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hiraeth - part one hundred

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       It was days like today that Y/n really wished she could adjust back to human clothing. Spring was in full motion now, and for the day, they had taken off to Bulma's summer house, where the weather was much warmer. It was a lone, uninhabited island where summer never ended, and it was the first time in years Y/n had felt the summer heat. As much as she missed it, it was suffocating in her Kai outfit.

The sun beat down on her like it was just a degree too close to the Earth, and although she wore sunscreen on her face, she could feel her skin slowly cooking under its rays. The breeze was thankfully strong though, carrying the heavy scent of salt along with it as gentle waves washed against the shoreline of the beach. Hiding beneath an umbrella, Y/n sat beside Whis, who was indulging himself in Earth delicacies, while Bulma and Beerus laid reclined beneath their own umbrellas, Bulla fast asleep beside her mother. Occasionally, a blast of wind would blow by, accompanied by waves of ocean water as Goku and Vegeta sparred far out over the ocean. They hadn't been wrong when they said it was a great place to train.

But it hadn't been the brightest idea to bring Beerus along. They wanted to come along since they were treating their visit to Earth like a vacation, but Beerus wound up getting frustrated with the two Saiyans over not being able to nap over the sounds of their training. It was exactly because of him that Y/n wiggled her way out of training with the two, knowing how Beerus could be thanks to her time training under Whis.

Finally deciding to take a break, Goku plopped himself down in the seat besides Y/n, grabbing a handful of the sweets Whis had been eating from, stuffing his face. Whis huffed in annoyance, glaring slightly, before quickly moving on.

"Goku, I was wondering," Whis spoke up, catching said man's attention as he looked over to Whis with a stuffed mouth. "Why is it that you still seek greater strength? You've already reached heights that rival the Gods themselves, what more could you want?"

Before Goku could swallow down the sweets in his mouth, Whis perked up, leaning in with a smirk. "Oh, wait, let me guess! You want to become the next Destroyer God?"

Goku choked on his food, eyes going wide as he felt Beerus's eyes burning holes into his back, jumping up from his seat as he waved his hands around wildly. "No way, no! I don't want to do that!"

Swallowing down his half-chewed food, he bounced back from his surprise with a grin. "It's just that after fighting in the tournament and meeting so many tough people, I realized I've got a long ways to go. Jiren was way stronger than me, and had better control over his power. I've got to start working harder if I want to be stronger, especially for when we fight again."

"Hm, then what about you, Vegeta?" Whis directed his curiosity onto Vegeta, who had moved to stand beside Goku. He scoffed, taking a long sip from his protein shake.

"Obviously it's because of Frieza," Vegeta said, crossing his arms. Goku looked down at him in confusion, head tilted.

"What do you mean? What about Frieza?"

"Because he's obviously going to come back for us, idiot!" Vegeta suddenly raised his voice, glaring up at Goku. Goku leaned back, eyes wide.

"I don't know, he helped us a lot in the tournament, we wouldn't have won without him," Goku said. His innocent reasoning only seemed to tick Vegeta off further, the man clenching his fist, teeth grit.

"Idiot, he only did that for his own gain! He wouldn't have helped us if you hadn't promised to bring him back to life, dumbass!" Vegeta shouted.

"How many times are you going to call me stupid?" Goku whined, holding his hands out to put distance between himself and Vegeta. Vegeta growled, nearly popping a blood vessel.