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FireGodSlayer: Thanks, bro. Don't worry. That's a common misconception. Chan can be used for both girls and boys. Majima from Yakuza always endearingly refers to main character Kazuma Kiryu as "Kiryu-chan". Main character Ginji Amano also endearingly referred to fellow main character Ban Mido as "Ban-chan" in the series Getbackers so yeah.

Carried on a gentle current powered by a leisured breeze the S.S Fist of Justice headed to its first destination – wherever that was. Honestly, Goku was just currently smelling the roses and basking in the feel of essentially being the captain of his ever first vessel.

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Which is why it didn't take long for the novice of it all to wane. "Ahhhh!" Goku shielded a yawn with the palm of his hand, rubbing the sleep out of his eye as he lackadaisically stood behind the wheel, steering it with a single hand. It felt like he had been at it forever already now, but in reality they had only just set out from Commi Island. Nojiko had only just headed inside the interior a few minutes ago to find the captain's room to put her things in.

Why she wanted to sleep in the same bed as him he would never know, but hey, if she had night terrors Goku wasn't judging.

The sound of a door opening preceded Nojiko's presence on the deck, "Hey, Goku-chan!" The girl greeted brightly, making her way around to him, "How're you hanging in there?"

"It was fun at first but now it's just boring," Goku admitted.

Nojiko intertwined her slender arms around his beefy forearm, drawing circles on his bulging triceps, once more eliciting another confused frown from the ship's captain at her affectionate actions, "Aw, is my widdle baby bored already?"

"I'm not a baby."

"Never mind!~" Nojiko dismissed, smiling sweetly at Goku's vacant stare of adorable ignorance, "Hey, Goku-chan. Can I ask you something?"

Goku's blank expression filled with his trademark nonchalance as he turned back to the seemingly endless stretch of water ahead of him, "Sure."

"What made you decide you wanted to own a ship?" Nojiko pondered, "I mean, you can FLY, after all."

Goku gently removed himself from Nojiko's grip, drawing curious blinks from the girl who watched him leave the wheel and lean his back on the railing of his ship, arms crossed and head raised to stare off into space as he pondered his first lady's question over.

"Um, Goku-chan."

"Hm. That's a tough one," Goku admitted, lowering his head, expression scrunching in the exertion of trying to gather his words, "I guess I was bored," He eventually settled with, shrugging helplessly.

"Bored?" Nojiko probed.

Goku nodded, "Yeah. I used to go adventuring with my friends when I was a kid," Reminiscing of all his old Dragonball-searching days caused his heart to ache with a melancholy he did well to suppress, "I miss those days."

"Oh, Goku-chan..." Nojiko murmured in recognition of Goku's boredom, hands over her heart, 'He was lonely.' Her eyes watered. How tragic. A fun-loving, personable young man like him being in isolation. No wonder he aspired to form his own crew, all in the hopes of forming a new circle of friends to go adventuring with to shield himself from the cruel void of loneliness.

"I thought If I-." Goku continued, abruptly cut off by the rapidly approaching footsteps thudding off his ship's deck. He started, looking up in surprise in time to find the girl launching herself at him, snaking her arms tightly around his neck and burying her face into his neck, "…Nojiko?" He whispered blankly, the scent of Nojiko's perfume almost lulling him into a trance.

A brief silence settled over the two.

Eventually, Nojiko loosened her hold on Goku, slowly leaning from him slightly and smiling warmly at his vacant stare of total ignorance, "I get it," Nojiko reassured in a gentle whisper, borrowing some of Goku's limitless reserves to beam a brilliant sunny glow at him. "Let's form the best crew ever."

"Uh, okay," Goku said, watching his first lady remove herself from him entirely, 'What a weirdo.'

"We should probably pick up supplies if we're going to gather a big crew," Nojiko suggested, tapping her chin in thought, "Do you have any money?"

His brain reminded him of the beneficial nugget of riches he had required during to his first island visit. Reaching into his rear container, Goku removed the miniature pill-like device, drawing an inquisitive look of confusion from Nojiko. Said look froze over when the small device was thrown and erupted in a puff of smoke, dissipating to reveal a huge pile of treasure.

Nojiko turned back toward Goku without even so much as blinking, face entirely expressionless, "I'm not even going to ask how you managed to fit all that loot into that tiny thing," She stated, eliciting a sheepish laugh from the boy, "We're going shopping."

Goku's expression fell, "Shopping?"

