Hello, how are you all doing? I'll admit, I might have been finished sooner. But, with a broken sleep schedule, it's kind of hard. I promise that I'll fix it.

Anyway, I hope you all liked the first chapter. I spent a lot of time perfecting and polishing it, even after I uploaded the damn thing. I also added some sentences to enhance it, so if you read it in its early stages, don't be surprised if you end up thinking "Wait, I don't remember this. Is this new?" Chances are, it is. I hope you all have fun reading the second chapter just as much.

Without any further ado, enjoy!


I Dream of Being Left the Hell Alone! (Or Maybe Not?)


Well, only an hour to go before the massacre starts. The predetermined time for when this event starts is noon. Now that the hour is almost upon us...it feels like it's taking forever! I just want to be done with this day and go to sleep! It sucks! Right now I'm lying down in one of Bulma's lounge chairs by the pool with my left paw behind my head and my right leg over my other. I'm throwing a small, red foam ball up in the air to myself and catching it to pass the time.

Throw, catch. Throw, catch. Throw, catch. I feel mind-numbingly bored. I would use a Cataclysmic Orb, which would add an air of excitement, no matter how small. That's out of the question, though, because I know Bulma or someone else would express their disapproval and or worry about that. Something I don't need today.

Bulma: "Hey, Lord beerus-"

Lord Beerus: "No," I immediately answered without bothering to look at her. She threw her hands up in exasperation and made a noise to match her obvious annoyance.

Bulma: "You don't even know what I was going to say!" I held onto the ball and looked at her through the corner of my eye.

Lord Beerus: "Fine. What were you going to say?"

Bulma: "Thank you. I can see that you're very bored, that much is obvious. So, I have a proposition for you that will pass the time and hopefully help with your boredom while also helping the party." I turned my head toward her and threw the ball wherever down on the ground.

Lord Beerus: "I'm listening." She smiled, evidently feeling pleased that I'm cooperating. For now, at least. This better be good.

Bulma: "That's great to hear!" she exclaimed excitedly. "Okay, I was thinking that maybe you could help set up the decorations! Doesn't that sound like a great idea?" Is she trying to convince me or herself? Either way, I'm not interested in the slightest. I stood up and looked at her carefully.

Lord Beerus: "Let's pretend I am interested. Why haven't the professionals done so already? Isn't that what they're being paid to do?" She smiled sheepishly.

Bulma: "I assumed that we had everything ready, so I sent all of the decorators on their way a few hours ago. As luck would have it, I just thought of some last-minute changes and touch-ups that I think will improve the party. I want to put up some more decorations, set up a few more and entertainment areas, and move some of the booths around into better spots."

Lord Beerus: "Is that so?" I disinterestedly replied, not caring in the slightest.

Bulma: "Yeah, and I know that it would be faster and more efficient if we all started setting things up ourselves." That sounds awful. I would much rather do just about anything else than set up decorations or whatever she wants me to do. I breathed out a sigh of annoyance.

Lord Beerus: "Why must you bother me with this?" I calmly asked but with a slightly annoyed undertone." I'm only one person and you have plenty of other people here you can force into manual labor." I waved her away in a shooing motion. "Drop this 'we' business and find someone else to pester." She placed her hands on her hips.

Bulma: "Come on. Don't you want this party to be successful? Don't you want this party to be the best it could be? Don't you want to make a good showing to the other Gods of Destruction and have them thinking 'Wow, this is amazing. Universe 7 sure knows how to throw a party.' Don't you want to impress them?"

Lord Beerus: "If you honestly believe I care what others think of me and my universe, you are a bigger fool than I thought."

Bulma: "Why are you being so stubborn? I'm just asking for your help! Are you so lazy that the thought of a little work is too much for you to bare?"

Lord Beerus: "I suggest you remember who it is you are speaking to," I reminded her in a low, threatening tone. My anger is very slowly building up. If she keeps this up, there is not going to be any celebration. The other Destroyers will arrive at a mass funeral instead. She took a small step back, looking a bit uncomfortable now.

