Birdsong filled the air, filling the land with its harmonious symphony. Cherry blossom petals fluttered through the air, spiraling in the direction of the wind or drifting lazily into untidy heaps on the rocks. Sunlight spilled over the mountains as it finally peaked over the horizon, bringing warmth into the frigid morning temperatures.

Caulifla stretched her limbs in preparation for what was sure to be a though workout. Nearby, Goku was doing something similar; leg stretches. He turned his head.

"You know, I honestly wasn't expecting you to get up so early," he admitted, grinning sheepishly.

"I told you I would and I did," Caulifla said simply, tightening the belt around her gi. Chi Chi's waistline was slightly wider and every once in a while she had to give the belt a good tug lest the entire top half fall off her upper body. There was no undershirt to go with the outfit. "You shouldn't have doubted me, Goku."

When he didn't reply she got confused, swiveling her head to look at him. Goku was dozing off slightly in the middle of a leg stretch. She bared her teeth at him. Did he think she was some kind of joke? She stormed over to him and hit him upside the head. "Hey! Wake up doofus!" He yawned, blinking blearily. Caulifla growled and placed her foot on the side of his head and kicking. "Get up!"

"Okay, okay, I'm up!" cried Goku, rubbing his cheek and mock glaring at his new trainee. His mouth opened in another yawn. "Sorry about that..."

Caulifla gave him a questioning look. "Rough night?"

"More so than you could ever imagine," he said plainly, his eyes glassing over with a rheum as he recalled all the things he had thought of last night.

Caulifla squatted down so that she could talk to him face to face on the same level. "Does it have anything to do with Chi Chi?" His silence gave her the answer. "Forget about her, Goku. Just for a few hours so we can actually train." She crossed her arms, sending him a stern gaze.

"Yeah, you're right," said Goku, getting up. His eyes gleamed as he was reminded of the unspoken promise of a fight with such a strong opponent. "Let's get started!"

Caulifla smirked. "Now you're speaking my language."

They had started with training Caulifla in super saiyan three first. There wasn't much to do - just some light sparring and then Caulifla would try to stay in that form for the rest of the morning to try and get used to it. In the afternoon, they would spar again, this time harder and fiercer. The designated time-frame was fast approaching and, after finishing a huge lunch, Goku was teaching Caulifla new techniques. The girl had shown great talent for mimicry and Goku was practically shoving more techniques down her throat every time she perfected one.

"Kienzan?" repeated Caulifla. "And Kuririn invented it? Doesn't seem all that promising to me if it was made by a human."

"The kamehameha was made by Kamesenin and he's a human," Goku pointed out, knowing that Caulifla had experienced the destructiveness of the wave first hand. "Don't knock it till you try it, Cauli. The kienzan's a very powerful move, especially since it can cut through just about anything."

That definitely piqued her interest. "Alright, I'm officially intrigued. Shoot."

"I'm no expert at this..." Goku said, lifting his arm up and flattening his palm against the sky. "But here goes nothing. KIENZAN!" A yellow disc appeared above his hand, spinning dangerously. "HAH!" He threw it into a small neighboring mountain, one that he knew was unoccupied by any lifeforms. At first, it looked like nothing had happened but then, to Caulifla's amazement, the apex of the mountain disconnected from the gigantic stone formation and slid down the side.

"Whoa..." She quickly regained her composure, feeling a little foolish having dismissed the attack earlier. "That's rather impressive. I want to meet this Kuririn sometime."

"I'll take you to meet the gang someday," Goku promised.

Caulifla nodded and repeated Goku's movements. "KIENZAN!" A purple disc with visibly sharpened edges resembling Goku's yellow one formed above her palm. "Hehe... how's that? The new and improved kienzan!" She threw it at the same mountain, cutting through it like butter. "What do you think?"

"It's certainly more dangerous," Goku noted, also noticing how it resembled Freeza's Death Saucer. "Have you ever trained under Frost?"