"Yes, Shopping!" Nojiko clarified in comical determination, getting nose to nose with him. Goku backed up, hands raised to ward off her stubborn resolve with a bead of sweat running down his cheek, "Where's the next island?" Goku pointed in the general direction he felt the nearest myriad of energy signatures in, "Then that's where we're going next - Uh, wherever there is." She shook her head and sighed with a frown, "You really have to tell me how you do that."

A Warrior on the Unknown Seas

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Two Peas of the Same Ponds

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(Elsewhere on the East Blue Seas)

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By the some divine miracle Nami would be sure to offer gratitude to the holy Buddha, Luffy's crew had managed to reach their destination of Syrup Village despite not following a map. Although, they had been given directions by Orange Town's residents, anything could've happened out on the seas. A storm could've opened up and blown them off course.

On this occasion, nothing happened and the crew were able to arrive at their location safely before getting embroiled in another misadventure, coming out of it with a brand-new ship dubbed the Going Mary and a long-nosed sniper. The sling-shotting young man even turned out to be a spectacular artist, easily designing the crew's first ever jolly roger: a straw-hat wearing skull.

Now they were once more aimlessly drifting to their next adventure all in the hopes of acquiring another map to the Grand line; though as they were aiming for that another problem seared its ugly, or rather, hungry stomach.

"Ahhh…." Luffy moaned, chin anchored on the surface of his kitchen's table, tongue hanging out like a dying snake depressively crawling out of a hole, "Guys, I'm hungry."

"Tell me about it," Zoro said dryly, arms thrown back over his chair and one leg situated on the table to rock himself back gently on his chair's two legs, "We haven't eaten since we left Usopp's village."

"Namiiiiiiiii!" Luffy whined in trademark childlike petulance, "Can't you cook?"

"Don't look at me," The girl denied, sitting with her creamy, bare legs crossed from her captain and first mate reading a book in annoyance, "I've been travelling from Island to Island collecting Beil for Arlong for as long as I can remember. I never had to cook."

"Arlong?" Luffy perked up, lifting his chin off the table, "You mean that guy whose ass Goku kicked, right?"

Nami hummed, "That's right. I was saving up all the beli I could to buy my island."

"Why?" Luffy asked, finally sitting up fully to cross his arms and legs, head tilted in innocent curiosity. Zoro cracked an eye open in interest as well.

"He's had my island enslaved for as long as I can remember," She said, anchoring an elbow to grumpily rest a pouted cheek in the palm of her hand, though no sooner than did her annoyance manifest did it deflate with a warm giggle. She sat back up straight just as quickly, "Well, at least until a few days ago."

Luffy snickered, "Shishishi! It's a good thing we met Goku when we did, huh?"

"Yeah, no kidding," The tangerine-haired girl dryly agreed with a depressive sigh, "I wouldn't have joined the crew otherwise."

"Okay!" Luffy sprung up with newfound energy, standing tall on his chair, "The next thing we're doing is finding ourselves a cook."

"No way!" A terrified scream pierced the air, echoing voluminously throughout the Going Merry right before the crew's resident sniper came hurrying through the door, a distinctively long-nosed, tan-skinned young man dressed in dark chocolate brown overalls, matching brown boots and a green bandana covering his shoulder-length raven-coloured puffy-styled hair, "Guys, you gotta see this!" he insisted, fear bulging in his eyes as he frantically lifted the newspaper he had received from one of the mail pigeons to flash his new crewmates a similar face, "Someone just received a bounty worth fifty million Beil here in the East Blue!" A shade of fearful navy blue clad his tearful expression of absolute dread, "So, uh, right, I reckon we should avoid this guy. Not that I'm scared or anything! I'm a brave warrior of the sea!"

"NO WAY, GOKU!"

The reaction he received instead of the one he had been expecting mentally slugged him in the jaw.

"Huh?" He blinked, barely feeling his captain stretching out his elongated limbs to snatch the newspaper out of his grip to marvel at the image of the newly made infamous pirate, such was the shock numbing him.

"NO WAY, GOKU-SAN!" Even Zoro hastily snapped to attention at the sight of the bounty priced on Goku's deathly silent gaze.

"Shishishishishi! I knew there was a reason I liked him! He's so cool," Luffy gushed, smiling widely at Goku's captured stoic expression.

Zoro smirked, "Fifty million beil already, huh? Not bad, 'Bare Fisted Son Goku'."