Bulma: "R-Right...I will." I placed my paws behind my back and glanced over at the clock in the bar. Only fifty-five more minutes to go. I hate this so much. I looked back at her.

Lord Beerus: "Just go away, I'll have something to do when everyone gets here."

Bulma: "Fine. As long as you got the word out. You did, didn't you?" I groaned. Leave me alone!

Lord Beerus: "Yes, I invited everyone! I told them that a mortal I know wants to have a celebration and they're invited." She raised her right eyebrow.

Bulma: "And?"

Lord Beerus: "What? What else is there?"

Bulma: "Hm, 'What else is there?' That's a good question," Bulma sarcastically said while pointing with her right index finger up in the air. I hate it when people do that. They feel the need to make a point so desperately in what they want to say that they physically point at nothing. "Maybe you should have mentioned what universe it's going to be in? What time does it start at? What day does it begin in the first place? You know, things like that."

Lord Beerus: "To be fair, I wanted to leave most of the people as soon as possible! If you knew some of them, you'd understand!" She crossed her arms in front of her chest and adorned an irritated expression. Only a minute ago she was nervous. When did I lose so much credibility that beings can go from feeling fearful to feeling provoked?

Bulma: "You're saying that you deliberately left out a lot of details?" she accused.

Lord Beerus: "No, I'm not saying that I deliberately left out some details on purpose. I conveniently forgot the details." She moved a few inches closer to me and pointed to her face.

Bulma: "You see this face?"

Lord Beerus: "Yeah. You look pissed and unattractive. What's your point?" The smallest of growls escaped her throat.

Bulma: "The point is that I. Am. Not. Amused." She carefully enunciated and emphasized each word with a poke to my chest. That's cute, she thinks I care. What I do care about is the fact that she's not afraid to get in my face, let alone poke me, even though she knows who I am and what I can do. That annoys me. I won't dwell on it for now, but I will get my point across. I bent my knees so that I'm on the same level as her and pointed at my face, mimicking what she did just a few seconds ago.

Lord Beerus: "Do you see this face? This is the face of someone who does. Not. Care." I stopped pointing and clenched my paws into fists. "I barely want to be here. I didn't want to be invited to this party in the first place. All I really want is to not be bothered and not have to deal with anyone right now. Is that too much to ask?"

Bulma: "Um..." Throughout the duration of my little rant, Bulma's expression and posture softened and changed to the point where she now looks worried. "Well-"

Lord Beerus: "Is it?!" I demanded again, only this time much more loudly.

Bulma: "N-no! No! Not at all!" She's terrified now. As she should be. Any more and I really might destroy this infuriating planet.

Vegeta: "L-Lord Beerus!" I suddenly heard from behind me, "what's wrong?" I turned around. I feel so honored! The almighty Prince of all Saiyans has graced me with his presence and has shown concern for me! He gulped fearfully and backed away a few steps.

Lord Beerus: "I'll tell you what's wrong. Your wife is pissing me off! I don't want to be involved in this stupid party! Over the course of a few days, I have had the displeasure of meeting so many people I want nothing to do with! All for what? Something that will last only a few hours? It's not like you're going to make any bonds with these people!" I turned around and faced Bulma once more. "Oh, but that's not your actual goal, is it? All you're doing is trying to get on everyone's good side, just like you did with me and Whis!

Bulma: "That's not-"

Lord Beerus: "You are nothing but an opportunist!" I aggressively cut her off. "Why don't you all pretend to be friends with someone else and leave me the hell alone!" I screamed while sending out a small burst of energy from my body, pushing the onlookers back. I didn't even realize that I had drawn such a crowd I was so absorbed in speaking my thoughts. I breathed heavily and held my head with my right paw. Damn, now I have a headache. "I think I made my point," I said to no one in particular but loud enough for those who are picking themselves off of the ground to hear.

Still holding my head, I walked away toward...who knows and who cares? I desperately need a break from everyone. Hm? Oh, sanctuary! It comes in the form of a large tree surrounded by bushes. It's secluded and far away enough from everything so that I can have some time to myself while still being close enough to get back quickly. Without hesitation, I sheltered myself behind the plants and sat down with a sigh. This should be a good place to rest.

