VERY IMPORTANT YummyGhost (A-N)

I really recommend that you read this (A-N) because if you don't, this story MAY NOT make sense to you at all, only because this is a sequel. If you have read part one to this story, then you'll know what is going on and this (A-N) won't need to be read by you. But if you haven't read the first part of this book, then I suggest that you look through my books and read the first part. The first part will explain everything you need to know and why I have decided to write a part two to this story. The first part is call

"Dragon Ball Super - Hit X Reader | One Shot (Your Loving Duo) / Lemon"

The front cover to the first part looks very similar to this one, they only difference is the font colour and the fact that there is a lemon on the cover, so it should be very easy to find.

Also, I'd like to thank TeamJNPR22 for suggesting that I wrote a part two because I do believe that I wrote a short paragraph at the end of the first part about writing a sequel.

Also, this second part is A LOT longer than the first part, so hopefully you enjoy it. I wasn't expecting it to be this long, but the tournament of destroyers surprisingly takes up a lot of writing. And so the story isn't too long so you may not lose interest, I've changed and removed some of the dialogue for the original show.

Now I'll stop blabbering on, and I hope you enjoy this sequel. :)

"So what are we naming her?" You asked as you took your daughter out of Hit's arms. "I don't know. You pick." Hit shrugged as he was not really fussed. "Her eyes really stand out, the amber colour in them show up from her purple skin and (H-C) hair." You pointed out. "That will be my red eyes mixed in with your." Hit told you while watching his little girl. "Anbā it is then." You decided on a name for her. "It does suit her." Hit nodded and agreed with the name you chose.

Two days after your daughter was unexpectedly born, you were finally allowed to go home, but you decided to discharge yourself from the hospital at night because you didn't want anyone to see you with Hit and Anbā.

"While you were still in hospital I ordered a couple of things for Anbā because I really don't want to be that parent that makes their baby sleep in their sock draws." Hit told you what he'd done for you. "Aww thank you." You rested your head on Hit's shoulder with Anbā in your right arm. "It's alright, you don't need the stress." Hit then put his arm around you. "I love the fact you act all hard and solitary, but deep down you're a right softy." You laughed as you looked up. "Only to the two girls who matter in my life." Hit blushed a little and looked away from you. "Aww, you're sweet." You kissed Hit's cheek and went into the living room to feed Anbā her bottle.

"So what do we do now? I know you have to look after our daughter, but I'm that confused I have no clue on what to do. I've got to stop working for some time now to help you, but it's driving me crazy already." Hit admitted as he sat next to you on the sofa. "It'll be for two weeks then you can go back to assassinating while I look after Anbā. That's how it rolls anyways, and there is no doubt that I'll have to stop working completely to look after her." You answered Hit. "At least you're safe this way." Hit looked on the bright side for you. "Hit, I can take a punch off you, not cry and get back my feet while laughing." You looked at Hit to tell him that you can defend yourself. "Fair enough." Hit shrugged at you.

A week passed and things were going pretty well with Hit and Anbā. One day you asked Hit to look after Anbā while you went off for a couple of hours, just so you could have some alone time and have a little wonder around. The cute thing is though, when you got home you found Anbā fast asleep on top of Hit's chest, with Hit asleep too and an arm around her. It was basically the cutest thing you'd ever seen and you couldn't help but take a photo and watch them for a couple of minutes before you heard a vibrating sound at the side of the bed. It was Hit's phone calling him from an old friend, Volter.

Phone Conversation.

You: "Hello?"

Volter: "(Y-N)?"

You: "Yes, that's my name?"

Volter: "How come you've answered Hit's phone when he hasn't answered the last six calls?"

You: "Hit is asleep and I've just got home so I answered my partner's phone. That alright with you?"

Volter: "Yes it is. But how come you or Hit haven't been doing any assassin work for the last week?"

You: "Are people not allowed to take breaks once in a while? We're not struggling for money so it's not urgent that come back assassinating."

Volter: "Well it kinda is. That monster Frost wants taking out because he's after two planets I'm getting ready to sell to the rich customers."

You: "I really hate that bastard."

Volter: "I know you do. I'm surprised you haven't attempted to get revenge on him after he assaulted you. You're that kind of woman that will get revenge no matter what. You did that with Hit if you remember?"

You: "I remember getting revenge on Hit, but getting revenge on Frost can wait. I've got more important things to take care of.

Volter: "If you say so. Well tell Hit I've called him, and if he's up for work tell him to call me any time."

You: "Ok will do."

Volter: "Great. Bye bye."

You: "Bye."

End of Phone Conversation.

"Who was that?" Hit opened one eye and whispered to you. "Volter. He said call him at any time if you want work." You told Hit. "Can't be bothered. Looking after Anbā has tired me out." Hit mentioned to you. "I can tell." You picked your sleeping daughter up and gave her a hug. "But it's not as tiring than assassin work." Hit then sat at the side of his bed and stretched. "Go back to work if you want. I can tell you're dying inside to go out assassinating." You allowed Hit to do what he wished. "No. I've got to help you for another week yet." Hit put his foot down promising to help you. "If you say so." You shrugged and went to put Anbā in her own room.

Time Skips a Week.

"Hit, it's your turn to sort her out." You nudged Hit awake who was sleeping next to you in your bed. "It's not." Hit slouched into the bed some more with his eyes still shut. "Yes, it is." You easily said. "How much does she need to cry when we're trying to sleep?!" Hit got out of bed and went to Anbā.

"Come on, sweetheart. Stop crying." Hit picked his daughter up and patted her back to calm her down.

"You want feeding?" Hit held Anbā up so they were eye level with each other when he ask the question.

Anbā just looked at her dad with a sad tired look in her eyes, but stopped the crying.

"Take that as a yes." Hit figured out and went down to the kitchen to get Anbā a bottle.

Hit attempted to feed Anbā, but she wasn't having it. If Hit put the bottle near her mouth, she would just push it a way and start crying.

"You don't need changing, you won't have your bottle and it's half two in the morning. What do you want, sweetie?" Hit started to have a break down while looking at his fussy baby.

Anbā just started crying again and it started to strain Hit a little bit. Hit couldn't get mad at her, because she was his cute little baby girl, but if he couldn't stop her crying, he had to call you into the situation.

"(Y-N)? Anbā won't stop crying." Hit walked back into your room with a crying baby. "You tried feeding her?" You covered your head with a pillow. "Yes." Hit answered you while rubbing Anbā's back. "Changed her?" You asked. "Doesn't need changing." Hit told you. "Try putting her in her crib and rocking it where she can see you till she falls asleep. It's worked with me for the last two weeks I've sorted her out on a night." You helped Hit out while trying to sleep. "No." Hit walked out with Anbā then put her back in her crib so she could see Hit as he slowly rocked it with his foot while he sat down in a chair.

Ten minutes later your baby had fallen asleep and Hit managed to escape from Anbā's room without waking her; then he had the job of getting back onto bed without waking you. Successfully, Hit managed to get back into bed without waking you and managed to get back to sleep with in a couple of minutes.

Time Skips to Tomorrow Night.

