[OP: My First Story – King and Ashley]

Dina, the Maternal Delinquent!? The Pocket Oozaru Reveals Herself!

"shh shh shhf!"

It had been about 2 weeks since Dina began her training with D.I.A.N.A.

"shh shh shh, tah…!"

And she'd already moved to 30x gravity.

"shh shh shh shh hah!"

She rapidly swayed her upper body side-to-side in a clash with her artificially-intelligent training dummy, jabbing rhythmically at D.I.A.N.A. and narrowly missing each time while the android did the same, both using their hips as centers of balance.

They'd been going at it for an hour now, homing in on two. Gradually, Dina began to nail a pattern and, with a burst of speed, actually caught the copycat unawares with a left hook.

"A hit!" she internally cheered, only realizing after a solid decking in the face that she had no further plan in store after "hit the robot." She shouted "Pie!" and D.I.A.N.A. stopped in its tracks.

"Why the sudden pause?" asked Ayeva from behind the glass-like fixture.

"Lost focus! Forgot to fo… follow up after a hit!" Dina sighed, heavily panting in between words. She spat out a thin gob of blood and rubbed her neck. "Hell with it… I think I'm done for today regardless."

With a nod, Ayeva reset the gravity, and the red hue about the chamber was lifted. The black spots around Dina's skin revealed themselves to be blood-red bruises. "Can finally breathe proper…" she muttered after a deep inhale before wincing in pain.

The exit doors slid apart, and she moseyed her way out with a vaguely-notable limp. "How's'at?"

"Better than ever. From a visual standpoint, your reaction speeds have spiked. Right now, even in 30x Earth's gravity, your speed dwarfs what I saw from you 2 weeks ago without a gravitational burden."

"Thanks, I try!" Dina giggled a bit before hissing in pain. "Really racing through this, eh? Like, who jumps this far ahead in such short time?"

"There's a man who jumped from 10x to 100x Earth's pull in a 3-day spans."

"what."

"Still, those 3 days were filled with nothing but physical betterment. Drawing a comparison, he worked as hard in a day as you have in 12. Not to say you haven't been giving every 2 hours a maximum effort…"

Ayeva turned back to Dina scowling at her open palm. The latter quickly noticed the sudden pause.

"oh, yeah, just thought I'd count my fingers for a sec…"

The raven-haired patroller placed a hand on Dina's shoulder.

"Look. Don't just train hard, train smart. Or you'll stagnate. I've seen that bull-headed mentality hurt people before, you know."

"Kaset bloke?"

"One of two, but yes. Kaset bloke."

"Hah." Dina blew a bang from over her face. "Alright, I won't do anything stupid."

"Promise me."

"… wait, define stupid."

"You're getting the hang of x30. Rocketing off to anything over x35 would be infuriatingly stupid."

"Hmmm…"

"DINA."

"Yeah, yeah, I promise."

"Good. That makes this decision easier."

"wait what decisi-"

Ayeva went into her pocket and retrieved-

"A GATE!?"

"I'll be busy this week. Calculations Division is getting turbulent again, what with some new findings involving a few saiyan transformations."

"Whaddoya mean a few-"

"Therefore, I won't be able to take you here so often. That will let you go from here to Conton and vice-versa. Just don't break anything you think I might care about, and you'll be able to improve yourself to your heart's content."

You know how a daughter'd attack-hug her parents after being given the keys to a banging new ride?

"THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU-"

That. That happened.

"Okay," Ayeva wheezed while trying to pry Dina off her, "Once you're done, let me show you how to operate everything…"

Dina immediately pounced off. "K!"

Dina learned how to precisely tune the gravity and adjust D.I.A.N.A's output before she spaced out. In any case, she was greeted by the morning sun upon returning to the city. She took note of how much less breathing hurt as she inhaled the crisp air or dawn and made her way to the school.

She passed the workhouse and immediately held that thought.