A condensed steam of smoke blew from Luffy's nostrils like a steam-engine train running at maximum speed in motivated anticipation, "Man, I can't wait until I get my first bounty. It's gonna be wayyyyy higher than yours, Goku! Just you wait!"

Usopp looked back and forth between the two revelling over the newly formed wanted criminal in confusion before finally voicing his perplexity, "Wait. I'm confused. You know this guy?" He asked, folding his arms with a bead of awkward sweat tracing down his cheek.

"Uh-huh!" The ship's captain nodded.

"We met him a few hours before arriving at your village," Zoro explained.

"Oh? Well that explains why you guys are so excited about this," He heaved a massive sigh of relief, palm over his lulling heart. "So, he's not a bad guy?"

Luffy chuckled, "Nah, Goku's a good guy. He even headed to Nami's village to kick the ass of the guy who took over it." He said, Usopp gawking in awe. The straw hat clad young man looked over at his navigator still scrutinizing Goku's picture to hand the ball in her court, "Tell him, Nami!"

"That background," She murmured to herself inquisitively, finger and thumb caressing her chin.

Luffy's eyes fluttered curiously, one rubbery finger fiddling the top of his hat in befuddlement as he hovered back over Goku's poster, "Background?" He asked, noticing a huge pair of doors acting as his friend's backdrop, "Yeah. What about them?"

"You think they belong to Arlong?" Zoro specified perceptively.

Nami nodded in confirmation, bearing a smile so bright that even the sun would've been overshadowed in confidence, "I know it is," She said with a firmness she had never once in her life felt – a whole new level of belief, "Which means-."

Luffy bared the full force of his smug, self-congratulatory grin, "That Goku kicked that Arlong-guy's ass."

Nami giggled in amusement picturing the horrified disbelief painted all across her tormentor's face like graffiti as his false empire built upon enslaving the weak crumbled before his eyes, "I wish I could've been there to see the look on his face as Goku-san kicks his ass six ways to Sunday," She smirked deviously with a malevolence that just as quickly vanished as it came, melting in a serene glow of genuine contentment, "…Yeah, I bet it would've been great." She ended gently, turning toward the window to bathe in the sun's brilliant radiance. 'That was for you, Mom.' She mused, 'I really owe that guy a kiss next time I see him.'

Usopp stared at her in realization, "…Nami."

"Alright!" Luffy announced, "Next stop, to find us a chef!"

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(Elsewhere – Hours later – With Goku and Nojiko)

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Goku and Nojiko pulled up on the port of another small island housing very little villages. That seemed to be the running theme in the East Blue Seas. It was only a small part of a very large world with most of its islands being a great deal smaller than Bulma's hometown of West City back in Goku's world. It made for a fitting area for a "humble beginnings," story, though.

Nojiko was immensely keen to begin shopping right away, resembling a kid told she could pick out anything she wanted in a mail. She was virtually flew off the ship once Goku lowered the gangway, excitably bouncing in place like an energetic child waiting for her dad to lock up, "C'mon, Goku-chan!"

"Just a minute, Nojiko!" Goku hollered back, drawing an adorable pout from his first lady. He snickered warmly at her rare show of childlike annoyance. He couldn't say he blamed her. After being held prisoner on Commi Island for the past eight years, Nojiko was undoubtedly eager to splurge on new stuff for the first time in her young life. Money had always been an evasive source for Nojiko and her family stretching all the way back to her early adolesance as Goku saw in her memories.

He couldn't really blame her for wanting to live a little.

"Let's see," Goku mused, giving his ship a quick one over. The rail was rolled up and the anchor had been dropped specifically, "Yep. I'm done." He reeled back in the ship's gangway before leaping off the ship himself, landing by an pantomiming Nojiko tapping her foot and counting the seconds on a nonexistent watch, "Ready."

"Took you long enough." She teased.

Goku tucked an arm back behind his neck and loosed a laugh, "Sorry about that."

Nojiko graced him with a pleasant smile, leaning forward slightly with her arms temporarily folded behind her back, "Come on. Let's go," She insisted, curling her arms around his triceps, much to his awkward discomfort, "We got shopping to do." A twinkle in her eye, "Your treat, remember?"

"I know. I know."

The two walked away into the appropriately named Pancake Village, drifting further and further away from a silhouetted figure stationed atop a rooftop like a watching hawk. A sheet of paper rustled in his furred hand, left arm raising to look over its contents of its current target, "Uh. Didn't think I'd encounter the new hotshot on the block 'Bare-fisted Son Goku' just a day after he got his bounty. Must be my birthday or something."

