#aljsdflaj this was too fun to write

[risingsouls]

@fusiioneternal​ asked:🧺 gogeta IT'ing in on nabs getting changed is something i feel he'd easily do on accident tbh

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                Nabooru rarely thought much about security, typically fogoing even the basic measures such as locking her door regularly. The general barren nature of the desert and the distance off the beaten path in which her home stood kept most would-be thieves at bay. And, should any sticky-fingered intruder venture far enough into the wasteland to break in, she had more than enough strength and skill to deal with them herself.

                Thus, when she caught sight of a silhouette behind her in the mirror's reflection, her reaction was instantaneous. Dropping the clothes she was considering and more concerned with preventing any unfortunate mishaps to her person than her state of undress, orange ki shot from the palm of her hand and formed the shape of a curved blade. She whipped around with blinding speed and poised the tip of the ki sword at the intruder's throat, golden eyes narrowed.

                Until she registered the beautiful, wide, onyx eyes staring back at her and the spiked hair atop his head. The lips parted in shock that she had kissed more than a few times now and the muscular frame she found comfort curled up against every. Realization dawned and softened her features from a dangerous warning to blinking embarrassment. Heat rushed into her face and set it on fire and, from the glow of pink in his cheeks, the Saiyan wasn't faring better in the department.

                " Gogeta. " Blade disappeared in a flash and she scrambled for the nearest scrap of fabric to cover herself, tearing the sheet from her bed and holding it haphazardly over her front. How had she not heard him come in? Or sensed his flight over? She knew he was fast but–

                Instant Transmission. It all made sense. From her text moments ago assuring him she would be ready in a few minutes to not hearing the front door or his footsteps in the hall. The battle between shock and a hint of sheepish guilt flickering over his face instead of the smug satisfaction one would wear if they were trying to walk in on her in such a state. And she knew Gogeta wasn't the type to do such a thing, even if it wouldn't bother her that much.

                The culmination of the mishaps–her thoughtless text to someone who could literally arrive at her place in half a second and Gogeta using a useful but apparently not super exact travel technique–brought a grin to her lips. She laughed, fingers tightening on the fabric to ensure it didn't slip from her grip in her mirth. More for his benefit than hers.

                " I guess I should really be more specific with my texts, especially when you can get here in the literal blink of an eye, " she said, wrapping the sheet more securely around herself in a makeshift evening gown. She stepped toward him to get a better look at his neck and wiped a bead of blood from the miniscule scratch her sword left behind on his throat.

                " Sorry about that. I guess I didn't think about Instant Transmission… " She chuckled again. " I guess my ki signature can't tell you if I'm dressed or not, huh? "