Dragon Ball Oneshots/Shorts

Beerus x Goddess of Creation reader

A/n- Blue_Ivy_626 I hope you like it!! Sorry it took awhile I've just been busy! ❤️

The sun was setting over the ocean, casting a warm glow over the luxury cruise ship where Bulma's birthday party was in full swing. The Z fighters were gathered on the deck, enjoying the festivities, completely unaware of the brewing storm. Among the guests was a woman who, to the untrained eye, seemed like an ordinary human. She had been friends with Bulma and the others for years, always there to support them through thick and thin. But she was far from ordinary.

Her name was Y/N, a Goddess of Creation who had chosen to live among mortals, finding solace in their simple lives. Her powers, which could breathe life into the most barren of lands, were in stark contrast to the destruction often left in the wake of one particular god—the God of Destruction, Beerus.

Beerus had always been aware of Y/N's true identity. In fact, he had often caused just enough chaos to draw her out, delighting in the interactions that followed. She was the yin to his yang, the order to his chaos, and though their encounters were filled with tension, there was an undeniable connection between them.

As the party continued, Goku, ever eager to challenge his limits, had just finished a sparring match with Beerus. The fight had left him bruised and battered, yet exhilarated. But as Goku collapsed, panting heavily, it became clear that Beerus wasn't quite done. His eyes glinted with mischief as he prepared to unleash another attack, one that would surely cause catastrophic damage to the ship and everyone on board.

Before he could strike, Y/N stepped forward, her aura shifting from the warm, nurturing presence she usually exuded to something far more formidable. "Enough, Beerus," she called out, her voice firm but calm, like a gentle breeze that could easily turn into a storm.

The Z fighters turned to look at her in surprise, their confusion evident. They had never seen Y/N like this before. Beerus, however, merely smirked. "Ah, there she is," he said, his tone dripping with amusement. "The Goddess of Creation finally reveals herself."

The shock rippled through the crowd. Bulma was the first to speak, her voice tinged with disbelief. "Y/N... you're a goddess?"

Y/N turned to her friend, offering a small, apologetic smile. "I am. I've kept it hidden because I wanted to live among you as an equal, not as a deity."

"How quaint," Beerus drawled, floating lazily in the air. "But you can't hide from your nature forever, Y/N. You were bound to reveal yourself sooner or later."

"Is that why you're here?" Y/N asked, narrowing her eyes. "Causing chaos just to force my hand?"

Beerus chuckled. "Perhaps. Or maybe I simply enjoy seeing you try to clean up my messes. It's always so entertaining."

The tension between them was palpable. The Z fighters, still reeling from the revelation, watched as Y/N and Beerus faced off. But this wasn't like the usual battles they were used to. This was a clash of ideals, of order versus chaos, creation versus destruction.

"You don't have to do this," Y/N said softly, her voice losing some of its edge. "There's no need to destroy everything in your path."

"And there's no need to create everything either," Beerus countered. "But it's what we are, isn't it? You create, I destroy. It's the natural order of things."

Y/N shook her head. "It's not that simple, Beerus. There's more to life than just creating and destroying. There's balance, harmony."

Beerus tilted his head, as if considering her words. "Balance, you say? And where does that leave us? Forever at odds, trying to outdo one another?"

"Maybe," Y/N replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "Or maybe we could find a way to coexist. To find balance between us."

For a moment, there was silence. The Z fighters held their breath, waiting to see what would happen next. Beerus floated closer to Y/N, his expression inscrutable. Then, without warning, he laughed—a deep, genuine laugh that caught everyone off guard.

"Balance, huh? I suppose that's worth considering," he said, a hint of something softer in his voice. "But don't think that means I'll go easy on you."

Y/N smiled, a real, warm smile that reached her eyes. "I wouldn't expect anything less."

As the tension eased, Bulma approached Y/N, still trying to process everything. "So... all this time, you were a goddess? And you and Beerus...?"

Y/N chuckled, her demeanor returning to the warm, approachable friend they all knew. "It's complicated, Bulma. But yes, I've had to clean up a lot of his messes over the years."

"And you'll keep doing it, won't you?" Beerus said, hovering beside her with a smirk.

"Someone has to," Y/N replied, giving him a playful nudge.

Unknown to them, the Grand Priest had been observing from afar, his eyes twinkling with knowing amusement. He had always been aware of the connection between the two, but he had chosen to remain silent. After all, even gods deserved a little privacy.

As the party resumed, the Z fighters buzzed with excitement, their shock giving way to curiosity and admiration for their friend. Y/N, the Goddess of Creation, had been among them all this time, and now, her secret was out.

But as she stood beside Beerus, watching the sunset together, Y/N realized that maybe, just maybe, there was more to her role than just fixing chaos. Perhaps, in the balance between creation and destruction, she had found something—or someone—worth fighting for.