"I want you to say your mines. Say it or I'll choke you out and fuck your unconscious body Coco." He let go of her throat and she gasps for air. She quickly complied not wanting to be choked unconscious.
"I-I'm yours," she gasped still trying to take in air.
He smacks her ass and was rewarded with a scream. "Zamasu!"
"Zamasu? Zamasu!" He jerked awake, his heart pounding, only to be met with golden eyes staring at him. It took him a second to realize he had fallen asleep under the tree while watching Coco's bird and taking notes.
"Coco!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with a mix of surprise and relief.
"Wake up, silly. I made tea and snacks," Coco said, her voice gentle and soothing. It had been a month since Coco had agreed to help Zamasu, and during that time, his creation skills had improved. However, Coco couldn't help but notice the tension that gripped Zamasu every time she got close to him.
They enjoyed the serene silence and sipped on the tea for a while, reveling in each other's company. They also admired the wildlife they had successfully created together. Coco's favorite creation was a pig with wings that Zamasu had accidentally made.
"Hey, we're friends, right, Zamasu?" Coco asked, a warm smile on her face as she finished her slice of cake.
Zamasu looked at her, his expression softening. "You keep coming back even after I threatened to kill you," he replied honestly, his voice tinged with a mix of surprise and gratitude.
Coco chuckled. "Ha, you're funny. Can I ask you something?"
Zamasu raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "If I said no, you'd just ask anyway, Coco. What is it?" he responded, taking a sip of the tea she had made.
"What's your sexual orientation?" Coco asked bluntly while cutting herself another slice of cake.
Zamasu choked on his tea, taken aback by the unexpected question. His cheeks flushed a deep shade of purple as he looked at Coco, confused by her seriousness. "Lady Coco, that's inappropriate to ask. Would you have asked me that if your partner were here?"
Coco maintained her smile as she responded, "Yes, I've done it before. I asked the Supreme Kai of the Seventh Universe the same question. It was a lovely and interesting conversation."
Zamasu stumbled over his words, trying to process Coco's candidness. "What!?"
"I don't see any harm in discussing such matters openly," Coco continued. "In fact, it can lead to greater understanding and acceptance. So, are you asexual?"
Zamasu's confusion deepened. "No," he replied, his voice tinged with a hint of exasperation.
Coco pressed on, undeterred. "Then you do feel some type of sexual attraction towards something? Have you ever been intimate with anyone?"
Zamasu's frustration grew. "No!" he exclaimed, his voice reflecting his discomfort.
Coco raised an eyebrow. "So, you're a virgin?"
Zamasu's face contorted, a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance. "I mean, no, as in no more of this conversation!" he yelled out, his face flushed with intensity.
"Why?" Coco asked, her voice softening as she sensed his distress.
"Because I feel weird when I'm around you!" Zamasu blurted out, realizing his mistake only after the words had escaped his lips. He saw a frown form on Coco's red-stained lips, the first sign of her being visibly upset.
"I'm sorry, Zamasu. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I'm just so used to Whis being open to answering anything I ask him," Coco said, her voice filled with genuine concern.
Zamasu wanted to retract his words, to confess that he had lied out of discomfort, but he hesitated, feeling the weight of the moment. "You didn't make me uncomfortable," he admitted quietly. "I'm just struggling to understand what it is about you that makes me feel this way."
Coco's frown transformed into a gentle smile. "Do you want to talk about it?" she offered.
Zamasu hesitated for a moment before shaking his head. "No, not yet," he replied, his voice hesitant but sincere.
Coco nodded understandingly. "That's fine. I'm always available for when you're ready to talk. Just know that I'm here to listen and support you."
Zamasu felt a sense of relief wash over him, seeing the smile return to Coco's face. While he couldn't fully comprehend his own emotions, he knew that Coco's patience and understanding were comforting. It wasn't a definitive rejection of the conversation; it was an acknowledgment that he needed time to process and open up in his own way.
"Tapi! Ms. Tapi!"
the teacher yelled, slamming their book down on my desk. I slowly turned my attention away from the captivating sight of nature outside the window and shifted my gaze to the teacher standing in front of me.
"Since you have time to daydream, you can answer this equation," the teacher remarked, irritation evident in their tone. I glanced at the equation briefly and then looked back out at the mesmerizing scenery.
"79.52," I replied nonchalantly.
