just liked to provoke her.

"Enough small talk, let's get started!"

Kakarot didn't argue, he had already gotten used to Chichi's bossy way and got into fighting position so they could start their usual training.

Chichi had also improved her level a lot, although she was still behind Kakarot, but she had learned a lot from him and admired him for his intelligence in fights and battles. They exchanged a lot of information in their breaks, shared stories about their missions, and gradually they got to know more about each other. In a short time, they had already won each other's respect and trust so that they were legitimate sparring partners, and after their first fight, Kakarot never again underestimated her and began to take their training very seriously, just like she did.

They were following an intense body sequence when Chichi tried to elbow him, but Kakarot was quick enough to dodge it, and then spun around and raised his left leg ready to knee him. Chichi, however, made a mistake and was unable to block or dodge the knee that should've hit her stomach protected by her armor, but actually hit her face and rolled her away.

Surprised Kakarot's eyes widened as he saw her body fall backwards and then ran towards her, worried.

"Chichi? Are you all right?"

The female groaned in pain and bent forward with his help.

"Ouch... I'm fine, I'm fine!" she grumbled before running her hand over her hit jaw. On an average person, that kick would have broken the jaw without a doubt, but she was tough enough to feel nothing more than a slight pain. "Damn! I am not a weak warrior! That was just a kick, and it wasn't even that hard…"

Kakarot smiled as he heard her grumble, which meant she was all right. However, his smile vanished as soon as he saw a trickle of blood run down her forehead. She should've done that the moment she fell to the ground.

"Your forehead, Chichi!" he said, and the female instinctively brought her hand to the wound. "You're hurt!"

"Oh, it's nothing! I've had much worse injuries!"

"Let's have a look at that!" he said as he pushed her bangs aside and looked carefully at the small cut on her forehead.

Fortunately, neither of them were training with scouters, the device was resting in a corner near where they were fighting, had she had the device on her face, she might've injured herself further.

Chichi felt her pulse quicken at the touch of his fingers under his glove and swallowed hard. Kakarot was too close, and it wasn't in the middle of a fight.

"N-no need. Let's get back to the training." she practically ordered, but her voice sounded weak.

"No way! I'm not leaving my sparring partner bleeding." he affirmed and then held her in his arms.

"Kakarot!" she protested. "I can just as well walk and fly, put me down!"

"I know, but this way we'll get there faster!" he winked at her and took their scouters with him. Then he flew low until they reached his residence, and Chichi couldn't object.

Or didn't want to.

The house was small and simple, common for a single sayan warrior. There was a kitchen, a bathroom, a bedroom and a large recovery room, which was basically what mattered most to them. Kakarot immediately took her there and placed her on a cushioned bench so that she was sitting up and just below his eye height. The cut on her forehead was small and she had other scrapes all over her body, but nothing that would require her to use the regeneration tank, just a bandage would be enough.

Chichi watched quietly while Kakarot threw the scouter of both of them aside and picked up the supplies available in the room. She had never been there before, in his house, even though they had been training near there for a few days. When they finished their training, they went their separate ways. He had never been to her house either, although they had flown over there more than once.

"Let's take care of that bruise." he sounded sweet as he approached her and pushed her bangs to the side to look at the cut again, this time with his bare hands.

She shivered at the warm touch of his hand on her skin and felt her heart beat fast as his tail danced from side to side. Then he took a small piece of cloth soaked in a disinfectant liquid and wiped it across the wound, causing Chichi to involuntarily step back a few inches from the sudden cold contact with her skin.

"Does it hurt?"

"No, it's just... just a little cold." she murmured, and Kakarot nodded.

The two of them sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes while he rubbed that tissue over the wound and watched the features of Chichi's face. He didn't quite understand why he had the reaction to take her to his home to tend to such a simple wound, he knew Chichi was strong and that kind of cut was nothing, he knew that she had been in infinitely worse situations in her battles and missions, but he wanted to help her at that moment. He also didn't understand how she herself was allowing it in such a calm manner. It wasn't common for a sayan to do an action like that, usually they took care of their own injuries by themselves when simple, possibly a helping hand to get to a restoration tank when one was in a serious condition, since most of them didn't care much for others, even if they were their teammates, or even relatives, let alone a mere sparring partner determined by the army for only a few days. But maybe he felt compelled to do this because he had seen his mother caring for his father, himself and his brother so many times before, always in such a loving way... But, it was his family and, Chichi, well... Chichi was nothing more than a temporary training partner.

