Disclaimer; I do not own DBZ, nor do I make any money off of it. I never really knew why kids who wrote fan fics put up these disclaimer thingys. I mean, why would anyone bother to sue a kid for writing a little fan fic when they’re already rolling in double dollars for actually writing the story? Oh well, just go with the flow…
This is my first story to get on the Internet!! ^o^; I’m so happy! Maybe in the future I’ll get more on! I just have to finish most of them first…
Rated; R (language, a TINY bit o’ lemon, some angst I guess)
Questions? Comments? E-mail me at [email protected].
Chi Chi breathed deeply while she brushed her long, silky mane of jet black hair in front of her bedroom mirror. Goku, Gohan, and Piccolo had gone off to train somewhere… again. Chi Chi frowned at the thought of the boys going off to train, leaving her all alone…
There I go again…
If Chi Chi had kept track of the number of times that she had doubted Goku’s love for her, it would most likely be somewhere in the millions. Chi Chi sighed again as she rose to her feet. She wandered to the kitchen to begin preparing dinner. It was only 5:00, but with the quantity of food that she had to prepare for her two Saiya-jins, she had to start early.
Saiya-jin. The word hung itself in the air, lingering on Chi Chi’s mind. She didn’t understand the entire race at all… their appetite, their transformations, or their undying thirst for battle. With her experience last year, with Gohan forcing her to accept Piccolo by wishing her into a Namekian, one figure had clouded her mind that entire day… Vegeta.
She loathed him. Before being transformed into a Namekian, Chi Chi was only scared of Piccolo. She thought that she hated him, but now she realized that her hate was merely extreme dislike. But her revulsion and dread for the Saiya-jin Prince was different. He had not been around as long as Piccolo had, he had certainly brought more people to their deaths, and had almost killed not only her husband, (like Piccolo), but her little Gohan. For these reasons, Chi Chi refused to let Vegeta near her home, let alone her only child.
Chi Chi accidentally dropped a frying pan in
her thoughts, but did not bend over to pick it up. Instead, she gazed out of
the window. It had started to rain. Chi Chi quietly turned with a sigh and
continued her cooking.
“VEGETAAAAAA!!!”
The piercing shriek of Bulma left Vegeta’s sensitive ears ringing. The annoyed Saiya-jin Prince turned to face the angry blue-haired woman.
“HOW COULD YOU HAVE BROKEN THE GRAVITY MACHINE AGAIN!?!? That’s the third time this week! I have better things to do than fix your stupid body-building box!!” screamed Bulma right into Vegeta’s face.
“Like what?!” yelled Vegeta right back, his ears still shot to HFIL.
“Like my WORK, cooking, cleaning, Yamucha,-“ started Bulma, naming things off of her fingers.
“HA! That’s a good excuse! I have no idea what that Earthling sees in a loud, controlling, wired-on-herself bitch!!” shouted Vegeta.
Now Bulma was ready to explode.
“GET OUT OF MY HOUSE, YOU… YOU… ‘PLANET OF THE APES’ EXTRA!!” shrieked Bulma again.
“My pleasure!” sneered Vegeta.
He powered up and blasted out of Bulma’s large,
living room window. Bulma was fuming. She threw up her hands and returned to
her laboratory.
Vegeta landed in front of a bar that he had discovered the last time he and Bulma had a fight. He slammed open the door, causing it to smash into the wall. He turned quite a few heads, but they all went back to their normal business after Vegeta gave them his best glare. The Saiya-jin Prince parked himself at an empty stool and glowered at the bartender.
“Whiskey… now!” demanded Vegeta, slamming his fist on the counter. The bartender gulped and poured Vegeta the drink. Vegeta pulled a five dollar bill he had found in Bulma’s kitchen out of his pocket and gave it to the bartender, who took it fearfully. He didn’t know why people cared so much about these stupid green pieces of paper. Vegeta gulped down the long drink in one gulp. Then he had another. And another. And another. And Vegeta was on his 11th drink when he noticed that it was nighttime, and that he was starving. He got up from his place and left, the door to the bar out of commission.
“Hey, spiky-haired dude… wanna’ pack o’ dope?”
Vegeta spun his head around to see two scruffy-looking Earthlings in baggy clothes and gold chains. Vegeta raised his eyebrow and turned to face the gangsters.
“What do you want, slime?” sneered Vegeta.
“Nothin’ man… jus’ wanted to sell you some o’ dis here good stuff.” said the man, holding out a plastic bag of cocaine.
The smell coming out of the bag strangely eluded Vegeta, and it sparked his Saiya-jin curiosity.
“Only 3000 yen a bag.” sneered one of the thugs.
“3000 yen!? For this little bag of shit?!” yelled Vegeta.
“*SHHHH!* Hey, man! Keep yo’ voice down!” said one of the gangsters.
“Yeah, man… you want the cops to hear us?” said the other.
Vegeta smirked. So, this stuff is illegal, hmmm? Must be good if it’s prohibited on Earth… thought Vegeta.
“If you don’t give this to me, I’ll inform the authorities of this planet.” sneered Vegeta.