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(Elsewhere in Pancake Village)

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Goku hated shopping.

No, he really, really hated shopping.

He didn't think anyone would understand just how much he hated shopping.

There was no thrill in just standing around obediently while Nojiko waltz in and out of the changing room, throwing dresses, skirts, shirts, lingerie and other such revealing clothing of that nature for some reason Goku was still trying to work out. Wouldn't she get cold wearing clothing which barely covered her? When he brought this to her attention, she remembered she hadn't tried on any winter clothes, which just meant more standing around and occasionally commenting on Nojiko's outfits when she came out to parade herself in front of him.

He figured feigning interest would be the fastest way to get out of his void of boredom when his honesty of not having a clue how well she looked only resulted in her trying on more outfits to supposedly gain his thumbs-up of approval.

"Ah." A glimmer of hope flashed behind Goku's comically despaired gaze when Nojiko's leisured exhale of contentment floated through the dressing room's barrier, shortly followed by the girl herself sporting her usual outfit of a beige sleeveless shirt, dark blue jeans and red high-heel shoes, "Now I'm done."

Goku awkwardly laughed, shoulders sagged and posture hunched over holding Nojiko's chosen choices.

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"Uhhhh. Thank you and come again." The cashier drawled out in a zombified manner, the spiky-headed customer unabashedly flicking a filled capsule up and down in the palm of his hand in blissful ignorance of the wide gawking eyes on them before sauntering toward the exit.

"Okay, you really have to tell me how you do that and if I can get one," Nojiko insisted, back to snuggling against Goku's muscled arm.

Goku chuckled, "My friend made 'em." He clarified, tucking it away back in his container, "They're the only ones I brought with me."

"I can believe that," She intoned dryly, sighing in the realization that she probably wouldn't ever get one of those ultra-convenient trinkets that could seemingly condense and store anything within them. She started when Goku stopped after getting outside, "Hey, Goku-ch-?" She ceased her question altogether once seeing the sobered expression forming on his face. Facing forward, she found what had caught his attention, "…Oh?"

Standing arms-crossed in front of them was a hulking tall entity of a species she had never encountered before: a buffed, humanoid chocolate brown furred monkey decked out in camouflaged combat pants with the ends tucked into thick, black army boots complemented by a sleeveless vest top displaying his enormous muscled arms and bare chest (the only part of him beside his face that wasn't furred) Speaking of his face, it was oddly human in appearance, wearing an expression of moody annoyance.

"Bare fisted Son Goku-san, is it?" The surly-faced monkey identified, tail absentmindedly swinging about.

"I am." Goku confirmed coolly, causing Nojiko to do a double take. Her crush didn't seem fazed in the slightest by the appearance of a random human-looking monkey identifying him outright. Was he used to encountering other species? She wasn't. Granted, she probably should have given that she had been around fishman for the worse part of her adolesance but she never would have imagined there would be another animal-based species out there in the world.

Little she did know Goku was accustomed to such humanoid-based entities and other such talking animals, to the point that he didn't even think of this monkey man as anything less or more than a human. In his world, there were three types of species, humans, animals and dinosaurs. Humanoid animals fell into human category and were considered just as human as anyone else and talking animals were just animals that talked.

So it came as no surprise that he considered this buff fellow just an everyday guy and treated him as such.

"And you are?"

"Uh, my name's s'not important." He declared in a baritone voice, eliciting a raised eyebrow from his prey, "Just call me Renji."

"Okay, Renji," Goku snarked, "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Kept me waiting, Goku-san." Renji said, making a tsking noise. "Been just standin' out here waitin' for you and your gal to finish your shit so I can take ya on all ready."

Goku blinked, "My… gal?" He repeated, looking down on a thoroughly embarrassed Nojiko bottling it up with a disguise of restrained calm, "You mean Nojiko?"

"Yeah." He clarified, looking at Goku funnily.

"Oh, Goku-chan…" Nojiko grumbled.

"So, what's in it for you?" Goku sobered, a smirk splitting his face in realization, "You want my bounty, right?"

"Just wanna fight ya." He said, catching Goku off guard.

"Huh?"

Okay," Nojiko butted in, withdrawing her arms from Goku's arms to impatiently cross her arms underneath her bosom, "Why?"