My teacher huffed in annoyance and walked away. As the bell rang, a rush of students flooded out of the classroom in a hurry. "I hate advanced math," I grumbled to myself, gathering my belongings. I navigated through the crowded hallway, filled with students whispering and murmuring about something. Their hushed conversations piqued my curiosity, but I pushed through and made my way to the empty homeroom.
Sitting down in the solitude of the classroom, I found myself once again drawn to the windows. The nature beyond the school's walls always held a captivating beauty—a precious escape from the confines of the inner city. If you couldn't already tell, I have a deep love for nature. Being close to it feels like a warm embrace from my lost mother and grandmother, comforting me in a way that nothing else can.
The lush greenery, the gentle sway of the trees, and the vibrant colors of the flowers—they all create a sense of tranquility that grounds me amidst the chaos of daily life. It's a reminder of the simple yet profound wonders that exist beyond the urban landscape. Through nature, I find solace, inspiration, and a connection to something greater than myself.
Nature has a remarkable ability to rejuvenate my spirit and ignite my creativity. It serves as my sanctuary, providing me with strength and serving as a constant reminder of the inherent beauty that exists in the world. Sometimes, I find myself wondering if there are others out there who share the same profound connection with nature as I do. My father once mentioned that I am not alone in this, but he never fully explained the meaning behind his words.
The enigmatic nature of my father's statement lingers in my mind, stirring a mix of curiosity and longing. What did he mean by assuring me that I am not alone?
"Well, salutations, fair maiden Tapi," Yako greeted with his usual peculiar charm. I fought the cringe that threatened to surface. Yako may be weird, but he's harmless. Still, I despised when he called me "my lady" or "fair maiden."
"Hello, Yako," I greeted softly, trying to suppress my exasperation.
"Did you hear about the big news?" Yako asked, his eyes filled with excitement.
"I heard people whispering in the halls, but I have no clue what's going on."
"Well, I guess I'll let this be a surprise," Yako said, settling into the desk diagonally in front of me. I shifted my gaze back to the window, lost in my own thoughts, as the classroom slowly filled with other students. The bell rang, and I glanced over at our teacher, Mr. Alk, as he walked into the room.
"The time is now 11:30 a.m., and homeroom has started. Good morning, class," Mr. Alk greeted.
"Good morning, Mr. Alk," we replied in unison.
"Today is a special day for the senior class," Mr. Alk announced, his words capturing our attention. "We, the inhabitants of this planet, have a unique opportunity to work beyond the confines of our own universe. This school has a renowned reputation for producing students who work closely with the Council of Life. And today, members of the council are here, looking for a few lucky students."
The classroom erupted into a mix of excitement and apprehension, with emotions running high. Mr. Alk continued, offering advice, "My only suggestion is to act naturally." Before he could finish, Katya, the self-proclaimed "rich girl" of the school, eagerly raised her hand without waiting to be acknowledged.
"Is the judge going to be here?" she blurted out, unable to contain her curiosity.
"We have been instructed not to disclose that information," Mr. Alk replied, a touch of fluster in his voice. "Now, I'm going to dismiss you all, so you may enjoy an early free period." With that, our teacher exited the classroom, leaving us in a state of excited chaos.
Conversations filled the air, buzzing with anticipation and questions. Students exchanged theories and speculations, their voices overlapping and blending together.
Did you see how flustered he got? That means the judge is definitely here. I'm going to invite them back to my place and see how much it'll take to be the judge's apprentice," Katya exclaimed confidently, her voice filled with ambition.
Dahab, never one to hold back, retorted, "So, you're going to throw daddy's money around? That'll probably go just as well as you throwing your used body to the basketball team."
"Fuck you, Dahab!" Katya snapped back, her anger flaring.
"No thank you, I don't want an STD," Dahab responded calmly, leaving Katya momentarily speechless.
A voice from the doorway broke the tense exchange, offering an unexpected interruption. "Nice burn," the woman's voice complimented, drawing our attention. She exuded confidence, with shoulder-length silver hair that gleamed in the light. Her impeccable outfit added to her overall presence, and the man standing beside her seemed equally impressive.
Curiosity piqued, I observed the newcomer, intrigued by the aura of authority surrounding her. It was evident that she was someone of importance, someone with influence.
"I bet that was the tamer choice you had in mind," the woman, identified as Sweet, remarked, a smirk playing on her face.
Dahab chuckled and replied, "Well, last time I called her a 'community glory hole,' she cried and I got in trouble for it." The man beside Sweet, referred to as Sour, questioned, "Was it worth it?" Without hesitation, Dahab responded with a mischievous smile, "Hell yeah."
