I: "I hate you," "No, you don't"

"You ate it, didn't you?"

Chi-Chi pointed an accusatory finger at the very being she deemed to be the culprit of such a heinous crime. None of the Son family members were big on sweets, Goten having the highest tolerance for them compared to the rest. But cheesecake, Chi-Chi's homemade cheesecake, was the one dessert that they all felt balanced out the sweetness with the perfect amount of savory. There had been one piece left, her piece and it was gone. So with knitted eyebrows, she glared at the one being she knew would test her patience over a piece of food.

Her husband was standing there in his boxer, under the kitchen's opening, doing that stupid nose rubbing, back-of-the-head scratching, chuckle thing he does. An action that all but admitted his guilt, without actually having to say the words. Chi-Chi nearly growled, steadying her hind-legs in case she felt inclined to pounce.

"How could you?" She barked. Chi-Chi saw his Adam's Apple bob up and down, a telltale sign he had gulped. But that stupid childlike, sheepish grin never left his face. How dare he try to play innocent, all while admitting his guilt?

"Chi-Chi, you know how I am around food," Goku voice was soft but matter-of-fact. Was he trying to insinuate that this was somehow her fault, that she should've seen this coming, that's she should've prepared? Well, she did prepare, at least she thought she did. No, she definitely did.

"That's horse crap and you know it Son Goku. I made individual cakes for you, Goten, and Gohan. The one slice I did have, I took it from the one I made for Videl and Pan to share. I. MADE. YOU. A. WHOLE. CAKE," Oh, she definitely was going to pounce.

"But the three-day rule—" Goku started but was cut off by an incredulous wife.

"What the hell is a three day rule?" Chi-Chi was in no mood for Goku's antics. After a hard day of housework, all she wanted to do after her hot bath was enjoy a nice read and her dessert. Now here it was 8:00 p.m, her in her robe, wet hair tied up, a good novel, and no cheesecake. Must this man before her snatch every piece of normalcy she sought?

"You know the one where if it's in the fridge for more than three days it's fair game. It's the one me and Goten—"

"Goku! How many times do I have to tell you that you and Goten's stupid house rules don't apply to me?" Chi-Chi could feel her body vibrating, latent aggression slowly seeping to the surface. An outsider may have thought she was overreacting, but food in the Son House was a sacred thing. Hell, she could recall the time Goku gave her the silent treatment for a week because she ate one of his many pork buns without asking. The guy literally had fifty on his place(fifty she made if she might add). After throwing a hissy fit over one pork bun, he dared eat her only slice of cheesecake because of some house rule she wasn't even apart of?

"But you live in this house," Goku said, sending her a very confused look. Chi-Chi snapped.

"WHY YOU!" And just like her legs had been waiting for this very moment to do, she found herself lounging across in the kitchen in full attack mode. Knocking her unsuspecting husband off his feet. Straddling him, her dainty hands found his bulky neck and began squeezing.

"Wow Chi-Chi, you're a lot stronger than I remember. This might've actually hurt me when we first got married," The grin, now turned into a chesty smirk.

Arrogant saiyan. Chi-Chi thought with a frown. Mock her, will he? She'll show him. Without a word, Chi-Chi removed one hand from Goku's neck–who was making no effort to stop this attempt at murder–she swiftly placed her hand over its target. His nipple.

Before Goku could register what she was planning, she gives his nipple a nice twist and pulls. Causing her gladiator of a husband to yelp like a baby, his hips even bucked so hard that it sent Chi-Chi toppling to the side him. Seeing his blow at his nipple, while simultaneously rubbing the abused areola, Chi-Chi found herself rolling in a fit of laughter. Tears threatening to seep out.

Goku sent a pouty look to his wife, who was too busy enjoying her own world of giggles to notice that her husband was not pleased to be bested by such a cheap-shot. So doing the first thing that came to mind, Goku reached over inside of Chi-Chi's robe, immediately halting her laughter. Finding the exposed flesh he was looking for, Goku gives Chi-Chi's a firm pinch of his own.

"Ow! You pervert!" Chi-Chi instinctively punches the intruding arm of her husband, prompting him to release her digit.

"You pinched me first. My nipples are sensitive too, you know," Goku argued.

"You ate my cheesecake," Chi-Chi counter-argued. Still rubbing her nipple, she knew it was going to bruise. Good, she thought. Now she'll have something to guilt-trip him later on with.

"That's still no need to resort to violence, Chi-Chi," Goku said, giving his best impression of her whenever she would scold Goten or Trunks.

"Oh please, you Saiyans live for violence,"

"And good cheesecake," Goku added, very cheekily.

"Goku," Chi-Chi said, warningly. Letting him know her lack of cheesecake was still a sore spot for her. Goku just laughed.

"Relax Chi-Chi, ain't the reason you make me work all the time so you can have all the ingredients to make cheesecake anytime you want,"

"Why? So you can eat it all to yourself?" Chi-Chi asked, snarkily.

"Yep," Goku exclaimed, with the trademark Son smile. Looking at him like that, Chi-Chi could feel the corners of her mouth twitching upwards, threatening to release a smile of its own. Despite her sour mood about her cheesecake. Kami, she couldn't stand how adorable this man was. He's a forty-something-year-old grandpa, he shouldn't be allowed to still be so adorable. It's unnatural. It wasn't fair. Sporting a child-like pout of her own, Chi-Chi sent her husband a soft glare.

"I hate you,"

"No, you don't," Goku smirked, knowingly at his wife. She loved him and there was nothing she could do about. Call him a little arrogant, but he relished in that fact. And it was okay because he loved her just the same.

Chi-Chi sucked her teeth, just because it was true didn't mean he could go and say it aloud. Especially, when she was rightfully upset with him. Nor did it mean he should be pulling her to cuddle with him on the living room floor, even if she isn't making any effort to resist the affection. Who cuddles on the living floor anyways? Apparently, Son Goku did, so Chi-Chi guessed that meant she did too because it's exactly what she's doing right now.

And as nice as this all was, Chi-Chi's mind was still working on a thousand ways to make her husband suffer for eating her only piece of cheesecake. No amount of handsomely adorable Gokuness was going to get him out of that one. But she'll let him enjoy her cuddles for now.

-WritersBlvd