"It's the only reason I even became a bounty hunter, just to fight tough SOBs. like this guy," Renji explained, gesturing his head toward Goku. "I don't even care about the bounty. Only time I even turn other punks in is when they turn out to be weak piss-ants." He glowered darkly, "Fighting makes the world go around. The world would be a better place without pretenders to get in the way of our quest to find a real S.O.B to go mano-a-mano with."

"Huh?!" Nojiko's expression fell in bizarre confusion.

Renji didn't bother specifying what he meant about his rather whereabout explanation of his lust for battle. Instead, turning to Goku whose face had been enveloped in a smirk of realization, "Heh. I'm sure you get me. Right Goku-san? I can see it all over your face."

"Yeah, I get you," Goku assured, challengingly encircling his latest adversary, Renji doing the same to him until the two were standing across from each other in the middle of the street as though they were getting ready to initiate a old wild west showdown.

Renji sniggered, "I knew you would."

Nojiko glanced back and forth between the two in befuddlement before slumping in defeat, clamping her hand over her forehead in irritation, "Stupid boys and their stupid macho guy crap." She pierced her desired boyfriend with a hooded gaze, "You better win, Goku-chan."

"Hey, don't worry," He comforted, making a symbol of ok with his index and thumb toward the girl, "I got this." He finished, the warmth in his gaze flared in a wild glow of excitement when he looked back at Renji.

"We'll see about that."

"Yeah, I guess we will."

"Enough talk! Let's rock, Goku-san!" Renji charged forward with a bellowing war-cry, massive boots rapturing the very ground he stood on from the initial charge. He instantly materialized in front of the wild-haired boy in impressive speed, flying forward with the momentum to deliver a cannoning forward thrust Goku casually evaded with no further movement but a lean of the head.

A gentle breeze rocked Goku's hair to the side.

A returned blow far too quick for Renji to ever anticipate caught him dead centre in his stomach. He wheezed, vomiting saliva from his mouth as solid knuckles pushed into his midriff, "Bastard." He tenaciously fought back, catching Goku's off-guard with his quick reflexes and slamming into his nostrils with his head, throwing Goku's head back and disorienting him slightly.

It was enough of an opening that Renji took to deliver one of his signatures, setting himself in a low stance before rushing forward with a demand of, "Say your prays, bitches." One muscled arm ensnarled Goku's neck, followed by Renji catapulting his body forward to slam Goku into the ground in a clothesline manoeuvre, pancaking the earth. Another blow was hammered mercilessly into Goku's chest.

Nojiko gasped in horror, covering her mouth. She felt as though her heart had been gripped by a bear seeing her crush flattened into the earth with so much inhuman force the ground gave way, opening up a crater.

But she needn't have worried. This was her Goku-chan who had obliterated a tower with a blast that reasonably could've eclipsed an entire city considering it's immense height. No sooner did her heart fill with dread did it lull in peaceful relief when Goku nigh-instantaneously tucked his knees into his chest to flip up to his feet like a springboard, startling his adversary.

"Dayum!" Renji cringed, rising to his own feet and looking over the boy, "That didn't even faze you."

Goku snickered smugly, bouncing on his toes in anticipation before setting himself in a loose stance, "Alright. Now it's my turn." He moved, leaving a blur in the wake of his insane speed and Renji recoiled in panicked horror, hastily shaping his arms in an X.

The faintest of sensations of a subtle breeze tingled the monkey warrior, "Huh?" He wondered, an ethereal hologram-like version of his opponent rushing through him as though he was a ghost trying to take over his body, succeeding a devastating blow hammering into his midriff, cannoning him down the street in a twirl of wind carrying his roar of agony, "UGH!"

Nojiko cringed from the feint, "That was cruel, Goku-chan."

Goku flashed her a cheeky "V," getting an affectionate shake of the head from his first lady.

"We're not done yet!" Renji bellowed from down the street in determination, sobering Goku up. An angry monkey marched imposingly forward, swinging his massive, broad shoulders. For a brief second, he stopped, inhaling a gulf of breath. Pebbles and stones alike were magnetically pulled from the ground, drawn to his ankles and arms to form two pairs of thick dark-brown stoned gauntlets.

"What is that?" Nojiko breathed out.

"Must be one of those Devil Fruits," Goku theorized coolly.

Noijko looked at him, "Devil Fruits?"

"They're fruits that gives people weird abilities, but take away their ability to swim," Goku specified.