The question seemed to send the girl into shock. But she soon recovered, blinking once, then twice. "How did you guess?" She brushed a cherry blossom petal off her shoulder, the petal hovering past her long, golden hair and landing on the ground.

"Your attack," he told her. "It reminded me of another attack belonging to Freeza, Frost's counterpart in Universe 7. Man, you're like another Vegeta, aren't ya?"

"Eh? The saiyan with the big forehead? How?"

"Nevermind. That's a story for another time. Let's take a break; I want to hear how you ended training with Frost."

Caulifla lowered her body and crossed her legs. "Take a seat then. And do not go repeating this anyone. Not Vegeta, not Chi Chi, not Kuririn - no one. What I'm about to tell you is strictly confidential."

Goku scratched his head. "If it's that personal you don't have to tell me."

"You're right. But..." She heaved a sigh. "I want to. You're my mentor now. I need to learn how to trust you and this is the first step." Her gaze flattened into a glare. "I'm not going to spill secrets left and right though! So don't expect me to do anything of the sort. Everytime I feel like we've reached an understanding, I'll let you know by telling you more about me."

Goku nodded, sitting down across from her and leaning forward like an eager child. Caulifla smirked slightly at his antics, the action disguising her uncertainty, something that Goku saw right through. "Well, it starts like this..."

Caulifla panted hard, blood seeping from a wound on her forehead and dripping into her eyes, making her vision glaze over in crimson. At least two of her ribs were broken, one of them prodding at a lung, dangerously close to puncturing the delicate respiratory organ. Her kneecaps were shattered but she was forced to kneel before her perpetrator anyway. She glared up at his face, the blood smudging her perception of him.

"Oh?" the Arcorsian chuckled, his tail sweeping beside him and curling up in delight. "Still conscious after all that?" His face neared her, his eyes gleaming with sadistic delight. "This is a side of me I do not get to show very often..." His lip curved in distaste. "But unfortunately for you I absolutely despise thieving rats." His tail flashed and Caulifla received a stinging laceration on her cheek. "Just why were you stealing from my men, rat?"

Caulifla spat in his face, making him recoil and snarl furiously at her. He grabbed her head and slammed her into the ground, breaking her nose and traumatizing her lips. Caulifla opened her mouth to sneer at him, her teeth coated with her own blood.

"You miserable monkey!" the Arcorsian howled, tossing her into the wall of the alleyway. Caulifla had to sneer at his pathetic attempt at an insult. The saiyan hadn't been called anything ape related for years, ever since the genetic coding for their tails mysteriously died out, leaving the current generation of saiyans without an extra appendage. "I'm going to kill you," the reptilian creature told her plainly. "Welcome to the end of your life. And I promise it's going to hurt."

Wow, that's a pretty good one, Caulifla noted. If I somehow make it I'll be sure to use it next time. She smiled weakly. I'm sorry Renso. I never should have ventured into the city for food. Looks like you'll have to be fishing by yourself from now on. Heh, if I had only listened to you, big bro...

The Arcorsian kneed her in the gut, getting her solar plexus. She bit her lip to stop herself from crying out. Pain raced through her body as she was roughly turned around by her attacker. He put his foot on her spine and she felt her backbone slowly succumb under the immense pressure. The pain was absolutely unbearable! Caulifla chewed through her lip, screaming in agony, blood bubbling at her back of her throat. Renso...! RENSO! RENSO HELP ME! HELP ME PLEASE, BROTHER! I DON'T WANT TO DIE! Fear coursed through her body and any sense of pride she might have had disappeared in place of self-preservation.

"Stop."

The Arcorsian turned around, ready to attack. "You dare -!" He cut himself off, recognizing the speaker. "Why?"

A woman with skin white as moon and hair as black as midnight strode forward, placing a soothing hand on his shoulder. Her red eyes flashed in the darkness. "It'd be such a waste," she said airily. "And, deep down, I think you know that too, Frost."

Frost scowled at her, ready to object, but she continued before he could.

