A/N: How are all you lovely readers out there? Just peachy keen ici, of course! Well, I've been spending most of my time brainstorming for this story, and what a devious mind I have! I swear you will complement me on how my mind works. And I would also like to plead for my life: G/CC lovers: DON'T KILL ME! Anyhow, that's enough bragging/pleading, here's some music that will get you in the mood for this story and some songs that inspired me to write this story: "Angel," Amanda Perez and "Un-break My Heart," Toni Braxton. Great sad songs if you ask me, but they really set the mood. Onward to the story! Go on, I'll let you.
Angel
And there he was. His charcoal eyes staring right back into hers, burning with a fire of desire that she had never seen before. As he inched closer and closer to her, she could feel his extravagant body heat rise with every aching second. Her heart skipped beats unexpectedly, just like the first time. Her breathing rate rose tremendously as he was now seconds from making contact with her lips.
She hated to ruin this moment by thinking of Goku, but she couldn't help but wonder why Goku, through all their years of marriage, never made her feel close to this needed. No matter what thoughts ran through her mind, she knew they would always lead back to Goku, this dilemma that she and this man put themselves into would always lead back to Goku. She frowned and looked at the ground. She evaded any eye contact with this man she needed now more than life itself.
He sensed she was hurting now more than ever because of the recent events and because of their situation. He calmly lifted his hands to her ivory face and lifted it - waiting until she looked in his eyes once again.
"It's been so long and I nearly forgot… What are we going to do?" Chichi asked out loud, and collapsed into his arms. He held her tightly knowing they would need to find a solution, even if it would kill him. Chichi's obsidian eyes closed as so many thoughts ran through her mind as she thought all the way back to the beginning of all this mess, back when she didn't have to worry about anything other than her own selfish gain.
It was not too long ago that Goku had departed from the land of the living, but he returned to do what he did best: fighting. However, it was unknown to everyone that it would not be his last farewell.
Chichi sat on her living room floor sobbing in her father's arms, praying for the safe return of her only son and her beloved husband. Before she had completely demolished her own television set, Cell had the upper hand in the situation and poor Gohan was suffering from Cell's every blow.
'How could Goku be so careless as to let my baby go into battle like that?' she would scream in her mind over and over again.
A familiar cold sweat consumed her being and blackness surrounded her vision as Chichi finally collapsed under her own stress.
"Mother!"
Chichi fluttered her eyes open to see a beaten and bruised young man staring straight back at her.
"Oh, my baby!" Chichi said while letting out a cry of relief. She quickly took a hold of Gohan in a death-grip hug. But even with Gohan finally at her side again, Chichi only felt half-alive.
"Honey, where's your father?" Chichi whispered slightly, jetting her eyes around the room quickly, but to no avail. "Is he outside?"
For a moment, Gohan could only respond with some unrevealing facial expressions.
"He sacrificed his life to save us," he finally reluctantly said. "We wanted to wish him back along with everyone else, but..."
Silence filled the room for a few heart-tearing moments.
"But, he didn't want us to waste a wish on him. That's what happened," Gohan finished, trying very hard to keep his own emotions in check.
It took a few seconds before Chichi felt any emotion at all. Tears began to blur her vision and sparkled through her dark eyes creating a river of painful tears down her cheeks.
"Mom, don't cry," he consoled, taking his broken mother into his strong boyish arms.
"It just isn't fair," she murmured under her heaving gasps for air. "Damn him."
Chichi stood up and sprinted to the living room window and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Damn you Goku!"
~*~
A few hours had passed which allowed reality to set in and enable Chichi to have a decent conversation with her son.
"I can see you've come much stronger; a trait of your father's," Chichi said, smiling for the first time since Goku had left her sight.
"Yeah," Gohan replied happily. Seeing his mother this way made him feel able to move on. "We trained in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. One day is equivalent to a whole year!"
"I'm impressed," Chichi responded to keep his spirit up.
"I still can't see how dad had the time to train himself, he seemed to just be training me. It was insane!"
"I can only imagine," she replied. "I better make dinner. I bet you've worked up quite and appetite in that fight of yours."
