#fighter reader

Your nerves felt overwhelmed, like they were still buzzing from all the spells that had been cast on you today. You were sure you’d shock whoever touched you next, and you couldn’t wait for it to wear off.

As if he could sense your musings, though, you saw Gale approaching you from across the camp, carrying a small bundle in his arms. He’d been out there with you today, and you could recognize the familiar tired lines around his eyes, letting you know he was just as sapped as you or Shadowheart were.

“Did you need any help with that?” He asked, sitting next to you and gesturing at your half-wrapped leg. “I saw you get caught with it. My apologies for not being able to stop it.”

Gale seemed genuinely contrite, as if it was his fault you were injured, rather than the endless swarms of goblins that you’d all been facing. You almost had to laugh. It was your job to take hits, right? It was silly for the glass cannon wizard to apologize to you for it.

“Better me than you, right? That last fireball there was pretty useful,” You replied, holding out the end of the bandage and letting him pull your calf up into his lap. His hands were steady and softer than you could ever remember yours being. It was nice to just relax into his touch for a moment.

“Well, I may appreciate not having any arrows in my own hide, but that hardly means I want to see them in yours,” He huffed, pulling out a proper laugh from your chest.

“Relax, Gale, I’m still breathing. I could’ve taken a couple more of these and still dragged home all the loot.”

“I could’ve carried some of it, you know, you always insist on carrying everything.” He waved his hand over your leg, the sparkling light of a prestidigitation, ensuring the cleanliness of the wound and bandage. “There’s no sense in pushing yourself when you're injured.”

“I feel like I’m being scolded by a professor,” You teased, shivering under the extra brush of magic, lighting up your sensitive skin and making you let out a small keen. But looking back up at Gale’s face, you saw him watching you with a bright and noticeable blush across his cheeks. You hesitated for a brief moment, in which he shook himself out of the daze, looking back down quickly at the bandage.

“D-do you perhaps usually react to magic that way?” He asked, stumbling over his words out of embarrassment. “I don’t think I’ve heard you…um, do that before.”

“Oh, I, it’s just that, after all the magic of the fight, you know how it is,” You replied, caught off guard. He looked cute like this, bashful and yet still carefully wrapping your leg. “Overwhelmed, is all. It gets to be a lot.”

“Is this too much?” He asked, looking up at you and back down to where his hands rested on your leg.

“No! No, it’s good.” You didn’t want to lose the feeling of his touch just yet. “You’re gentle. It's perfectly alright."

"If you're sure," He replied, trailing his hand over the bandage to ensure it was wrapped tight enough as he finished wrapping your leg. "Apologies that healing magic isn't my specialty. This will have to heal the old-fashioned way. With rest and time." He gently patted your calf, not letting go just yet. "So? Passable work, could I make it as a nurse if I had to?"

You laughed softly, still feeling high-strung and focused on his touch. "Nurse Gale? I think you could do it. I'm not bleeding any worse than I was before." You felt like you were blushing; your cheeks were hot. Hopefully, that and the dizziness were just from his full attention rather than your wounds catching up to you.

"Yes, well, you make a wonderful patient," He said. "Not that this is good, don't get shot again on my account, please." Gale looked at you, and you could see the genuine worry and guilt in his eyes. The stre lingered, taking your breath for a long moment.

Gale coughed, seeming to remember himself. He set your leg down gently before jumping to his feet, avoiding your eyes. You could still see his blush, though, warm and rosy.

"I suppose I'd ought to get to cooking something tonight. You'll hardly heal without any food," He spoke quickly, as if giving himself an excuse. "Do uh, do let me know if you're in need of any other help though."

"Come on Krillin! Show me what you got"

"Of course! Don't underestimate me Goku!"

Son Goku and his long childhood friend Krillin are training together in an open, green field. Its far out in the wild since their training sessions can get very heated and this way, they can't disturb other people and or destroy people's properties. Son Goku, who recently won the martial arts tournament and saved earth from demon King Piccolo, is having the upper hand. His last fights made him a lot stronger and even though Krillin knows that he won't give in easily. He also has his pride as one of Master Roshi's students.

In one swift motion, Goku uses a mismove of Krillin to his advantage and sends him flying. However, it seems that the black-haired fighter has underestimated his own power since the distance grows and grows and doesn't seem to stop anytime soon. Goku's expression scrunches up "Sorry Krillin!" he shouts after him and gets going to see where he went.

Little did they know that there was somebody else who was enjoying the quietness of the nature and the big, open fields for their own training. A young woman focused on the movements of her kicks and punches, her body and mind moving as one. Her eyes lit up as she notices a foreign source of Ki coming closer to her location. Her eyes focus on the direction and before it can hit her, she catches the smaller man and holds him upside down on his ankle.

"W-Woah hey! Let me go!"

He sounded nervous, wriggling around in the woman's iron tight grip.

"Who are you and why did you try to attack me?"

She asks in a strong voice, glaring down at him. Krillin gulps.

"W-What? No No, this is a misunderstanding! I did not try anything! I was about to crash into you because I-”

Before he could explain himself, there was a second source of Ki coming closer. It was on a completely different level, making the woman feel a bit uneasy. Whatever it was, it was strong, but it did not feel hostile.

"Krillin? Are you okay? I didn't mean to throw ya away this hard!"