Whis: "My, my, that was quite the performance," I heard Whis say too cheerily to my right. Well, nevermind. It looks like I will continue to be tortured.

Lord Beerus: "You know very well I'm not in the mood, Whis. And when I said that I want to be left alone, I meant you, too."

Whis: "Of course, I simply had some important information I believe you would be interested in."

Lord Beerus: "Oh? What would that be?" I sarcastically asked while resting my cheek on my right paw and using my leg to support my elbow.

Whis: "I had a sneaking suspicion that you would 'Conveniently' leave out some details. So, after you made your visit to each God of Destruction, I made a call to their respective Angels and informed them of all the necessary information. The time, what universe it's going to be held in - if that wasn't obvious - the specific location...the planet." What?! I shot my head up in shock and stared at him with wide eyes.

Lord Beerus: "Did I really forget to say what planet it's going to be on?"

Whis: "Indeed, you did." With an intense feeling of defeat, I groaned and rested my forehead in my right paw. I even forgot that. Suddenly, Whis chuckled like a parent would at their child. Like he knows I did something wrong and he can't get mad at me because it's expected and I simply don't know any better. I hate it when he does that so much. "It's so amusing how forgetful you are at times, my lord." I picked my head up and sighed.

Lord Beerus: "Whatever. As long as everyone knows what they need to know, it will be fine. The crisis has been avert-" A rogue ball rolling up to my left foot has interrupted my sentence. It's the same ball I was throwing and catching. Weird. "Go away," I told the ball with a kick, sending it back from where it came from. "Where was I? Oh, right, the crisis has been averted. And when I told the ball to leave, I was also talking to you." He nodded in understanding.

Whis: "Of course. But before I leave, may I inquire about the planet you destroyed near your temple?" I wondered if he was going to ask about that at some point.

Lord Beerus: "You may not," I replied. He smiled.

Whis: "Very well. I will leave you be." With a bow and using his impressive speed, he left my sight immediately. Most likely to get food. Wait a second, I just realized something. If Whis was listening in to my argument the entire time, then why did he say nothing? Why didn't he stop us? Was he just enjoying the show? Most importantly, where does this ball keep coming from?! It just rolled in and hit me in the same spot! I picked it up with both paws and gave it a hard look.

Lord Beerus: "When I said 'Go away,' I meant it!" I threw the toy to my left and-oh! Look who's decided to rejoin the party! The ball has returned! I threw my paws up in a mix of both disbelief and frustration. I grabbed it, stood up, and threw it very, very hard. At the very least I threw it ten miles away. Let's see you return from that! But...I wonder. I'm going to test something. I turned around to face the tree, pretending to leave myself vulnerable. I swear, if Goku's the one who's trying to play a game of catch with me, there will be consequences.

Waiting...waiting...and even more waiting. Strange, or not so strange, nothing's happening. Maybe the person has lost interest? Or perhaps they finally got the message to leave me alone. Let's see, now. No one is too close to my location. Everyone seems to be keeping their distance. I don't hear anyone, either. I think that I'm finally safe from the round menace. I think...I think I just got with the damn ball in the back of my head as soon as I put my guard down! With a loud growl, I angrily picked up the ball and furiously tore it shreds! Good riddance, you little bastard! "Whoever kept on throwing that ball to me, I will murder-!" I stopped as soon as I turned around to face the perpetrator. Standing in front of me, with his paws raised in front of him and a surprised expression, is none other than Lord Liquiir. "Uh...you," I finished weakly.

Lord Liquiir: "Yikes!" he said in mock fear. "I didn't realize someone ate all of the pudding again," he joked. I hate that Whis blabbed about that. The amount of teasing I get is ridiculous. Wait, what's Liquiir doing here in the first place? Isn't he a little early?

Lord Beerus: "Liquiir, what are you doing here?" He smiled his usual smartass smile.