"Wonder if…"

At the time, through its transparent doors, it appeared empty. Though upon further inspection…

"Seriously…"

There he was.

Kazikum.

Ever since their initial encounter, Dina'd been paying him secret visits. Why?

For starters, he was tall, half-naked constantly, and handsome; in her eyes, he put ancient western sculptures to shame. Plus, he trained like no tomorrow. Was entertaining to watch at worst and inspiring at best.

Nevertheless, this morning, he was fast asleep. Surrounded in a wet spot of (hopefully) sweat and dried blood (blood turns brownish after a while, right?) it was apparent that the uppity young man had worked himself to the point of exhaustion. Most notable, however, was the position in which he slept; it mirrored the fetal position. And he looked like he was shivering, despite weather conditions being as pleasant as they were.

Something about that tinged Dina's heart.

She let herself in and, slowly but surely, approached Kazikum.

Now that she had a closer look, he'd torn himself a new one for sure. Prevalent muscle tearing, bent and broken bones, dislocation, the works.

"That'd explain away the agonized face easily enough, but why the shiver-"

"Mo…m…"

Oh.

It was a nightmare.

"Poor boy" would've been the last thing she thought she'd ever say in regards to someone like him, and yet, that's what she found herself muttering. He couldn't've been much older than she was, in any case.

"You must be feeling so alone. Huh, big guy?" she whispered to herself, kneeling down.

With how hard he worked himself… was that the reason? His mom? She'd never had a mother figure in her life – her father found himself filling both roles – but she knew how much a parent meant. Not losing one, however. Never that.

And so…

She held him to her gently, slowly ruffling his hair.

"It'll be alright." She whispered near his ear.

The shivering slowly stopped. The agonized expression melted away into one of peace.

Dina smiled.

"Mo…"

His eyes slowly opened.

"MOTHERFUCKER!"

Dina zipped backward at light-speed. Hyperbole, of course; more in the field of sub-relativistic.

Kazikum bolted upward, promptly buckled under his weakened frame, and settled for all-fours in a rage.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" He roared, eyes searing.

Odd. Was that tinge of desperation always in his voice?

Whatever the case, Dina's fear slowly evaporated. She began approaching the bizarre, profane saiyan once more, smug aura and all.

His growls seemed less and less like "I'm gonna tear out your bones and eat them" to "Stay away from me."

"My WORD, you look pathetic right about now. Can't even be bothered not to position yourself like a dog, eh?" she taunted.

"Watch your mouth, shitheap…!"

"Oy! You're the one with the potty-mouth, mister. Y'know that cursing does you no favors in the intimidation department, yeah?"

Dina rested her chin on a finger and grinned. She knelt down to his level.

"In fact, I think it's rather adorable. Especially from this angle. Like an angry little Chihuahua."

Kazikum had no idea what a Chihuahua was. Its name sounded stupid, however. Obvious insult.

"Why you…!"

The plasmatic arc around his neck suddenly crackled, causing a pained howl from the boy.

"What th-" Dina staggered back at the sight, blue light violently splashing across her face. "That's lunacy! And that just happens whenever?"

"Get… away… from me…" Kazikum snarled between his teeth.

Dina looked upon him one last time dejectedly. Her somber expression turned to what looked like a glare as she suddenly ran out the door.

"That's right you bi…" the young man briefly shifted into unconsciousness, unable to finish his final insult as his limbs gave way.

"Shit… move it you worthless…"

He struggled in vain to stand on his… anything… before the door to the workhouse slammed open. He gave his best growl.

"FUCK OFF-"

[ BGM: skankfunk – Chain (Underwater Mix) (0:00 – 0:23) ]

"Yo!" Dina sprung, cheerfully holding a plate of roasted meat that she definitely didn't steal.

"…"

"…"

"FUCK OFF!"

The half-breed rolled her ruby eyes. "So far-gone you've forgotten how to be excited, bloody…"

She sat the plate down in front of him. "You've got that nifty ability to fix yourself up with eating, yeah? Dig in, on who cares!"