“No way, man! They’d arrest you too, cause’ we’ll tell em’ that your with us!!” protested the man.
This was just what Vegeta was expecting. He grinned wickedly.
“Fine then… give it to me or I’ll kill you!” said Vegeta, picking up the gangster who was holding the crack by the neck. He squeezed and the thug turned purple.
“*Ack!* Here, it’s… y-y-yours!” crackled the thug, handing Vegeta the bag.
The Saiya-jin Prince threw the gangster into a
garbage can and looked at the other. The thug whimpered and went to help his
friend. Vegeta laughed and flew off into the sky.
The sun sank into the sky very slowly, as if it didn’t want to go to bed yet… like an obstinate child. Son Goku, Son Gohan, and Piccolo were all furiously training when a deep, low rumble made them all stop.
“What the Hell was that?!” said Piccolo.
“My stomach…” said Goku sheepishly.
Gohan and Piccolo almost fell out of the sky.
“Maybe we should go home now. Mom should have dinner ready.” mentioned Gohan.
“Yes, please, go! Take him away!” said Piccolo in an annoyed tone.
“YEAH! Food!” said Goku happily.
Gohan and Goku said good-bye and they zoomed
off towards the Son family house. It was very dark when they started off.
Piccolo watched them until he could see them no longer.
“Oooooo… that feels gooooooood…”
Vegeta sat on a rock in the forest, stars dotted the sky and a waxing gibbous moon hung itself in the sky. Vegeta had three bags of white powder sitting at his feet and the rest on a piece of glass in his hand. He didn’t know much about this Earthling substance they called ‘dope’, ‘crack’, ‘cocaine’, and ‘the stuff’, but he knew he liked it!
“MAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNN … I can’t believe Earthlings had the capability to make stuff like this…”
Vegeta took another sniff.
“I wish there were more Saiya-jins… there aren’t anymore Saiya-jin females… no Saiya-jin babies. I wish that there was a way to get more, *sniiiiiiif*, ahhhh, Saiya-jins.”
An idea hit Vegeta, making his already high mind lift. He picked up his bags and put them in his shirt.
“I WILL WISH FOR A SAIYA-JIN!!” laughed
Vegeta insanely. He powered up and flew back to the Capsule Corp. building to
steal Bulma’s Dragonball Radar.
“IDIOT!!”
Goku dodged a rolling pin and it crashed through the kitchen window.
“What did I do?” asked Goku.
“I spent 3 hours preparing this meal, and to show your gratitude, you come home late, wolf down the food in 10 seconds flat, and then prepare to leave without a word of thanks?! And you’re leaving to train… AGAIN!?” yelled Chi Chi.
“OKAY! OKAY! I’m sorry! I’ll stay home tonight!” said Goku worriedly.
“Oh, thanks! Put your precious training on hold so you can spend one measly night with your wife! Well, think again, buddy! I’m going to sleep!” yelled Chi Chi, storming into her bedroom.
Goku rubbed his head in shame. He was glad that
Gohan had been so tired after dinner… Goku hated it when Gohan heard him and
Chi Chi fight. Goku went upstairs to check on him. He found his son sleeping
silently and smiled. He went back down the stairs and entered his bedroom. He
found Chi Chi lying on the bed, her body shivering in her nightie. Goku pulled
the blanket over Chi Chi and she stopped shivering. Goku sighed and went into
the living room to watch TV. He went to bed a few hours later.
Vegeta woke up in a small bed in Bulma’s laboratory. He sat up abruptly and looked around to see Bulma tinkering on some new project.
“What am I doing in here?!” yelled the Saiya-jin Prince.
Bulma was startled by Vegeta’s voice. She stood up and turned around angrily.
“Don’t scare me like that!” yelled Bulma.
“Answer my question, woman!” demanded Vegeta.
“I found you stoned in the Gravity Room with three bags of crack in your shirt.” said Bulma with her eye brow raised.
Vegeta stared at her for a few seconds.
“What’s ‘stoned’?” asked Vegeta.
“Ya’ know… getting high? It’s when you sniff too much dope. You get a buzz, and you do things that you normally wouldn’t do.” said Bulma.
“…I need more…” said Vegeta, standing up.
“Vegeta, crack dulls your brain, your senses, and most importantly to you, your body. It lowers your testosterone level, which means you get a high and whiny voice and you don’t grow facial hair as much. You get the ‘munchies’, which means you eat a lot more than you normally do and you get fat. Plus, you could serve 20 to 30 years in prison just for buying, selling, or possessing it in any way.” said Bulma.
And Vegeta has never touched the stuff since..
Goku woke up to the sunrise. He ran his hands across the bed, searching for his wife. He felt something ruff and furry. It puzzled him, and he followed it up to Chi Chi’s silky smooth skin. Goku’s eyes widened as it dawned on to him.
“WHAT THE HELL?!?!” screamed Goku in horror.
He put some clothes on and raced up to Gohan’s room at lightning speed.
“GOHAN! CHI CHI’S A SAIYA-JIN!!” yelled Goku.