Goku catches up to his friend and as he sees the situation, he tilts his head in confusion.

"Whos that? Are ya training a new technique or something-?"

"No! Now help me, please!"

Krillin sounds desperate, the blood already getting into his head from hanging upside down for so long. The womans eyes widen a bit.

"Wait, who?"

Her e/c eyes look him up and down. His black spiky hair, the very well-trained physique, the orange Gi and the strong Ki that radiates from him. Now it clicks. She looks down at Krillin, his face started to get pale and his expression screams that he is not feeling good at all. She lets him down carefully and holds up her arms in defense.

"I deeply apologize! I thought your friend wanted to attack me!" she bows down, and her face is tainted in a light, embarrassed blush.

Goku processes her words and then smiles

“No worries! Krillin can take that” he answers with a chuckle.

His best friend lays on the ground, the blood slowly running back into his body

“Y-Yeah..absol..absolutely” he mumbles in a defeated voice.

The fighter stretches his hand out to the woman

“Names Goku by the way! Nice to meet ya!”

He introduces himself with a warm smile. Y/N takes a deep breath and takes his hand, shaking it with a firm grip

“Nice to meet you too, my name is Y/N. I actually heard a lot about you” she answers with a small chuckle.

“Oh really? hope it's nothing bad then!” he answers and then helps his best friend up from the ground.

Krillin shakes his head to regain focus and brushes some dust off his Gi, the smaller warrior looks up to his friend

“Thanks man. I think I was about to pass out” he mumbles the last part quietly to himself.

Y/N shakes her head

“No, no don't worry. I know you from the tournament to be exact. I watched you fight and have to admit that your skills are very impressive.” she answers, a small shy blush makes itself present on her cheeks. It's not that she only watched one fight, she watched all. His fighting style and lighthearted personality caught her interest quickly.

Goku smiles brightly at the compliment and his eyes light up, as he thinks back to the tournament

"It was an amazing experience! There were so many strong opponents to fight. Man..thinking about this makes me feel all pumped up!"

He says energized and Y/N can pick up on his Ki raising slightly, mimicking his excitement for a good fight. Goku then holds his chin, thinking for a moment

"Wait a minute"

He then points at his friend, "Krillin was flying quite fast since i threw him with a lot of force" , his finger moves over to Y/N who starts to get a bit uncomfortable "And you caught him! Means your reflexes are quite good"

Krillin's eyes widen at the statement, and he looks up to the woman

"He's right! Hey Y/N, are you a fighter by any chance?"

Y/N starts to sweat nervously and looks to the side

“A-Ah..uhm..yeah but like I-” she gets cut off by Goku's strong hands gripping her shoulders

“I knew it! Then come, join us in training!” he suggests excited, his dark pupils sparkle “This will get all of us stronger!

Krillin smiles and nods in agreement

"He's right, the more the merrier"

Y/N starts to blush at the sudden contact, her eyes wander over to his toned arms that are gripping her shoulders pleasantly firm. She snaps back to reality quickly, not wanting anyone to notice her nearly drooling over the fighter. She then looks back up into his puppy like eyes. How could she ever say no to his request?

“Okay okay, I'm in! But my level of skill doesn't match yours in the slightest so..I don't know if you guys really benefit from training with me” she answers a bit nervous, avoiding eye contact.

Goku smiles and squeezes her shoulders reassuringly before letting go. Y/N already misses the contact.

“Doesn't matter! Any kind of training will get us stronger so come on, let's get right into it”

Y/N nods and the three of them start to get into a fighting position. The woman is utterly nervous, her limbs shaking a bit. //I have to try my best! No way I will miss this opportunity//

Krillin does not like the thought to fight against a woman at first, but he gets into the mood quickly after seeing how hard Y/N tries and that she surely knows how to throw some good punches. Even against Goku.

Goku smiles brightly and encourages Y/N to try and show some more, hyping her up. He can feel how much potential is hidden inside of her. How she partially blocks her Ki out of nervousness and not believing in herself strong enough. He wants to change that.

After hours and hours of training, Y/N falls onto her knees. Her breathing is heavy, and her body drenched in sweat, an amazing feeling if she is honest with herself.

Goku sits down beside her and smiles “That was great! You are really tough” he compliments her, stretching his limbs to prevent any after-training cramps.

Y/N’s cheeks start to blush in a deep red which is not coming from the exhaustion. Hearing such a compliment from him, a fighter of his skill, is really making her heart race

“T-Thank you..It was a lot of fun to train with you guys” she answers with a warm smile.

Goku stretches his hand out to her and helps her up, giving her hand a light extra squeeze before letting go. He looks down to her

"There is a lot of potential hidden inside you, Y/N. I can feel it!"

Y/N looks questioning at him

"You're limiting yourself through your mind" he taps at her forehead softly "Stop questioning yourself and your abilities and start believing in them! It will help you grow in no time." he adds and smiles warmly at her.

Y/N eyes widen a bit, something about his words tickle her emotions in just the right way. Her chest feels all warm and fuzzy. She looks up to him, his buzzing, strong but gentle Ki radiating of off him. She needs to smile and nods.

"Thank you Goku, your words mean a lot. I will definitely work on that"

Goku grins and lays his arms behind his head lazily

"Im looking forwards to next time already!"

Y/N blinks a few times, a faint blush creeping up on her face again