"Oh."

"That's right." Renji confirmed, threateningly knocking his arm-gauntlets together, "I ate the Rokku-Rokku (rock-rock) fruit and became a rock man." He flexed, arms raised and legs spread. "Let's go!" He inhaled, leaping in the air and cladding his entire body in a ball of rock, flattening the ground with a heavy thud, bowling toward Goku like a Golem.

Goku stepped out of the way of the initial charge with casual ease, feeling the immense breeze of the stone ball's acceleration blowing the edges of his hair to the side. In a display of impressive flexibility, Renji swivelled like a skilful driver sharply breaking and turning all in one fluent motion, exploding toward Goku again only for Goku to side step him again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

It all looked quite bizarre to Nojiko, a bowling ball-esque sphere attempting to plough over her beloved from all angles, leaving spider web-styled dust clouds all around the casually evading Goku, "Goku-chan was right. These Devil Fruit things are weird."

Goku's eyes caught sight of Renji's main weakness despite the intense pace he was continuously surging toward him with; his own face peeking out of his rock shell.

Goku initiated the next attack after another one of Renji's barrel rolls, blitzing forward in a burst of teleportation-styled speed, darting a frontal kick directly into his nostrils like hitting a bulleye with a football. The sheer force behind Goku's punt blasted him skyward, perfect setup for Goku to shoot up, even higher than the crushing sphere and volley-kicking Renji back down to earth in brutal fashion, rapturing the ground in an ear-splitting explosion.

"Yeah! Get him, Goku-chan!" Nojiko gushed, breasts jiggling as she bounced excitably on her toes watching the dust clouds swirling around Goku's downed opponent.

Goku landed on his feet in the style of a cat. "I guess we're finished bowling," He sassed. Renji had reverted back to his base Devil Fruit form of four rocky gauntlets on his wrists and legs.

The previous bowling ball exhaled in aggravation, shaking off the cobwebs and standing up, "Yeah, we're done, asshole," His gaze sharpened in resolve, preceding another rush, "I'll just have to kick your ass with my fists!"

Goku struck first, stretching and pressing two palms into his stomach. A jumping Booker T-styled scissor kick smashed into him with enough potency to turn the ground into a trampoline, bouncing him up. And yet, Goku still wasn't done with him. He rose once more, this time with a spin and launched his leg right into the airborne Renji, blasting him down the road again through the force of his jumping spin kick; Nojiko energetically cheering him on all the while.

Goku had to hand it to the warrior monkey. He was tenacious because even being shot down the street like a cannonball he still had enough adrenaline about him to instantly to rise like the undead, blood caking his face and body aching, and yet, he fought on, ghosting in front of a dismissive Goku with inhuman speed, "Argh!" He bellowed, swinging a gauntlet-clad wrist in a wild roundhouse haymaker, still not deterred in the least when Goku effortlessly evaded it. He swung again but this time Goku blocked it with one raised, strong arm, palming it aside to rinse-and-repeat the exact same process, effectively blocking and parrying Renji's swings in the style of wing-chun fu expert.

Upon realising he wasn't getting anywhere, Renji pulled back and charged him again, only for Goku to flip over his back using his chest as leverage before drilling an elbow in the back of his head, leaving him seeing stars in his gaze.

Renji groaned, slowly coming to. His opponent either had the courtesy or the arrogance to patiently wait until he snapped out of his disorientation, "Asshole." He said, engaging him with a flurry of wind-coated strikes, a testament to the sheer speed he was throwing his punches with. Goku ended up fabricating false clones of himself with the absolute pace he was using to dodge each of his blows, and went he struck himself, he struck hard, nailing Renji in the sternum with two buddha-esque palm strikes. This succeeded two more fistful blows in the same place, following two backfists to his right temple and cheek, ending with Goku delivering multiple forceful side kicks directly against Renji's head.

The lights were repeatedly flickering in Renji's eyes during the onslaught but he still persevered, blood splattering everywhere. He launched himself at Goku past his bombardment with his arm distinctively stretched for another clothesline but the same move didn't work twice on Goku. He jumped over him, ending his resistance with another elbow nailed into his neck.

Renji flopped lifelessly to the ground.

One stilled moment quickly became two, then three and four before Nojiko cautiously asked, "Is it over?" She moved to stand before her beloved, glancing down at the seemingly unconscious warrior laying face first on the ruined ground.

"Yeah, it's over. He won't be fighting again for a bit." Goku confirmed.

