Heavy Hearts & Weary Souls
~* Ok, before I start my story I just want y'all to know, that #1. this is my first fic,and I don't want to be flames that bad and #2. That i don't usually say y'all. Please r&r
Prolouge/Chapter 1
It was a perfect day, just like nearly every other day in that area. The field's grass was luscious and green, the well kept cottage gleamed in the sunlight-everything parfait.(French for perfect) Two black, troubled eyes scanned the field, hoping, wishing for any sign of humantiy. The owner of this distraught pair of eyes was disapointed. "A perfect day for an imperfect world," mummured the eyes' owner, also known as ChiChi. Sighing, ChiChi left the curtain she was looking out of swing back, and she receeded from the kitchen counter she was leaning agansit. As usual, the homely house was empty, and frightfully still. ChiChi's husband and two sons were out on their little escapades. These adventures seemed to grow longer and more often, as every, lonely week passed. It was internally and externally exhausting for the young woman. Even her own father, The Ox King, was not enough to fill the house with the cheeriness her sons brought, or to fill the lasps in conversation with boyish smiles, as Goku did.
And that was why, on a beautiful spring day, this young woman was discontented, and extremely forlorn. Her magnolia-colored hand slid out to the window curtain once more and she dared to glance out the pane. As her midnight black eyes flickered through the scene, she spotted a familar, jagged haircut, that could only be..
"Goku!" squealed ChiChi, absentmindly reaching out for a cooking pot. Setting that down, ChiChi forced herself to begin a meal, knowing from experince that her family would be hungry.
Sure enough, when Goku & Co. strolled nonchalantly through the door, Goku said he as hungry, before that is, greeting his wife.
During lunch, ChiChi's mind was whirring. She listended withn half intrest to Goten's account of the last three days, the precise time they had been training. Anger was surging through her every vein, it began to get hard to concentrate. *How could he just leave me like that for three days and then come home wanting food! Does he still care!* her thoughts screamed. With a more sorrowful tune, the thought *Does he love me* drifted in, but ChiChi banished that swiftly.
"Goku," she spoke, after Goten finished, "could I talk to you after lunch?"
"Sure," Goku replied with a smile.
ChiChi then began the task of convincing herself that the only reason she was angry was because she had missed them so much and that they had a good time while she was at home, worrying.
Goku finally stopped eating, causing lunch to end. As ChiChi was clearing the dozens of dishes that were left, Goku asked, "So what do you want to talk to me about?"
ChiChi set down the dishes, her heart pounding for an unknown reason in her chest. "I..." she stuttered, searching rapidly for the much needed words to say; "It's just....I don't think you guys should leave that often? Do you know how it feels being alone for three days straight? Not to good, Goku!" ChiChi managed, pure passion filling her last words.
But Goku was staring intently at something behind her. Just as ChiChi was turning to see what it was, a huge blast of enegry came flying at her, and the last thing she knew was that Goku was screaming her name.
~* So did you like it?, please R&R!!!!*~
-Arria