Summary: Goku knows that his death is inevitable during the cell tournament, so before the games he tries to make Chi-Chi realise how much he cares despite not showing much of it. How will Chi-Chi cope after finding out Goku would die? CC/G fic. Don't ya love em?

Authors Note: Yes, I, The almighty author has *shamefully hangs head* NOTHING to do with the production and scripting of DBZ etc. If you think I make money by writing *COUGH* then you are sorely mistaken...

The night was nearly half gone. The finest tendrils of light filtered through the curtains indicative of the fast approaching dawn. Goku lay awake, his thoughts swarmed around his head, unorganised and confused. The Cell games crept ever closer with every second. Usually Goku instinctively knew what the outcome of major enemy battles would be, whether he succeed or fail. But now Goku was uncertain, his heart held the uncertainty. He was worried, a feeling he wasn't really accustomed to but he wasn't worried for himself. His anxiousness didn't concern him but it was directed to his family. In contrast to fighting and training, his family especially played such a little but yet a vital role in his life, and with that he felt such a consuming guilt. Goku needed to thank Chi-Chi for her patience and love but he didn't know how to, despite his yearning to. These thoughts swam through his mind, consuming him. He rested with Gohan before these Cell games solely for the purpose of emptying his mind. He knew that him and Gohan must have a clear mind and conscience before fighting but he even found it hard to suppress his guilt by merely glancing at Chi-Chi.

Tonight, Goku lay beside her sleeping figure. He rolled over on his side to face her. Something about her tonight was so intense, staring at her seemed to make Cell's tournament just linger in his head. Goku was so intently conscious of every particle of energy from Chi-chi tonight. he sensed the heat from her body, especially from her legs that were entwined with his own. Her sleeping gear lay ruffled on her still body while one of Chi-chi's shoulders gleamed in the light. Goku sighed inwardly, the aching feeling of guilt increased every time he felt Chi-chi's chest heave as she breathed systematically.

Goku smiled as he watched his wife sleep. The memories of her throughout his life wafted through his mind. Their marriage may have been arrange but love could never be so. Tonight Goku felt so much was owed to her. Chi-chi looked a picture of purity, Goku thought as he gently stroked her pale face. Smoothing away her loose ebony hair to reveal her porcelain like facial features.

As Goku felt sleep conquering his body, he leaned on his arm, cupping Chi-chi's face with a large hand he kissed her still lips tenderly. Mentally thanking her for something Goku could never explain. Goku removed his lips from her, savouring her taste before sleep completely invaded his body. He never heard Chi-chi waking up, whispering her message to his ear.

"Goku, I wish you'd never stop"

Goku woke up the next morning to the smell of cooking bacon. He sat up in bed, lazily rubbing sleep from his eyes. As he glanced towards the empty side of the bed. The previous nights thoughts came flooding back, along with the aching guilt that made his heart heavy. Goku heard the light steps of Gohan as he ran through the hallway and again he felt down.

Goku didn't consider himself a good father nor a fit husband.

He clambered out of bed, stuffing his large feet into a pair of white slippers Bulma had given to him for one of his previous birthdays. He reached for a white dressing gown, and put it on roughly covering his half naked large frame. With that he started shuffling through to the kitchen, sleep still evading through his actions.

Goku felt his stomach leap for joy as he saw the food assembled on the dining table, Gohan had already gotten through half of it. He ate fast and messy, careful to avoid staining his white chinese style shirt. Goku watched him with a tinge of awe, his son looked so handsome and it was strange to see him dressed like any other child his age instead of the usual fighting gear he adorned. Goku then acknowledge Chi-Chi, her small figure standing over the frying pan as she hummed a tune familiar to Goku. Goku gazed at her involuntarily while she was oblivious to his presence. Her hair was in its usual form this morning, neat and non fussy. Though today she wore a different chinese style dress. It was sleeveless with red ties, due to the summer heat she had neglected the usual pants normally worn underneath the thigh slitted dress. Goku smiled slyly as he caught a glimpse of her pale legs through the long slit as she moved to reach for some more bacon.

Gohan caught sight of Goku in his white dress robe and slippers. Gohan attempted to greet his father enthusiastically but was prevented by his food gorged cheeks and Goku motioning him to be quiet by placing a finger to his lips. Gohan watched Goku curiously, eating his breakfast more slowly and precisely. Goku crept behind Chi-chi as she shoved the hot bacon onto a clean plate and then winked at Gohan who smiled encouragingly back. Chi-Chi continued cooking still unaware of Goku until she felt his hands wrap around her waist and his hot breath against her neck. Chi-Chi dropped the oily spatula in shock, before turning around to face Goku who smiled shyly at her.

"Goku?" Chi-Chi whispered as goose bumps formed where Goku was now nuzzling her neck. "Goku! Honestly, Gohan's watching!" Chi-Chi scolded Goku as she glanced at Gohan who sat open mouthed, surprised at such a open sign of affection. However, Chi-Chi made no attempt at stopping him as he kissed her at the nape of her neck, making her back arch.

"I'll leave some for later" said Goku mysteriously as he let go of Chi-Chi.

Chi-chi tried not to show her pouting, placing her hands on her hips as she made a meek attempt at glaring at Goku. He smiled back at her widely.

"Goku...are you feeling alright, honey?" Chi-chi asked concerned yet flattered.

Goku knew what she was thinking, it was obvious. Judging from her shock and Gohan's cringe Goku knew that it was rare of any of them to initiate such an encounter. The rush of intimacy between them was indescribable - but it was certainly there. Goku had seen it when Chi-chi looked at him with her ebony eyes.

"Relax Chi-Chi. I'm fine" Goku reassured.

"If you say so, now eat up so you can have a good days training" Chi-Chi said as she passed yet another laden plate of food onto the table

"I think Gohan and I will take the day off again" stated Goku as he tightened his dressing gown before yawning, stretching his arms above his spiky mass of golden hair. Chi-Chi raised her eyebrows, she felt a tinge of worry that days before the fate of the universe is determined, her husband decides to relax. Still she shrugged it off. Typical Goku. Goku and Gohan were now constantly in super-saiyan form despite not being angry, which relieved her. Goku had never failed her before and she prayed that Goku never will. As Chi-Chi turned back to her cooking, this time pancakes, her mind wandered to what Goku had said about 'leaving some for later'. She shivered a little despite the warmth and wondered what he meant. Chi-Chi craved the touch of her husband, so much more the he'll ever know. Although he may have killed beings with his raw power, it was all in the name of good. He had never laid a touch on her that was no harder then pure cotton. Ignoring the times when Goku sometimes forgets the real power he is capable of. Though Chi-Chi chose to ignore those occurrences, going head first trough a tree trunk as large as the width of her car was a little more then she could handle. Chi-Chi started humming again, the words forming rhythmatically in her mind.

'She's just so sweet, so fine

So polite too

Chi-Chi, I'd like to be for you

But the only, only way I know

Takes so long, so long'

Goku had sung this song to her many years beforehand, she still remembered his embarrassment of singing yet he was willing to sacrifice his pride for her. Ever since then, Goku had neither sung nor written any songs. Twas a shame, she thought. Though his voice was a little dodgy the mere thought of attempting to please her was just so appealing.

Ok, more to come. I wrote this story in one of my school exercise books and it's taking ages to type it all up. Hope you guys like it.