"I'm going to put Anbā to bed then go myself. Don't know about you, but I'm exhausted." You told Hit as you started to walk upstairs. "I need to give Volter a call. If he has work for me, I'll start work again tomorrow night." Hit told to you as he took his phone out. "Ok." You nodded and carried on with taking your sleepy daughter to bed.

Phone Conversation.

Volter: "Hit, long time no speak. How you been?"

Hit: "Good thanks. Apparently, you have work for me.

Volter: "Yeah about that. I managed to get someone else to take care of Frost but they let him get a way because they're shit at assassinating, and if I get you to go after him now, it'll just piss him off even more. So I think I'll lay low for a while."

Hit: "Ok then. But don't you dare tell my partner that you have a job that needs doing then canceling at the last moment. If you would have allowed your tiny mind to have waited, Frost would be dead by now. I've got people calling me every ten minutes from around the universe asking me to kill for higher prices."

Volter: "Go ahead, and do what others request to you. You just work for me because I treat you properly."

Hit: "I'm self employed."

Volter: "Sure you are. Now if you don't mind I've got a planet to sell."

Hit: "Watch out then."

End of Phone Conversation.

After Hit had his little argument with a regular customer, he just went straight up to your room and flipped himself on your bed.

"I thought you was arranging something with Volter?" You came back into your room and asked Hit who had his face in a pillow. "I have. But it doesn't involve working for him." Hit told you. "Then what is it?" You lied down next to Hit. "Killing him." Hit announced to you. "You being serious?" You scared yourself a little and made yourself jump. "Yep. Last night someone from planet Niburu got in touch with me and offered me a lot to get rid of him tomorrow night." Hit explained to you. "You're actually doing it aren't you?" You lowered your eyebrows. "Of course." Hit turned over and put an arm around you. "What was I thinking asking you that? I know you too well." You shacked your head and leaned into Hit.

Time Skips Four Hours.

At about one in the morning you woke up from a crying sound coming from Anbā's room. You sat up and listened to the cry for a couple of seconds, and when every second passed the cry got more loud and painful. The crying wasn't normal for your daughter like when she wanted attention, it sounded like she was in pain.

"It's your turn." Hit rubbed your leg while keeping his eyes shut. "Hit, that doesn't sound like her normal cry." You rapidly got out of bed and ran to Anbā's room. "It doesn't once you mention it." Hit then also listened and follow after you.

"What's wrong with her?" Hit looked over your shoulder and watched your baby cry. "I don't know, but look at that black mark in the middle of her neck." You pointed out the mark your daughter her. "How far down does it go down?" His asked with a worried tone in his voice. "To her chest. Call an ambulance!" You pulled down the pyjamas up to where the mark ended.

Emergency Phone Call.

Emergency Responder: "611 what's your emergency?"

Hit: "My daughter has woke up crying and my partner has just found a black mark in the middle of her neck going down to her chest."

Emergency Responder: "Ok, how old is your daughter, sir?"

Hit: "Two weeks?"

Emergency Responder: "Right. Does it hurt her when you lightly press down on the mark?"

"Lightly, press down on her chest." Hit told you. "Why?" You raised a brow as if Hit was crazy. "To see if it hurts her." Hit shacked his head out you.

You gently pressed down on the mark and it just made Anbā cry even more, meaning that she was in pure agony.

Hit: "Yes."

Emergency Responder: "Ok then, I wouldn't worry, sir. We've dealt with this situation for the last week, and we'll just send an ambulance to your location if we can have your address."

Hit: "We're at (What ever you'd like your address to be)."

Emergency Responder: "Ok, I'll send an ambulance out now. What I'd like you to do sir is take your daughter outside and have either you or the mother holder her so her head is over your shoulder."

Hit: "Ok, what will happen when the ambulance arrives?"

Emergency Responder: "You'll be taken to the closest hospital and while that is happening, the paramedics will take a look at her and decide how to treat her."

Hit: "What's the treatment for this? What is even wrong with my daughter?"

Emergency Responder: "We can't really say yet, sir. The paramedics will need to see the mark up close before we can say anything else. I'll stay on the phone with you till the ambulance arrives at your location and hope that your daughter will be ok."

Time Skips Fifteen Minutes.

When the ambulance came and took you three to the closest hospital, Hit had to calm you down and a couple of doctors took your daughter to see what they needed to do. You had never been this terrified in your life. Hit told you it was nothing life threatening, but you knew it was. About ten minutes later after waiting in a separate chilled out room, a doctor came over to you both to talk about a few things.

"We have found out what is wrong with your daughter and it isn't a good thing." A doctor came up to you and Hit. "It's never a good thing when a baby ends up in hospital!" You spoke out straight a way. "But we can sort her out, miss." The doctor calmly told you. "Before you say you can sort her out, you tell us both what is wrong with her." Hit put straight forward. "Well for the last month we've had over a hundred parents calling in about their children screaming and crying in pain because of coloured marks that have randomly appeared on their neck and chest. We did a very quick blood test and we can tell it's a new disease we call I.O.F Disease, standing for Infant, Oesophagus, Failure. It's a disease that's becoming more common because of poison that the baby may have taken in or through bad luck. And we know that it can be very dangerous if it's not treated immediately. So that's what we're going to do." The doctor hated to explain what he knew to you. "Now how do you treat it and what's the price?" Hit questioned as he seemed a bit more chilled out as he had a bit of an idea on what was going on. "At least four hours of surgery on the oesophagus and lungs if we need to, a week in hospital and treatment at home which will be medication and an oxygen therapy for a month. As for the price, it's free because your daughter is under fifty" The doctor easily explained to you both.

"All I need you both to do now is sign these forms and we'll start the surgery straight a way." The doctor handed you both hospital documents you needed to sign.

You and Hit then signed the papers after giving them a quick read through and patiently waited for four hours that felt like forty. After the longest four hours of your life passed, the doctor allowed you and Hit to visit Anbā in the recovery room. At first you was too scared to even go in and see the state your daughter was in. So Hit went in and Anbā was peacefully fast asleep with a heart monitor and oxygen tank attached to her.

"She's sleeping and perfectly fine. You sure you don't want to see her?" Hit quizzed you as he went back to you. "...Quickly then." You slowly nodded and made up your mind.

Very slowly you opened the doors to you daughter's private hospital room and went to go see her. You only stayed for a couple of minutes though because you could stand to see what you saw for any longer.

"I can't stand to see any more." You gasped after a silent minute and turned around to hug Hit. "I'll take you home so you go chill out. I'll stay with Anbā so if she wakes up she has one of us." Hit hugged you back as he planned with you.

Time Skips to Tomorrow Night.

"Hit, please can you not kill Volter or at least not tonight?" You begged Hit as he put his long traditional coat on. "I can't back out of this (Y-N), you know that." Hit sighed and reached for the door handle. "Does your work mean more to you than your family?" You strongly pulled Hit back before he left. "Never ask me than again!" Hit snapped back at you. "I can't believe you. Your little girl almost died last night and you're not going to be there for her or me?" You let go of Hit and let him do what he wanted. "(Y-N). I promise I'll be there for you both after tonight is over." Hit attempted to comfort you, but you ignored him and went to another room.