Kazikum proceeded to open his mouth, clamp down, and throw the food to the wayside.

"Eat shit and die."

Dina stared at the mess for a while, left to the side, came back with a garbage bin, and began to toss the food inside.

Kazikum suddenly chomped on the roast chunk in Dina's hand mid-toss.

[BGM: Dragon Ball Z OST – Droids vs Bikers (0:12)]

"WELL THAT WAS RIGHT POINTLESS OF YOU THEN, WASN'T IT, YA PRICK? FUCK'S SAKE MATE, YA WANNA BE A SODDING TODDLER OR A GOOD LITTLE DEVIL, EH? MAKE UP YA FUCKING MIND BEFORE I CAVE IN WHAT LITTLE'S LEFT OF IT, SHIT-FOR-BRAINS!"

"FUCK YOU, SHIT-MIDGET! I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE ME ALONE! NOT MY FAULT YOU CAN'T FUCKING LISTEN! COCKSUCKING LITTLE WEASEL! GO DIE!"

"EX-FUC-KIN'-CUUUUSE ME FOR WANTING TO GIVE YOU SOMETHING NICE, YOU 2-BIT MUPPET! HOW DARE YOU CALL ME A MIDGET? I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S FREAKISHLY TALL! KNOW WHAT? YOU CAN JUST ROT WHERE YOU LAY FOR ALL I CARE!"

"OFF YOURSELF, YOU FUCKING RAT!"

"NECK YOURSELF, OVERGROWN DOG!"

"FUCK YOU!"

"FUCK YOU!"

"FUCK YOU!"

"FUCK YOU!"

" " FUCK YOU! " "

The two locked hate-filled eyes for a pain-staked moment, heavy breathing all the while.

[ BGM: skankfunk – Chain (Underwater Mix) (1:47) ]

Then, Dina laughed. Bangs covering her eyes as she broke put in fits of giggles. She raised a savory chunk of meat still attached to its bone.

"Just eat, love. Before I do, smells quite nice."

Kazikum stared at her for a bizarre amount of time before biting down on a roast chunk. The ruby-eyed half-breed had the treat of watching his regeneration as he slowly – and then moderately – and then quickly – ate what was before him.

"I think I'm starting to get you." She mumbled, prone.

"Shut up."

"See? No more M-rated slang."

"Fuck off."

Dina sighed.

"Was nice while it lasted."

The yellow-eyed half-spawn was nearly patched up now, yet he still laid on his stomach while he finished his meal. Dina took note of this, and…

"wELP-"

… after raising herself up (coming dangerously face-to-face with Kazikum in the process) began to make her way out.

"I suppose this'll become some sort of habit for me. In that case, we can work on decent etiquette next time. Won't that be nice?"

Munching.

"Yeah, yeah. In any case… happy training. Who knows, maybe we'll have our own brawl in this exam doohickey or whatever."

"I'd kill you."

"As if!"

With one last swing of the door, as the red-orange hue of the light shining through began to whiten…

"'Till then, cheers."

"Tch."

"Wonder if there's a way to get that dreadful piece of junk off him…" she pondered on her way to the Academy.

[ BGM: Marcus D – Morning Light (0:22) ]

Morning passed to noon in Conton City, as the star in the sky took position above the clouds. And alongside the rising of the sun, the ethereal city woke up.

For some, preparing for this exciting new exam took priority.

Archi swiveled his head in search of someone amidst the crowd, bacon sandwich still in his mouth, before finally making contact.

Who else to exemplify this but the saiyan currently before you?

A wrapped bacon sandwich flew through the air and toward the edge of the decorative plaza pond, clutched mid-flight by a young woman in black and green modernized saiyan armor.

"You're late, Arch," said Kora, arms refolding her arms as her tail wagged impatiently.

"Overslept, wanted to add to my morning warm-up, delay in the breakfast line. Some ruckus about a 'lowlife good-for-nothing thief mooching off his culinary greatness.' Was a pain."