"I've been probing through her mind." Her lip curled upward in the cruelest smile Caulifla had ever seen. "My, my, dear, it was certainly interesting to see such a proud individual begging to be saved."

Caulifla trembled, her greatest humiliation about to be exposed by this... this albino bitch! Death would have been the kinder option for her.

"Renso, eh? From what I've seen he's quite the looker. It'd be a shame if something were to happen to him, no?"

Frost was looking confused. "What are you getting at, Kafara?"

The woman locked her blood-red eyes with his own. An understanding seemed to pass through them, no doubt the work of some powerful psychic abilities. Frost chuckled darkly, rubbing his chin in thought. "Yes, yes... I see now, Kafara. You've done well, Lieutenant."

Kafara bowed in a dramatic manner. "I live to serve."

"... Just accept the compliment, dear." Frost's attention turned back to Caulifla. "It seems like you will be spared today. But you know what that means, don't you?"

Caulifla's blood chilled.

Frost laughed wickedly, having elicited the desired reaction from her. "Yes. You monkeys are beings that follow a Warrior's Honor, are you not? Yes, you now owe me a life debt for sparing you. And I know just how you can pay it back."

"And that's all," Caulifla said plainly, drawing circles on the floor with a finger. She had bared the pain of her past to Goku without so much as batting an eyelash.

Goku suddenly realized that this female saiyan before him was more like Vegeta than he had first thought. The two were reflections of each other - two beings of twin universes destined to serve a cruel dictator at some point in their lives. Goku was glad that she was now free of his clutches. He recalled her calling Frost a weakling before - she must have surpassed him long ago then. But how had she done so without going super saiyan? She had only learned of its existence just hours before the Tournament of Power started.

"That's all?" Goku parroted, pushing his thoughts aside. "What about the rest? It can't just end there. That's a horrible ending!"

Caulifla stared at him. "Did you expect a happy one?"

"Well, yeah. You're free of him now, aren't you? And I suspect you have been for a long time."

"You're right about that. I was only a teenager when that happened." She laid down on her back, looking up at the blue afternoon sky. Things were silent when she said, "It's not the end. I just decided to stop it there. I'll tell you the rest next time."

"Fine. I noticed your power's stable too, by the way."

Caulifla got up, staring at her hands, which were crackling with energy. "Huh. Nice. Does that mean I have full control of the form now? And it won't be so energy draining?"

"That's right. Wow, Cauli, you really are a prodigy," Goku praised, giving her a smile. "It took me weeks to master super saiyan three."

Caulifla shrugged nonchalantly but she couldn't hide her growing smirk. "What can I say? We're prodigies, you and I," she floated into the air, "but it seems that Universe 6 has a foot over Universe 7." Her eyes lit up when she realized something. "Does that mean I can start training to reach blue now?!" She stared up at her mentor with wide onyx eyes.

Goku suddenly found himself tongue-tied at her sparkling irises but quickly recovered. "Soon. But not today. We're gonna test out that super saiyan three power." He powered up into his own super saiyan three form, his eyebrows disappearing and his hair elongating. He popped his neck to loosen his muscles. "You ready?"

"Hell yes!"

The two leaped at each other, slamming their forearms together in a deadlock.

So much power! Caulifla screamed in her head. The feeling of strength surging through her body was almost orgasmic. She was delighted when she managed to land a strong punch on Goku's face. She expected her emotions to go completely wild but instead she remained calm. It was like her mind was in a totally peaceful state. Her eyes were able to follow his every move, allowing her block and attack as much as she pleased. Feeling bolder, she kicked him into a mountain. The mountain crumbled on impact but Goku resurfaced immediately, taking Caulifla by surprise.

Caulifla suddenly found herself on the defensive, her arms and legs stinging with each blow she managed to block - her mentor was letting out more of his power now. The confidence was slowly slipping away when she realized that Goku was still marginally stronger than her, having trained for longer as a super saiyan three.