While Hit was on his mission to exterminate your old customer, Volter. You just manned up and prepared to stay in hospital with your baby. When you went in to see Anbā, you felt a bit more comfortable. It must have been because there was less machinery around her and the fact that she was wide wake. Even though your heart was pounding like a lunatics, you couldn't help but smile while looking down on your daughter. Although Anbā wasn't smiling since she was still a bit too young for that, her colourful eyes just illustrated to you that she was super grateful to see her mother.

About an hour later when you put your baby back, Hit found you with Anbā and came in to be there for you both as he promised.

"So now you show up." You mentioned as you saw Hit's shadow in front of you. "I'm sorry but I had to do it. Volter is gone. Now I can focus on you and Anbā." Hit came around and crouched infront of you while holding your face. "But you won't. Tomorrow you'll just find another job and it will include killing the God of Destruction." You cried out while having a brake down. "Don't be stupid. I fully promise I'll be here for you now. No more work till Anbā can handle here self." Hit took your hands and comforted you by rubbing them. "You fucking better keep that promise." You cleaned the tears away and couldn't help but hug Hit. "How is she doing?" Hit thougt to ask as he sat you both down. "Ok I guess. She was awake earlier, but fell asleep not long before you came in." You explained. "That's good. Fingers crossed she'll be ok and that we can take her home next week." Hit commented to you and kept his arm around you.

Time Skips a Week.

So now that it has been a week since the terrifying incident with your daughter happened, you were actually allowed to take her home now. The only problem was that you had to give her medicine twice a day, and everytime she took it, she cried her poor little eyes out. Then you had to give her oxygen therapy sixteen hours a day, and sometimes even longer if Anbā was struggling to breathe. Hit also kept his promise to you by staying with you and not running off to work. Even though you could clearly see him dying to go out and work, he still mentioned nothing about assassinating. You talked to Hit about it one night when Anbā was asleep and he just shrugged work away because his little girl grew on him, and you could tell he'd be lost without her.

"When Anbā comes off the medication you can go back to work if you want. I'll probably be able to handle her on my own if she can breathe on her one." You put your arms around Hit from behind as he sat on your bed. "That's what I was thinking off. It is killing me being inside all the time but it's worth it long as if Anbā gets better." Hit turned around to face you with his words. "I'm lucky to have you... I love you." You give Hit a quick kiss on the lips then tightly hugged him even more. "I'm a lucky man to have such a wonderful woman in my life." Hit smirked at you and passionately kissed you back.

Time Skips a Months.

Now that a month had passed from the horrific trauma, everything had gone back to normal. Hit happily started working again. Anbā came of her medication and oxygen therapy as she could breathe on her own now. Then you remained at home all day with your daughter to look after her. But your relationship with Hit sadly detached a little, Hit was hardly home and when he was, he'd be asleep. It was very rarely that you two got time along together, and when you did you simply embraced it, even if it was just hugging on the sofa for a minute or sleeping in the same bed.

At the moment you had just got Anbā to go to sleep and you had about two hours of free time before you knew you would feel sleepy. As you sat and relaxed on the sofa in the living room while watching a documentary on the most dangerous people in the universe, you heard the door open and close.

"What are you doing home?" You got up and checked who it was. "I live here." Hit answered you. "Yeah, I know that genius. What I mean is how come you're home when you're normally still at work at this time?" You re-asked the question. "Finished early tonight." Hit told you. "I see. I guess you'll just go to bed for extra hours of sleep." You guessed out loud and began to walk back to the sofa. "Unless you want to come to bed with me?" Hit caught up to you with a time skip and started kissing your neck. "Not tonight. I'm too tired for that." You pushed Hit out of the way and walked passed him. "Or we could just relax." Hit then changed his mind and suggested to you. "That's better." You sighed in relief and threw yourself back onto the sofa.

"What shit are you watching anyways?" Hit joined you as he put and arm around you. "The most dangerous people in the universe. It's almost finished." You answered Hit. "I bet there is no doubt that we end up on this list." Hit thought out as he watched the last five minutes of the show. "I was at number seven, and you was a number four." You admitted to Hit as number two came up. "That's surprising. I bet number one will be that assistant of Champas." Hit thought as Champa was second. "It will be. She's stronger than than him." You told Hit while snuggling closer to him.

Then all of a sudden the God of Destruction's assistant appeared in front of you and Hit making you both jump and fire a gun at her.

"Please you two, there is no need to shoot me." Vados spoke out as she easily dodged the bullets. "I'm surprised you still carry a gun." Hit looked at you as he pulled his a way. "Fuck knows what could happen." You panicked and kept yours in your hand. "Please put the weapon down, (Y-N). I'm not here for any negative reason." Vados calmly explained to you. "Then why are you here? And why didn't you use the bastard door." You raised your voice a little and stood up. "I thought this would be a better way to get your attention." Vados still remained calm since she was not intimidated by you. "Just tells us why you're here." Hit pulled you back down to the sofa.

"I think Anbā is crying." You then rapidly got up and went to her room. "You have a child?" Vados thought to ask since hardly anyone knew about it. "It's a long story." Hit nodded his head while rubbing his eyes. "Since when? I knew that you two were in a close relationship but I didn't know that you had a child together." Vados began to get curious and start asking questions. "Because (Y-N) and myself wanted it to be a secret since I'm an assassin and (Y-N) is a retired one. We had her about two months ago and named her Anbā." Hit roughly told Vados with his arms crossed and eyes shut. "Aww, she is adorable. Congratulations to you both." Vados went up to you and payed attention to Anbā who seemed rather confused about the tall blue lady.

"I wouldn't worry I won't say a word to anyone even if they ask." Vados looked to you and smiled. "Thanks." You thanked her and went to next to Hit.

As you sat next to Hit, Anbā noticed her dad who was only a couple of centimetres a way from her, so she held her arms out to him. Hit noticed his daughter wiggling around in your arms so he took her off you and it seemed to have calmed her down.

"Not fair. Why does she like you more than me?" You watched Hit as he hushed Anbā. "Daddy's little girl." Hit smirked at you and leaned back on the sofa.

"So why are you here?" Hit looked back at Vados with a question. "Lord Champa has organised a tournament with his brother and is in need of fighters, and I was just wondering if you two would like to take place." Vados told you the reason why she came to see you both. "Not happening." You and Hit said at the same time. "Why not? You two are high-class assassins, you'd please Lord Champa if you took place." Vados told you both. "I've retired from assassinating so I can take care of my daughter, and that includes competitions." You reminded Vados. "And I'm staying with (Y-N) and Anbā." Hit simply said.

"If Lord Champa's team wins you get what ever you want, and that's each." Vados tempted you both. "What are the rules?" Hit thought to ask. "No killing your opponent or you're out. Step out of the ring, you're out. No weapons and you'll have to take a test to make sure you understand the tournament." Vados listed to Hit. "Is their guest seating?" You quizzed soon as Vados fished answering Hit. "Yes. My guess is that the family members of the Seventh Universe fighters will bring their families to watch." Vados commented back with no hesitation.