Lord Liquiir: "Maybe I hit you in the back of the head too hard, or maybe you're just getting old, but you invited me to this party." I'm kind of torn between smacking his head or smacking his head. I could always just smack his head. I'll just stick with what I usually do and roll my eyes.

Lord Beerus: "I know that. I meant 'Why are you here early?' You are here early, aren't you? Or did I completely lose track of time?"

Lord Liquiir: "No, I got here early. To be more specific, I'm forty-five minutes early."

Lord Beerus: "Really? Why that early?"

Lord Liquiir: "I just felt like it would be easier to get to know the people in your universe if I was the only other God of Destruction around." I nodded my head.

Lord Beerus: "That makes sense for you. You are a very social creature."

Lord Liquiir: "Yeah, but right now I'm more interested in what pissed you off so much." He gestured for me to follow him. "Walk with me. Talk with me." I sighed. I've been doing that a lot today.

Lord Beerus: "I don't want to walk and talk."

Lord Liquiir: "All right. In that case, sit with me. Spit with me." I gave him a strange look.

Lord Beerus: "I'll...I'll sit, but I won't spit."

Lord Liquiir: "Fair enough. Then let me dissect you like an insect." I blinked several times at him with a deadpan face.

Lord Beerus: "You're having too much with this."

Lord Liquiir: "Yes. Yes, I am. But seriously, tell me what's on your mind."

Lord Beerus: "I did a lot of that already."

Lord Liquiir: "Aw, come on," he urged me in an exaggerated child-like voice. "Tell me what's going on." He gently poked my forehead a couple of times. "In here." I shrugged.

Lord Beerus: "Okay, you won. I'll tell you." I sat down on the ground with my legs crossed and my back against the tree. He copied me and moved to my right.

Lord Liquiir: "So...what happened?" he kindly asked while looking at me worriedly. This is one of the great things about Liquiir. As much as he'll mess with you, he's still a great friend and he'll always lend you an ear and help you however he can, whether it's feedback or simply by being an outlet for your problems. I looked at him and answered him the only way I could.

Lord Beerus: "It's these damn mortals." He chuckled with a small smile.

Lord Liquiir: "Some can be a handful. Or 'Pawful,' in our case." He held up his paws for emphasis. I smiled at that.

Lord Beerus: "Yes, they definitely can be. Bulma, the blue-haired woman who's also Vegeta's wife, was trying to help me in her well-meaning but annoying way. As you know, I'm not looking forward to this event, and she gave me a solution that I wasn't interested in."

Lord Liquiir: "What was it?"

Lord Beerus: "She suggested that I help set up the decorations. Her thought process was that it would've helped the extreme boredom I was feeling at the time. After that, we got into an argument because I forgot to give out any details regarding this party."

Lord Liquiir: "Ha! I'm not surprised," Liquiir said with a laugh. "After you left my home a couple of days ago I thought 'Hold on, he didn't tell me anything about this party.' I was thinking about contacting you, but Korn told me that Whis told him everything we need to know."

Lord Beerus: "Yeah, that's what Whis told me." He nodded.

Lord Liquiir: "Anyway," he continued, "you really shouldn't be too hard on the mortals who know you. More often than not, they do what they do with your best interests in mind. Not only that, they did help you win the Tournament of Power."

Lord Beerus: "That's true," I agreed.

Lord Liquiir: "But, if you're ever having problems and you need help, just remember that I'm always here for you." He gave me a few pats on my back. "Okay?" I smiled.

Lord Beerus: "Okay, I appreciate it. The same goes for you." I patted his back...back.

Lord Liquiir: "Thanks." He suddenly stretched his arms and legs and soon after that he stood up. "You look and sound like you're feeling better. Better enough to talk to other people?" I looked forward at nothing in particular. I do feel a lot better after talking to him and I no longer feel like the smallest thing is going to make me explode. Even so, I still feel like I want to relax. Okay, I've decided. I looked at him once more and shook my head.

Lord Beerus: "No, thank you. I still want some time to myself." He nodded.

