Disciplinary meeting(Nasu/Kohl/Invite)

– I don’t care what you think, you asshole! I’m not going to allow you to take over Leena’s training under the Soy School! – Nasu roared to Miso, grabbing the much taller and larger saiyan by the collar of his black battle suit. Nasu was clearly sentimental about whatever his uncle had been arguing with him and, for once, Miso looked rather serious, without his cheeky smirk on his face. The saiyan General slapped Nasu’s hand away from his collar, releasing himself from his grip and growled as he stared at his nephew.

Miso
[Power Level: 172,626]

– You are blind, stupid little loving bug! You are breaking the boundaries you should have! Telling classified information, giving full training to a sergeant!! For fuck sake, Nasu! You barely know her, yet! And after that little episode on the fucking meeting, when you suggested and accepted such things in order to get information that didn’t benefit the Alliance to the slightest, just so that she could know about her damn parents?! – Miso roared back at him, showing just how angered and disappointed he was. Nasu, however, was far too emotional right now and he wouldn’t listen to reason. His power level spiked up to its peak, letting go of his Ki Suppression skill and he dashed forward again, grabbing Miso by the collar another time. – I trust her! And you won’t have a saying in that! I will teach her if I want to! I will fucking make the deals to get her information! I would do it for you! I did it for you! I saved your daughter and I brought your mate back to this place! – he retorted, but Miso answered quickly, cutting his speech. – You did it for the Alliance too, stupid maggot! That’s what the fuck I’m saying! – his answer just irritated Nasu even more and the young saiyan Overseer threw a haymaker to Miso’s face, sending him flying adrift until he hit a wall near the Star Javelin hangar.

The large saiyan grunted but quickly got back on his feet. His nose was bleeding, but he seemed unfazed. – You don’t get it! The bitch… Kimiko! She is a fucking super saiyan two!!! How the hell did she turn into one?! While I’m not even sensing this power?! We need to be stronger!! We need Leena! I need Leena! I want to kill that bitch, Miso! I want to torture her and I want to murder all her friends! You don’t get it… You get the pride part and stuff but… Leena! She is keeping me from actually doing it. Not because she is saying anything! But because… I want to be better… For her! So shut the fuck up! – he roared, making the ground crack with his sudden burst of power. But then, before he could say anything else, he noticed that Kyuri was there and that she had probably been there for a couple minutes, listening to their argument. That angered Nasu too and he glared at his grandmother. – I don’t want to hear a fucking word! Screw you too! – and with those bitter and hurt words, he flared his ghostly-white ki aura around his body and left the hangar at an uncanny speed, leaving but a trail of white ki energy behind him.

Miso sighed deeply, folding his arms and then stared at Kyuri. There was no cheeky smirk this time. In fact, Miso had been concerned. – He is losing it, old hag. The brat took a heavy hit when he learned about Kimiko’s ascension. – Miso said with a deeply concerned tone. – Karota is concerned too. He had been isolating himself and doing some crazy shit trainings ever since he got back… And he is growing angrier and more frustrated. And he was improving a lot… His behavior, I mean. But… Seems like it was just flushed down the damn toilet now… - Miso said, gazing away from Kyuri and staring at the Star Javelin.

Ever since Nasu got back from the meeting, about two days ago, he had been isolated. He was either alone or with Leena and he was also constantly training to extreme levels. The whole Soy Capital would shake from time to time, due to his outburst of power, but he wasn’t able to turn into a Super Saiyan Two, and that was driving him mad.

Miso then chuckled a bit with a nostalgic expression on his face. – It’s not with pride that I say that Nasu reminds me of… Well, me! When I found out Natto was a Super Saiyan. I hated him with all my guts… I wanted to kill him for that. I hated Natto for quite a long time until I realized he was the good one and I was the bad one. – it was a quite rare thing, Miso opening up. Of course it was no secret to people that he had been enemies with Natto before becoming his most trusted right arm man, but he never explicit spoke about it until now. – The rage, hag, is blinding, you know? This rage… This hatred… It made me turn and I tried to kill my brother. Fuck, I invaded this planet with Koko, you remember that… I would’ve killed Nasu if Tomo didn’t stop me and Koko back then. So much would be different right now, if I hadn’t been stopped. But, at the same time… I can understand his shattered pride. And no, I don’t think Kimiko is a saint. Nasu may be difficult, but he usually isn’t the one provoking the fight to begin. – the saiyan General pointed out.