The exchange between them caught the attention of Sweet and Sour, and they exchanged a knowing glance before turning their attention back to Dahab. Sweet introduced herself, "My name is Sweet, and this is my twin, Sour. We are representatives of the Council of Life, and we would like to extend an invitation to you. Come with us."
Dahab wasted no time in accepting the invitation, leaving the classroom with unwavering determination. The rest of us watched in surprise, but I couldn't help but feel genuinely happy for Dahab. She possessed a sharp intellect, a sense of humor, and an unapologetic sassiness that I admired. She had found an opportunity that aligned with her unique qualities, and I wished her the best on this newfound path.
Turning my attention back to the classroom, I adjusted my blue-tinted glasses and let a smile grace my lips. Life had a way of surprising us, bringing unexpected changes and opportunities. I found solace in witnessing Dahab's swift transformation, reminding me of the possibilities that could unfold for each of us.
Yako, ever observant, approached me with a question. "Are you happy for her, fair lady Tapi?" he asked. I nodded in response, my happiness for Dahab evident in my expression. Yako continued, a spark of excitement in his eyes, "Isn't it amazing how quickly life can change for people?" Again, I nodded, acknowledging the profound truth in his words.
And then, Yako posed a question that left me momentarily puzzled. "Will you be happy for me?" he asked, his gaze steady and hopeful. I raised an eyebrow, curiosity and confusion intertwining within me. Yako's enigmatic nature often left me wondering what he had in store.
"Is there a Yako in this classroom?" a distinguished-looking man named Lime inquired, stepping into the room. Katya, always seeking attention, promptly interjected, "Who are you?"
With an air of authority, Lime introduced himself, "My name is Lime, and I am a member of the Council of Life."
Katya, determined to make her presence known, began to speak, but her attempts were in vain. Lime's gaze shifted across the room, finally landing on Yako. Ignoring Katya's desperate attempts to capture his attention, Lime focused solely on Yako.
"Ah, sir Yako," Lime addressed him, admiration evident in his voice. "We were having a riveting conversation earlier. Your intelligence is impeccable, and I would very much like to continue picking your brain. You would make an excellent apprentice. I am extending an invitation to you. Come with me."
Yako, his usual enigmatic self, departed from the classroom without uttering a word. However, before completely leaving, he glanced back at me, our eyes briefly connecting.
As the door closed behind Yako, the classroom fell into a hushed silence. Lime's unexpected visit had stirred a whirlwind of excitement and intrigue, altering the course of the day once again. My gaze lingered on the empty space where Yako had stood, contemplating the significance of Lime's invitation and the possibilities that awaited him.
With a sense of both apprehension and hope, I adjusted my blue-tinted glasses and silently wished Yako well on his journey. The classroom, now devoid of his enigmatic presence, felt somehow emptier. Yet, amid the uncertainty, a flicker of excitement sparked within me. I couldn't help but wonder what new adventures and transformations awaited Yako, Dahab, and the others who had been chosen by the Council of Life.
"What the f**k is going on here? Am I going crazy?" Katya's voice boomed with frustration, her anger palpable in the air. The bell rang, signaling the end of the chaotic class period.
As I gathered my belongings, my mind wandered to thoughts of lunch. I wondered what Faith, my ex-girlfriend, had in mind. Our breakup had left me questioning my own preferences, unsure of where my heart truly lay. I knew that Faith hadn't pursued another relationship since our split, fearing the judgment of her parents who had allowed our relationship, believing it to be a phase. I had anticipated that by now she might have found someone and begun secretly dating them. She possessed beauty, kindness, and a rebellious spirit that made her all the more captivating.
Before I could delve further into my thoughts, I was abruptly interrupted by a collision, causing my glasses to be knocked off. Panic welled up within me as I reached out to retrieve them, but Faith had different plans. She swiftly snatched them up and, with a determined grip, pulled me over to a nearby lunch table. Seated there was a striking woman, accompanied by other well-dressed individuals, some of whom I recognized.
"Lady Clover, this is Tapi," Faith introduced me, her voice filled with a mix of fondness and intrigue.
Clover gasped as she looked at me, her eyes widening with surprise. "For a moment, I thought she was Coco," she exclaimed. Turning to the doe-like woman beside her, she patted the arm of the giant sitting next to her. "Mochi, look," she said. "She does resemble Coco, but without freckles and with a light green tint instead of pink." I began to feel a sense of discomfort, and I could tell that Clover noticed.