"I can't believe there's another species out there like the Fishman." Noijko said softly, squatting down to poke at Renji's fur.

Goku blinked, "Species?"

"Yeah," Nojiko shot him a dirty look, "He's obviously not human."

Goku dabbed his chin with an index finger, "He looked plenty human to me."

"Huh?!" A tired groan echoing from the downed body caused her to recoil, pulling her finger away as if she had been burned, "Wah!"

"Oh, you're awake." Goku acknowledged, facial expression having returned to its placid nonchalance.

"Yeah," He said, flipping over to sit leg-crossed on the devastated battlefield, one hand curling behind his neck to work out the kinks, "Man, that was fucking great."

"Uh. Getting your ass kicked is great?" Nojiko asked, wondering if her Goku had knocked a couple of screws loose in his head.

"Hell yeah! Nothing like getting your ass beat that motivates you to do better!" He blustered, thoroughly weirding Nojiko out.

"I… see?"

"But," He started, slowly and painstakingly standing to his feet despite feeling his bones cracking audibly, "We're done here."

Goku stared at him with wide, vacant eyes, "We are?"

"Some random civilian called the marine on us. They'll be here any minute now."

"The marine," Goku said, reminding himself of his very first and sour encounter with the marines when he chased away the corrupt rat-faced puppet who had been compromised by Arlong. His ugly, rat-like facial features really complemented his ratty personality. Goku seethed, sparks of annoyance flickering in his gaze.

Nojiko's ears perked up with the rapidly marching footsteps of a dozen people drawing closer with every step. She turned, eyes widening, "Goku-chan!"

Goku looked over to the direction she gestured toward with her finger, finding a sea of milky white quickly approaching them in an assembled formation. A myriad of nondescript soldiers all dressed in the same cloudy white collared shirts with navy blue scarf ties wrapped around their collars, midnight blue pants, black boots and caps with the distinctive symbol of "MARINE" emblazoned across the front. And they all wielded the same long, brown rifles.

"Bare Fisted Son Goku and Bodybuilder Bananas spotted!" One announced in a roaring voice.

"Bananas?" Goku wondered, looking over to the only other person who could have such a goofy name; his recent adversary who was grumbling to himself in irritation.

"I hate that damned name!" The now dubbed Bananas said, shooting the amused looking Goku and Nojiko a sharp look of warning, "Don't you dare laugh." Goku guffawed anyway, "Asshole."

Goku got it out of his system and turned to Nojiko, "C'mon Nojiko. Let's get outta here."

"Right!" She nodded firmly.

"FREEZE!"

They did the exact opposite, galloping in the other direction away from their pursuers, leaving a bloodied and bruised Bananas to limp helplessly at a snail's pace, "Shit. I'm too beat to run." He said, dropping to a knee as the marines closed in on him.

Goku noticed his predicament over his shoulder and stopped.

"Goku-chan?" Nojiko asked, stopping too.

"Go on without me, Nojiko. I'll catch up." Nojiko took note to what he was staring at and nodded, heading back toward their ship on her own.

"You're done now, Bananas!" One of the faceless marine stated.

Bananas laughed bitterly to himself, "Lets just get this over with." He started, spooked out of his mind when a tremendous gale of wind blown past him, carrying the current army of marine and their howling cries of apprehension in a whirlwind twister, "What the hell?" He managed to glimpse over his shoulder to see a Kanji-covered orange wall shielding his previously unprotected flank, "Goku-san?"

"Let's go!" Goku said, picking up Bananas by the scruff of his neck.

"Wait-. OW!"

Goku instantly caught up to Nojiko before scooping the surprised young woman up under his other arm and speeding away to the ship with all the speed of a rocket.

Goku - 19

Nojiko - 20

Bananas - 25

So, I played and finished Judgement couple of months back (fantastic game) and just decided to add Renji Honda as a buffed monkey. ^^ I thought that would be pretty funny and it is. If you've ever played Judgement you probably realised I was using Honda for the basis of Bananas's character and noticed some of Yagami's moves that Goku used on him. I'm probably going to use more moves from Judgement and other Yakuza titles, too, so yeah, look out for that. Oh, and if you haven't played any of the Yakuza titles or Judgement, seriously, what are you doing with your lives? Go play them now, they're sick. I would recommend starting on Judgement as it being a spin-off makes for the perfect game for newcomers to tip their toes into to see if it's their thing