DISCLAIMER: DBZ AND ITS CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME.


The door opened softly, and he looked at me as I entered, carrying a big tray full of food. It consisted mostly of his favorites: carrot soup, eggrolls, shrimp stew, glazed pork, potato salad, fried rice, a glass of orange juice and another glass filled with water. I am not a great cook like his former wife, but I really took time researching and learning on how to cook so I could prepare him a sumptous lunch. A lunch fit for a king, as others may have called it.

I placed the tray of food on the bedside table and sat on the chair nearby as I looked at him. His face is still devoid of any emotion, I couldn't decipher what exactly is on his mind. He kept looking straight ahead, as if he didn't want to look at me. I winced a bit at the thought. Yeah, I know he didn't want to look at me.

"Goku..." I called out to him.

He didn't respond.

"I made you lunch. Actually, I figured that you won't go down to join me so I just brought your food up here, so you can eat." I said.

Still, he didn't respond.

I sighed. "Goku... please look at me."

He didn't even budge.

I touched his arm softly, but he yanked my hand roughly, making me stare at him in shock. I knew that was probably the reaction that I would get from him but still, it surprised me.

"Goku..."

He looked at me at last, but his eyes were filled with hate.

"Don't you dare touch me, Bulla." He growled in a low voice.

"Goku... I...-"

"I don't want to hear anymore of your lies." He said as he looked at me, his anger threatening to snap.

"G-Goku, if you would just listen to me...-"

"To what should I listen?!" He suddenly screamed as he faced me, shocking me even more. "What explanation are you going to give me this time, Bulla?! What lies are you going to tell me this time?! Don't you know what you have done?! Or have you already forgotten that you were the reason why my wife of more than forty years left me?!"

"G-Goku... it wasn't like that... C-Chichi was... she was lying to you... everything she told you were untrue and...-" my eyes quickly brimmed with tears as I looked at him.

He held my shoulders roughly, making me wince in pain. "And you expect me to believe you, you little liar?!"

"N-No... Goku... please.. it hurts.." my tears fell down my cheeks.

"I will believe everything that Chichi says because she's my wife! While you... you aren't even related to me. I just don't know what came into you that this time, you chose me for your games! You chose to play with me, and it cost me my wife!" He snarled at me as his fingers dug into my skin.

I couldn't say anything more. I just cried as I closed my eyes tightly, afraid to look at him. I didn't want to see the hatred in his eyes anymore. It hurt me. It killed me.

He suddenly released me with force, making me fall on the floor harshly. Then he looked towards the tray of food I placed on the bedside table.

"I don't need this! Take your food and leave. Much better if you'll never return Bulla!" He said. Thankfully, he didn't knock the tray down.

I stood up weakly and took the tray of food before I left his room, still crying. When I was sure I had closed the door, only then did I let my tears fall.

How will I ever convince Goku that everything Chichi had told him was a lie?

How will I ever convince him that she was really planning to leave him even if I didn't interfere?

That she and Yamcha- yes Yamcha, one of Goku's trusted friend, were plotting something for him during that fateful night?

That they want him dead so Chichi would have all of his fortune. Then after that, she will use her newly acquired money to marry Yamcha and start a new life with him.

Everything he earned from fighting, from working hard out in his fields, everything that he had acquired through his own sweat and blood, it will all become Chichi's once he dies, since she is his wife.

That's when I interfered. I couldn't bear to see everything that Goku had worked for get lost to someone who doesn't even deserve it, but most important of all, I couldn't bear to see Goku dead.

I loved him. So much. More than Chichi loves him.

So I did something which would make him hate me forever.

But at least he was safe.

I drugged his wine glass and made him drink its contents. Then when we were already drunk, well Goku, more drunk since he was also drugged, I managed to get us to my room. I immediately stripped his shirt and kissed him, of course he was a willing participant since he probably didn't know what was going on already during that time.

I kissed him, I touched him, and we ended up making love.

Over and over again.

The next morning, everyone found us in my room. Naked and asleep with our arms and legs tangled together beneath the sheets.

Of course, Chichi was berserk. She couldn't believe that everything she had planned would all go to waste. Goku never touched the wine she had prepared for him, and that wine contained the poison which would slowly kill him. Well, maybe she's really mad because her husband slept with another woman, but what right does she have to get mad? She's been sleeping with another man, besides her husband, and it's been ongoing for years now. That's what I picked up when I accidentally heard her and Yamcha talking secretly at the hidden part of Capsule Corp's lawn.

At least Goku had slept with another woman only at that time.

And he didn't even know that he did, until all the commotion woke him up. And my dad demanded that he marry me.

"I don't care if you're still married to this harpy, Kakarot! You have to be responsible for your actions and marry my daughter! I will not allow Bulla to walk around without your name attached to her when you have already claimed her!" I remember Daddy say as he turned Super Saiyan in front of all of us.

I don't remember the next events anymore but Chichi stormed out of the house after she slapped me and Goku so hard, and I was left crying as Goku rose from the bed and eyed me icily, giving me a cold look that almost made me shiver.

"G-Goku..."

"You are not getting out of this house without giving your word, Kakarot! I will not tolerate my daughter to be tainted with a low class Saiyan and I want you to know that!" Daddy screamed once more.

"I will marry her, Vegeta. Don't worry, I will not walk away from what I have done. But give me time to fix some more important things." Goku said in a low but firm voice, putting emphasis on the word more and ending Daddy's angry outburst. I didn't know if he said that just so my dad would calm down.

And so, in just barely two months, I became Goku's wife.

Chichi divorced him easily, and because my parents were eager to have Goku divorced so he could marry me, they paid much of the expenses for the divorce.

And then, I became Goku's wife.

I now went to his house so I could live with him and start a new life with him.

I am now Mrs. Goku Son.

I am now the lady of the house, and I am now one of the rightful heirs of Goku's fortune should he dies.

Chichi will not be able to lay a hand on Goku's money anymore.

Her and Yamcha's plan had failed.

Goku was still alive, and his fortune still belonged to him.

Last thing I heard, she and Yamcha had already left West City to go and start a new life on another part of the country.

Of course Goku learned about it. And he cried all night when he discovered that his beloved ex-wife went and eloped with Yamcha. I was a witness to it. I could hear him sobbing to himself as I tried to sleep beside him- yes, I sleep in the same bedroom with him, only we sleep with our backs turned towards each other. And he never touched me again. Even during our wedding night, when our honeymoon should have occured.

I tried to be a good wife to him. I served him, I cooked for him, I washed his clothes and I cleaned his house.

Yet he never appreciated those.

Because I was the reason why he and Chichi broke up.

I sighed as I placed the tray of food on the kitchen table. More tears escaped my eyes as I thought of only two things.

Will Goku ever find out the truth about Chichi and her evil plan, that I only did what I had already done to save him? I saved him because I love him and I couldn't take it if anything happens to him.

And lastly, will my husband ever learn to love me as much as he loved Chichi?