𝗧𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗜𝗻 𝗦𝗮𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗲; 𝗚𝗼𝗸𝘂 𝘅 𝗩𝗲𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗮

"Special Training?"

Today felt like an eternity. Normally, Vegeta would finish the list of chores swiftly without any issues; but with a certain someone constantly distracting him by starting a conversation with a ridiculous subject, it slowed him down.

Not only would Goku talk too much for Vegeta's liking, he also didn't seem to understand the concept of personal space. It pissed the prince off so much. I know he isn't the brightest of saiyans, but he should at least be aware of basic boundaries.

Like now: "Kakarot," Vegeta growled. "What did I say earlier about personal space?" He spoke through gritted teeth.

Kakarot stood directly behind him, pressed up close with his head resting on Vegeta's shoulder to watch how the prince scrubbed his pile of dirty dishes. If anyone were to see them together in such an intimate position, the prince knew for certain he would die from embarrassment.

"Oh," Goku realised the closeness that the other was referring to. "Sorry 'bout that!" He let out a tittering laugh before returning to the dirty dishes still piled up in his assigned sink.

Vegeta didn't respond. He continued to scrub at the grime covering the silver plate at a harsh force; though, not hard enough to actually break the plate.

It was a blissful silence for a few minutes; only the sound of tap water, sponges against cutlery and the noise of someone squeezing more washing up liquid onto their sponge could be heard.

"Crap!" Goku groaned as he accidentally applied too much force on a plate, causing it to shatter. He looked over at Vegeta, who was currently chuckling to himself.

"Having trouble there, Kakarot?" Vegeta teased, taking advantage of Goku's embarrassment.

"No!" Goku defended before blowing a raspberry directly in Vegeta's face, managing to get some of his spit on the prince's cheek.

Vegeta scrunched his face up in disgust as he wiped the spit off his cheek with his thumb. "You're fucking disgusting." He insulted.

Goku couldn't hold back his laughter. "Hehe, that's what ya get, 'Geta!"

"Just fuck off and hurry up. I want to actually train while I'm here." Vegeta scolded before whacking the back of the other's thick skull.

"Ow!" Goku winced, rubbing his throbbing skull to soothe the pain. He decided to not provoke the irritable prince further since he too is desperate to begin their training. Just thinkin' about all the stuff Whis' is gonna teach us is gettin' me excited!

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Taking a bite of sushi Bulma had prepared earlier blessed Whis' tongue with its mouth watering flavour - the soy sauce made it heavenly . "Mmph!" Whis moaned as he allowed the palatable sushi pleasure to his taste buds.

Sucking on his teeth, Whis retrieved his staff from where it rested in order to view the two saiyans' current activities. Both were silently scrubbing away, and even through the staff he could feel the tense atmosphere. Of course they've just finished bickering... Why am I not surprised?

The way Vegeta grit his teeth and scrubbed intensely clearly conveyed his vexation. I wonder what Goku has done this time...

Goku, on the other hand, seemed too focused on retaining his extensive strength as he tried to refrain from breaking another plate - this failed, however, due to him becoming frustrated and breaking yet another plate. "Not again!" He whined.

Whis watched Vegeta stifle his laughter, and he too found it amusing to see Goku struggle.

"Stop laughing at me!" Goku splashed soapy water at Vegeta out of annoyance.

Unfortunately, the prince didn't take it too lightly...

"You piece of shit!" Vegeta knocked Goku back, but to both their luck, the third class collided with a cabinet filled with various glasses and porcelain plates.

Whis let out an exasperated sigh as he rubbed his temples. "Maybe cleaning the dishes wasn't the greatest idea..." Standing up, he tapped his staff against the marble floor before instantaneously appearing outside of an oak door.

Gripping onto the copper handle, Whis pushed open the door to reveal both Goku and Vegeta soaking wet with clumps of bubbles clinging to their hair and clothes as they fought with each other.

"Ya didn't have to shove me into the cabinet, Vegeta!" Goku poked Vegeta's chest with his index finger.

"Well, you shouldn't have splashed dish water on me, third class!"

"That's enough!" Whis scolded; their argument came to an immediate halt. He pinched his temples out of frustration and sighed dramatically. "Honestly, can you two not last even 5 seconds without disagreeing and being reckless?!"

Vegeta quickly placed his arms by his sides before bowing. "My apologies, Whis."

Goku's eyes widened at the prince's politeness. "Uhh..." He scratched the back of his neck, unsure of what to say. Though, Vegeta's instant apology was pretty funny.

"Vegeta, do me a favour and check on Lord Beerus." Whis requested; he knew that Vegeta was used to such a task.

Vegeta nodded, gently closing the door behind him as he left.

Now alone with Goku, Whis felt that now was the perfect time to inform the saiyan on his plans.

"What am I supposed to do, Whis?" Goku queried the smiling angel.

Whis chuckled before answering; "You promise to keep your mouth shut? Vegeta cannot know about your special training."

"Special training?" Goku tilted his head like a confused puppy. "What's that?" And why can't Vegeta know about it?

"Lord Beerus told me that he sees potential in you, and your Universe 7's best warrior."

"But... I thought that Monaka guy was a lot stronger than me?" Goku interjected.

Whis laughed nervously; "Oh, he is ." He cleared his throat and continued. "But Lord Beerus wants you to catch up with Monaka, which is why he has specifically requested for me to train you even harder than I was initially going to."

Goku's eyes lit up with excitement at Whis' brief description of their training difficulty. "Woahhh. So, this 'special training' is gonna be super duper hard?!" His voice raised an octave. "Oh, man! This is gonna be so fun! I can't wait to see how difficult your training is once we actually can start!"

Whis found Goku's child-like excitement amusing. "Both you and Vegeta will start your regular training tomorrow - though, that's if you can actually finish your chores." He eyed Goku before softening his stare; "And your special training begins at midnight, tomorrow."

"Midnight?!" Goku shrieked.

"Yes," Whis confirmed. "We must begin while Vegeta is asleep and unaware." He knew this was risky - well, for Goku, anyway.

"But why can't Vegeta know? What about his special training?"

"Because then it wouldn't be special now, would it?" Whis said, watching the disappointed expression on Goku's face. "I think it's time for lunch, don't you think?" He smiled and relished the gleeful expression plastered on Goku as he nodded enthusiastically.