Gohan fell out of his bed, but stood up quickly. He was wearing a small tank top with black boxers. The little half-Saiya-jin yawned and ogled at his father.
“Honto, Otou-san?” asked Gohan, half asleep.
“Chi Chi has a tail!! I felt it!!” said Goku panicky.
“Dad, I’m sure it wasn’t a tail. It was probably just her pajamas or a blanket.” sighed Gohan.
“….Hai… your right… I was probably just dreaming…” breathed Goku.
Goku and Gohan went downstairs to find a very angry but dressed Chi Chi making breakfast.
“WHAT do you mean by screaming at 6:00 in the morning?! I couldn’t get back to sleep, so now I’m cooking! THANKS A LOT!!” yelled Chi Chi.
Gohan pulled his dad down by the collar so he could talk.
“Does mom seem a little crankier than usual to you?” whispered Gohan.
“I don’t know…” trailed off Goku.
Gohan and Goku sat down and Ch Chi put down their breakfast before them. Goku noticed that Chi Chi had cooked a lot more food than usual. But he shrugged it off and started chowing down. He was only a quarter through when he looked up at his wife. Chi Chi was wolfing down her food, just as fast if not faster than Goku. Gohan and Goku just stared at her. Chi Chi finished and stood up with her plate in her hands.
“AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” screamed Goku and Gohan.
“WHAT!?” yelled Chi Chi, looking around.
“You DO have a tail, Kaa-san!” yelled Gohan, pointing.
Chi Chi looked down to see a furry, light brown tail attached to her tail-bone. She stared at it for a few seconds, and then fell to the floor, unconscious.
“Oh my Kami…” said Gohan, gasping for breath.
“Chi Chi… a Saiya-jin?” said Goku in a daze.
Gohan and Goku looked at each other.
“I don’t know about you, but I don’t wanna’ be here when she wakes up.” said Goku uneasily.
“Hai, Otou-san!” gulped Gohan.
Gohan and Goku trampled down the door and
blasted off into the sky.
“Uhhhhh… what happened?” moaned Chi Chi.
Chi Chi jumped to her feet rather fast. The quickness of it made her head ache. Then, she suddenly remembered; she was a Saiya-jin. She ran her hands over her waist and felt a warm, furry tail wrapped around her hips like a belt.
“Oh my Kami… I’m a Saiya-jin…!” said a startled Chi Chi.
Chi Chi felt new emotions rushing inside of her. She ran her hands over her face, her skin, and her hair. Her skin was rougher, not soft and smooth as it had been before. Her hair was course and in chunky spikes, her eyes were smaller, (like Juuhachi’s eyes), her limbs were longer, her muscles were more defined, and ALL of her senses were at least ten times better than they had been before.
But that was only on the outside! Chi Chi didn’t know what she wanted to do first… eat or fight! Cleaning, cooking, or making Gohan study weren’t even on her mind.
“I need to find Goku…” breathed Chi Chi.
Chi Chi started to head outside, but she stopped and pinched at her clothes instead.
“These clothes are light… too light. I feel naked.” said Chi Chi uneasily.
Chi Chi walked back into her and Goku’s bedroom. She opened her closet and poked around, but found nothing to her liking. She rooted around in Goku’s drawer, but everything was far too large for her. Chi Chi put them on anyway, but she still felt weird in his baggy gi. So she got out her sewing kit and, in a few minutes, had made her very own weighted fighting gi. She smirked at her lighting-quick-made outfit, and ran out of the house. She powered up and started to float off of the ground.
“Hey! I can fly! I’m really starting to like this!!” giggled Chi Chi with delight.
She flew off towards the ki signals of her
husband, her son, and her new green friend.
Vegeta punched and kicked the air in 500 times normal gravity. He fell to his knees and panted hard, sweat pouring down his face. He stood up and turned the gravity down to 200. He wanted to take a break, but he didn’t want to loose his disposition.
He sat down on the floor and closed his eyes. He had no recollection of the night Bulma had said he was ‘stoned’. Vegeta remembered only up until he had started experimenting with the strange smelling powder. He remembered tasting it, poking at it, and doing about a dozen other things until he was satisfied with just breathing it in through his nose. He felt extremely stupid afterwards, when he found out from Bulma that you were supposed to just sniff it in the first place.
Vegeta brushed off this thought until another
entered his mind. A new ki signal had appeared… and it was heading towards
Kakarotto, Kakarotto’s brat, and Kakarotto’s brat’s green sensei’s ki signal.
It was strangely similar to Kakarotto’s ki signal and his own. Vegeta shrugged
it off, not really caring what new friends Kakarotto was making. He switched
the gravity machine back up to 500, and resumed his isolated training.
“She’s a WHAT!?” shouted Piccolo.
“A Saiya-jin.” said Goku.
“Yeah, yeah, I HEARD you! But… how did this happen?!” yelled Piccolo.
“Maybe she was already a Saiya-jin… and her tail just grew back now! And her Saiya-jin name is Chiibage! (Cabbage. -^_^-; Hey, it’s gotta be a vegetable…) And she’s going to destroy the world!” said Gohan in a dramatic tone.