Yet there he was, taking care of her. Caring for the woman who had invaded his thoughts day and night from the moment he met her.

When he had finished cleaning the bruise, he ran the tissue over other parts of her face where there were other little dirties as his fingers also gently massaged Chichi's soft skin, until he reached her lips, which he outlined with the tissue and which opened when he ran his thumb over them.

He lifted his gaze from her lips to the intense black pearls that stared down at him and seemed to hypnotize them. His face was so close to hers that their breaths were colliding and he could feel her hot breath on his skin. Restlessly, her tail caressed the side of her leg. Aside from the scent that female exuded, it was striking and it stirred his senses. A mixture of bitter and sweet.

It was practically intoxicating.

He moved a few inches closer and Chichi wet her lips, but a notification whistled on Kakarot's scouter that eventually woke them up from that trance-like state.

The warrior huffed as he stepped back and said:

"It's ready. It was nothing major, just a superficial cut, it'll be better soon!"

Chichi sighed deeply and brought her hand to her forehead, feeling the line of the wound. That probably wouldn't leave a scar, but that wasn't what she was worried about at that moment...

"Great! Then I'm going home. See you tomorrow." she sounded direct and dry.

"Chichi..." he stammered, clumsy, but didn't know what else to say.

"Thank you, Kakarot!" she said, before taking the scouter and leaving his house.

"Fuck!" Kakarot grumbled and banged his fist on the counter.

He couldn't understand what was going on. Kakarot had never had a problem dealing with other females before. It had never been his priority, true, since he had always focused on battles and fighting, always focusing on getting stronger, but he had no problem relating to the opposite sex. Quite the contrary, though.

But with Chichi... With Chichi things were different, there was something about her that made him lose his senses, that made him act in a way opposite to what he was used to.

At first, he had thought it was just an admiration for the female being strong and imposing, but now it was clear that it went beyond that.

He was strongly attracted to her. He desired her, as he had never desired any other woman.

Unable to sleep, he rolled from side to side in bed. He was frustrated, restless, uncomfortable. Every time he closed his eyes, her image came irremediably to his mind, the memory of that almost kiss, her black pearls that stared intensely at him, her soft pink lips, her scent...

Kakarot took a deep, frustrated breath and decided to get up. He wanted to check the time, but couldn't find his scouter, that's when he realized that it had still been in the recovery room since that hour, because since Chichi had left so suddenly, he hadn't picked up the device and had even forgotten to check the message he had received.

He went to the recovery room to get it, but to his surprise, when he got to it, the device that was there was not his, but Chichi's. She must've picked up his by mistake before rushing out and probably hadn't noticed, since she barely used her own scouter.

Kakarot took the device in his right hand and watched it for a few seconds, and then pressed a button on the side that made the clock on the screen light up.

It was late.

But... What if Chichi needed it?

He frowned at this thought.

What if she was in need of the scouter? What if it had some urgent message for her from the army? Maybe it'd be better to return it, right? Maybe it was something so important that he couldn't wait until the next day to deliver it to her at their training time.

Decided to take the equipment back to her, Kakarot left the room and went straight to the door of the house. But when he opened it, another surprise.

"Chichi!" he looked at her, who had one arm raised and was ready to knock on his door.

The female swallowed dryly and froze for a second.

What'd she tell him she was doing there? Going to return his scouter that she had taken by mistake? Or going to get hers? Being that she knew he must have others in reserve at home, just as she herself had, like every good soldier in the sayan army?

What kind of lame excuse was that?

"Kakarot... I…"

They stared at each other silently for a few seconds that seemed like long minutes while their breaths seemed to lock inside their lungs until it became impossible to stay that way.

Both took a step forward and completely cut the short distance between their bodies, meeting in the middle of the way a longing and incandescent kiss.

Kakarot threw the scouter aside, as did Chichi, and pulled her close to him, taking her mouth with his as if it were the paradise itself.