"Geez, all that was verbatim?"

"Hey, that guy's an amazing cook. I don't blame him. His understudy had to take over while he cooled down."

He took notice of her tail, still frantically swaying, and shifted the convo.

"Excited?"

"And terrified."

"No better combination!"

Kora sighed.

"You seem awfully cheery for someone still under the Captain, you know…" she said, taking a bite out of the sandwich.

"Mmh, jchust… chakin' things… mmhas they go…" Archi shrugged, swallowing. "Plus, we'll be crazy strong after all of this. And you'll still be a solid way ahead of your rival!"

"SHE. IS. NOT. MY. RIVAL."

"Then how'd you know who I was talking about?"

"Because you won't shut up about her, asshole."

"Come on, Kora, I've seen how you look at her with those fearsome eyes. She's really tearing herself up in order to reach you! If you're not careful, she could end up…"

"You should do comedy. Complete with the rotten food-pelting."

"That was lame."

"Shut up." Another, more aggressive bite. "Mrr…mesides…"

She devilishly grinned after swallowing.

"As long as I'm still able to stand, there's no way that spoiled half-breed princess will ever-"

[BGM: Sengoku BASARA OST – Fist ~ From the Worthy Tiger With Love (0:00 - 0:48) ~]

Kora was promptly sent flying.

"YOU FOOL!"

"C-CAPTAIN!?"

Where Kora once sat, a small, tailless woman with crazy spiked hair and off-putting normal clothing (over a much-older variant of saiyan armor) stood, one foot atop the pond's edge. Somehow, her pupils were ablaze.

"YOU'D GO AS FAR AS TO HIDE THE FACT THAT YOU'VE GAINED A RIVAL FROM ME!? NOT ONLY, BUT YOU'D DARE UNDERMINE A CHALLENGER'S RESOLVE!?" she boomed with a girly voice that rattled the heavens themselves.

"AND YOU…" she slowly turned to a now-shaking Archi.

"I-I-I-I-"

"COMPLICITOUS SCOUNDREL!" she roared, bashing Archi to the stars.

"My captain…" Kora staggered to her feet, fist balled, "with all due respect…"

She then began charging toward her shorter master.

"WHILE I ADMIT SHE HAS SPIRIT, IN MY EYES, SHE DOESN'T HAVE THE STRENGTH OR PRIDE TO BE MY RIVAL-"

"A FOOL-HEARTED EVALUATION!" The captain bellowed, taking the full brunt of Kora's punch unfazed before slamming her into the ground. "THE POWER OF YOUR RIVAL MAKES LITTLE DIFFERENCE! WHAT TRULY MATTERS IS THEIR HEARTS, WHAT THEY'RE WILLING TO GIVE IN THE NAME OF SURPASSING YOU!"

"BUT…" Kora sprung from her hole in the ground, fist clenched, "UNDER YOUR INTENSE TRAINING, I'M POSITIVE THAT SHE STANDS NO CHANCE OF EVER CLOSING THE GAP BETWE-"

"INSOLENCE!" Kora's master once more erupted, sending Kora screaming into the sky with a raised fist. "WITH SUCH A SHORT-SIGHTED THOUGHT PROCESS, IT'S NO WONDER YOU HAVE YET TO SURPASS ME! DEDICATION AND DISCIPLINE CAN TURN EVEN THE MOST MUNDANE FORMS OF TRAINING INTO RIGID FORTIFICATIONS OF THE BODY AND SPIRIT WHICH EXCEED THE MOST COMPLEX OF REGIMENTS!"

Other residents of Conton City gave concerned looks, met eyes of literal fireballs, and promptly looked away.

She waited, tapping her feet impatiently, until both Kora and Archi's screaming was audible to jump up and catch them. The sight of what could be mistaken for a middle-schooler catching the two saiyans was something to behold.

