Author: VegeXKaka
Pairings: Goku/Vegeta
Warnings: yaoi, abuse, angst, profanity.
Disclaimer: Don't own DBZ or any of the characters.
Published: 31st of July, 2010
**Flash backs**
'Anything italic is a thought from whoever's point of view it is.'
Chapter One- The Betrayal
Goku's POV.
Lazily rolling over, Goku awoke to the unusual sound of a bottle hitting the floor. Sitting up, he glared at the empty brown bottle of whiskey for having the audacity to bring him back into the pathetic excuse of an existence that some dare call his life.
Sighing, he decided he was wasting one of the few glares he'd given on an empty bottle and reluctantly looked away.
He was able to assume it was later in the afternoon, seeing as the sun was up in all its glory, making the mere thought of falling back to sleep thoroughly impossible. The rays of light sparkled off the snowflakes as they fell gracefully to the already white ground.
Carefully, he slid his legs over the side of the bed, trying to prevent any sudden movements and therefore worsening his hangover. Slowly working his way into a standing position his eyes caught a white piece of the paper on the floor next to his bed. Bending down, he gently picked it up. What he saw brought tears to his eyes.
**flash back of the previous night**
Goku carelessly picked up the present from the passenger seat, spreading the unique aroma throughout his car.
'Red roses, Chichi's favourite!'Glancing at the digital clock on the dashboard, he put the bundle under his arm and hastily made his way towards the door of the restaurant he was meeting his girlfriend at.
She'd called his apartment this afternoon and asked him if he was free that evening. Of course without hesitation, he told her that he always had time for his favourite girl. Immediately after hanging up the phone he called his friends and cancelled his sparing plans that evening.
Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted by high pitched voice, "Good day sir. Do you have a reservation?"
He looked up to see a blonde woman in a waiter's uniform looking at him expectantly, "uh..."
"Over here Goku!"
Tilting his head slightly he spotted his beautiful girlfriend walking toward them. She looked stunning. Personally he always preferred men, but she was something else. Her black dress elegantly hugged her feminine curves, showing off her swaying hips which hypnotised the wandering eye of anyone man who looked her way. The trim of her dress exposed enough of her thighs to tease, but leaving much to the imagination. Her black hair was down instead of in its usual bun, leaving the stands to seductively flow down her exposed shoulder and back. There was no doubt she was the most stunning woman in the room.
"Hey Chichi, you look absolutely amazing!" he said while bending over to kiss her check.
"Thanks, you do too." She said with a small smile, but he didn't miss the look that passed through her eyes. A sort of sadness mixed with something else. Was it loss? No... Regret? Was she regretting asking him to this fancy restaurant? He knew that sometimes he embarrassed her in public, but then why did she ask him to meet her here?
"Come, let's sit down." She said, gently taking his arm and leading him back to the table.
Once they were seated her eyes settled on the buddle under his arm. "Is that for me?"
Following her eyes he noticed he was still holding the roses.
"Uh... Oh right!" He laughed, putting his hand on the back of his head and flashing his trademark Son grin. He held the roses towards her and once the shock passed from her features she hesitantly took them.
'Okay it's now or never'"Chichi, there are twelve roses in that bunch. Eleven of them are real, one is fake" Tenderly, he grabbed the hand that wasn't currently holding the roses and focused on it, running through the speech he practiced. "I wanted to think of a proper way to tell you how I feel, and you know I'm not very smart, but Chichi, I promise to love until the last one of these roses' withers and dies. In you I have found happiness and I want to spend the rest of my life making you as happy as you've made me."
Taking a breath, he took a chance looked up from her hand and was surprised to see the last thing he expected. She looked like she was about to throw up. She jerked her hand from in between his and started sobbing violently. Confused, he stood up.
"Chichi...?" He asked, his voice thick with the concern he was feeling.
"Oh, Goku, why'd you have to go and make this so hard?"
"Make what hard Chichi?" He asked while subconsciously tilting his head in curiosity.
She took a deep before starting "I'm pregnant..."
"Well that's great!" He interrupted. His concern quickly replaced by joy.
"Goku, it's not yours." Suddenly his world had been pulled from under his feet. Stepping back, he tried to process what she was telling him.
"I've been sleeping with one of your friends."
'I didn't know friends slept with the woman you love' He thought coldly.
"I was going to wait until after dinner to tell you."
'How considerate'
"I'm breaking up with you. I did love you! I swear I did! But I just don't feel the same way anymore. I'm sorry..."
'Oh well it's alright now, cause she's sorry'
Then she stood up, used the folded napkin previously placed on her lap to dry her tear. Then without another word, she left him standing like a fool in front of a restaurant of people. Their eye's on him like a hawks on its prey. Taking in every emotion and movement like it was a reality TV show, only there to entertain them at his expense.
Trying to blink away the tears that threatened to fall, he reached out and picked up the roses, before turning and leaving.
**Flash back ends**
He roughly wiped the tears from his eyes and after taking one more look he rips the old photo of him and Chichi into tiny pieces.
'Serves her right, that lying little...'He looked down as his thoughts were abruptly stopped by a loud rumbling sound.
"Guess I should have some breakfast!"
After fixing some eggs, bacon, sausages, hash browns, pancakes, French toast, and juice he sat down and starting aggressively shoving the food into his mouth.
'See I don't need her! I can do everything on my own. But what am I suppose to do with my day now that she's gone?'
Like an answer to his thoughts, the phone started to ring.
"Hello?"
END OF CHAPTER ONE!