"You're thinking of putting me in the tournament while you watch with Anbā aren't you?" Hit asked soon as he knew where you were going with this. "Err yeah. If our team wins you get what ever you want, and I know what you want to make your assassin job easier." You attempted to make Hit look on the bright side. "But the tournament will be loud and full of explosions, Anbā will just cry all the way through it. Like when we just tried to shoot Vados, she started crying after that." Hit pointed out to you. "No she lost her pacifier that's why she started crying and sucking on your thumb." You giggled as you noticed what Anbā was doing that looked pretty cute. "So that's why that feels damp." Hit held Anbā up to his face.

And because Abnā didn't have anything to suck on to keep her occupied she looked as if she was going to cry again.

"Here. Don't lose this one." Vados made a bran new pacifier appear with her staff and handed it to your daughter. "Thank you." You thanked Vados. "Alright. I'll take part, but if we win I want a Hexahedron." Hit stood up with Anbā in one arm. "That's a bit of a stretch... but it shouldn't be a problem." Vados hesitated and agreed with it in the end. "Great. When is this tournament?" Hit quired Vados. "Five days for you. My Lord and myself will be waiting for you at seven o'clock at night in the middle of your town." Vados gave off the last details. "We'll be there." You told Vados with a smile.

Then with a flash, Vados vanished and most likely went to tell Champa that she got a hold of the best assassin in the universe.

"I really hope Vados didn't recruit Frost." You blurted out soon as she left. "You can smash Frost's face in after the tournament if he is on our team. I highly doubt it though." Hit kissed you then began to take Anbā back to bed.

Time Skips Five Days.

So it was the day of the tournament and you were looking forward to it. Probably, because you haven't watched something live in ages and that you could meet others from another universe which interested you. As Hit was getting changed into his normal assassin gear in your room you, also thought you would go old school and wear your assassin clothing too.

"Wow. Feels like ages since you've worn that?" Hit turned around as he put his jacket on and noticed what you was wearing. "I know. It feels good to wear this again." You smiled and looked at yourself in the mirror. "It feels good on you too. I forgot how much this suited you, sexy." Hit came up behind you and gripped your hips with his hands. "Ohh yeah." You turned around and started to tease Hit by wrapping your arms around his neck. "Yeah." Hit lowered his voice closer to your ear. "Didn't Vados say no weapons?" You changed the subject by asking Hit. "Yes." Hit stopped and gazed down at you. "Then pass me those throwing knifes and that Taurus PT 92 pistol from inside of your jacket." You giggled and held out your hands. "You've still got that evil assassin inside of you, I love it." Hit shacked his head and passed you the hidden weapons he had with a proud smile. "Come on then, I know you're turned on, but you've got a tournament to take part in." You laughed and hid Hit's weapons inside of your jack.

When you and Hit met Vados in the middle of your town with Champa's Hexahedron, you noticed that the other four fighters were there too... and your worst nightmare.

"Frost is actually here." You clenched your fists while Anbā slept in your arms. "Just don't talk to him." Hit whispered over to you.

"Why is (Y-N) here? I thought you said she wasn't fighting?" Champa stepped on top of the vehicle with Vados. "I told you, my Lord. She's just watching. I think if you look what's in her arms you'll see why she has... retired." Vados pointed out to Champa. "Ohh wow. I never thought they had it in them." Champa wided his eyes from the unexpected surprise. "Neither did I. So shall we get going, Lord Champa?" Vados mentioned back to the destroyer and asked everyone.

"So who's this?" Frost came up to you and pointed at your sleeping daughter. "Fuck off." You bluntly spat and looked down at your enemy. "I guess mother's can't be too protective." Frost backed a way and joyfully closed his eyes.

"He's up to something." You crossed your eyes and watched Frost back a way. "I know. Just stay calm and away from him. He can't piss you off if you're nowhere near him." Hit recommended to you. "I feel like Frost will cheat and disgrace our universe, if he does, I'll kill him." You growled and sat down as Vados drove the Hexahedron.

When the vehicle landed you looked around the place and noticed how ugly it looked. There was seating for each team, gueat seating, shitty food stands and two screens that had Champa and Beerus on them. The only thing that interested you so far was the six Super Dragon Balls floating around in space.

A couple of minutes later the Hexahedron from the other universe arrived and it was basically full with people. Their five fighters which was two Saiyans, a Namekian, some really fat pink guy and a short man that was clearly defenceless. After they got out of the vehicle s small boy with purple hair complained about how horrific the place looked, then his mother backed him up who had blue hair. In the meantime, you spoke to Hit some more.

"I bet this test you have to do will be harder for you than the actual fighting." You joked over to Hit. "Funny aren't you?" Hit replied to you. "Very, do you know what 2-1 is?" You easily asked. "One." Hit answered you with a ridiculous shrug. "What about 1×1?" You asked another question. "Again. It's one." Hit told you. "Now what about 2+4.4-0.4+6×4-10÷10-28?" You quizzed the ridiculous question. "Fuck off." Hit shacked his head with a little laugh. "I'll give you a hint before I have to go. The answer is one." You whispered. "Of course it is." Hit sighed and went to sit down at his desk.

While the test was going on you took a seat on a huge cushion based surface that was also know as the new guest seating. You sat yourself down in your own little area since you didn't really know anything about these people, even though you really wanted to get to know one of them. But Anbā had started to wake up and you could tell that she was pretty confused.

"I guess you're from the Sixth Universe. I'm Bulma." The woman who was complaining earlier called out to you. "(Y-N), and yes I'm from the Sixth Universe." You looked over at the woman who waved at you. "Nice to meet you. I guess you and you're little girl are the only two watching from your side?" Bulma mentioned as she shuffled over to you. "Yeah. I did get offered to fight in the tournament but I turned it down because of my daughter." You explained to her. "It's probably for the best though. She looks really young, how old is she?" Bulma commented to you. "Just turning two months." You answered her. "Aww, she's adorable. What her name?" Bulma asked another question. "Anbā." You told her. "It suits her, and her amber coloured eyes stand out beautifully." Bulma cooed at Anbā, making her smile.

As you was getting to know this Bulma a bit more, the test finished and almost everyone passed it. The pink guy from the opposite team had fallen asleep half way though it and the Saiyan named Goku explained to his destroyer that this Buu could not be woken up no matter what. After that, the stupidest national anthem ever was performed by some cute penguin man, then the tournament finally started. First up was the Saiyan Goku from the Seventh Universe going up against Botamo who was a massive golden bear.

At first it looked like Goku was having some trouble because of the ridiculous size Botamo was with that being in weight and height. One of the other fighters from Goku's team yelled to him to use his head, so he did, and headbutted Botamo in the stmoch that did no damage. Botamo just laughed at Goku who was being judged as weak and stupid. But that didn't last for long when Goku literally threw Botamo out of the ring. Only then your God of Destruction almost started crying and rolled around on the floor,.. then decided he wanted a rematch. The Elder Kai of the Seventh Universe just mocked Champa by calling him a cry baby.

