Homecoming [Open/Nasu]

Komatsu said that he would eventually be able to control his Great Ape form, but Nasu paid no mind for that and shrugged again. Miso stared at Nasu for a while but didn’t said a word; the young Overseer was still sore he had lost his tail and was anxious for it to grow back. He didn’t want to use the machine, but if it didn’t recover within the next month, he would have to. Now as a Super Saiyan he didn’t actually need it for power, but it was part of himself, it was a distinguishing feature of the saiyan race and he was proud of his tail. The thought of having lost it was absurdly annoying and made him drum his fingers in the arm of his chair.

Then, before he could put much more thought into that, Komatsu approached with a piece of paper that made him raise one of his eyebrows in curiosity. ”The hell…?” he thought, still feeling rather sore to find out that both Atsuko and Cambia were his sisters. Komatsu said he wanted to talk to him about a few issues and he just nodded, telling him to continue. In the paper there was the frequency of Atsuko’s scouter. Nasu narrowed his eyes. ”The bitch has a scouter? Wanna play saiyan now that she knows about her heritage?! Fucking convenient…” he thought to himself, feeling more irritated now. Komatsu quickly changed topics to the strengthening people, and mentioned their mom’s arena, which was a quite interesting idea. Miso chuckled and clapped his hands. – I like that, brat! Go on! – and Nasu nodded in agreement.

But then he said he wanted in the council, asking if, so far, it was only him and Miso. He defended his case saying he was closely aligned with their parent’s ideals. Nasu was caught by surprise with his request and arched both of his brows, and so did Miso. But the older saiyan quickly shifted his expression to that a naughty one, feeling rather entertained with his nephew. Nasu, on the other hand was astonished with the request and shook his head quickly as if he wanted to get his mind straight. – You want in? You want to be a counselor? - he asked, pausing briefly. – I honestly don’t know what to say. There’s too much on my plate right now, and you are wrong. It’s not only me and Miso in the council right now. Kyuri is being repaired and will soon join us again. You may not now, but grandma was smart enough to turn herself into an android. She is a genius mind, but a shitty warrior. That way she guaranteed that she wouldn’t be dying in vain. – he explained, taking a deep breath. – On top of that, I wish to bring Karota back to the council. She went missing after Etorin took over the position, and a little before that she grew annoyed with the other counselors and left the board, but I value her both for her wisdom and ability as a warrior. – he explained. – And she is a beast in bed too! Hahahaha! – Miso interrupted, only to receive a glare from Nasu in response. – Don’t look at me like that, maggot! You can measure a warrior’s heart by how committed they are in bed! Heh. – and Nasu rolled his eyes in his orbits, giving up on scolding Miso on that matter, it was helpless.

– Anyway… Other than being… What? Avatar for mom and dad? Why do you even think you are worthy of being a counselor. Don’t get me wrong, I value you as a warrior and you are one of the strongest, but we don’t need only strength in the board. We need particular skills that can complement it! I won’t put you there just because you are family! – he said, seeming unbelievably mature for his regular self.

Nasu rolled his eyes in his orbits and hammered the arm of the chair with his finger at a faster pace, showing he was growing impatient. – Well… I sure hope they are! They are supposed to be her apprentices! And I truly need her back. She is the best scientist we have. – he said, with true concern in his tone. Nasu wasn’t only concerned because of her utility as head of the science department, but also because she was his grandmother, but he wouldn’t say that out loud, but everyone else in the room knew he cared about family.

Komatsu didn’t seem to remember who Karota was, but he couldn’t be blamed, she was never very social around kids and Komatsu had been missing for a while. – Karota was the one who taught dead how to fight properly. She helped developing the Soy School and is a master tactician with plenty of wisdom. But she has a shitty personality, and she is a wild beast! Annoying as hell and only does whatever the fuck she wants! – he muttered, feeling annoyed just to remember her. Miso laughed out loud with that comment. – That’s what I love about her! Hehehe! That wildness! Good memories! But then, she left me with that baby! Gotta beat the shit out of her for that! – he mentioned in a highly spirited tone. – Yeah, we have a cousin too. She is two or three, I don’t know… Miso’s daughter. Her name is Tamari, like our paternal grandmother that hated dad, and that Miso says would like me, so I believe you won’t find that appealing. – he commented. Tamari was a fierce member of the Empire, a squad leader and a saiyan to the core. Natto’s kindness disgusted her and she was much like Koko, but less goofy, as she was always seriously trying to kill people and her arrogance was more “mature”, instead of whiny, like Koko’s.