"I'm sorry… Captain…" Kora winced. "I'm still below you…"

"Fool," she responded. "That goes without say. What truly matters is how you've dealt with this new challenger of yours. Such a phenomenon ought to be met with excitement, not resentment or condescension. Does your blood not boil at the thought of a bout between the two of you at your best?"

"Oh… it definitely boils when I think of her," Kora replied, her answer carrying notable hostility.

The captain placed Kora and Archi back to their feet.

"It sounds like there's more to this than I thought…"

"Yes. She's a Super Saiyan."

Kora's master took on a softer tone, aware of the legend's value to her student. "Is that so?"

"Even worse, she's nothing without it… but not long ago, after I found out first-hand…"

("AND IT'LL BE ON MY OWN! WITHOUT THIS STATE!")

"… I won't doubt you for a second, captain. I have to keep getting stronger, or she really will surpass me. Even without transforming into a-"

[BGM: Sengoku BASARA OST – Fist ~ From the Worthy Tiger With Love (1:01)]

The captain turned Super Saiyan.

Kora flatlined for a second. "C-CAPTAIN!?"

"NOT GOOD ENOUGH! STRIVE TO SURPASS HER AT HER GREATEST! STRIVE TO PUSH THROUGH YOURSELF AND BECOME SOMETHING GRANDIOSE! STRIVE TO SURPASS SUPER SAIYAN AS YOU ARE!"

Kora began welling up, clenching her teeth as not to start wailing.

Useless.

"UNDERSTOOD, CAPTAIN TARUBEI!" she bawled.

"KORA!"

"CAPTAIN TARUBEI!"

"KORA!"

"CAPTAIN TARUBEI!"

"KORA!"

"Hey can y'all shut the fuck up over there?" yelled a saiyan from across Conton City. "Trying to record something for my girl."

"…!"

"…!"

"Know what? You right, it ain't even that serious. Proceed."

Archi stood up.

"CAPTAIN, I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE! LET'S TRAIN ALREADY BEFORE I COMBUST!" He exclaimed, fighting spirit at an all-time high as well.

Tarubei nodded, cooling herself off. "Well put, Archi!" The two ran off to find an ideal stagnant timespace. As for Kora…

"Surpass a Super Saiyan as I am now… that must be the last thing you ever expected of me. Right, Father?"

She grinned, running to catch up with her master and Archi.

[ED: Pay Money To My Pain – Weight of My Pride]

"Well, I'll do it. If nothing else, just to find out if I can."

Yo! OP here!

Kazikum's mentally broke ass is finna get my T rating slapped. Not like sophomores are already out here cursing more than adults, but still. On my toes.

Look at that, I didn't wait an entire month again to update! Miraculous!

So that's this chapter. Kora's gonna focus on getting stronger than Dina's SSJ state, while Dina's still training to surpass Kora, so Kora's naturally gonna make Dina's goal that much more hellish. Soon, during an accident that results in her being driven to unveil some of her past, she'll focus on surpassing herself. It's THAT that'll get her on Kora's letter. Speaking of, her mentor was revealed this chapter. I took a generic anime girl and gave her Takeda Shingen's personality because that shkt's funny. (Shkt. Huh. Imma keep that. Happy accident.) Yeah, that's obviously not ALL she has as a character. I'll somewhat flesh Tarubei out as the story goes, subtle manners or otherwise. Things of note: General before she died, Universe 6, Ancient era of warring states.

I've also opened my eyes to the fact that this fic is Great Value Drifters. That's a dope ass show I just picked up, and this interpretation of Shimazu Toyohisa's a great character. Like a slightly darker Sanada Yukimura, even the same kote and pantswear.

One more thing. I've finally nailed a concept for a namekian character in the main cast. He and Kazikum'll develop a solid bond if things go as planned, and you'll likely see next chapter. Tune in for that reveal this 2030!

Yeah. Gonna right some wrongs that I noticed in earlier chapters and work on the next. Be safe, be good, be free.

That's about it. See ya.