“ Why did I try to hold a conversation with you while you’re stuffing your face? ”

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anger ,   rage ,   &   fury push goku to new heights ,   but it doesn’t linger .

as we see with saiyans endlessly they typically only need to reach a new height once to be able to keep achieving it ,   &   as we’ve similarly seen the usual catalyst for a lot of these rapid improvements tend to be a form of rage ;        goku ,   clearly ,   is no exception   ——   but anger doesn’t come naturally to him .

“You’re right. The tongue of God is a strange one to inhabit this mouth of yours. But fear not, Goku- I will find a way to make you suffer more than you have ever suffered.

And you should thank me for it! After all, don’t you Saiyans gain strength each time you’re hurt? You can push me, and I’ll push you, and it will be splendid!”

Black has been dying for this. He eats little. He sleeps even less. His eyes are wild and his smirk is a mockery of Goku’s grin.

“Fight me.” 

𝑮𝑶𝑲𝑼 𝑫𝑰𝑫𝑵'𝑻 𝑬𝑵𝑱𝑶𝒀 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑨𝒀   black spoke about his body ,   as if he were somehow entitled to it ,   but he wasn’t about to let that discomfort show .        he’s all bouncy   ―   toned   &   easygoing but beneath it all there’s little room left for willful forgiveness toward this one .

❛   yeah ,   that’s right we do ,   &   if you’re in my body that means the same probably goes for you now too ,   doesn’t it ?        that’s fine by me ,   i wanna fight you at your peak ...   so i can overtake it   &   wipe that look off your face .   ❜        ... 𝑴𝒀 𝑭𝑨𝑪𝑬 ?        goku banished that bewilderment ,   a cocky grin of his own        (   yet considerably less vicious   )        taking place as he eased into a ready stance .

“The stretch of your brain as it struggles to comprehend me is endlessly, and viscerally satisfying to me, Goku. I simply adore it.

I’m looking forward to hurting you so much more than that!”

❛   nah ,   i comprehend you just fine !        it’s just how you say things .   ❜

“I wait for the day that two shall become one for all eternity- I await it with all my heart.”

                                            @gokutm​,  s.c.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬,    being thrown into glass, cement, and other unforgiving material, and getting caught in explosions were all liable to result in abnormal experiences within the mind.  no one could endure such trauma, as well as be a witness to casualties, without physiological consequences.  the damage to his body was visible, having scars on his face, and he even lacked a second arm.  now to add insult to injury, mind games were beginning to transpire.  

𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐮𝐬.  indubitably, such a tragedy was going to stick with gohan forever.  he wore the beloved saiyan’s signature gi, did his utmost to become stronger and defend the earth in his namesake  however, much to gohan’s chagrin, he was failing miserably.  and the only difference in the next battle would be the materialization of his demise.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮, the hero that he aspired to be.  it was a figment of the imagination, little did he know  —  but gohan proceeded to speak, pour his heart and soul out, as though the figure was real.

“  i-i’m sorry, dad…  i’m sorry i can’t restore peace to this planet…  ”    apologies came out in croaks, the grief crawling up his throat so strong that it squeezed at his larynx, rendering every word uttered borderline incoherent.  his emotional pain outdid his physical pain in immensity.

“  i did my best… i-it wasn’t enough, i know, but… it was all i had…!  i’m sorry!  ”     head hung low in shame, his mighty shoulders shook with the force of his sobs.  he was aware that he was living on borrowed time, soon to leave trunks without a friend and chichi without the family she had built.

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑳𝑨𝑪𝑬 𝑾𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬 𝑯𝑬'𝑫 𝑨𝑾𝑶𝑲𝑬𝑵   was different to where he’d left when closing his eyes   &   for a moment goku had wondered if he was simply dreaming   ——   but he felt too cognizant ,   too aware of himself   &   his surroundings ,   &   yet still goku doubted he was truly awake either .        all of that curiosity however took a backseat at the sight of the beaten body ahead of him …        he was so much bigger ,   but the energy felt the same …        &   those eyes ,   there were no mistaking those eyes .        whatever was going on ,   this was undoubtedly his son ,   &   right now gohan needed him .

𝑨𝑵 𝑨𝑹𝑴 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑪𝑯𝑬𝑫 𝑶𝑼𝑻 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑨 𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑼𝑮𝑯 𝑺𝑻𝑹𝑶𝑵𝑮   rested itself on the young man’s shoulder with a fatherly delicacy .        ❛   i know ,   son .   ❜        𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑼𝑮𝑯 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑹𝒀 ,   𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑹 ,   𝑵𝑬𝑬𝑫   filled the spaces between bones nothing reached the saiyan warriors face aside from that glow ,   that blinding   &   blazing grin full of hope   &   love ;   although it came to him naturally goku bet the boy could use seeing it .        gohan always had been gentler than him …        yet he could tell ,   he’d changed .        grown .        gotten stronger .        he was fighting for someone or something other than himself now .

❛   you did your best ,   gohan ,   &   i’m so proud of you .   ❜        𝑮𝑶𝑲𝑼 𝑾𝑨𝑺 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑨𝑺𝑲 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑰𝑵𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 ,   to know what had happened to him   &   their home ,   to fight for his son’s honour   &   bring the peace gohan fought so hard for ;   but could he ?        was this world even his ,   or was he truly dreaming after all ?        there was too much uncertainty   &   right now goku was right where he was needed most .        ❛   … but now’s not the time to give up ,   you’ve still got people out there waiting for you ,   right ?   ❜        𝑨 𝑭𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑳𝑬𝑺𝑺 𝑺𝑴𝑰𝑳𝑬 ,   𝑨 𝑺𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑲 𝑶𝑭 𝑶𝑷𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑴 𝑰𝑵 𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑬𝒀𝑬𝑺 ,   &   he held out his other hand both in request   &   in offering   ——   the fighter pushing a portion of his own energy free ,   transferring his ki   &   sharing his strength with the younger .        that borrowed time was not run down just yet .