Hold the Phone!
Goku has a Sister!?
2
She yelled as her back smashed the floor, bits of white mortar flying, dust shooting up, making her cough. She groaned, sitting up on her side, propping herself up on one arm, before rolling to her knees. She breathed deeply. Slowly standing, she gasped again, her breath coming heavy as she raised her head. Her brother, Goku, stood far above her, arms crossed, gazing down at her. He had a frown on his face. After a moment, he slowly descended.
"Don't you think that's about enough, Kenya?" Goku looked at her with concern. Her breathing was erratic, white dust covering her hair, her training outfit was in shambles.
"No!" she growled, powering up again. Goku sighed. She has the saiyan stubbornness, I'll give her that!
He studied her for a few more minutes, then slowly nodded. He lowered his arms, fists clenched, waiting for her to make the first move. She blasted off the floor, coming at him faster than he thought she would. Goku gasped as her fist connected with his stomach. He quickly went on the defense, blocking her suddenly lightening quick reflexes. Momentarily surprised, he looked at her over his crossed arms, a gentle smile appearing on his face.
"What!" she growled through clenched teeth, her fist making a smacking sound as it connected with his. Goku smirked.
"I'm proud of you," he stated quietly. She paused, her eyes widening. That's all the opening he needed. He swung.
Goku watched her smack the ground again. He could hear her shout of frustration from where he stood. He slowly lowered to the ground, watching her struggle to her feet. The muscles in her stomach contracted as she breathed heavily. Kenya's fists clenched, her muscles twitching.
"That's enough," Goku stated quietly. Before she could say anything, he threw an arm around her shoulders, leading her back towards their living quarters.
"It's time to eat!" he stated, "And you need a new outfit!" He looked down at her.
Kenya looked down at her orange training outfit, her face slightly reddening. "You're right," she said softly. "Hopefully there's more extra large in the closet."
Goku looked down at his sister in surprise. The outfit she currently had on hung on her, the excess material loose around her frame. He could tell she had lost weight, her muscles clearly defined underneath her skin. Her flat stomach showed from the tear across the lower half of her shirt.
"You don't need an extra large, sis!"
She looked at him in surprise, her cheeks reddening even more a moment later. "What?" she whispered. "You...think I might need...a bigger size!?" Her voice was quiet. She avoided his gaze, walking quicker to get away from him.
Goku's mouth opened. He ran to catch up. "What are you talking about Kenya? You don't need a bigger size! You need a smaller one!"
He watched her turn confused eyes on him. "Goku, I haven't lost that much weight!" She watched her brother's brows raise.
"You're kidding me, right!?" He stated loudly.
She fidgeted, looking at the ground. "I can tell I've lost a little. My stomach's not as big, but other than that..." she shrugged.
She really hasn't noticed how fit she's gotten! Goku slung an arm around her shoulders again. "Well!," he said, smiling. "Let's get something to eat! Then rest!"
He watched her, minutes later, pick at her food, taking little bites of what was on her plate. Which wasn't much! It wouldn't even feed his wife! Goku cleared his throat. He watched Kenya lift questioning eyes towards him.
"What!?" she asked, seeing him study her. He pointed to her plate.
"Is that all you're going to eat!?" Goku asked, looking at her plate in disbelief.
Her cheeks reddened. "Well," she began, her gaze sliding away. "I don't want to gain the weight I've lost." she stated softly, taking another timid bite.
Goku scoffed, loudly! "You're going to need more than that if you're gonna train with me!" He stood up, dumping another two drumsticks on her plate, along with a whole bowl of rice. He scooped a mound of vegetables beside it. Kenya looked at all the food swimming on her plate, her eyes wide.
"I can't possibly eat all that!?" she screeched. She looked back at her brother as he sat down. "I'll be as big as a house!" Goku was shaking his head before she even finished.
"All those calories get burned off as you train. You need to eat more to keep your strength up, or you won't be training with me!" He stated, looking her in the eye.
Kenya stared at him for a moment. She finally nodded, slowly forking food into her mouth. She jumped a moment later as Goku plopped his hand on the table. She looked up. He was glaring at her.
"I know you're a saiyan! So eat like one! Not like a timid mouse!"
Goku shoved food into his mouth, raising an eyebrow at her.
She started eating faster, unknowingly exactly like him. She was looking more like a saiyan, now that the glasses were gone and she was training to get fit. Goku smirked, proud of her transformation. He resumed eating. The resemblance was uncanny, if anyone had witnessed the moment other than them.
A few hours later, she was sound asleep on the bed across the room, her breathing the only sound. Goku sat, perched on the edge of his bed, his arms resting on his knees as he leaned forward, his hands hanging down between his knees. He was studying her. He noticed her hair had grown considerably, ever since they started training a few months ago. It was now down to her waist. He watched her roll over, her muscles bunching with the movement. He smiled a little, proud of the transformation she has undergone from his constant assault as they trained. She wanted no mercy, and he gave it to her. He thought about their fighting, knowing he was holding back from going at her full force. He wasn't sure if she was ready. After all, she hasn't had any training the whole time she lived in that other world. Goku's brows furrowed, thinking about the way she looked when he had first met her. He was a little ashamed to say his reaction was just like his friends. He didn't really believe she was a saiyan, let alone his sister. She had proved him wrong though, powering up when she had made sure they were alone. And he quickly saw the resemblance between them, despite her appearance then. Her attitude showed that her spirit had been beaten down though, and he frowned. Goku studied her again, a little smile appearing on his face. He had plans to rectify that!
-A Month later in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber-
"Are you ready?" Goku stated firmly. He gazed down at his sister standing on the floor, far below him. He watched her frown.
"I don't know Goku!" she said doubtfully. " I don't want to push it."
She watched him frown, his eyes narrowing. "I think you are," he said, his jaw clenching.
She grumbled, feeling him power up. "Goku...um?"
He brought his arms forward, his palms facing her. He powered up even more. She raised her head up, the worry in her eyes evident.
"Goku, I don't think-"
"Kameeee" he said loudly, cutting her off. He ignored her protests as he brought his arms back.
"Haaammmeeee"
"Goku!" she said loudly, fear passing over her features. She gulped, watching her brother.
He watched her eyes widen, ignoring her shouts that she wasn't ready. He gritted his teeth.
"Haaaaa!" Goku shouted, thrusting his arms forward. He watched dispassionately as the energy ball sped towards her, her voice echoing over the deafening whoosh. Goku crossed his arms, watching the energy ball burst as it met its target. He waited.
The smoke cleared.
A smile appeared on his face, watching her crossed arms lower, wisps of smoke curling from her body as she raised her head and glared at him. Apparently unaffected.
"Goku! You Ass!" she shouted, shooting him a look. She watched him slowly descend, landing a few feet from her. He didn't say anything for a moment.
"Why did you do that? Why did you ignore my protests?"
His face lightened, walking over and laying a hand on her shoulder. She frowned at him.
"You're ready," Goku stated.
Kenya's brows furrowed, studying him in confusion.
"Ready for what!?"
Goku smirked.
"You'll see!"