And that's exactly how he was feeling at that moment, as his tongue danced with hers, his right hand caressed her face gently, and his left hand held her by the curve of her waist. His tail, which had created a life of its own, intertwined with hers in a strong knot, as if it would not let her go again, but her tail responded to the touch, proving that she was exactly where she was supposed to be.

Chichi melted into the strong arms of the sayan warrior who had so suddenly won her heart in the last month. Her fingers tangled in Kakarot's unruly hair and her teeth nibbled lightly on his lips. The taste of his mouth was incomparable, something so incredibly good that she felt addicted after having tasted it for only a few seconds.

He led her into the house and closed the door with the sole of his foot, then leaned Chichi against the door and pressed his body against hers. Their hungry kisses grew deeper and deeper, taking on more shape and more life, and the heat from their bodies increased, the desire consumed them!

The smell of her skin was so intoxicating that Kakarot wasn't satisfied with just the female's lips. His hands explored the sayan's sensual curves and his mouth moved to navigate Chichi's jaw and neck, who couldn't hold back a hoarse moan in response.

Kakarot smiled amidst a nibble he gave her neck. He was crazy about her, and she, it seemed, was just as crazy. He squeezed her tightly and rubbed his latent erection against her belly, to make her realize how much he wanted her, if she hadn't already noticed through the smell of his pheromones. He could already smell hers getting stronger, more citrusy.

She also began kissing him on the neck, while her hands groped the muscles of Kakarot's arms, shoulders and back. Her nails dug into his skin over the thin fabric that covered his body and looked as if it would tear at any moment. Her insides burned like hot coals with every touch and every time that male pressed her even harder against the door, making her lift one leg to feel that volume between his legs closer to her.

"I want you... Chichi... I want you so bad!" he admitted, whispering in her ear, as one of his hands gripped her thigh firmly. "I think I've wanted you since the day I met you!"

"Mmmm... Can you handle me, Kakarot?" she sounded provocative, and Kakarot smiled mischievously.

"I promise to go easy on you..."

He then took her by the lips again, stifling her laughter. His hands began to strip her of the garment that prevented him from feeling her fully, and Chichi didn't stay behind, undressing him as their mouths still met at every step. The clothes came off quickly as Kakarot guided her from the house's entrance to the bedroom and as soon as they got there, there were only their underwear covering them.

Kakarot was about to throw her on the bed, but Chichi was quicker – as usual – and threw him backwards onto the bed. She crawled over to him, kissing his legs and slowly climbing up. She moved past his pelvic region and pulled off his black boxers, releasing that huge cock that pulsed and drooled in front of her. The smell she inhaled drove her crazy. She widened her eyes a little and bit her lip, then sucked him deliciously, making Kakarot roll his eyes and roar with pleasure. She lingered there for a while, massaging his balls with her hands, then moved her kisses up again, running her tongue along the lines of his defined abdomen and stopped when she reached his mouth, which she kissed ravenously.

She stood up after kissing him and then let down her hair, which fell like a beautiful black waterfall. Kakarot watched fascinated by that wicked smile on her face and that lustful look that made him even hornier.

She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

It seemed that his mouth could not get enough of hers. He ran his hand through her hair and then to her forehead, where she had cut herself and which was already so subtle that could barely see the cut. He stroked her cheek and then pulled her into another insatiable kiss, and sat her on his lap, pressing her onto his hard cock. His hands and his tail massaged her entire body and ripped off the last remaining pieces of clothing, leaving her completely naked for him.

His mouth salivated at the sight of the hardened nipples in the female warrior's round, firm breasts, so much so that he couldn't help himself and sucked the right one while massaging the left. Chichi threw her head back in delight as her hands pulled at his unruly hair. Kakarot's mouth was warm, soft and tasty, and her skin burned as he moved down and kissed her, past her belly, until he came close to her intimacy.

He laid her down on the bed and spread Chichi's legs, kissing her on the inside of her thighs. Kakarot inhaled her strong bitter scent that was intoxicating him, then looked at her pussy and wet his lips, ready to taste her.

"Hmm so wet for me..." He murmured as he ran his fingers along her honeyed slit, and Chichi closed her eyes tightly, her restless, eager tail ricocheting from side to side.

