A/N: Forgot to mention in my last chapter, but I don't own anything DB-related. Also it's been a bit, but still would like to say: RIP to the great Akira Toriyama. You made my childhood one to remember.

Chapter 2:

Goku easily missed a devastating blow to the face. "Ha. Missed me! You're getting slow, Vegeta!"

The prince of all Saiyans grinded his teeth together, obviously frustrated by how one-sided this sparring session was becoming. Though, he couldn't say he was surprised. While Vegeta had been here on Lord Beerus' planet for several days, Goku had already been here for a whole three weeks.

Despite this, Vegeta was determined to win. His ki flared even higher, and he barely registered the "tsk" coming from Whis, who was standing stoically hundreds of feet below them. Next to Whis, was the God of Destruction himself, lounging on a chair and seemingly uninterested in the pair.

Goku blew a raspberry at Vegeta to further taunt him, which only made the Saiyan prince's anger rise in spades. "Piss off Kakarot!" Vegeta barked. He began flying faster and fighting harder, not quite caring that he wasn't benefitting from or even following Whis' training regime anymore. Today would be considered a good day if he could get this clown of a Saiyan to eat dirt.

The two of them kept going at it for a while before Whis (and namely Beerus) grew bored of them. Beerus demanded them to stop fighting, as his stomach was grumbling and he was ready to eat.

"Vegeta, fetch me some ramen," Beerus ordered as the pair flew down to him.

"Oh dear… Lord Beerus, don't you remember? You ate the last one just this morning," Whis chortled.

"WHAT!?" Beerus yelled, his aura flaring around him. Yes… yes I did, he thought to himself as he remembered how happily and quickly he slurped up all the noodles and broth of this morning's meal.

"Mm-hmm," Whis said, unaffected by his master's attitude. "I'm sure Bulma has plenty of ramen though my Lord, so it will not be a hassle to get any more."

"HASSLE!? It'll take at least thirty–"

"Uh-huh, Vegeta let us go back to Earth and retrieve some of that delicious ramen before Lord Beerus decides to blow up this entire planet with his impatience."

While Beerus grumbled a threat under his breath, Goku made the situation worse by saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. "Awww… I wanted to train more."

"Shut your mouth Kakarot!" Vegeta sneered, his nerves grating from his rival's complaints. He was such a child sometimes. "Besides, the woman is probably pissed off with me already for staying away for so long. I should go see her before her shrill voice makes my eardrums bleed even more."

Goku just laughed. Boy, did Vegeta not know about the dandy trick up his sleeve. "You know Vegeta, you don't have to worry so much about Bulma. In fact, I know what you could do so that you can train as much as you want and you won't even get in trouble!"

"Oh yeah? And what does the all-mighty genius Kakarot know?"

"You reeaaaally want to know?"

"Just say it fool!"

"Just give Bulma a divorce!"

Vegeta's jaw damn near dropped to the floor. Did he just–Was Kakarot–Before anyone else could react, the Saiyan prince delivered a powerful blow to Goku's face. "ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE!? I'M NOT GOING TO DIVORCE BULMA!"

Goku's eyes widened in shock, not expecting his outburst at all and certainly not expecting a mean right hook to his jaw. "What? Why?"

"BECAUSE! BECAUSE…."

"Because…"

"BECAUSEILOVEBULMAYOUIDIOTAREYOUHAPPYNOW!?"

The taller Saiyan just stared at him, not understanding why Vegeta felt the need to say that. "Yeah… so…?"

"Kakarot, do you even KNOW what a divorce is?"

Goku scratched his head, getting more and more confused by the second. "Of course I do–"

"EXCUUUSE ME, are you pitiful creatures really ignoring my demands? Me, the God of–"

"–It's when you give space to each other. That's what Chi-Chi said anyways and now I can train whenever I want! AND she isn't mad at me at all!" Goku said with pride.

Vegeta's eyes were bugging out. "Are you saying that your woman asked for a divorce?"

"Yeah!"

Everyone was quiet. All sound ceased from the planet surrounding them. Even Lord Beerus didn't know what to say. "... Kakarot," Vegeta said. "You are a goddamn idiot."

"Huh?"

"AAAAND with that note, let's leave," Whis said, grabbing onto Vegeta and warping away.

Goku furrowed his brow. He was so incredibly lost. With no other choice as there were only two inhabitants left on the entire planet–one including him–he turned to Lord Beerus. "Uhh… what just happened?"

Beerus eyed Goku, seeing how oblivious he was to his own situation. "You know Saiyan, the interesting thing is that I know exactly what happened."

"You do?"

"Yes I do."

"Great!"

"..."

"So…"

Beerus' ear twitched.

"Are you going to tell me?"

"Mmm…" Beerus started, picking wax out of his ear. "No."

Goku groaned. "What? Why not?"

"Because, I really couldn't care less about you and your Earthling marriages."

The Saiyan recoiled a little bit. "My marriage?"

"Yes Saiyan," Lord Beerus replied with his hand held in front of Goku's chest. "Your marriage." A sudden blast erupted from the god's palm and Goku was sent flying backwards. Like a rock, he skidded along the water before he hit a large tree, breaking it in half. Goku sat up slowly, wincing from the pain, but the blast was hardly meant to kill him. Still, he remained sitting as he contemplated his mentor's ominous words.

What did he mean about… my marriage?