"I'm embarrassed that he's our God of Destruction." You held your head and shacked it. "I don't blame you, if anyone that I knew threw a tantrum like that, I'd tell them to grow a pair." Another woman came up behind you and sat next to Bulma. "And you are?" You thought to ask. "I'm Chi-Chi, Goku's wife." Goku's wife introduced herself to you. "Nice to meet you. I'm (Y-N)." You then introduced yourself again. "And if you don't mind me asking. Who is this cute little thing?" Chi-Chi cheerfully smiled at Anbā. "My daughter, Anbā." You turned Anbā around to face Chi-Chi since she was watching Hit who had his eyes closed. "She's so cute. I guess she's a daddy's little girl." Chi-Chi pointed out as she saw Anbā watching Hit. "Yep. Half the time I feel like she likes her dad more than me." You joked and quickly looked at Hit in the corner of your eye. "It's the same with my boys. Gohan and Goten. Gohan is more of an adult and has his own family to worry about now, but Goten is always wondering off with his father." Chi-Chi pointed out her youngest son to you who was with the boy you saw earlier.

"With Botamo illuminated, Goku moves onto his next opponent, contestant Frost!" The referrer announced into his microphone as Frost hovered down to to ring.

"Let's see what crappy lies you bring out this time, Frost." You clenched your first and snarled at the alien.

Bulma and Chi-Chi noticed now stressed you'd turned soon as Frost stepped onto the ring, but they just ignored you and looked at each other.

"It's s pleasure to meet you." Frost spoke out to Goku and walked up to him.

"Your performance was exemplery, before we commence I want you to know I consider it an honor to match up with a warrior with such altitude. Let's have a good fair fight." Frost greeted Goku and went to shake his hand. "STOP ACTING NICE, FROST! WE KNOW THAT YOU'RE AN EVIL CUNT!" You shouted your lungs out getting Frost's attention. "Ohh please, (Y-N). I've done nothing to harm you or your child, so please stay out of this. I just want to say to the Seventh Universe, I hope we can call this a fair fight and at the end of the day we can all shake hands." Frost went past Goku and surprised the opposite universe. "The only thing you'll be shaking is a way to your grave, Frost. Quit being a fake character already." You sat Anbā in between your legs and crossed your arms. "If you say so." Frost shrugged and prepared himself for the fight.

A couple of moments later the fight started and then came to a pause because Goku knew how to handle Frost's race soon as their way a guy like him in their universe. Goku and some of the other Universe Seven fighters told Frost to skip to his final form and Frost claimed he had done, by transforming into his third form.

"FINAL FORM MY ASS!" You and another Saiysn shouted as Frost transformed.

No one really paid attention to your words and the fight continued. It was a very rough one too because they were both getting harsh punches on each other.

"And now with a little backstory on contestant Frost." The ref spoke out as Goku and Frost fought.

"Ready to hear a load of shit to make Frost sound like a nice guy?" You asked Bulma and Chi-Chi. "Frost sounds like a nice guy compared to out version of him." Bulma told you. "Maybe, but Frost isn't the guy you think he is." You looked at Bulma. "How come you have such a grudge on him? What did he do to upset you?" Chi-Chi quizzed you as she held your shoulder. "It's too personally related to my old job, that I cannot speak of, sorry." You mentioned back to Chi-Chi.

"To end the constant warfare, that once played the Sixth Universe. Frost lead a beast keeping army and used his charging force to pacify in countless worlds. He now devotes his free time to re-construction, finding homes for the billions of children orphaned in the wars he ended. His humanitary efforts have eared him the universal peace prize record three times in a row." The referee quickly told the whole area the backstory of Frost.

"Nice joke, ref. Fancy telling a better backstory called the real backstory of Frost?" You waved your attention at the small green man. "Hit, will you shut her up?! She's making us look bad!" Champa ordered Hit with irritance.

Hit didn't answer Champa, he just kept his eyes shut, arms folded and legs crossed.

As the fight dragged on, Frost addmited he wasn't in his final form and Goku admitted that he knew and that he could go further himself. Frost transformed properly and claimed that he kept this power locked away, because he couldn't control it apparently. Not long after that, Goku turned into something called a Super Saiyan and continuted fighting... but something was odd. You could sense that Goku's power was pretty high and that he had more hidden, but all of a sudden he went dizzy and passed out; and after so many beautiful hits Goku landed on Frost. Goku just instantly collapsed and Frost knocked him straight out of the ring with a fancy kick.

Everyone was extremely shock at Frost for having the victory, but you wasn't. You knew that the Saiyan could have done more, but now he's lying on the floor with his wife by his side worrying like a headless chicken. THEN everyone cheered because Frost helped Goku up by holding his hand up. That just boiled your angry up and made you extermly furious.

Next up was a tall green man who seemed to be a Namekian called Piccolo. He looked pretty solid, but you knew that Frost would pull some cruel tick out of his arms. As the fight started, Piccolo went in for a risky trick by charging up an attack that clearly took a while. Unfortunately, Frost got a fair hit on Piccolo and got him good in the knee. Luckily, Piccolo stayed up straight and multipled himself that seriously confused Frost. But it didn't hold him off for long, once Frost cleaned out the duplicates, he got a few hits on the Namekian. Then things started to get real. Piccolo pretended he lost control of the energy he collected and manged to tie Frost up with his left arm that starched out for meters. At this point you knew Forst was done for, he was going to be out for good, but that wasn't till he moved his right arm and coincidencely Piccolo lost. This gave Frost the perfect opportunity to finish Piccolo.

After Piccolo passed out because of Frost's final hit, the ref declared the match over and the winner as Frost.

"FROST IS CHEATING!" You yelled out and caught everyones attention. "(Y-N), SHUT UP!" Champa screamed back at you. "No, go on (Y-N)." Champa's brother then joined in. "Frost is using poison to make his opponents pass out, I don't know how. But he's used the poison on me and that's the reason why my daughter is seriously ill!" You explained without holding back. "Check Frost's right arm!" A friend from the Seventh Universe backed you up. "Err." The ref hesitated and went up to Frost.

In the mean time, Beerus and Champa were disgusting if they should search Frost and they came to the conclusion that they should. As that happened, you could see Hit dying to talk to you, because you clearly haven't told him something.

"What do you mean Frost is the reason why Anbā got ill? She looks perfectly healthy." Bulma though to question you. "When I was pregnant with Anbā I had no clue until I woke up one night in complete agony. After having emergency surgery to remove what the doctors though I had, turned out to be my daughter. The next day I saw a baby at the side of my bed and I was told I had no symptoms of pregnancy because she was hiding under my ribs. Now before I got sent into hospital, I was doing an important mission. Frost just so happened to fuck the whole thing up and some how injected the poison into my ribs. Not long after we took Anbā home, she got diagnosed with a serious disease and went through surgery, medication and oxygen therapy. I was told the cause of her illness was because of some form of poisen or bad luck. I didn't tell my partner that it was the poison because he was to stressed out at the time." You shared the story with the Seventh Universe and everyone else as you showed Bulma the scar on Anbā at the end of the story. "That's awful." Bulma covered her mouth in pure shock. "See why I hate Frost now? It's not just because of that, it's because of the lies and brain washing he does on people." You lowered your eyes thst were locked on Frost.

"For violating the rules of the tournament, Frost is disqualified. Which means the winner is Piccolo." The ref then checked Frost's arm and found a tiny needle that stuck out.