Piccolo and Goku stared at Gohan with sweatdrops on their brows. Gohan blushed and laughed sheepishly.
“Just kidding!” laughed Gohan.
“Well, we’re going to have to go home sooner or later. So let’s just go and… fly… home…?!” sputtered Goku, looking over Gohan’s shoulder.
Gohan spun around to see what Goku was looking at. He and Piccolo were in shock as a levitating Chi Chi came zooming up towards them, stopping a yard away. Chi Chi looked pretty upset.
“Gohan! What’re you doing just hanging around in mid-air?!” scolded Chi Chi.
“ I’m s-sorry, M-m-mom…” shuddered Gohan.
“You should be training!!” yelled Chi Chi.
Goku and Gohan almost died. They shook off their surprise.
“What did she say?” asked a bewildered Piccolo.
“She said-“ started Goku.
“I HEARD WHAT SHE SAID!!” shouted Piccolo.
“Come on, Gohan! Show me what you got!” said Chi Chi, getting into a fighting stance and actually powering up… visibly, anyway.
Gohan and Goku looked at each other. Goku smiled and nodded. Gohan turned to face his mother again, and laughed.
“Ha! I think I’m going to like mom this way!” chuckled Gohan, also powering up.
Chi Chi smiled and came at her son with a punch. Open attack, thought Gohan. Too easy!
But instead, Chi Chi disappeared an inch away from Gohan and reappeared on his side. Gohan was too surprised to react, and Chi Chi sent him spinning to the ground with a powerful kick. Gohan stopped himself and looked up at his mother with awe. Chi Chi came at him again, and they resumed fighting.
Goku couldn’t believe his eyes; becoming a Saiya-jin must have increased Chi Chi’s power level considerably. Piccolo was also at a lose for words. They both watched Chi Chi with perplexed thoughts. Goku couldn’t believe what he was feeling. Chi Chi, fighting as a Saiya-jin. Seeing his wife fight with such ferocity and skill… it sort of turned him on. Piccolo caught the grin on Goku’s face. It was a tiny smile, but his eyes were still glowing. Piccolo laughed to himself, guessing what Goku was thinking.
Chi Chi fought with Gohan until late in the evening. Piccolo noticed that in a couple of hours, the sun would set. Chi Chi and Gohan were both tired, and Goku flew next to them.
“Here’s a sensu bean for each of you. You earned it!” said Goku, smiling.
Chi Chi and Gohan took their beans and ate them. Gohan felt much better and started to fly to the ground. But Chi Chi put a hand on his shoulder and he turned his neck.
“Where are you going? We still have to train!” said Chi Chi.
“WHAT!?” yelled Goku, Piccolo, and Gohan.
“Of course! How do think your going to be ready for the androids? Now come on!” aid Chi Chi, powering up again.
“But Chi Chi, you already fought Gohan. Isn’t that enough?” asked Goku, amazed at Chi Chi’s sudden change of mind.
“THAT was just a warm-up.” snickered Chi Chi in a creepy Vegeta-like way.
Goku, Gohan and Piccolo shuddered at the familiar tone. Goku spoke in a wary tone, like he didn’t want to ask what he was going to.
“What do you want then?” questioned Goku.
Chi Chi grinned and pointed to her husband.
“You.”
Goku’s heart started beating more rapidly and he felt a shiver go up his spine. Chi Chi powered up and nodded, like she expected Goku to do the same.
“Uhh, Chi Chi, I’d rather not fight you!” said Goku innocently.
I would probably KILL her!
“WHAT!? Are you declining my challenge? Where is your honor?!” yelled Chi Chi.
Piccolo fell out of the sky and Gohan was almost in a coma. Goku just stared, but then started laughing.
“Ha, ha, ha! Okay, okay, Chi Chi! I’ll fight you!” Goku said sheepishly.
“That’s more like it! Let’s go, big boy!” smiled Chi Chi.
Goku powered up and started at Chi Chi. Chi Chi came right back and threw surprisingly large ki blasts.
“You see what’s happening, don’t you?” Piccolo asked Gohan.
“No… what?” asked Gohan.
“Chi Chi and Goku are bonding in a way that they now both of them can relate to.” said Piccolo.
Gohan looked up at his sensei. Piccolo glanced back.
“I think you need more improvement, though… you will stay with me tonight… get some extra training done. Just don’t complain about ‘dinner’, got it?” gruffed Piccolo.
Gohan smiled excitedly.
“Hai, Piccolo-san!” said Gohan happily.
Chi Chi fought for an hour and a half. She became tired after the second hour, and she and Goku headed home for dinner. Gohan and Piccolo stayed back and fought.
“Wow! That was great, Chi Chi! You’re really good!” said Goku appraisingly.
Chi Chi smiled at Goku, but she was crushed inside. Goku had never talked to her like that when she was a human. Maybe she should just stay like this…
Goku and Chi Chi arrived at their house and went inside. Chi Chi started on dinner the second she got into the house. She had a huge feast whipped up in about 7 minutes.
