Ryusika was alone in her personal bathroom that's in her room and was still awake to the most part. She had just got done taking care of some business and unleashing some of the entrails into the toilet. Her eyes were dreary and displayed signs of lack of sleep. She got up to brush her teeth in hopes of getting rid of the taste of vomit in her mouth.
"Come on, Ryusika Yuki you can do this! All you need to do is survive the 9 months of this right?" Ryusika encouraged herself. After taking a warm shower she walked out of her personal bathroom and towards her wardrobe that had an incredible amount of woman's clothing in it. She decided she would put on a lime green vest over a white shirt and wear some jeans to go with her blue slip on shoes. After she got done making her wavy long hair she made her way down the spiral staircase and out the door, making her way towards Ace's place through her personal jet, in order to come up with a way to tell her parents. She had noted that both her mother and father were away on a trip as of right now and that in all honesty they wouldn't disown her even if she got pregnant. The bad part is that if they find out that not only she is pregnant but also the baby daddy is not taking responsibility especially the fact that it was all an accident, her parents sense of blame would narrow to that target and would go out of their way to get revenge for deflowering their precious daughter without compensation.
Around The Same Time
Kuzuku was still asleep until he felt something shift in his bed. He didn't know what it was as he assumed it to be a book that he had read before going to sleep. He decided to kick it right off the bed and lazily pulled the covers over himself some more.
"Ow!" a voice let out. 21 had was now on the floor and rubbing her head as she was unprepared as to what had happened. She got up and glared at the Saiyan who had just kicked her out of bed.
"Kuzuku......" she said the first time but got no reply. She decided to be a more vocal with her approach.
"Kuzuku." She repeated and still didn't get a response from her beloved Saiyan. That was when her impatient side kicked in.
"KUZUKU!" She yelled, causing the Saiyan to jump right out of bed and land on the floor in some martial arts stance.
"What, Huh, who, where, what?" Kuzuku sputtered a random array of words from initial shock. 21 cleared her throat, gaining his undivided attention.
"Oh morning 21, how did you get here?" Kuzuku asked.
"I don't know, you're the one who brought me into your room in the first place." 21 answered with venom. Kuzuku thought for a moment as memories of yesterday flooded it's way back into his mind.
"Yeah, now I remember but why do I hear a hint of malice in your tone?" Kuzuku questioned innocently. 21's eye twitched at his second question and proceeded to hit him in the back of his head with her tail.
"Ow! What was that for!" Kuzuku complained. 21 was beginning to walk out of the room before saying.
"Maybe you should watch where you are kicking then next time I won't hit you." with that she exited the room, leaving the Saiyan confused at to what just happened. He got up quickly to freshen up by putting on gray sweatpants with a hoodie to match and made his way out into the kitchen where 21 had been cooking some food.
"So you are not going to tell me what I did?" Kuzuku asked which earned him a grunt from the majin. Kuzuku sighed and decided to bust out the big guns.
"Alright then I guess you can keep it to yourself. But I did have this delicious chocolate mousse cake in the fridge all for you but I guess I can eat it if you want." Kuzuku teased. 21's body had a hint of shivers all over before turning around slowly. She tried to speak but couldn't seem to get the words out due to her embarrassment.
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Dragon Ball: Super and Beyond (OLD VERSION!)
FanficMeet Kuzuku, a young Saiyan who traveled to Earth at a young age. Read this story to discover his adventure with Goku and his friends as he battles various foes and makes new friends. Will they be able to combat these adversaries on their own? Read...