#❊ 悟 Goku - The Saiyan Warrior and Snow Princess 悟 ❊

[rukia-kuchiki-divided]

" I'll still be here when you wake " From Goku, perhaps during their time training?

Prompts for Feels | Accepting

Showing vulnerability was not something Rukia was used to nor something she did often. The intense training the two have been doing day in and day out did reveal her weaknesses in some regard, but to Rukia, there was a distinct difference in vulnerability in battle and personal struggles. Goku was her friend, it was true. But she kept her circle of those that have seen the effects of her past to a small number.

Adrenaline continued to course through her veins, Rukia's heart beating loudly in her ears as she struggled to slow her breathing. A night terror. Of course the sound of her screaming had been loud enough to rouse Goku. The saiyan was sitting beside her, trying to provide comfort.

"I'll still be here when you wake."

Rukia finally focused her violet eyes on the saiyan's face, the resolve in his gaze helping to ease her fear. "Thank you, Goku..."

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Continued from [[X]] @dragonsdance

Offering his gloved hand to her to help her off of Nimbus while he certainly would have loved nothing more for them to continue onwards on their journey together as there was so much that needed to be done he wasn’t going to ask her to endure this. Nor was he going to ask Nimbus to endure these blisteringly cold winds either for the sake of getting them to their destination faster. The golden, magical cloud had been shivering all the way through the very moment they had entered this colder climate but all in all…it wasn’t that often that Mt. Paozu would get inundated with harsh winter storms like this.

They certainly weren’t impossible either, especially considering that his home, the one that he had shared with his beloved grandpa gohan so many years ago was situated higher up then most of the dwellings in the area.

It stood to reason that when there where storms, his home in particular would get hit the hardest but this house of his had endured plenty of storms in his younger years and as long as he was around he would be certain that she would in the future as well.

The moment that his guest stepped inside he waved a thankful farewell to his cherished friend as he knew that Nimbus was more than likely just itching to head to a warmer climate and he wasn’t going to take up any more of it’s time.

“ Thanks again Nimbus! I’ll call ya when we’re ready to go! “

Turning around to follow her inside he closed the door soon afterwards, lightly sighing aloud as he was happy to finally have some respite from the seemingly never ending barrage of snow and wind.

“ Whew! Sorry about all that, this part of the world doesn’t normally get storms like this but when we do we tend to get buried. Take a load off, I’ll get the heat going alright? “

Removing his outer coat he moved to start a fire in the hearth. Thankfully he always had the forethought to have some kindling inside of the house to avoid having to step out to grab some before he had originally left.

He was certainly thankful that she had decided to tag along on this trip, as there was much he needed to go over with her.

“ How does a cup of tea sound? “

When Goku had first suggested she accompany him, Rukia had been a bit hesitant. She did have duties to perform after all. But it was difficult to deny the earnest expression on his face and so, after her request for a few days off duty was approved, she agreed. Her violet eyes were wide when he had summoned a cloud for them to travel on. She’d seen cars, buses, taxis, even planes. But travel by cloud?  

Despite her protests about simply following him with a flash step, Goku insisted she attempt to step on. Thoroughly expecting her foot to go through the air, Rukia was shocked when she felt resistance. The cloud was solid?! The world of the living seemed to be full of surprises! 

The weather had progressively gotten worse, the temperature quickly falling as they moved higher in altitude. Rukia’s spirit soared, her expression delighted as they were high up in the sky. She’d always had an affinity for high vantage points and this travel by cloud couldn’t have been more suited to her. Violet eyes closed  as she felt the wind across her face, only shivering slightly in the cold chill against her warm cloak. Her zanpakuto hummed at her side, seeming to reverberate in the ice cold weather. 

Rukia took Goku’s hand when offered, nimbly stepping off the cloud and seeing the small structure that stood seemingly alone against the wind and snow. Stepping in the door, she could see at a singly glance that it was well kept. Goku must come back her frequently for everything to be in such decent condition. 