“Geez, that was fast!’ exclaimed Goku.
“Well, this Saiya-jin speed sure helped!” smiled Chi Chi.
Goku took a huge bite of roast beast. He chewed happily, but then opened his eyes. His features turned blue and he put his hands to his throat. He ran to the sink and spit out his food with a huge commotion. Then he wiped his mouth and turned his head.
“What happened?!” he cried.
“Oh, Goku! It’s FINE!!” said Chi Chi, tasting some mashed potatoes..
Goku sighed as Chi Chi did an instant replay of what he just did. She stood up.
“Well, what are we going to eat?” asked Chi Chi groggily.
“Let’s go out to dinner!” said Goku.
“We have to save our money, Goku. We’re not exactly millionaires.” sighed Chi Chi.
“Well, we could always go to Bulma’s house.” said Goku.
“That’s it! I’ll ask Bulma!” said Chi Chi, rushing to the phone.
The two Saiya-jins were soon flying to the
Capsule Corp. household, side by side.
Vegeta wiped the sweat off of his face and entered the house. He walked in at the same time as Goku and Chi Chi.
“Yoho, Vegeta!” said Goku, waving.
“Hmph. What’re YOU doing here, Kakarotto?” sneered Vegeta.
“Eating dinner.” spoke up Chi Chi.
“Did I ask you, woman?” scoffed Vegeta.
“Do I care?” asked Chi Chi with new courage.
Vegeta could just stare as Kakarotto and his insolent mate strolled into the dining room to greet Bulma. Vegeta sensed the new power source that he had felt earlier that day walk in with them.
Could it be… Kakarotto’s woman?!
Vegeta quickly dismissed the idea. Sure, Chi Chi could fight, but hardly. (Compared to Vegeta, of course.) The Saiya-jin Prince stomped into the kitchen, ignoring the others as Bulma told Chi Chi of her break-up with Yamucha, and searched through the refrigerator. After looking around for a few minutes, he stood up straight.
“Where is all of the food, woman?” said Vegeta.
“There is none in there. It’s all on the table. And if you want any, you’ll have to eat it here.” huffed Bulma.
Vegeta growled as Bulma demonstrated the unusual authority she held over the Saiya-jin no Ouji once again. He sat down hard and piled mounds of food on to his plate until it was as high as Goku’s. He then promptly began eating as fast as Goku, too. Bulma didn’t even look at Vegeta. It was a chowing-down Chi Chi she was gawking at.
“Chi Chi! What’s come over you, girl?” said Bulma as she nudged Chi Chi’s arm.
“I’m sorry, Bulma,” said Chi Chi, pausing to wipe her mouth. “It’s just that… ever since I got turned into a Saiya-jin…”
Vegeta spat out everything that he was once chewing in Goku’s face. Bulma’s wine glass shattered at the floor. Goku wiped his face quickly, and then resumed eating.
“WHAAAAAT!?” yelled Bulma and Vegeta at the same time.
Goku took a break from his eating to explain everything to Bulma and Vegeta.
“W-wow! I-I don’t believe it!” stuttered Bulma.
“Well, I don’t! This is some stupid trick! There’s no way that Kakarotto’s pathetic mate could be Saiya-saiya-saiya-saiya…” stammered off Vegeta.
Chi Chi had stood up and shown everyone her tail.
“But… h-how…!?” stammered Vegeta in angry confusion.
“I don’t know, either… but, it happened! She can fight pretty well, too!” said Goku happily, shoving a whole potato in his mouth.
“Fight?” asked both Vegeta and Bulma.
“Yes, we sparred this afternoon! But when we got home, I tried to cook dinner. It seems that the Saiya-jin part of me can’t cook.” said Chi Chi.
“I almost DIED!” exclaimed Goku to Vegeta.
“Yeah, yeah… you don’t have to rub it in!” sighed Chi Chi.
“Chi Chi? Not cooking? You must have taken a sniff of something!” joked Bulma.
While the others laughed, Bulma’s statement made Vegeta recall something that he had forgotten. When he had gotten ‘high’, he had been dreaming of having another Saiya-jin on Earth, besides Kakarotto. He tried hard to recall the rest, but it escaped his memory.
I’ll probably remember it in the morning…
Goku and Chi landed at their home hours later. As soon as they went inside, Goku rooted through the freezer for ice cream, but Chi Chi slumped down on the couch, depressed. Goku, not finding any ice cream, spotted Chi Chi and plopped himself next to her.
“What’s wrong, Chi Chi?” asked Goku innocently.
“…Nothing…” sighed Chi Chi.
Goku stared at her like a curious puppy until she had to open up.
“It’s just that… well…” she started.
“Yes?” said Goku.
“Ever since I became a Saiya-jin, you’ve been… different to me. You talk to me, look at me, and even touch me differently. You’ve been acting a lot more… loving… than you have ever been.” said Chi Chi, a hint of pain in her voice.
Goku felt a sting in his own heart. Chi Chi went on.