Lord Liquiir: "Okay, I won't force you, but I will wake you up once everyone gets here." Does he assume I'm going to take a nap? He does know me. He began walking away toward the others. "Talk to you later!" he called after me.

Lord Beerus: "Talk to you later," I called back. I lied down on the grass and placed my paws on my stomach. Well, he's right. Now's a good a time as any to sleep. I closed my eyes and let my mind go blank...


Ugh, damn it. I don't feel all that great. I'm practically awake at this point, but my eyes are closed and I don't feel like getting up. Did I not get enough sleep? Is that why I feel like garbage? That's most likely it. I don't usually sleep so little at a time. Hell, even thirty years isn't usually what I'd consider good sleep. A lot's been going on lately and I haven't had a chance to rest like I want to. Hm? Is someone calling me?

Whis: "Oh, Lord Beerus! It's time to wake up!" Whis said in a sing-song voice. As long as he doesn't actually start singing I'm fine. But why is he waking me up in the first place? I thought Liquiir was going to do that? He must be busy with something. He's not one of those people who say that they're going to do something for someone and then they don't do it at all. He's not one to be disrespectful like that and he knows how much I hate disrespectful people.

Lord Beerus: "Just five more minutes," I grumbled.

Whis: "Lord Beerus, Lord Liquiir is awaiting your company and you are being quite rude for making him wait." Speaking of. Hold on, what? Why's he waiting for me? Why didn't he wake me up himself? If I want answers, it looks like I'm going to have to get up. I yawned and stretched while slowly sitting up. I then opened my eyes and looked around...my bedroom? Huh? What's going on here? Why am I in my bedroom? I looked down at my bed and gave it a few pats. It feels real. Is this a dream? I looked over at Whis gently smiling. "Ah, would you look at that? I mention your friend's name and you get up almost immediately. Perhaps I should have him wake you up himself from now on!" he stated enthusiastically.

Lord Beerus: "Ignoring that," I mumbled to myself, "Whis, what am I doing here? What happened to Bulma's party?" My attendant's usual cheerful smile faded away into a look of confusion.

Whis: "'Bulma', my lord? I'm terribly sorry, but I am not aware of who that individual is." I furrowed my brow. I'm feeling very confused myself. Should I care, though? On the one paw, I don't get any delicious Earth food. On the other one, no more nagging! No more mortals pestering me at every turn, even if they do mean well. I can sleep without hearing those damn Saiyans train constantly! Best of all, it even sounds like I can hang out with Liquiir anytime I want. If this is a dream, which I almost don't want it to be, I don't want to wake up for a long time. I smiled at Whis and shrugged.

Lord Beerus: "Don't worry about it, it was probably just someone in a dream I had."

Whis: "I see. Well, as I've mentioned before, Lord-"

Lord Beerus: "Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. There's no need to keep reminding me." I quickly floated out of bed and started making my way toward Liquiir's energy signature.

Whis: "Ahem. Aren't you forgetting something?" So close to the door of my bedroom. Unlucky. I groaned and turned around.

Lord Beerus: "What is it now?" My assistant, who's now next to me, silently held up my usual attire. I looked down at myself and, surprise, surprise, I'm in my nighttime robes. I looked up at him and rolled my eyes. "Whis, you make it sound like I'm naked and I can assure you, it's fine. Liquiir won't care if I'm in my sleeping robes."

Whis: "If you insist."

Lord Beerus: "I do insist. Now, if you'll excuse me-oof!" I just smacked my face on the door! This is a dream! How?! I want to know, how!? I quickly whipped my head around to see Whis chuckling to himself behind his hand.

Whis: "Oh, dear. Don't get too excited, Lord Beerus," he advised through his laugh. I growled.

Lord Beerus: "You saw nothing! This never happened!" I quickly opened the door, making a conscious effort to keep my face away from it, and moved to the other side. "Now, if you'll excuse me." Stupid door. If I didn't have a guest who needs attending, I'd destroy it. I suppose that slamming it will have to do. I did just that and...ooh, cracks. Maybe that was a little too hard. No, it deserved that.