The power difference was Caulifla's eventual downfall. She found herself bruised and lying on the ground where Goku managed to pin her. He smirked at her. "Gotcha."

Caulifla growled, pushing against his chest to try and get him to get the hell off. "I thought we were supposed to be sparring. Get off me!"

"Nuh. I won and you lost. Don't let the power get to your head. I'm still stronger."

"I can see that, stupid!" With a grunt she flipped him off her, springing up. "Come at me. I dare you!"

Goku took her up on the offer and, once again, the two exchanged blows, becoming nothing more than blurs in the air to the human eye. One of Goku's clawed punches ripped through the strap of Caulifla's borrowed gi but she was far too focused on the fight to even notice. This fight was hers. She had to believe it. The pair had just nailed uppercuts on their opponents and were both clutching their jaws in pain when they felt a familiar chi approaching. A white starburst appeared in the distance.

"Dad!" Goten called from the sky. In one arm he held a picnic basket and in the other he held Pan, who seemed totally unaffected by the high speeds. "Hey Dad! Mom asked me to bring you a snack!" As he landed, he dropped the picnic basket, pointed at Caulifla and squeaked in terror. "Ahh!"

Caulifla raised an eyebrow. "What? Is there something on my face?"

"Nooo!" cried Goten. "Your boobies are nakey!"

"EEHH?!" She looked down at herself, mortified to see that the child was right. Most of the gi had teared off during the fight, leaving little to imagination. "ACK!" Fucking flimsy material! She covered herself, blushing furiously.

Goku quickly turned away, but he had already gotten an eyeful of her creamy breasts - each topped with a lovely, rosy pink nipple. Don't think about it! Don't think about it! Gotta ask Chi Chi to make a new gi out of stronger stuff next time!

"I'm going," Caulifla declared, her face red. "I need to change out of these rags. We'll continue our training tomorrow." Without waiting for an answer, she jetted into off into the sky. How could I not have noticed?! How embarrassing... What if he never wants to train me again? She knew Goku wasn't like that; he had already invested his time training her and such a simple mistake wouldn't get the better of him. Fuck... just fuck.

"Sew her a new outfit?" Chi Chi asked, blinking up at Goku. "How come?"

"Please... just do it Chi Chi," Goku groaned, covering his eyes as if the gesture could somehow removed what he had seen earlier that day.

Chi Chi frowned. "Fine. But don't complain if dinner comes late! Sewing is a delicate thing you know." She sighed. "If only there were more girls in our family. Maybe we should have had more children."

Goku didn't know why but the idea of having any more offspring with Chi Chi did not appeal to him. "Maybe," he said cautiously. "But I think it's too late for that." Oh... that was the wrong thing to say. He winced at how it had sounded.

Chi Chi glared at him furiously. "WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!" She threw her hands up in the air and stormed upstairs. "UGH! Forget it! Go to the tailor's in the morning if you want Caulifla's new gi done! Why did I marry a total buffoon again?" she muttered.

Dammit! Goku cursed in his head. Why am I suddenly making Chi Chi sad and angry? I should apologize to her as soon as she cools down. I really messed up big time.

Cabba gasped in horror as he stared at his impending doom, Kale looking just as petrified.

Cabba took a step back fearfully. No... why did I let it get this far? I'm such a fool!

A/N: That, ladies and gentlemen and those of nonspecific gender, concludes chapter 6. What kind of trouble have Cabba and Kale run into now that's stopped them from completing their mission objective? We also got a glimpse of Caulifla's past (and her assets...) The flashback might seem a little random but it'll tie together once we have all the pieces. Who is Kafara? Does she have something to do with Renso and Caulifla's strained relationship? And what about those dead bodies in the bed that Caulifla slept with?

Many questions... the first one (Kale and Cabba's trouble) will be answered next chapter. Be warned - it's not what you would expect!

MLPStevenUniverseLPS: Thanks for pointing out that mistake. It's been fixed.

Meazm: Yep, it's side Kale/Cabba confirmed.