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Chapter 2 TRAINING starts
The pod hissed softly as it opened, revealing Kushina, the last scion of the Royal Saiyan family. Kushina, clad in dusty Saiyan armor, awoke and recognized Beerus, the legendary God of Destruction.
"You're Lord Beerus," Kushina said in awe. "Whis told me about you and our family's history."
Beerus acknowledged her with solemnity, recounting their alliance and the betrayal that still pained him deeply. Anger flickered in his eyes as he spoke of the betrayal that had robbed him of his allies.
"I will train you, Kushina," Beerus declared firmly. "You carry the blood of Saiyan royalty. It's time to prepare you to protect yourself and honor your legacy."
Kushina, surprised by Beerus's offer but determined to embrace the opportunity, accepted with gratitude. "I accept," she said, her voice resolute. "Teach me all you can, Lord Beerus."
And so, in Beerus's celestial realm, Kushina began her training—a journey of growth, discovery, and an unexpected bond with the immortal deity.
Five years passed swiftly under Beerus's guidance. Kushina's skills flourished as they faced challenges together. Their student-mentor relationship evolved into a deep partnership built on mutual respect and shared experiences.
By the second year, their bond deepened into affection. Under the shimmering stars of Beerus's realm, they confessed their feelings for each other—a love that blossomed amidst the cosmic serenity.
Five years later, their love had grown into a steadfast commitment. Kushina discovered she was pregnant—a miracle resonating with hope and destiny.
The day of the child's birth dawned in Beerus's realm—a day of cosmic significance and new beginnings. Kushina, guided by her Saiyan strength, labored with Beerus by her side, his support unwavering.
Their son's cries echoed through the sanctuary, heralding Naruto's arrival—a child whose destiny bridged mortal and divine legacies. Kushina cradled him, overwhelmed with love and awe.
Naruto bore the marks of his heritage—pale skin like Kushina's, emerald green eyes shimmering with potential, and tufts of black hair streaked with white and red. His black Saiyan tail curled around him, symbolizing his dual heritage.
"He's perfect," Kushina whispered tearfully, filled with joy and exhaustion.
"He is indeed," Beerus murmured, his heart swelling with paternal pride.
Together, they named him Naruto—a name embodying strength and resilience, honoring their intertwined past and present.
Five years had passed since Naruto's birth, and now he stood as a lean and taller-than-average five-year-old. His body bore the perfection of godly lineage, evident in his height and physique that belied his age—he appeared more like a seven-year-old. Naruto's spiky black hair, streaked with white and red, cascaded down to his shoulder blades, framing his face with a bang that almost covered his right eye. His emerald green eyes glowed with latent power, a testament to the Saiyan and divine heritage coursing through his veins.
It was time for Naruto to begin his training.
In the middle of an empty field within Beerus's realm, Naruto stood alone, focusing his senses to locate his mother. After a few moments of concentration, he pinpointed Kushina's presence and dashed towards her with youthful exuberance. Naruto flung himself into her arms, hugging her tightly.
Kushina, adorned in a luxurious gown made from the finest silk in Universe 7—a black gown adorned with intricate red vine-like designs—laughed warmly at Naruto's enthusiasm. She pulled him onto her lap as she settled down gracefully.
"You did well, Naruto," Kushina praised lovingly, her voice filled with pride. "You found me quickly."
Naruto pouted slightly, his determination evident. "It still took a lot of time, Mom."
Kushina chuckled, ruffling his hair affectionately. "You'll get even better with practice, I'm sure of it."
Naruto's training session in Beerus's realm was a display of divine potential and mortal determination. Clad in his specialized training attire—shirtless to showcase his lean, sculpted physique enhanced by godly ki—Naruto stood ready, his emerald eyes focused on Whis, his sparring partner for the day. The black combat pants and heavy-guarded metal shoes, weighted to challenge his speed, completed his attire along with the weighted black wristbands.
On the sidelines, Beerus and Kushina observed with keen interest. They marveled at Naruto's prowess and dedication, knowing that this training was not just about physical prowess but also about honing the innate potential that came with his unique heritage.
Whis, the ever-calm and wise attendant, faced Naruto with a serene expression. He knew the significance of this training—shaping a young Saiyan who bore the bloodline of both royal heritage and divine power. "Naruto, let's begin," Whis said, his voice carrying a gentle authority.
Naruto nodded, his determination clear. He crouched low, muscles tensed with anticipation. With a burst of speed, he launched himself forward, aiming a series of rapid punches at Whis. His movements were fluid and precise, each strike calculated to test Whis's defenses.
Whis, in his ethereal grace, effortlessly dodged Naruto's attacks. He moved with a dancer's agility, anticipating Naruto's strikes before they landed. As Naruto adjusted his strategy, Whis continued to encourage him.
"Excellent effort, Naruto," Whis praised, sidestepping a flurry of punches. "But remember, speed alone won't win a battle. Focus on your technique. Aim where your opponent will be, not where they are."
Naruto absorbed Whis's advice, his focus intensifying. He adjusted his tactics, combining speed with feints and strategic moves. He aimed to anticipate Whis's movements, trying to land a hit that would make the angel acknowledge his progress.
Their dance of combat continued, each exchange a symphony of movement and strategy. Naruto's determination drove him forward, pushing his limits with each passing moment. Whis, ever the patient teacher, provided subtle guidance, occasionally countering Naruto's attacks to illustrate openings and vulnerabilities.
As minutes turned into hours, Naruto's stamina and resolve were tested to their limits. Sweat glistened on his brow, his breath coming in steady puffs. Yet, he persisted, drawing on the limitless well of determination that defined his Saiyan spirit.
Beerus and Kushina watched with a mixture of pride and anticipation. They saw Naruto's growth not just as a warrior but as a leader—one who would someday inherit not only their legacy but also the responsibility that came with it.
Kushina, her heart swelling with maternal pride, leaned towards Beerus. "He's doing so well," she murmured, her voice tinged with emotion. "Our Naruto is truly remarkable."
Beerus nodded, his gaze never leaving Naruto's training session. "He has the potential to surpass us both," he remarked, his voice reflecting both awe and a touch of paternal pride.
As the training session drew to a close, Naruto and Whis stood facing each other, breathing heavily but with mutual respect shining in their eyes. Naruto's muscles ached from the exertion, but his spirit burned brighter than ever.
Whis placed a hand on Naruto's shoulder, his expression serene yet approving. "You've made significant progress today, Naruto," he acknowledged warmly. "Your speed and technique are improving steadily. Keep pushing yourself, and you'll achieve great things."
Naruto nodded, a smile of satisfaction spreading across his face. "Thank you, Whis," he said earnestly. "I will keep training hard."
With that, Naruto turned towards Beerus and Kushina, his parents who had supported him throughout his journey so far. They met his gaze with pride and love, knowing that each training session brought Naruto closer to fulfilling his destiny—a destiny that would shape the future of Saiyans and gods alike.
The END
with the demand of this fan fiction i will start working on chapter 3 pls give me a review even if you don't like this fan fiction dont just hate this, tell me what i did wrong and what should i add to make this a better fan fiction.