After that you could finally relax and enjoy the rest of the tournament. Everyone was booing Frost and Vados admitted who the real Frost was. Finally, people then understood that Frost's niceness was just an act for their respect and trust. But there was someone you was not paying much attention to. Hit was still watching because he was hiding that he was deely hurt that you didn't tell him the real truth about Anbā's illness. You just looked at Hit to say sorry because you couldn't speak to him. After that, your heart started beating uncomfortably again, because the tournament had changed. Piccolo for fitted, Frost was allowed back into the tournament with his needles and the next fighter of the Seventh Universe came up. It seemed that this next fighter was called Vegeta, Bulma's husband. The only reason why this happened was because the Gods of Destruction allowed Vegeta to have what he wanted. Vegeta said he wanted to fight Frost himself with his weapons because he was no different from this Frieza in their universe, and apparently the name Frieza just made Vegeta sick.

Luckily, Vegeta managed to do you a favour and kick Frost out straight away. Frost didn't even land a drop of poison on Vegeta and that gave Vegeta your respect.

Now while Whis and Vados were rapairing the arena with something new to it, Beerus and Champa started arguing.

"Bulma, can you hold Anbā for a minute, please?" You held Anbā out to Bulma. "Err, yeah sure." Bulma hesitantly answered and held Anbā since she had no clue what you were doing.

You jumped off the gueat seating and flew around the back of the arena so no one saw you, but Hit did and decided to follow you.

"Frost is mine. I deserve to get revenge on him." You held a hand out on Hit's chest. "I know and I'm not stopping you. I just want to know why you didn't tell me about Anbā." Hit seriously quired you. "I'm sorry, Hit. At that time you were stressed out and I didn't want to stress you out even more. If you want to talk about it later on at home we can do. I just need to catch Frost before he gets away." You looked back at Hit while apologising that then lead to you running after Frost.

"You can stop right there, Frost. You're not getting away that easily and with something that doesn't belong to you." You pulled out a throwing knife that stapped Frost in the foot so he was nailed to the ground. "You can't possibly think a little throwing knife is going to stop me." Frost pulled out the weapon that landed in his foot and tossed it to a side. "It may not, but this will." You changed at Frost at the speed of light and got him in a headlock with a gun to his head. "You're seriously going to kill me?" Frost held your arm while trying to escape. "No. That's a cowards move, and don't think you're little needle will do damage on me this time. I'm immune to your poison because I've had vaccines that just turn out to reject your poison." You then turned Frost around and held him up high by the neck.

"This is just revenge." You then took out your gun and shot Frost in the shoulder, collar bone and knee. After that you dropped the unconscience Frost onto the floor. "Now were even." You told him and turned back to the arena.

"Is he dead?" Vados questioned you. "Sadly, not." You answered back to her and went to sit back where you was before.

"What's wrong with you lot? You look shocked?" You questioned the Seventh Universe. "N-nothing." Bulma answered and gave you Anbā back. "So who's fighting next?" You quizzed. "Well Goku is back in the tournament. But right now contestant Vegeta will be going up against contestant Magetta." The ref mentioned to you and tried to hide his fear he had for you. "Go on, Magetta." You smiled to yourself as you were bothered about your Universe winning now.

You seriously thought Magetta had this fight in the bag because of everything that was going on in the fight. Magetta had tons on him compared to Vegeta and the glass barrier made it harder for Vegeta and easier for Magetta. Even going super saiyan made it difficult for Vegeta, but he was still doing well. There was even a point were everyone thought Vegeta was out because it looked like he was standing out of the ring, but he wasn't. Vegeta's balance kept him in the tournament because he was stood on a tiny piece of rock that was apart of the ring. After that, Vegeta smashed the barrier and glass shattered everywhere. Everyone dodged the pieces and luckily no one got hurt. Whis also did the favor of rising a shiled on the guest seating so no one got hurt for sure. The fight went on for a good twenty minutes but soon came to a most unexpected end. All Vegeta had to do was insult the metal man and he would have been out form the start.

So after the long intense fight, Magetta went back to the fighters crying from Vegeta's harsh insult, and Vegeta went back to his fighters proudly asking for a drink.

"That guy in black, you're couiouse about him too right? He looks like a serious threat." Goku watched Hit and noticed Vegeta watching him too. Vegeta didn't say anything, but his face did. Vegeta though he could beat Hit, but first he would have to get past Cabba, the Sixth Universe's Saiyan.

As the ring was getting fixed by Vados and Whis, Champa started to get ticked of at the guests for some reason. Luckily, Beerus stepped in and took the aim of the guests to himself. While the twin destroyers were arguing like they always did, Beerus' attendant Whis came up to you.

"Excuse me, you're the woman who stopped Frost from taking his actions further aren't you?" Whis kneeled down in front of you. "Yes." You answered and raised an eyebrow. "Lord Beerus would like to thank you himself for telling us the truth about Frost, but he seems busy at the moment." Whis explained to you as he pointed at the gods arguing. "Ohh... Ok." You shrugged with a smile. "So if it's ok with you, can I give your little girl a gift?" Whis whispered to you so no one else heard. "Of course you can, thank you." You nodded and thanked Whis as he made a little rattle appear with his symbol at the side of it. "No problem. Now I best stop Lord Beerus and Champa from fighting." Whis then stood up and went to tell the Gods that the ring was completed with his sister.

As the ring was now complete, the next fight could start, which was Cabba and Vegeta. This fight wasn't a very long one though, Vegeta teaching Cabba seemed to be longer than the actul fighting, because Cabba didn't know how to turn Super Saiyan. So Vegeta just snapped and said the most awful things to Cabba that made the young Saiyan lose his temper in rage making Cabba a Super Saiyan in minutes. But Vegeta could still easily overpower Cabba, and he did by turning Super Saiyan Blue that was a god-like power, that finished the fight.

While Vegeta was talking to Cabba about never giving up and Cabba telling Vegeta he was like the prince from their universe, Beerus and Whis started gossiping to each other.

"Nice one, Vegeta." Beerus fist pumped and started to get smug soon as he was winning. "I thanked that woman for taking care of Frost while you were arguing with your brother, My Lord." Whis mentioned to Beerus. "Ohh yeah? What was she like?" Beerus asked his attendant. "Rather happy and energised." Whis answered the destroyer. "Really? Her partner doesn't look like that. I've only seen him move twice and that was his hand so he could dodge the glass Vegeta shattered and when Frost did a runner." Beerus streched out like a house cat would. "I think he was resting his eyes, My Lord. Apparently, having children does make you tired." Whis pointed out. "I might rest my eyes too then, this tournament is going on forever." Beerus then yawned and lowered his eyes. "I wouldn't if I were you, Lord Beerus. Hit is the best fighter Universe Six have to offer, and the best assassin. They call him, Never-Miss-Hit." Whis nudged Beerus as Hit stood up and got ready to fight Vegeta. "So that (Y-N) must be an assassin too?" Beerus thought out. "Wow, really? That's so cool, I've never seen a female assassin before." Goku leaned near the edge and studied yours and Hit's character. "Because assassins do their work in a secretive way, Goku. Just don't piss her off. You may be strong but I best those weapons of hers can damage you." Beerus reminded Goku that were armed. "Don't worry, Lord B. I'm just moving so I can get a better view of the fight. It looks like Vegeta is having trouble down there." Goku lied to Beerus and went over to the guest seating.