Kakarot then proceeded to taste her with his mouth, sucking and licking that blinking pussy for him, lingering on every little bit. Chichi moaned and gasped softly as he penetrated her with his tongue, but she needed more, she wanted more. With her tail she went to her nub, but Kakarot wouldn't allow it and chased her away.

"No-no-no, don't touch it!"

"Kakarot...!" she sounded sly and needy and stared at him with a pleading look.

Kakarot smiled at her intimacy and sucked her slowly before answering: "I know you like to be in control of things, Chichi, but let me take care of you!"

"But I- aaaaannhh" she breathed heavily and moaned loudly as he sucked deliciously on her clit. "don't stop, don't stop, please! Oh! Yes!"

Chichi grabbed the bed sheet and arched her body, completely overcome by the pleasure of Kakarot's mouth. He then inserted her with two fingers while sucking her, further enhancing the excitement of the female warrior who began to moan shamelessly and called out his name when she finally reached her climax.

Kakarot was already at the point where he couldn't take it anymore and hearing her call his name in such a luxurious way drove him even more crazy. He then lay down on top of her, his cock nudging the female's entrance and his tail latching onto hers again.

"You're so hot, Chichi!" he whispered into her lips and Chichi shuddered. "I'm crazy about you!"

"Then fuck me!" she replied, staring defiantly at him, just as she had the first time they had met. "Fuck me hard! Show me what you got!"

"Oh, I will... Forget all that talk about taking it easy... I'll fuck you so hard and so good, you won't be able to practice tomorrow! And the next day..." Kakarot grunted and then buried his cock inside Chichi, who arched her body in response to the invasion. "And not even the day after..."

Chichi chuckled and bit her bottom lip.

"Don't underestimate me..."

"Never!"

Kakarot smiled and began to move, shoving slowly and torturously, feeling Chichi's walls contract with each deep and precise thrust. Her nails dug hard into his skin and scratched him in an absurdly delicious way that only made him want to go harder, faster and stronger.

She tilted her hips more and more to increase the friction of his movements and he gradually increased the speed. Their hips then began to move in an incredible synchrony. He kissed her madly, delighted with her moans, and tangled his fingers in her dark, sweaty hair.

"Mmmm Chichi..." he moaned in her ear. "What a delicioooous pussy!"

"Ahhnnnn Kakarot! Harder, yes! Soooo fucking goooood!"

And, answering her pleas, Kakarot knelt on the mattress and held her by the ass, fitting her into his pelvic region with her legs resting on his forearms and started fucking her hard, fast and precise, hitting Chichi's most sensitive spot at each thrust, making her roll her eyes.

"Kaka... Kaka... Ahhhnnn!" she screamed as she reached her second orgasm, digging her nails into the warrior's shoulders.

"Mmmmm, Cheech...!" he groaned, and with a few more deep strokes, he came.

Gasping for breath, they remained in that same position for a few more seconds, eyes closed and just listening to the sound of their synchronized heartbeats. When they opened their eyes, they smiled as their eyes were fixed on each other. Their tails still remained intertwined and refused to let go.

And that was amazing and frightening at the same time, it was as if they had found something that they could never let go, as if they completed each other in some way, not only physically, but emotionally as well. They both felt powerful, but vulnerable at the same time, and neither of them had ever felt that way with anyone before.

No one.

Kakarot then let her go gently, laying down beside her on the bed, and they both stared at the white ceiling of the room in silence. The warrior could never have imagined that he would enjoy having a sparring partner so much... Specially him, who had thought he'd never need anything or anyone, now was there, at the feet of this female sayan warrior.

He then turned to her and said: "Wow, that was… intense… We could change our training routine for this one… whadda ya say?"

"Are you telling me you're tired? Did I catch you with your guard down, by any chance?" she scoffed, and Kakarot giggled. "Don't think that you'll escape training with me..."

"I hope not..." he whispered as he brushed his lips lightly over her arm, already convinced that he could no longer stay away from that female. "Because I haven't even finished today..."

"I was counting on that!" said Chichi, and then took his lips again. It was clear to her that Kakarot now owns her heart.

The two of them curled up again in the sheets, completely surrendered to their feelings and their deepest sayan instincts, performing a new kind of double training that would only happen between the two of them from that night on.