Okay, enough fooling around! I'm not going to waste any more time! I took a deep breath and searched out Liquiir's energy. He's outside near my fish pond and he's in a stationary position. He's waiting for me, just like Whis said. Godly speed, don't you dare fail me now! Without hesitation, I zoomed through my temple at blinding speeds. I passed through the halls, my dining room, and eventually, I made my way outside.

Floating a short distance up into the air, I looked to my right to see his Hexahedron nearby in a clearing, which means no Korn and most likely his visit is going to be relatively short. Not too far away, I spotted the Kitsunian himself, sitting cross-legged at the edge of the largest pond. Silently but swiftly, I made my way to and behind him. Overall, I got to him very quickly. It took about two seconds. I should probably learn Instant Transmission at some point so I don't have to move as much. On second thought, nevermind. I don't feel like putting in that kind of time. Besides, if it isn't broken, don't fix it. He stood up and turned around with a friendly smile.

Lord Liquiir: "Hey, Beerus! I was wondering if you'd ever show up. Oh, wow."

Lord Beerus: "What is it?" He gestured to my robe and laughed a little.

Lord Liquiir: "If I knew we were having a slumber party, I would have worn my pajamas." I looked down at myself and then back up at him.

Lord Beerus: "These are not 'pajamas', they are night robes. One is made for little kids, the other is made for adults." His smile only grew wider.

Lord Liquiir: "Okay, if you say so, but I think it qualifies!" Even though this is a dream, it's oddly comforting to know that Liquiir's still as playful as ever.

Lord Beerus: "Whatever, I'm not going to argue with you," I stated while shrugging.

Lord Liquiir: "So, does that mean that I win?" I pointed my right index finger at the Kitsunian.

Lord Beerus: "Don't push your luck." He just laughed, knowing completely well that I'm not going to do anything even if he does continue. After getting over his laughing fit, he gently moved my paw back down to my side.

Lord Liquiir: "I got it, message received. Let's just have fun. Not that this isn't fun." I sighed and rubbed the back of my head with my right paw.

Lord Beerus: "Yes, well, as enjoyable as it is to mess around, I'm not really in the mood right now. I feel weird. Out of place."

Lord Liquiir: "Really? How so?"

Lord Beerus: "Well...does the 'All-Universe Hide and Seek Tournament' mean anything to you?" With a thoughtful expression, he crossed his arms and cocked his head to the left.

Lord Liquiir: "No, I don't believe so. It does sound really fun, though."

Lord Beerus: "Yeah, I suppose." Assuming no one falls asleep.

Lord Liquiir: "Why do you ask?"

Lord Beerus: "No reason. It's just something random I thought of."

Lord Liquiir: "Ah, okay. In that case, do you want to just talk?" I shook my head.

Lord Beerus: "No, I want to do something more active." His usual smile returned.

Lord Liquiir: "Sounds good to me!" he exclaimed excitedly. After that, he patted my left shoulder. "What active activity do you feel like actively doing?" Heh. He sometimes does that, using every form of a word in a sentence. I might as well respond in kind.

Lord Beerus: "The active activity I feel like actively doing is...uh...I don't know," I said dumbly. After all of that buildup, that was my final answer. I'm so fun. If anything, that just proves I just shouldn't try to out-fun Liquiir. It can't be done. "I'm not going to lie, there's not much to do here." He nodded in agreement.

Lord Liquiir: "Normally, I'd make a joke about that, but you are making it too easy."

Lord Beerus: "Of course I am," I responded sarcastically. "What do you feel like doing?"

Lord Liquiir: "I don't know. What do I feel like doing?" Crossing his arms, he wordlessly walked past me and toward my lake. He's deep in thought, so I won't interrupt him. Instead, I'll just follow close behind him. Once we were about ten feet away from the body of water, which was only a relatively short and leisure walk from the pond, we stopped. Ah! One of his large tails smacked me in the face as soon as he turned around to face me. I know that's something he'd do, but why does my dream have to be this accurate? Whatever, I'll just ignore it. "Maybe we could go for a swim or go fishing."