As Goku shifted over to where Chi-Chi and Goten where sat, he decided to plan how he could beat Hit as he was up next. The fight had been going on for a couple of minutes and in that time of space, Vegeta was on the floor feeling humiliated and almost un-conscience.

"Well then, what will we do now? He can't announce a surrender to me if he's too stubborn and almost knocked out." Hit finally said some words and only to the ref. "Err, ok... The winner by knocked out, contestant Hit."

"Of all the people I've thought, you're the second one to live." Were Hit's final words to Vegeta before he backed a way. "W-what?! W-who's the first?" Vegeta trembled and struggled to stand up. "...My girlfriend." Hit exhaled then actually answered a question for the first time from an enemy.

"Ok, what is going on here? You're the first person to live after fighting, Hit?" Bulma turned around to you with worried look. "...Yes. When Hit and I first met, we didn't get on very well." You replied to Bulma. "SO YOU ARE AN ASSASSIN TOO!?" Goku came up behind you and made you jump, but Anbā laugh. "WHAT THE!.." You panicked and elbowed Goku in the jaw. "Y-you're an assassin?" Bulma shockingly quizzed you. "You've got some power in you for a girl, I'll give you that." Goku shacked his head and admitted while holding his jaw. "Sorry, Goku you made me jump. And I WAS an assassin, Bulma. I quit my job because I've got better things to do." You apologised to Goku and corrected Bulma. "I see." Bulma nodded and watched Anbā laughing at Goku. "No, it's my bad for making you jump." Goku continued to rub his jaw and sat inbetween you and Chi-Chi.

"After watching that I can tell you that Hit's moving at super speed, and that's what's making him so hard to beat." A purple alien fly like man came up behind Goku and told him. "Well yeah, we've all noticed that so far, come on Jaco." Goku turned around and stood up. "Yes, but have no noticed what happens when he attacks? It's more than just speed. He disappears completely." Jaco figured out and started to solvd shy Hit was fast. "A fast invisible man? Goku held his chin and asked. "No, you'd see his clothing if he was invisible. But here's an idea. What if he's actually time skipping." A green octopus man with a crown butted in on the situation. "Ohh shit." You mumbled and walked a way. "What's that?" Bulma also stood up. "Granted. I've only heard rumors of the ability to manipulate time. But there are apparently the few beings out there who are able to perform this skip. I'm not talking about much I mind you, only the tenth of a second." The galactic king figured out. "WAIT A MINUTE, JACO! Didn't you say manipulating time was a serious galactic offence? Go over there and arrest him!" Bulma shouted and demanded her friend to arrest Hit. "Bulma,.. I've made the acquaintance with you and I'd hate to to rip it apart. So sit your ass down and watch Goku fight Hit fight." You appeared in front of Bulma with Anbā in one arm and your gun in the other. "H-how did you get in front of me that quickly?" Bulma stepped back in fear. "Apparently, there are a few people out there who can perform this time skip." You shrugged your shoulders since this was the first time you used Hit's time skip in public. "I think I'll sit this one out, Bulma." Jaco mentioned and sat himself down.

Not long after you had a little go at Bulma for trying to get Jaco to arrest Hit. The fight between Goku and Hit started. But with Goku being the dumb Saiyan he was, he told Hit what his plans were.

"You showing your cards tells me that's you're young." Hit looked at Goku with confusion since Goku told Hit his plan. "Well I appreciate the compliment because I'm actually a grandfather." Goku chuckled back in return. "That's young to a man who's a thousand years old." Hit replied and kept the same blank look on his face. "A thousand years old?! For real?! That's sssssooooooo old." Goku then dropped his jaw and trembled back. "A thousand years in my race is equivalent to a young adult in Human, Saiyan and multiple other races. I should at least be one thousand five hundred or two thousand if I were to become a grandfather." Hit simply spoke out that made him sound intelligent. "That's still pretty old for me though. Why not surrender before you hurt yourself?" Goku sugggeted to Hit.

Hit just crosse his arms and used a time skip to attack Goku, but it was not all successful. Goku had plotted where Hit's moves would be and Hit ended up with a kick in the ribs, punch in the jaw and face. Only was it till then the fight started to get real. Goku and Hit started to take things seriously by powering up. Goku going Super Saiyan Bule and Hit increasing his time skip which made it a bit harder for Goku. Even though Goku had the power of a God, he was still struggling. Hit got a smashing hit on Goku by kneeing him in the stomach. The ref had to ask if Goku could carry on with the fight, but Goku was in too much pain. Champa even got involved and shouted with all of his might at Hit to finish him off so he could get his paws on the Seventh Universe's Earth. Hit thoughtfully gave Goku a minute to recover since he knew Goku could and still wanted to carry on.

"Get back on your feet. It's because of you I've improved my technique, that mercy was payment." Hit demanded Goku as he put his hand's back in his pockets.

Finally, Goku got back on his feet and back in his fighting stance with his shiny blue blue hair. Then Lord Champa started freaking out because his best fighter had just let the perfect opportunity go.

"Your braveness has filled my own, Goku. As you rise even higher then so will I. I wanna see where this competition goes for my own sake. Let's take it to it's peak." Hit honourly mentioned to Goku as his opponent decided to pull something big out of the bag.

As the fight continuted it began to get more rough and deadly. Goku screamed "KAIO-KEN TIMES TEN!" That loud you thought peoples eardrums would be ripped apart. Thankfully, you covered Anbā's ears because you knew she would defiantly be crying at the sound of this fight. After the huge burst out Goku had and the attempt Hit did to try and increase his time skip. Everything started to get a bit worrying. Dust and smoke was every where and you honestly thought Hit or Goku would be killed by accident during this fight. When everything became clear again you and Anbā coughed away the dust and tried to see where they had both gone. At first everyone thought that had both gone out of the ring, but the screens were a part of it. Just a little bit after that mad out bust, things calmed down a tiny bit. But Goku and Hit were still getting hurt pretty badly. Even though Goku was not as successful as he expected, he was still able to get three punches in Hit's face that sent him into Champa's screen. Once Hit got himself out of there, Goku collapsed to the ring floor and asked Lord Beerus something.

"HEY, LORD BEERUS! IF IT'S ALRIGHT WITH YOU, I'D LIKE TO LIFT ALL OF THE RULES FROM THE TOURNAMENT!" Goku shouted his request over to Beerus. "GOKU ARE YOU CRAZY, YOU'LL BE KILLED!" Goku's wife yelled at her lunatic of a husband. "But it's the only way Hit will be able to show off his assassin techniques. You saw how (Y-N) took care of Frost with those moves and I'm pretty sure Hit will be able to do the same." Goku tried to keep Chi-Chi remained calm as he explained what he wanted in the nicest way. "I married a maniac." Chi-Chi slouched and gave in. "SO LORD BEERUS? IS IT?... Ohh great." Goku gazed over to where Beerus was sat, but turned out he was fighting with his brother again at the top of the dome.