Then, Komatsu started to defend his claim to the council. He accused Nasu of being hot tempered and impulsive, and that was true, but Nasu didn’t like to hear that and growled, with the popped vein pulsing in a sort of contained rage that was quickly building up inside of him. ”Cheeky brat!”. But as he continued to defend his position, Nasu was stroke by an idea that slowly made a mischievous smirk to appear in his face.

– Well… If you want it so badly and are bragging about the arena idea, I believe I have found a way to give you a shot at being counselor. – he said, chuckling a bit. – Why not fight for it in the arena? I don’t want fools claiming the position, but I have one person that may be counselor material and that holds the same rank as you. If he is interested, I will make counselor the one who proves to be the better fighter. What do you say? Do you have the balls to do that, Komatsu? Or the only muscle you’ve been training lately is that tongue of yours? – he teased his younger brother. Miso chuckled too, liking the idea.

Komatsu had walked right into his trap and accepted his challenge to fight in the arena. Nasu chuckled a bit as his smile widened in a quite mischievous, almost evil look. He was feeling delighted to have used his cunning to corner his little brother into biting his own tail. He seemed rather confident in his skills but that only made Nasu feel even more delighted.

– Since you are my brother, I will be kind enough to give you some info on your possible foe. His name is Jie Shan and he is a hybrid saiyan. He is strong, Komatsu. If he goes all out I will have a rough time in my base form and have to use all of my skill to beat him! – he said, pausing a bit to let his brother digest that information. – On top of that, he is training under the Soy School, and is doing quite well. He already mastered the basics of the style and is developing greatly, and I believe he will soon reach an even higher level. – he said, chuckling a tad bit more. – But I’m willing to be fair. You own the Soy School as much as I do, because it’s our father’s school, and I’m willing to teach you all that I know. I just don’t think you will be able to catch up with Jie Shan before your battle, but that’s up to you. – he said, shrugging a bit.

Truth be told, Nasu didn’t consider Jie Shan for council. He was beginning to really trust the hybrid and maybe he could eventually become one of his top soldiers, but since Komatsu came with such a claim, he wasn’t willing to let him have his way, especially because he had been annoying Nasu quite a lot with his comments, despite the fact that he had a point in plenty of them. In the end, it would be something interesting. The two warriors would do their very best to achieve such a prestigious position. This would also be a good way to reopen the arena: a fierce fight between two captains of the Saiyan Alliance.

– He didn’t teach me in person. – Nasu said, interrupting Komatsu’s second sentence before said he wanted to learn it too. Then he sighed and ran his hand through his unkempt black hair. – Father and Grandmother left an underground training hall in the ruins of the Alliance in Earth. I was investigating the area and happened to discover it. Once there I activated the computer, it recognized my DNA and a hard-light hologram of dad appeared and taught me the style. That’s what I was doing before I attacked the Lookout. – he paused, giving Komatsu time to digest that information. – It was rough, but I managed to continue the teachings. Dad had started teaching me before the Alliance-Empire War, but just basic concepts. The style was much more complex and took all I had to master it. Right now I'm the master of the School. And Dad made me promise I would teach you as one of the requirements of learning under him. – he said, telling Komatsu just how concerned Natto was that Komatsu would get to inherit his legacy too. – He said that the school belonged to all his children. But I will fucking beat you to the pulp if you dare to teach any of it to the Kimiko and Cambia! This is OUR legacy! The legacy of the TRUE children of Natto and Tomoroko! Do you understand me clearly, Komatsu? – he asked, with a quite serious expression on his face right now.

– And yes! I didn’t see anything because you transformed and went rogue! And fucking blasted me away and nearly killed me! Still… I’m not mad at you. Because I barely survived your attack, I managed to increase my power with zenkai, which, together with my rage, allowed me to transform into a super saiyan. So… Your attack ended up helping me. – he said, sighing a bit. – Still, it was absolutely reckless and cost your life! – it didn’t take a genius to get things together and realized that Nasu’s super saiyan trigger was Komatsu’s death. Miso laughed there. – Heh! My trigger was envy! I was so pissed your father was super saiyan, that I ended up transforming! I wanted to march to war with him, to destroy Earth, but he said it was too dangerous. Heh. I remember our fight! He broke both my arms and ribs and left me to heal in Vegeta. Bastard! Always concerned with people! – Miso mentioned, and that was the first time he was talking about the time Natto served under the Empire.