Lord Beerus: "No, I don't feel like doing-ah!" Another smack in the face! I spat out strands of his fur from my mouth and this cheeky bastard over here is pretending that nothing is out of the ordinary! Fine. If this is the game you want to play, I'm going to win. He's facing the forest now and I assume that when he turns around he's going to smack me again. That's when I get him!

Lord Liquiir: "Okay, then. Maybe we could go hiking?"

Lord Beerus: "I don't feel like doing that-ha! I got you this time!" I knew it! He tried to slap me again, but I was ready and I grabbed his tail with both paws. He looked surprised for a moment, but it quickly evolved into the kind of smile someone has when they know they've won.

Lord Liquiir: "Ha, yourself! You forget that I have two more tails where that came from!" Almost immediately his other tails came to his aid and began their playful assault. Although I'm outnumbered, I refuse to lose! Away with you! You too! Begone! I'm fending off the furry appendages the best I can, but now he's starting to get more into it. He suddenly grabbed me by the wrists and wrestled me to the ground.

Wait, holy shit! Are we actually play wrestling? Yeah, we are! I haven't done this since I was a kid and even then I never liked it. Oddly enough, I'm having fun. I guess that's to be expected when you're not being crushed. We're constantly trying to gain dominance, but we're only succeeding in rolling around in the grass. Even when one of us rolls on top of the other, it never stays that way for long.

Okay, it's time to win! Using just a little more of my strength I rolled on top of him and pinned his wrists above his head. He tried to break free - not really - and gave up almost as soon as he started. We both breathlessly smiled at each other...and because the entire situation is so ridiculous, we then started to laugh through our heavy breathing.

Our game was short, but it's definitely what I needed to feel better about today. I feel happy. I feel relaxed. I...I'm just now noticing how intimate the position that we're in really is. He's noticed it, too, and needless to say, our laughter has also been cut short. Merely thinking about our proximity is making me blush.

My legs are entangled in his while my body is a mere inch above his own. Again, I refer to that eons-old adage, holy shit. I've never been so physically close to him before. Well, technically, we have hugged on occasion, but we were never this cozy with one another.

My face is so near to his I can see his fur gently move as a result of my breath and I can feel his own. His expression itself has so many emotions behind it, all of which I must be showing. Confusion. Surprise. The one that reigns supreme is...genuine affection. For fuck's sake, he's even purring! It's extremely quiet, almost nonexistent, but I can still hear the telltale vibration.

Not only that, but I can also feel his multitude of tails still moving around as if on instinct. Two are simply wagging ever so slowly and continuously brushing up against my legs and tail, respectively. They're also slightly moving my night robe around, making me feel very self-conscious. That's incredibly ironic considering my usual outfit leaves me even more exposed, but I think it's the act of him, another person, moving it around and exposing my body to the air that's making me feel bashful and honestly vulnerable. Even if it's merely by accident on his part.

That being said, his third tail is resting on my back and a quarter of it has gently wrapped around the back of my neck like an impossibly soft pillow brace. I gulped nervously. I wonder if he can hear or feel my rapid heartbeat?

Lord Beerus: "Um...Liquiir?" I asked shyly.

Lord Liquiir: "Yes?" he responded just as quietly. I want to ask him if it's okay being in this situation. However, I can't, because my mouth has gone dry. Not only that...my eyes are...getting heavy. I'm feeling so tired all of a sudden. Does this mean that...the dream is ending? Without warning my head collapsed into the crook of Liquiir's neck and my eyes shut. "Beerus? What's wrong? Beerus, wake up. Beerus?" His voice sounds so distant, yet so close...


"Cliffhanger" and "Time management" are the phrases of the day. Originally, this was to be one huge chapter. It was supposed to be the entire party, but I thought that stopping at this rather interesting dream would be better. It would have taken me forever to get the second chapter out otherwise.

As always, I hope you all enjoyed! Until the next chapter, D.F.T.B.A. (Don't Forget To Be Awesome!) Have an awesome day!