“You act as if you like me better this way… just like you. When we were fighting, you had that look on your face… the same look you always have on your face when your fighting… like you couldn’t love anything more. I… I just don’t want you to love the Saiya-jin. I want you to love me for who I am…” trailed off Chi Chi.
Then the anger in her voice rose.
“But you never have. You’ve never shown me a trace of affection or appreciation. You just care for fighting, and that’s all! You probably wouldn’t even love our own son if he didn’t fight!” yelled Chi Chi.
Chi Chi stood up and turned away from Goku’s face.
“I hate the way you treat me as a Saiya-jin. I hate the way you treat me as a Human. But you’ll never change… none of you Saiya-jins do!” shouted Chi Chi.
She whirled around to face Goku. Chi Chi let a small gasp escape as she looked at Goku.
The Saiya-jin’s eyes were wet, but the tears didn’t come out. Chi Chi saw such sadness in his eyes, sadness that she hadn’t seen since… ever.
Goku stood up and put his arms around Chi Chi’s waist. She hugged him back tightly, both of their grips enough to break a semi-truck, but it didn’t break them. Goku and Chi Chi loosened. Chi Chi had silent tears streaming down her round cheek.
“Chi Chi… I don’t love you more as a Saiya-jin. It’s just that… when you were fighting Gohan… it’s as if you were telling me all that was on your mind in a language I could understand. It made me finally realize that you were everything to me… everything I needed. I don’t need anything else but you and Gohan… not even fighting. But the Saiya-jin in me tells me to fight… it’s an addiction. I’m sorry that I’ve been such a… I didn’t know…’ said Goku, hanging his head down.
Chi Chi whispered, “I forgive you, Goku-san…” Then she kissed him. He blushed at first, but the red soon cooled down.
Goku kissed Chi Chi’s forehead and trailed down
to her lips. He picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. Chi Chi grinned
in Goku’s arms, her tail twitching happily.
Vegeta stared at Bulma, who was working diligently on a new invention in short-shorts and a white button-up top. She worked mechanical wonders with those hands… but it was not her hands that hypnotized the Saiya-jin no Ouji. There were times when he couldn’t stop thinking about her, obviously wasting valuable training-time. He couldn’t take any more close calls… anymore almost-kisses… anymore near-passion experiences.
What is this power that this woman has over me? Why should I be afraid of her? I’m a Saiya-jin Prince, and I take what I want!
Vegeta gathered his courage and walked straight up to her. He stopped at her back. He couldn’t move nor speak… he was paralyzed near her. Vegeta didn’t know whether it was her natural beauty, her feminine grace, or just the bizarre sensation that she carried with her, but something lured him to her like a bee on honey. Bulma sensed his presence and stood up as she turned around. Vegeta’s body shivered with enticement.
“Vegeta! …Uhhh… what do you…” Bulma trailed off, blushing like mad.
Vegeta took a few steps towards her until his nose was only about 5 inches away. Bulma’s heart beat faster as she stared into his black, unforgiving eyes. In those cold, emotionless eyes… she found warmth. She was about to faint when Vegeta spoke.
“Fix the Gravity Machine, woman.”
Anger surfaced to Bulma’s brain and without thinking, she took a good swing at Vegeta’s face. The Saiya-jin no Ouji caught her fist easily and pulled her hand until she fell into his other arm. He thrust his lips on to hers, kissing her passionately.
She was so startled at first, that she initially did nothing. She returned the kiss eventually, although she neglected to tell Vegeta that he was hurting her. Vegeta let go and Bulma opened her eyes, as if waking up from a beautiful dream.
“Wha-what… what was that?” asked Bulma dizzyingly.
“I think it was ‘love’…” said Vegeta, smirking.
Bulma grinned as Vegeta swept her off her feet
and flew her out of the lab and up to Bulma’s bedroom balcony.
Chi Chi awoke the next dawn to find Goku gone. She put on a silk bathrobe and walked into the kitchen. She was surprised to see a beautiful breakfast of pancakes, eggs, fruit, and oatmeal laid out on the table with a bouquet of wildflowers in a yellow vase in the center. A small note sat next to the orange and grape juice. Chi Chi picked up the note and read;
I will be bak soon… last nite was purfect.
Love always,
Son Gokuh
A tear ran down Chi Chi’s cheek as she read the
badly spelled letter. After she was done, she sat down to eat her
breakfast.
Goku was fighting with Vegeta in Bulma’s back yard. Bulma had gone to work, so they were free to spar. They had been training since dawn, and were ready for food by mid-day. Bulma, being in such a good mood, had left them a huge lunch before she had left. (I would be in a good mood too if I spent last night wit Vegeta, too! lol -^_~-)
“I’m soooooo hungry!” complained Goku as he and Vegeta ran in to the kitchen.
They began eating as soon as their butts hit the chairs. They wolfed down the entire feast and just sat there afterwards, actually talking.
“You fought well today… you’re so near to being a Super Saiya-jin that I can hardly tell the difference!” said Goku.
“You fought ably as well... better than usual, as a matter of fact.” said Vegeta suspiciously.