She smiled at his apology, waving a dismissive hand. “Weather is unpredictable at times. It would be silly to blame you for it. Besides.” Her fingertips lightly brushed the hilt of her zanpakuto. “The cold isn’t entirely unwelcoming to me.” Actually, training in this kind of environment might help me master bankai...

Rukia returned her gaze to Goku who was already working to set up the fireplace. “Tea sounds lovely.” 

She removed her cloak, draping it over a seat near the fireplace so it would dry more easily. “Did you build this place yourself?” Her voice was slightly hushed as she admired the sturdy walls. Though simple, this shelter was very well built, the howling of the wind not seeping through any cracks. There was an almost reverent air about it. 

“What I would have given to have a shelter like this in the rukon district back then...” She murmured more to herself than to Goku as she ran a hand along the wall, lost in thought.

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Continued from [[X]] @dragonsdance

Rukia entered Goku’s home, feeling his energy inside so she knew he was home. She had stopped by earlier to drop off his gift of rice treats but as she dropped off other gifts, thought perhaps she could something better for him. They’d spent so much time together training and practically living together, it seemed insensitive to provide him with just a few rice treats. 

So here she was again, with a full course meal in tow and a small box under her arm. “I do hope Goku isn’t so busy with whatever it was he was focused on this morning.” 

Speaking of, where was that saiyan? “Goku?” She called out, setting down everything on the table. 

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Continued from [[X]] @dragonsdance  (under readmore for length)

It came out of nowhere, without warning or sound. Rukia had been patrolling Karakura Town on her own, Ichigo at home studying for his college entrance exams and the rest of the normal gang involved with their own activities. A few low level hollow had appeared as well as a few souls in need of a konso but nothing out of the ordinary. 

So it happened that Rukia was lost in thought when she felt the strange energy appear. Her violet eyes scanned the skies, fingers already gripping the hilt of her zanpakuto. Once she was certain of the general vicinity, her body moved easily into a shunpo, closing the distance. She could feel Ichigo already out of his body, moving with her from his end of town toward the energy. 

Rukia arrived first, stopping in midair to stare. The creature - for there was no other name for it - was strange looking. It’s whole body was a bright pink color, the same color of bubble gum and with the same manner of elasticity.  The clothes were dated and it wore no mask. People around it seemed to react to it, moving away and screaming in fear. Black eyes danced around, taking in the scenery and seeming to relish in the chaos it caused as evidenced by the villainous smirk. 

What seemed like an eternity but was only mere moments passed before those black eyes found Rukia’s violet ones staring back. Her own brow furrowed and she stepped into a back stance, unsheathing her zanpakuto and releasing it instantly. This only seemed to amuse the pink creature as it tilted it’s head, the grin only widening and causing a shiver to run down Rukia’s spine. 

Ichigo’s almost here. I just have to keep it’s attention until he’s here and then we can tag team this. It’s not a hollow, the energy is wrong and there is no mask. Could it be some kind of evolved espada? Another one of Aizen’s experiments? Or something else entirely? 

Her internal dialogue was interrupted abruptly by the arrival of not Ichigo but Goku! She felt his energy disappear and reappear only a few feet in front of her, his body between herself and the pink creature in a protective stance. Ichigo arrived a few seconds later, zanpakuto already drawn and ready. 

At Goku’s request that he fight this enemy while they cleared the people below, Rukia moved fast with Ichigo, working to set a barrier around the area and making sure she felt no living souls in the vicinity. Surges of energy filled the air around them, electrifying it as several captains from the soul society arrived to help handle the threat and clear the area. Her own brother significantly reinforcing her barriers. It was during this moment of distraction that she heard Goku’s scream. Ichigo moved instantly interrupting the what appeared to be fatal blow as Goku fell to the ground. 

“GOKU!” Rukia shouted, flashstepping to his side and letting her reiatsu flow to analyze the extent of his energy. It was pretty bad with significant internal injuries. He was drained of energy and his body was already shifting out of the stronger form he had taken while fighting. She shushed him when the saiyan called her name, pushing him back as he attempted to stand. There was a deep open wound were Goku’s bone had broken, puncturing through his skin. Her brow furrowed deeply as she assessed the injury. 