Even with his children, Natto barely spoke about his actions as a General of the Empire. It was an episode of his life he wasn’t proud of. Nasu stared at Miso with the corner of his eyes, curious. – Really? – he asked and Miso nodded, with a nostalgic look in his eyes. – Yeah, really. Heh. Natto was not very strong at first, but his sense of duty towards the Empire made him ascend. In one year he became a super saiyan and that drove me mad. I was always the stronger sibling. But the past is the past! Heh. – he said and Nasu agreed with a nod, turning back to Komatsu.

– How many days do you want to prepare? I can train you in some of those days, but I can’t guarantee you reach Jie’s skill. – he asked with a serious tone, and Miso nodded, chuckling a bit. – Yeah, that half-blood is skilled. – he mentioned.

– Yes, he left, but now there’s nothing there. I destroyed the whole facility when I finished the training. It was too dangerous to leave it there, and since I’ve learned everything, it was better this way. – he said, paying no mind if Komatsu would agree with that or not; Nasu had to protect the secrets of the Soy School and, somehow, his father sort of forced him to destroy it when he taught him the ultimate skill of their school, the Spirit of the Saiyans. The young Overseer also felt relieved when Komatsu assured him that he wouldn’t be teaching anything from the Soy School to their estranged sisters, but only nodded in response. ”Good we are aligned in that matter. Takes away my concerns regarding his good relationship with those two endangering our legacy.” he thought to himself, taking a mental note of that.

Then, when he got back on talking about the attack on the lookout, saying he thought Nasu was in Great Ape form, he snorted in irritation. – I was. Cambia chopped off my tail when they tag teamed on me. But it’s about to grow back. – he lied; in fact, Nasu had no idea when or if his tail was ever going to grow back naturally and that annoyed him to no end. There were traces of this annoyance in his tone despite the fact that he claimed it was about to go back, but it was quite obvious that it was an itchy subject for him and not even Miso dared to utter a word on that matter. – At least I still managed to kill that blue-haired treacherous little shit! That’s pretty much the only satisfaction I had on that damn battle… - he sighed. It was still too little to be happy for, not even worth of being called consolation prize, but at least it was something and his attack wasn’t completely useless.

Komatsu also said that he only needed two days to get ready for his fight and that made Nasu arch one of his eyebrows in surprise, but the first one to speak was Miso. – Heheh! And the brat just grew his fourth ball! To be so eager to face Jie Shan. I will definitely be sitting in the first row of the arena! Nothing will make me miss this fight! Heh! Also, as General of the Alliance, I need to be full aware of the capabilities of my soldiers! – he said in a quite cocky tone. And with those words another new hit Komatsu: Miso was made General. That meant that, army wise; he outranked even Kyuri, who was a Colonel. Miso was now the highest ranking officer of the Alliance’s army whose authority during war times was only lower than the Overseer himself. Nasu then spoke. – Are you sure? I won’t accept prorogation once this is set. – he warned his little brother, and Nasu wasn’t known for opening many exceptions.

Nasu didn’t seem happy at all when Komatsu tried to still the only glimpse of glory he had in that failure of a battle, claiming he had killed Jarvis instead of him. Supposedly Jarvis said so himself in the afterlife when they were… Bodiless and arguing with each other? That was just too much crazy information and the young Overseer just shook his head in disagreement. – Bullshit! I saw him die with my own eyes! You might have finished him by accident, but he would have died anyway with my attack! – he said in an angered tone. But, anyway, that didn’t matter at all. Komatsu then said that he only needed two days if Nasu was a fast teacher, and he hmphed. – Jie is not complaining about my teachings. – he teased his little brother further, comparing him with his new rival in his claim for a sit in the council.

It was settled then, they were going to start training tomorrow and Nasu nodded. – I will be expecting you first light. Don’t be late. – he said. And when he mentioned that he needed to check on Kyuri first, he nodded once again. – Do as you please. You are home after all. – and with those words, Nasu finally got up from his chair and started walking towards the door of his house. Miso, on the other hand, didn’t seem to going anywhere and remained in the couch. Before Nasu could leave the place, Komatsu asked both of them if they had any suit he could use and Nasu pointed towards the armory they had in the house. – You will find all models in there. Feel free to choose whichever you want. As I said, you are home after all. – and with those words being said, Nasu turned around and left their home. Miso chuckled a bit and stared at Komatsu. – Rough day, brat. Take it easy and relax. Your old lady should be back into shape soon enough. Heh. – that was his way to wish the best to Kyuri.

Despite their differences, Miso and Kyuri didn’t hate each other. Doesn’t mean they got along, but he knew just how important she was to the Alliance, and truly wanted her to get back into shape. – Jie Shan is a resourceful fighter. Be careful when you face him in the arena. – Miso said, giving Komatsu a heads up, although a quite vague. Still… Better than nothing!