Goku blushed and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
“What?” said Vegeta.
“N-nothing…” stuttered Goku.
“What’s wrong with your face? Why are you red?!” insisted Vegeta
“N-n-nothing, V-vegeta…,” stammered Goku.
“Damnit, tell me!” demanded Vegeta.
“Me an’, uhh… Chi Chi, we, uhh… ummm, well… we had, uhhhh… heh, heh…!!” stammered Goku, blushing like crazy.
“Ahhhhh… you had sex?” asked Vegeta with his eyebrow raised in understanding.
Goku was so red it looked as if he would explode at any moment. Vegeta laughed at his rival’s discomfort.
“HA HA HA HAA! Well, well, well! …Kakarotto got some action from one of our own! …Was it better than usual?” asked Vegeta smugly.
“What?!” said Goku.
“Was it better than usual?! I mean, she WAS a Saiya-jin, wasn’t she?” said Vegeta in a matter-of-fact tone.
Steam was coming out of Goku’s ears, his face was burning red, and sweat ran down his forehead. But he let a small smile escape his lips.
“HA! I told you! You should keep that woman of yours a Saiya-jin!” said Vegeta.
“No way!” said Goku, shaking his head. “She’s just not the same! Plus, she can’t cook…”
“Figures…” sighed Vegeta, picking his teeth with a bone.
“Hey… how did you know I was in a good mood because I spent the night with Chi Chi?” asked Goku suspiciously.
Vegeta’s ears went red and he coughed.
“Er… *ahem*… due to, ummm… circumstances beyond my control…uhhh… I, too… er… have-“ stammered Vegeta.
Goku was thoroughly enjoying all of this. He knew only too well what Vegeta and Bulma had done. Their son, Trunks from the future, had told him only a few years ago.
“Well good for you, Vegeta!” said Goku, startling Vegeta. “Of course, it wasn’t as good as mine…”
Vegeta growled menacingly and dove at Goku, who
was expecting this, and they both tore outside to resume their training.
Goku returned home late, expecting Chi Chi to yell at him for not being on time. But instead, as soon as Goku entered the house, Chi Chi ran up to him and kissed him hard. He returned the kiss and they both let go.
“Oh, Goku! How did you ever manage to make such a wonderful breakfast? You can’t cook!” smiled Chi Chi.
“Piccolo!” said Goku happily.
Chi Chi stared at Goku with a sweatdrop on her brow.
“Piccolo?” asked Chi Chi.
“Yeah! I asked him to make it for you! Actually, I almost had to make him…”
“When did PICCOLO learn to cook?!”
“By watching you, I guess…”
Chi Chi had to sit down, so she did while Goku spoke.
“Oh, yeah… and I found out how you became a Saiya-jin!”
Chi Chi suddenly stood up.
“WHAT!? How?” asked Chi Chi frantically.
“I was sparring with Vegeta, and he told me all about it! Turns out HE was the one who wished it… with the dragonballs!” said Goku.
“Vegeta? Why?”
“Well… he didn’t MEAN to do it. He said he was ‘high’ or something like that…”
Chi Chi had another huge sweatdrop.
“Anyway, he wished, ‘Just do the thing you did last time, only THIS time, make her a Saiya-jin instead of a Namekian!’ And you became a Saiya-jin in your sleep!” said Goku.
“Why didn’t Vegeta mention this before?” asked Chi Chi.
“He didn’t remember it then!” smiled Goku.
“Wow… but wait… if he just changed the species… then THAT means…” started Chi Chi.
“That you have to except Vegeta just like you had to Piccolo!” spoke up Gohan, scaring his mom.
“Gohan! You startled me!” said Chi Chi.
“Still… you DO have to except Vegeta… or spend a year as a Saiya-jin…” sighed Goku.
Chi Chi was at the boiling point. Gohan and Goku took a step back.
“THAT IS OUT OF THE QUESTION!! There’s no way I’m going to even TOLERATE that murderer! So you can just forget it!” roared Chi Chi.
“But… Chi Chi-“ began Goku.
“No ‘buts’! I’m going out…” said Chi Chi, walking towards the door, “…and I’ll be back when I feel like it!”
Chi Chi stormed through the front door and took off in the sky. Gohan looked worried, but Goku put a hand on his shoulder.
“Don’t worry…. she’s under a lot of stress. She’ll come back,” said Goku encouragingly.
“Yeah… okay.” sighed Gohan.
Chi Chi didn’t know where she was going, but she soon found herself at the Capsule Corp. building’s front door. She thought, ‘what the hell,’ and knocked on the door. Nobody answered. So she knocked again. Still no answer. She knocked on the door at least 20 more times until a pissed-off Vegeta opened it.
“What the hell do you want?!” said Vegeta tetchily.
“I was looking for Bulma… and don’t talk to me that way!” scolded Chi Chi.
“I’m the Prince of the Saiya-jins, so I’ll do as I please!” laughed Vegeta.
“I don’t care who the fuck you are, so just get the fuck out of my way!” said Chi Chi, actually pushing Vegeta out of the way.