“It’s going to hurt for a moment, but I’ll need to clean the wound. ”   Rukia began delicately using her kido to staunch the bleeding, calling for a med kit as one was tossed her way without question. She opened the disinfectant, grimacing as she looked into Goku’s eyes in sympathy. “Stay still.” She murmured before pouring the liquid over the affected area, hearing the hiss as the liquid interacted with her reiatsu to remove any infection.   

It was then that she looked up and saw the monster had paused in his fight with Ichigo, munching on what looked like ... pocky? Confused, Rukia’s violet eyes narrowed as she honed in her senses, gasping in shock as she felt the familiar sensation of low level human reiatsu being snuffed out. 

“That... is not possible!” But a single look at the horrified expression on Goku’s face told her otherwise. Her hands balled into fists, shaking with rage at the indignation. Those innocent human lives lost to the greed of such a monster. 

“How? Just what the hell is this creature?” 

Rukia stood, handing the med kit to a member of squad 4 who happened to be nearby. “Take care of him. Don’t let him get up regardless of what he says.” Her violet eyes usually warm were ice as she began to gather her own energy for an attack. 

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“Who puts much stock into human creations anyway...” 

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Continued from [[X]] @dragonsdance​

Truth be told, he hadn’t been thinking at all that he would have gotten anything back from her. He had been more than satisfied simply knowing that she was thoroughly enjoying the company of her new friend!

If anything, It had been fun in it’s own way to spend the time necessary to track down just the right kind of rabbit for her, one that resembled the Chappy dolls he had seen and heard so much about. So at first he was a bit surprised, but that disbelief turned to happiness as he began to tear through the wrapping paper.

The moment his eyes settled on the small doll he couldn’t help but smile, and perhaps chuckle at little bit to himself. It was cute, of that there was no doubt and he definitely had to give her credit where credit was due.

She had worked hard on this and it certainly showed as she had captured ever detail about his titular fighter’s Gi. She had even gone as far as to create and stitch in small, yarn ball likes copies of each of the seven dragon balls in his hands too! And his hair too! Now that was attention to detail!

Giving it a little squeeze without knowing of the extra features it came with he laughed as he heard the small recording of his signature moved play back to him. His hands gently squeezing the small doll a few times over just to hear it mimic his technique over and over. He was certain if Vegeta had this, he would be squeezing it for other reasons.

His motions soon stopping however, tail curiously flicking to the side as he followed her instructions and turned his attention towards the bottom of the miniature version of himself.

Ebony pupils widening, becoming almost as big as the pork dumpling and sushi rolls that he would be gazing over with this ticket in hand. She had certainly heard from the right people! His stomach in clear agreement as he was tempted to take off to head straight towards the buffet right away!

“ Thanks! Wanna come with me? I’m sure there’ll be enough for the two of us. Whadda ya say? “

Violet eyes watched Goku’s expression carefully, unable to hide the pleased smirk painted across her face. It had been difficult to figure out what to get him. It was strange the way this friendship between them had developed. It had taken a bit of reconnaissance on her part to discover his signature attack name but not very long to know that food is what Goku loved. She had debated cooking him food but the quantity of food she’d seen him eat before quickly killed that idea. 

Though trying to keep out of his senses while observing had been difficult. She’d had to suppress her own reiatsu to keep him from sensing her and moved very discreetly. From her observations, she’d learned more about the other than just his preference for food. He had a myriad of friends and genuinely cared for others. All of this seemed to prove her initial judgement of the Saiyan as a kindhearted soul.

Rukia laughed out loud at as his tail swayed and stomach growled in response. “I was hopeful you would like it!” She tilted her head slightly and contemplated his invitation. It was near dinner time and it had been a while since she’d eaten. 

“Yes, I think I’d like to go with you. Although I’m not sure there is such a thing as enough food for you.” Her voice was light and teasing. It was becoming more natural to  “I can’t believe how much energy you burn. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen before.”