"Change of Heart"

Accused

You heard knocking at the front door and you got up to answer it. Bulma was at the door and you let her in. She gave you the medicine and you took it. She couldn't stay for too long so she had to go. You thanked her and she went on her way. Because the medicine was going to take half-an-hour to work, you laid down for a bit. You thought what you wanted to do as soon as you felt better. Obviously, you'll take a shower, brush your teeth, all that stuff. Maybe you'll bake some things for when Zamasu visits. He'll be confused when he sees you feeling better though.
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Zamasu struggled to get up with wounds all over him. He coughed and his own blood cane up. "Why are you ending this when we are so close to building our perfect utopia? Did you grow soft for the mortals? Or is it that girl you've been seeing? Maybe she could join us-" "Leave her out of this!" Black picked him up by the throat, "We will not stop. This will happen." He dropped Zamasu to the ground, "If you keep this act up, the both of you will be killed. But if you continue with our plan, I'll spare her..." Zamasu wiped the blood from his nose, "...Fine...I'll do it..." Black held out his hand, "Good choice..." Zamasu took it and Black helped him up. He handed the Potara over to Zamasu, "Put this on your left ear." Zamasu did what he told and it the Potara on. "Let's go now..." They teleported off to the future as Zamasu took one last look at Gowasu's body.
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That medication worked pretty well. You don't feel sick anymore. You had just got out the shower and you're brushing your teeth while your hair dried. As soon as you're done getting ready, you're going to start baking.

After you got dressed, you sprayed some perfume on with a scent Zamasu likes. At least you think he does. He has made a comment, saying, "it's nice." You heard fast knocking at the door and someone was quickly saying your name over and over. It sounded like Goku. You ran over and swung the door open. Goku didn't notice you opened the door and ended up knocking on your head. "(Y/N)(Y/N)(Y/N)(Y/N)(Y/N)-" You tried to grab his arms, "OWOWOWOWOW!!! Goku! Stop it! STOP IT!!!" Goku stopped, "Oh sorry...It's an emergency!" You looked concerned, "Wait? What happened?" "It's Gowasu! He's dead!" You felt your heart drop hearing that. "Wha... How di..." Beerus spoke, "We went to Universe 10 to check and see how things are going and we found him dead." "Do you know how..." "From what we saw, someone had killed him." What Whis added in made the whole thing so much worse. "From looking into the problems happening in Trunks' future, we think Zamasu is responsible..." It took longer than usual to process that information. You stood there shocked, "N-no, waitwait... He... Wha..." "I guess this is too much for you to process, dear. But you had to know..." "But... But... He... I know Zamasu doesn't like... a lot of people... But he wouldn't do something like that... What if he's being set up..." "I'm afraid not..." "But... didn't you say the guy looks just like Goku?" "We did, but we think Zamasu switched bodies with Goku..." "But I saw Zamasu this morning and this has been happening for a while now..." "It could of been the future Zamasu." "But I thought Supreme Kais can't travel to the past..." "Maybe he found a way to do it..." Your eyes shifted around, "Where is he now..." "Zamasu wasn't around when we found Gowasu... So we think he went to the future..." "Are you going to the future soon?" Goku spoke, "Whis and Beerus can't. So it'll just be me, Vegeta, and Trunks." You couldn't speak anymore. "It's probably not safe for you to be around here, so we're going to take you to Bulma's...." You nodded, "O-Okay..." You held onto Whis as all of you teleported off to Capsule Corp.
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Zamasu woke up with blurry vision. He could only see blobs of colors. It looked like the colors of your room. He could feel himself laying on a soft bed. For a moment he thought that whole thing was a dream. He would look down and see you sound asleep in his arms.

His eyes looked around and noticed he was in a log cabin. Reality slowly came back to him and he sat up. He felt sore and he looked down. His abdomen and left shoulder was wrapped with bandages. There were a couple bruises and cuts. He put his hand on his forehead and felt it wrapped with bandages too. Zamasu slowly got out of bed and looked around. His clothes were folded on a table. He went to the table and picked them up. He put his purple shirt on and the vest over it. Zamasu limped to the door and quietly opened it. He stuck his head out and looked both ways into the short hallway. It's dark. The only light source was the window at one of the ends of the hall. He stepped out and slowly closed the door. It doesn't look like anyone's here right now, but he should still be quiet.

Zamasu got to the end of the hall and peeked around the corner. No one was there. Just an empty living room. He can see the kitchen from here and it doesn't look like anyone's in there either. Zamasu ducked down and snuck across the room. He looked into the kitchen and didn't see anyone. But there was someone outside. From the hair, it looked like Black. 'Is this where he lives?' Zamasu stood up and went to the outside door. He opened it and caught Black's attention.

"Good to see you're awake." Zamasu looked around, "Where are we..." "Just a place where no could find." It was just a cabin in the middle of the woods. It was secluded and quiet. Almost like your place. It's was beautiful. He would enjoy it if this whole thing wasn't happening. "Why don't you take a seat here and we'll discuss what we're doing next..." Zamasu couldn't refuse anything Black tells him. He has no choice. "R-Right... Sounds good..." Zamasu took the open seat and they talked about the plan.