Vegeta stared at her as she walked into the kitchen. Chi Chi had never really cussed, not around him anyway…. oh, what was he caring about all of a sudden? Chi Chi didn’t mean anything to him… he had Bulma now. He didn’t need anything else. Well, except the Gravity Room…
Vegeta went into the kitchen silently and found Chi Chi sitting at the kitchen table, reading a note from Bulma. Vegeta silently read over Chi Chi’s shoulder…
‘Dear Vegeta,
I’m out on a business trip for a few days. Tell Dad to fix your Gravity Machine and Mom will cook you your food, I’ve already told her what you like.
Last night was incredible. But you’re too rough. Chill out!
I love you,
Bulma’
Vegeta turned bright red and snatched the letter out of Chi Chi’s hands faster than a lightning bolt. Chi Chi turned her head to Vegeta, a small grin escaping her lips. Vegeta’s whole head went red and he coughed.
“You should mind your own damned business, woman!!” yelled Vegeta roughly.
Chi Chi couldn’t hold it in any more; she cracked up laughing. Vegeta was rather shocked.
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU LAUGHING AT?!” barked Vegeta.
“It’s okay, Vegeta! I finally understand!” laughed Chi Chi.
Vegeta just stared. He considered hitting her, but thought better of it.
“See… I loathed you! I didn’t understand you at all! But, now I realize… that you’re just like Goku!” smiled Chi Chi.
“I am nothing like that pathetic excuse for a third-class Saiya-jin!” protested Vegeta.
“I know, you’re not, really… but in many ways, you are. You are both Saiya-jin, completely different from everybody else around you, and you hate each other! Well, the hating is kind of one-sided, but in any case… since you can’t get along with each other, you seek love elsewhere!” said Chi Chi, matter-of-factly.
“I don’t need love…” said Vegeta coldly, wondering why he was actually carrying on this conversation.
“Yeah, whatever, anyhow… Goku was lonely, so he came to me. Well, after I sort of, uhh, made him… and you were lonely, so you found comfort in Bulma! It’s a pity you and Kaka-, err, Goku can’t get along.” sighed Chi Chi.
“HA! You almost said Kakarotto! It’s easier to say it in your Saiya-jin tongue!” snickered Vegeta.
“Yeah… well… I guess it was fun being a Saiya-jin…” sighed Chi Chi.
“What are you talking about, woman?” asked Vegeta roughly.
Chi Chi stood up and pointed to her back. Her tail was gone, and her features altered to their previous characteristics.
“Well, it was fun while it lasted,” thought Chi Chi, daydreaming off.
“I’ll bet…” snickered Vegeta, knowing exactly what she was imagining.
Chi Chi stood up and began walking towards the door. Vegeta’s voice stopped her.
“So… does this mean that the great and powerful Chi Chi who has managed to enslave even Kakarotto has chosen to lower herself to a Saiya-jin Prince?” asked Vegeta sarcastically.
“Oh no, I still hate your guts.” smiled Chi Chi, a dangerous tone in her voice.
Vegeta didn’t know whether to laugh or retaliate.
“I just understand you now.” said Chi Chi.
She turned to the door and opened it. Before she walked out, she turned to Vegeta and spoke.
“I do hope you reach Super Saiya-jin, Vegeta. I know how much you want it now.” said Chi Chi with sympathy in her voice.
Vegeta gave Chi Chi a rare half-smirk,
half-smile. She walked out the door, leaving Vegeta to his food and his thoughts.
She had no idea he was already a Super Saiya-jin…
Goku, Gohan, and Piccolo were training… again.
Goku shot at Gohan, and the little half-Saiya-jin shot right back. Then Piccolo
intervened, taking a few swipes at Gohan, then sending a couple ki blasts at
Goku. They fought hard and long, knowing that the androids would come in only a
few short months.
Chi Chi arrived home and entered. She slowly got out pots and pans and cooking provisions and set them on the table. She rubbed her cheek, making sure it was back to its ivory softness. Being a Saiya-jin was interesting for a while… but being an Earthling was more to her liking.
Chi Chi then set about the house to do what she
did best and what everybody loved her for; …to take care of the guardians of
the Earth, and fill everyone around her, yes, even up-tight, proud Princes’,
with her shielding love.
Yeah, yeah, I know, but I can’t help putting Vegeta and Bulma into most of my fics!
A couple of people asked me this question, so I’ll give them the answer here.
Q; Why didn’t anyone realize that if they had kept Chi Chi a Saiya-jin, Goten and perhaps other children would have been full-blooded Saiya-jin?
A; It was kind of like at the beginning of the Buu saga… when everyone learned how Babadii took over people’s minds by finding evil in people’s hearts, no one even glanced at Vegeta. I still have trouble believing that… Krillin said, ‘what about Piccolo?’… idiot… So anyway, it was just one of those times where everyone in the entire anime is clueless.
All credit to Star Otaku and the peeps who bombarded me with ideas while they should have been doing homework. Oh yeah, and Akira Toriyama, who had something to do with it, I guess…
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