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Warped minds

Goku smiled in bliss as he rolled over in his bed, his mind running wild with food fantasies. "That's right... Pour that maple syrup on my pancakes... You beautiful, beautiful woman that lives in my house." In his mind's eye, a faceless woman was doing just that - drizzling delicious maple syrup onto his banana pancakes. Now this was something he wasn't used to. Whenever he had this dream (which was almost every night) he would see Chi Chi's face not... This.

Weird, Goku's subconscious thought. Maybe I should give her a hug and see what happens? As if he was operating on autopilot, Goku (in his dream) stood from the dinner table and wrapped his arms around the woman's petite, toned hips. "Good morning."

The unknown female turned around and suddenly her features became more familiar and prominent. Her hair suddenly turned into a mass of spikes and she scowled at him, obviously annoyed at his antics. "What's so good about it?"

What the?! Goku sat up in his bed, blinking sleepily in confusion. That wasn't Chi Chi!

It was a grey, cloudy morning, one which Sadala's yellow light couldn't penetrate. Goku made a rough estimate and concluded that it was still relatively early in the morning; the sun had probably risen only two or three hours ago. The smell of something cooking downstairs instantly wiped all traces of sleep away and he pulled off the covers, getting dressed and freshened up in only a few minutes. Chi Chi had instilled the habit into him - she hated it when Goku arrived downstairs sloppy and unwashed and constantly demanded he 'try again' when he did.

The looming threat was at the forefront of Goku's mind but he managed to push it back, wanting to enjoy breakfast before getting down to business. It wasn't going to be easy explaining this to Caulifla. If he hadn't fought so many battles with super powered androids, mutant grasshoppers and bubblegum monsters he would have a hard time believing it himself. Bulma had told him that he and Caulifla should 'stick together at all costs' but Goku had caught the underlying message in her words and it made his stomach coil with uncertainty. He had finished essentially promising Chi Chi not long ago that he would try more of a family man just a mere six weeks ago. Everything had seemed so simple then - now everything seemed to be getting more and more complicated as it went along. And all of this... All of this was centered around the female saiyan that he had not been able to push out of his mind: Caulifla.

Caulifla was confusing to say the least. Though she had insisted that it had only been sex, he knew that, deep down, there were some repressed feelings in both of them, though he was more open to sharing them. He had learned quickly that she was not one to subject herself to turbulent emotions, which was probably why he knew so little of her psyche. But he knew enough to relate with her on a more personal level. To put it in short; she was brash, hasty and tended to make judgement on first impressions; almost everything that he wasn't. They shared some traits but were also complete opposites. Like Vegeta, Caulifla was constantly on alert and never let her guard down (outside of the bedroom). He, on the other hand, had more of a relaxed, carefree nature, as Whis had noted.

Goku's nose led him to the kitchen, where a familiar someone was standing at the stove, heating a gigantic roast and frying a meat that seemed to be something similar to bacon, a favorite for Goku when it came to breakfast.

"Good morning!" Goku greeted with a grin, making the the female at the stove startle and whip around, pupils dilated in alarm. When she saw who it was, she did not relax. In fact, she seemed more on edge than ever.

"H-hello," mumbled Kale, turning back to the stove so that she did not face him. Of course it's him... She glanced around the room. Oh, sis, where are you? Please don't leave me here to deal with him by myself.