Miso was getting rather curious to actually meet this little girlfriend of his younger nephew and Kyuri seemed to already have a deep impression on her, and it wasn’t one of the bests. Then, when the large saiyan General mentioned their trip to Earth, she pointed out – correctly – that they could destroy the planet with their power levels alone and Miso nodded in agreement. – If Nasu becomes a super saiyan two by then… Well, hag… The planet would be certainly endangered, but… That would end up being Nasu’s advantage as… Well… Kimiko would most likely protect the planet from his attacks and that may end up getting her beaten up pretty badly, if it actually comes for that. The brat is cunning… I’m sure he will plot something to ensure he will have a chance of beating her. – Miso said, shaking his head slowly as he chuckled a bit.

After that, she finally got at the subject she wanted to speak of to begin with. Kyuri asked if he was still disciplining troublesome soldiers and that made him laugh. – That’s a never ending job for a General! Heh! – and when she mentioned she had two little privates needing some spanking he laughed a bit more. – Hehehehe! Really?! That’s great! I’m really needing to throw my anger at someone! Hehehe! – and then, she said that one of those privates was Komatsu’s girlfriend, making him whistle in surprise and then laugh again.

– Just keeps getting better and better! Hehehe! Who is the other victim?! – he asked, feeling rather excited to start his “disciplinary training” with the poor little privates. They wouldn’t even predict what would be coming for them and it wasn’t going to be a pleasant experience at all. Miso believed in teaching through pain.

Miso laughed out absurdly loud when she dared him to hit her and then continued to say he had no right to even lay a hand on her, but then she went ahead and said that the Alliance could burn for all she cared, and that made his mischievous and almost evil grin to turn into a large smirk. – Hehehehe! Well, well! Just look WHO is barking in the end! Hehehehe! The little puppy! Heh! – he said, teasing her a little further as he approached them with slow steps, savoring this moment; Miso was a cruel man, he still had traits from his time as a member of the Saiyan Empire, but ever since then he had changed quite a lot, but not fully.

Then, she flared an orange and dull ki aura around her body, increasing her power level fivefold and that was quite remarkable; she inherited the crazy power boost of the hybrids and that increased potential. Maybe this little puppy had a future, but in order to have that, she would first need to learn some discipline. Her power level grew to about thirty two thousands, but that was because she was using weighted armor, meaning she could go at least four times higher if she was to cast away her training suit, but that wouldn’t matter in the end. Not a single bit.

Komatsu spoke on her behalf and Miso was just waiting for him to do that. When his nephew spoke, he turned his stare to the young saiyan boy as he explained that she was still struggling to learn how the military worked. ”Look at that! He is even offering himself for discipline… He must be really in love! Heh… Those brats… At least this one seems less troublesome than Leena…” he thought to himself, chuckling a bit.

– Major Komatsu! – he said, pausing briefly. – Obviously this is your fault! You are also quite new to the military kid, at least at the high ranks! You know… Whenever your underlings screws up, it’s your fault! If they get hurt in battle, it’s your fault… Damn… If the DIE in battle, you are the one to have to look into their family and comrades eyes and apologize! – he said with a mysterious tone in his eyes. It was obvious Miso had done it plenty of times in his life, and, as he said that, he turned to Kohlrabi. – That’s why, you shitty little conceited worthless maggot, you need some discipline! Military isn’t only about you and your boyfriend here! Everyone on your squad depends on you! Their lives depend on you! This boy’s life! – he said, pointing his index finger to Komatsu. – Depends on you! Do you think I would care about you spoiled little pieces of shit, if something this important wasn’t at stake?! Like fuck would I care! – he said, laughing a bit and resting his hands on his waist. – You claim you don’t give a rat’s ass for this Alliance. Well… Can’t do shit about that! If it was on me, you would be executed right here and right now for high-treason! – he paused, letting the both of them muse on it for a second. Then, Miso shrugged.

– But the other counselors, the Overseer included, are against death penalty to insubordination and those sorts of treason. A shame… Would help me doing my disciplinary job, but… Gotta crack some extra eggs, then, ain’t that right? Heh! – his tone was teasing, but it was also serious.

– Will I beat you? Yes I will. Will I beat Major Komatsu here? Yes I will. But, first, and, in a sense, more important. We talk. Like people love to remember me, this ain’t the Empire, shitty bug and we are supposed to be more civil! Heh! And we can all do that! For fuck sake, even Nasu was doing a good job at becoming civil! – he said, letting escape a sharp exhale briefly; he was concerned with Nasu, but that was off the topic for now.