"I sure did!" he cried in delight, portraying a classic Son grin, almost looking like a twin of Goku himself. "Thanks mom."
During her walk to the kitchen, memories of Goku raced through her mind. Suddenly, a contradictory feeling of reassurance overwhelmed her senses. 'I can do this,' she said to herself. 'I did it alone before, I can do it again.'
Angel
And there he was. His charcoal eyes staring right back into hers, burning with a fire of desire that she had never seen before. As he inched closer and closer to her, she could feel his extravagant body heat rise with every aching second. Her heart skipped beats unexpectedly, just like the first time. Her breathing rate rose tremendously as he was now seconds from making contact with her lips.
She hated to ruin this moment by thinking of Goku, but she couldn't help but wonder why Goku, through all their years of marriage, never made her feel close to this needed. No matter what thoughts ran through her mind, she knew they would always lead back to Goku, this dilemma that she and this man put themselves into would always lead back to Goku. She frowned and looked at the ground. She evaded any eye contact with this man she needed now more than life itself.
He sensed she was hurting now more than ever because of the recent events and because of their situation. He calmly lifted his hands to her ivory face and lifted it - waiting until she looked in his eyes once again.
"It's been so long and I nearly forgot… What are we going to do?" Chichi asked out loud, and collapsed into his arms. He held her tightly knowing they would need to find a solution, even if it would kill him. Chichi's obsidian eyes closed as so many thoughts ran through her mind as she thought all the way back to the beginning of all this mess, back when she didn't have to worry about anything other than her own selfish gain.
It was not too long ago that Goku had departed from the land of the living, but he returned to do what he did best: fighting. However, it was unknown to everyone that it would not be his last farewell.
Chichi sat on her living room floor sobbing in her father's arms, praying for the safe return of her only son and her beloved husband. Before she had completely demolished her own television set, Cell had the upper hand in the situation and poor Gohan was suffering from Cell's every blow.
'How could Goku be so careless as to let my baby go into battle like that?' she would scream in her mind over and over again.
A familiar cold sweat consumed her being and blackness surrounded her vision as Chichi finally collapsed under her own stress.
"Mother!"
Chichi fluttered her eyes open to see a beaten and bruised young man staring straight back at her.
"Oh, my baby!" Chichi said while letting out a cry of relief. She quickly took a hold of Gohan in a death-grip hug. But even with Gohan finally at her side again, Chichi only felt half-alive.
"Honey, where's your father?" Chichi whispered slightly, jetting her eyes around the room quickly, but to no avail. "Is he outside?"
For a moment, Gohan could only respond with some unrevealing facial expressions.
"He sacrificed his life to save us," he finally reluctantly said. "We wanted to wish him back along with everyone else, but..."
Silence filled the room for a few heart-tearing moments.
"But, he didn't want us to waste a wish on him. That's what happened," Gohan finished, trying very hard to keep his own emotions in check.
It took a few seconds before Chichi felt any emotion at all. Tears began to blur her vision and sparkled through her dark eyes creating a river of painful tears down her cheeks.
"Mom, don't cry," he consoled, taking his broken mother into his strong boyish arms.
"It just isn't fair," she murmured under her heaving gasps for air. "Damn him."
Chichi stood up and sprinted to the living room window and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Damn you Goku!"
~*~
A few hours had passed which allowed reality to set in and enable Chichi to have a decent conversation with her son.
"I can see you've come much stronger; a trait of your father's," Chichi said, smiling for the first time since Goku had left her sight.
"Yeah," Gohan replied happily. Seeing his mother this way made him feel able to move on. "We trained in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. One day is equivalent to a whole year!"
"I'm impressed," Chichi responded to keep his spirit up.
"I still can't see how dad had the time to train himself, he seemed to just be training me. It was insane!"
"I can only imagine," she replied. "I better make dinner. I bet you've worked up quite and appetite in that fight of yours."
"I sure did!" he cried in delight, portraying a classic Son grin, almost looking like a twin of Goku himself. "Thanks mom."
During her walk to the kitchen, memories of Goku raced through her mind. Suddenly, a contradictory feeling of reassurance overwhelmed her senses. 'I can do this,' she said to herself. 'I did it alone before, I can do it again.'