A/N: Hello everyone! I am Tempting Drug I've been a fanfic writer since 06 but mostly Sailor Moon fics. This is my first time writing for this fandom but I've been a fan of the series since… ever? Any ways I hope you enjoy this fic. Please remember to review, that way I will be able to continue writing, knowing that my readers are enjoying the story.
Disclaimer: Nop. I don't own DBZ…
Prologue
She knew him better than anyone. She knew when he was sad, worried, and happy; even when he was truly completely oblivious of what was going on around him. She knew every side of the man standing in front of her.
Of course she knew; she had been married to the man for over ten years now.
She could feel the slight hesitation in his kisses, in his caresses. His complete demeanor was off.
This wasn't the Goku she had married.
Not only had he fiscally changed but his actions were so unsure, almost scared; completely opposite from their first time together when he was so naïve and so clueless of love making.
Still, he pulled her in for another kiss, controlling his strength, trying to be as sweet and gentle as his body could. His hands cupped her delicate face and held her still as he caressed his lips over hers, enjoying the soft contact.
It had been so long since they had been together, alone. Their son had long gone retired to his room after dinner. As always, the two saiyans had returned home after a long day of training, their last day of training and, Chichi had prepared a feast for her boys.
After tonight, the last three days before the Cell games were going to be spent together as a family, just the three of them. Chichi wouldn't had fought that statement if it wasn't for the fact that there might be a possibility that the Earth would be destroyed but worse than that, even if the Earth lived, maybe one of her boys might be killed…
She opened her dark eyes and pulled away from the soft kiss. That horrible feeling on the back of her mind had returned, tormenting her to the very core. For a moment she looked up to find a pair of blue eyes looking down at her with a worried gaze. The color had change but the soft and gentle features where still there. What was she supposed to do if he left once again and this time for good? What if her only son was killed in battle? Gohan was so young, and yet he had gone through so much already. Saving the world was a weight that a mere 11 year old simply couldn't carry.
"What's wrong Chichi?"
His husky yet soft voice interrupted her thoughts. She shook her head for a moment and faked a smile. "Oh, nothing."
"You sure?" he instigated further, wrapping one arm tightly around her waist, pulling her as close as he could.
Her hands came to rest upon his chest playing with the soft fabric of his blue shirt. "Well…" She patted him gently as she thought her words over. "Gohan…"
"He is asleep, Chi." Goku interrupted her as he pressed his lips on her forehead, continuing his clumsy game of seduction. "I can tell by his power level, it is lower than when he is awake so he must be sleeping like a bear, you know."
She chuckled. "I know he is asleep…"
"Then why are you so nervous?" He arched his right eyebrow, pulling away and giving his wife enough room to connect eyes with him.
She placed her head over his chest and let out a loud sigh. "How can you tell I am nervous?"
Goku blinked and tilted his head to the side as he studied his wife's features. "Well…" He began, moving one large hand to pet her cheek. "You are frowning… your are arching your left eyebrow" He pulled away and looked at her body over. "And you are tense."
Damn you, Goku!
"Am I right?" He asked her softly before pushing her over to the bed. "Come on, Chi. We finished our training today, that means the next three days will be just us three." He grinned as he sat down and pulled her don on his lap. "Just like the old times, remember?"
"Old times? I am not that old, mind you." Chichi said turning her back to him.
"Why are you being so cold with me? We rarely have times like this." He said as a matter of fact, before undoing the tight bun of her hair. "Remember when we got married." A mischievous smile crept his way to his lips. "You always wore your hair down?" He wrapped his arms rightly around her and squeezed her to his chest "We always had time for us."
Chichi closed her eyes tightly and felt her hair fall down freely to her shoulders. "Gohan was born, Goku. It was time for us to become parents."
"True… but before that you were my wife first."
"You're right." She whispered as she let her husband hand rub the back of her neck.
"Do you love me?"
"That's a stupid question, Goku. Of course I do."
"Good." He threw her body down to the bed and watched her surprised face change to a more comfortable one. He laid next to her and rested his head on one hand and simply looked at her, one hand lazily undoing the ties at the begging of her dress. "I always thought you stopped caring after the Raditz fight…"
"Well, no. I am your wife I am supposed to be with you through thick and thin."
"Supposed? So you are obligated?" He stopped his soft administration.
"I love you. I think that's all you really need to know…"
He chuckled and laid his head near her shoulder. "Yeah…"
"Goku?"
"Hmm?"
"I want you to be with me these last three days…"
"What are you talking about, Chi. I'm right here…" He closed his eyes and pressed his nose to her neck, taking in her scent.
"That's not what I mean…"
He opened his blue eyes to find himself being straddle by who he thought the strongest woman in the galaxy. Her hands came to rest on top of his blue shirt. She played with the soft fabric for a second before pulling it over his shoulders. "I mean it in another different concept." She threw the shirt aside and looked down at the blonde version of her once sweet black haired Goku.
His hands came to rest upon her soft thighs, pushing the purple dress further up to reveal more creamy skin to his hungry eyes. "I see…"
"Promise me these last days will be all for family, Goku…" Chichi said, grabbing hold of his wondering hands in order to get the strong saiyan to pay attention to her. "Promise me."
Goku looked up from Chichi's thighs up to her eyes.
He knew his wife well…
He could see the pained shadow that covered her once bright eyes. He could see how her face begged for any reassurance that no matter what he would come back, that he and Gohan would be safe, that everything would be all right. He sat up, making her slide down to the bed, his thick legs lying down on each side, trapping her.
He ran his fingers through her hair, engraving the texture deep within his mind. He cupped her cheek and tilted her face up in order to taste her lips once again, slowly coxing her into relaxing and finally giving in to him. She finally wrapped her arms tightly around his neck not wanting to let go.
"I promise…"
Chichi pulled away as soon as she heard her husbands' words. She let out a soft gasp when Goku finally took control over her senses.