"I wouldn't mind the rules to be lifted either, but I don't think it's going to happen." Hit spoke out as he watched the tension between Beerus and Champa. "Haha, yeah. You're not wrong there. Well, it was good fighting you, Hit. We should do it again some time." Goku then normally spoke to Hit as he then jumped out of the ring letting Hit win.

Once Goku jumped out of the ring on purpose so Hit could have the victory everyone was in shock... Accept from Beerus. He was more fustrated than shocked because his team was now screwed. Even though he had a fighter left, Beerus still knew that he'd have to give up his Earth to Champa as fighter number five was defenceless.

So it was now settled. Beerus shouted at Goku for messing up everything, then had a nervous break down since Monaka could not win in anyway. But Goku didn't understand with the thick skull he had, he serouly thought Monaka was a struggle for Beerus to beat. Even when Monaka landed on his face when he set foot into the ring and almost cried, Goku was STILL mindblow by this character.

"Well I guess your universe wins?" Bulma mentioned to you. "I wouldn't speak too soon. I've known Hit for years so I know what he has planned." You kept your eyes on Hit as he just deeply exhaled at how ridiculose and embarrasing this fight was going to be.

Once Monaka got face to face with Hit and the referee started the final round, Monaka just ran at Hit and basically fairy tapped his in the knee which was supposed to be a punch. Hit just blankly stood there in silence for a few seconds then let out a fake scream followed up with flying out of the ring and collapsing to the ground. Everyone from the Seventh Universe was in utter shock and didn't know how to react, and especially Beerus because he couldn't believe that his team won. All of the people from the Seventh Universe cheered at their victory and you flew over to Hit as he landed on the Sixth Universes platform.

"I don't need the transport. Just take me and my family home." Hit told Champa as you and Hit landed next to each other. "OF COURSE YOU DON'T YOU'RE ALL FAILURES, I ASK YOU TO DO A SIMPLE TASK AND YOU ALL FAIL MISERABLY! I'll destroy you all!" Champa raised from his seat with frustration and two attacks in his hands. "WHAT?! That's not fair. Everyone tried their best here... Accsept from Frost." You butted in and handed Anbā to Hit as you stood up to your destroyer. "Lord Champa." Vados said in the background. "SHUT YOUR MOUTH, (Y-N)! YOU'RE SUPPOSE TO BE A GUEST SO KEEP OUT OF THIS!" Champa snarled and took a step closer to you. "Lord Champa." Vados said a bit louder. "And what are you looking at, Hit? Want to challenge me? Go on then. I'll let you use that time skip of yours. Let's see how far that gets you." Champa recognised the angry look on Hit's face as Champa basically started shouting at you. "Lord Champa." Vados then caught Champa's attention. "WHAT!?" Champa turned around and hissed at Vados. "Look." Vados calmly pointed out at the little visitor you had.

"That is perfect timing." You let out a long trail of air now that you could relax from the Omni King's appearance. "W-who is that? And why is Lord Champa so scared of it?" Cabba looked over the edge and noticed the child-like creature. "That's the Omni King, Grand Zeno. Ruler of all twelve uuniverses." You answered Cabba while watching the grand ruler for the first time with your own eyes. "How do you know that?" Hit surprisingly asked you. "I get bored when you're at work and when Anbā is asleep." You answered Hit. "Wouldn't it be wise to join the others then? Wouldn't the ruler of everything see us as being rube?" Cabba gasped and tensed up. "Yeah." You nodded and hovered down to the ring while Goku tried to approach the Omni King.

After Goku spoke to Zeno as he wished, the heart attacks Beerus and Champa had calmed down and everyone relaxingly spoke to each other... Accsept from the destroyers.

"THIS TOURNAMENT MEANT NOTHING, YOU FOOL! THIS WAS JUST A PRACTICE FOR THE REAL THING! The six super dragon balls are yours. But good look finding the last one. I searched both of our universe and it's nowhere to be seen." Champa started off yelling then lowered his voice as he gave Beerus the Super Dragon Balls.

"I'm proud of you." You smiled and stroked the side of Hit's face. "Please don't." His exhaled and tilted his face away. "Aww, is Mr Hardcore-Assassin embarrassed that his girlfriend loves him?" You cooed and teased Hit. "No, that side is just very sore, because Goku kept punhing me in the left side of my face for some reason." Hit mentioned the real reason to you. "Aww, you'll be fine. I love you." You hugged Hit and watched Anbā who was falling asleep in Hit's arm. "I love you too." Hit put an arm around you and gave you a kiss on the lips.

"HEY, HIT!" Goku yelled from a distance.

Hit pulled away from the kiss and gave Goku a look that showed that he was irritated.

"Don't be an ass to him. He's a nice man." You mumbled to Hit.

"I enjoyed fighting you, what do you say we do it again some time? Your universe or mine, I'm not bothered." Goku stopped infront of you both and suggested. "I'm not going to fight someone for their own benefit." Hit answered Goku. "Why not? You've basically just done that with Vegeta, Monaka and myself." Goku moaned with a fair point. "I got paid." Hit explained to the Saiyan. "Fine... At least introduce me to your little girl. I only got a little glimpse of her earlier and she looks proper cute." Goku gazed over Hit's arm on how cute he found your baby.

"COME ON, LOSERS!" Champa screamed his warriors together.

"Maybe, another time." Hit told Goku and walked away with you.

Once Vados dropped everyone off back on their home planet, they still had to decided what to do woth Frost, since he was still unconscience.

"Just dump him in a dark ally." Champa suggested without a care. "With fuckin' pleasure." You stood up and tossed Frost over your shoulder. "I didn't actually mean it!" Champa screeched a held his face.

But by the time you could responed to the destroyer, you has already left the transport and kicked Frost into a dark ally that was wet and smelly.

"Where do you want dropping off, (Y-N)?" Vados asked you as you stumbled back up to the hexahedron. "Where you picked us up, please?" You suggested. "Ok. Jump back in then." Vados nodded and got on it.

After you and Hit left the hexahedron you made your way back to your home. Once you set foot in your house, Hit put Anbā to bed since she was asleep, then Hit did the same with himself.

"You tired, handsome?" You chuckled and leaned in the doorway. "...Yep." Hit answered and kicked his boots off. "Don't blame you." You then took your jacket off and sat on your side of the bed. "I'm glad you settled things with Frost." Hit mentioned. "Same." You smiled and laid down next to Hit with your arm around him.

"(Y-N)?.." Hit turned his head to you while looking into your eyes. "Yeah." You shuffled closer to Hit and closed your eyes with your head on his shoulder. "Years from now how do you think we'll tell Anbā the day I proposed to you?" Hit asked you. "I'm not entirely su... Wait what?!" You started to answer then realised what Hit asked you. "Well?" Hit remained lying down with a ring in his hand for you. "A-are you asking me to marry you?" You panicked and dropped your jaw. "Yes." Hit easily confessed to you. "Well, I think the answer is pretty obvious." You grinned and put the ring on yourself with a massive hug for Hit. "I take that as a yes then." Hit hugged you back and kissed your cheek.

The End.