"Do you want to join us, dear?" Clover kindly offered, sensing my unease.
"Um, sure," I replied shyly. Faith handed me my blue-tinted glasses, and we all took our seats. Gathering my courage, I asked, "By the way, has anyone seen Coco yet?" A timid-looking woman at the table stuttered out her question.
"She mentioned she was running behind in Universe 10," Mochi responded. I noticed Makoa sitting down next to the giant. "Hey, Makoa," I greeted softly.
"Hi, Tapi," he replied warmly. Makoa and I used to date, but we realized our feelings for each other were more platonic than romantic. It was a mutual and amicable breakup.
During our pleasant conversation, Katya walked up to the table, interrupting our exchange. "Excuse me," she said, capturing everyone's attention.
"My name is Katya Anna Beauregard, daughter of Michael Beauregard. I need to speak with the judge," she demanded assertively.
"No shit, you and every other kid here," Sweet replied, unimpressed. "But do you even know which one of us is the judge?" Clover asked. Katya's frustration grew.
"Logically speaking, Katya, it would benefit you to study the council before approaching them," Yako chimed in.
"Shut up, Yako!" Katya yelled in frustration.
"Katya, remember, this is a herpes-free zone," Dahab responded with a smirk. Sweet wiped away an imaginary tear. "They grow up so fast," she remarked, feigning sentimentality. Katya stormed off, visibly annoyed.
As the day drew to a close, the school continued to buzz with positive vibes. Fortunately, I had been granted permission to leave a little earlier. Lost in my own thoughts, I walked down the hallway, gazing absentmindedly out of the window. Nature always had a way of capturing my attention, whether I was indoors or outdoors. In my distraction, I accidentally bumped into someone, causing my glasses to fall to the ground.
"I'm so sorry," apologized a woman with milky pink hair, extending my glasses toward me. I accepted them but didn't immediately put them back on. "These windows in the school are so large, it's easy to get lost in the view and lose track of everything else."
"I can definitely relate," I replied, trying not to appear too eager.
"Really?" she inquired, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"Nature has a way of being hypnotic," I confessed, acknowledging the mesmerizing effect it had on me.
"Nature is indeed hypnotic. Have you ever just sat and listened to wildlife?" the pretty woman inquired.
"All the time," I admitted. "I live on a farm, and the nighttime is especially breathtaking outside of the city."
The woman nodded in understanding before extending her hand for a handshake. "My name is Coco, nice to meet you," she introduced herself.
"Tapi," I replied, shaking her hand. In that moment, a flicker of hope sparked within me. Could it be? Did I finally find someone who shared the same profound connection with nature as me? I wondered to myself.
"I have a silly question," Coco continued. "Are you a student here?"
"Yes," I replied, feeling a mixture of excitement and curiosity.
ur conversation was interrupted by the sound of shoes hitting the ground. It was Principal Knox, known for being strict and seemingly harboring a dislike for me. He frowned in my direction but quickly composed himself. "Judge Coco," Knox addressed her, causing me to flinch. So she's the judge, I silently realized, feeling a mix of nervousness and awe.
"Good evening, Mr. Knox," Coco greeted him calmly.
"I haven't seen you all day," Knox remarked.
"I arrived an hour after the council did. I've been observing," Coco explained.
"Oh, have you found a promising student? If not, I know a girl named Katya," Knox tried to persuade Coco.
"I have found someone," Coco replied, dismissing Knox's suggestion.
"Tapi," Coco called out, turning her attention to me.
"Yes?" I nervously responded.
"Our brief conversation has given me a glimpse into your heart and mind. I am extending an invitation to you. Do you accept?" Coco asked, and before my brain could catch up, my mouth blurted out, "Yes!" with excitement.
"W-Wait a minute," Knox interjected.
"B-But I have to go to work right now and talk to my dad," I stammered. Coco nodded understandingly and retrieved a beautifully designed golden card. "Take your time. When you're ready, please call," she said softly.
"I know someone who is ready to go right now," Knox interjected again, but Coco ignored him, walking away. "Oh, by the way, your eyes are really pretty, Tapi. You shouldn't hide them," she complimented me.
"Th-thank you," I stammered, feeling flustered. As we watched Coco depart, a sense of longing washed over me. There was something undeniably familiar about her. Just as I was lost in my thoughts, my watch beeped, reminding me of something important. Oh, no! The dress shop! I'm going to be so late. Someone special is picking up their dress today. Mr. Knox prepared to scold me, but I bolted out of there before he could say a word.
