𝗧𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗜𝗻 𝗦𝗮𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗲; 𝗚𝗼𝗸𝘂 𝘅 𝗩𝗲𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗮

Peculiar

It has been a few weeks since Goku had joined Vegeta to train under the tutelage of Whis. Despite their constant bickering and competitiveness, they were settling well here on Beerus' planet.

Both saiyans definitely have the potential to reach even greater heights if they were to continue with Whis' training course, and the angel is more than content with pushing their limits - not just for the sake of finding a new God of Destruction once Lord Beerus kicks the bucket...

Today, however, Whis felt something strange radiating from his pupils. Goku seemed to be strangely tense during their current sparring session. And Vegeta was much later than usual to their designated training time.

Quick, swift, rapid: a speedy flurry of punches and kicks from Goku were aimed at Whis, who effortlessly dodged them all. None of them had any tactic or gambit; they were from pure frustration.

Whis finished the spar prematurely by gripping tightly on Goku's gi during his movements before launching him to the ground. He watched Goku skid across the grass on his ass. "I think that will do for today."

Sitting up, Goku winced from the soreness radiating from his rear. "I'm not done yet, Whis." His tone sounded feral, an uncharacteristic snarl which caught Whis off guard. "I wanna fight more!" He yelled as he launched himself at the angel, holding out his fist to collide it with Whis' face.

Not even moving to dodge, Whis caught Goku's wrist with one hand. "That's-" He grabbed hold of the second fist attempting to strike. "Enough!" Whis scolded the Saiyan who had powered up.

"No," Goku hissed through gritted teeth. He tried pulling his wrists free from the angel's vice grip, failing miserably. "Let me go and fight me for real!" Goku's body felt as if it were aflame; a strange, fiery tension possessed every fibre of his being.

He's beginning to act like Vegeta... Whis sighed, deciding to land a harsh blow on Goku's skull, causing him to scramble out of the angel's grip.

Goku rubbed his skull to soothe the pain. "Ow!" He furrowed his brows, "What was that for?!"

"You're not yourself today, Goku." Whis answered as lowered himself to the ground; Goku followed suit. "Are you unwell? Your skin is sweltering" He queried, clearly concerned.

Goku stood scratching his nose with his index finger, "Uhh... I don't feel sick...."

"Oh? Well, has anything from Vegeta caused you to feel this way?" Whis was very aware of the cause of Goku's uncharacteristically tense persona; it was lack of any sexual relief throughout the past years that has finally caught up to Goku. I'm surprised a mortal could even last that long without intercourse - especially with a monstrous sexual appetite of a saiyan...

Goku looked up as if it would aid his thinking. His eyes lit up once he thought of Vegeta's behaviour last night. "Oh! I do remember Vegeta going off to play with his weiner again!"

The expression on Whis' face was priceless; he looked absolutely horrified by Goku's euphemism for masturbation; he certainly wasn't expecting that phrase to spill from the saiyan's lips. "Please refer to it as masturbation, Goku." It's less mortifying that way...

"Why? What's that?"

"Never mind..." Whis trailed off before clearing his throat. "We're finished for today."

Feeling the strange tension from earlier leaving his body, Goku realised he had been sparring with Whis solo this entire time. "Hey, Whis?" He queried.

"Hm?"

"Where's Vegeta?"

"Good question, Goku. However-"