This story focuses on a more recently developed DBZ OC and is set in an alternate timeline to the story Saiyan Princess. It will be written in four parts. The first part is known as The Ignorance of Childhood and shall focus on Chiri's life from birth to the end of the Cell battles. The story will follow the canon storyline in places but will diverge in others.

The Ignorance of Childhood

Chapter 01 – Birth of Their Second Child

Age 761, January 18th

It had been approximately eight months since Chichi's found out the blessed news, news which had filled her with joy as her small dream from her teenage years was being realised. She had always wanted a big family; just before their wedding day she had said to Goku she'd wanted eight or nine kids! It seemed that dream was indeed coming to fruition as she was well on her way now with her second child due. The moment she'd found out had not been identical to how Goku'd reacted; he'd seemed so indifferent about it, just as he had done with Gohan when they'd found out their first-born was on the way. Still he seemed excited in his own way, albeit not for long as Chichi'd quickly dived in and informed her husband he would not be training this one either! They'd soon found out the sex of the baby was a girl, something that excited Chichi further. She'd have one of each at the very least, which put less pressure on Goku as far as she was concerned! She loved Gohan more than anything but she was relieved to find she would have at least one little girl.

As her due date grew closer, Chichi grew more tired and restless and ratty, finding herself struggling to endure the baby's constant assault on her bladder, her other organs and her back. Then finally the due date came... and then it passed. Still there was no baby attempting to force its way out, though she was still a very lively baby and constantly reminded Chichi of her presence with the odd kick and jiggle. As the days passed Chichi grew more and more uncomfortable, her temper shortening further and further as her body cried out for the baby to be released. Thankfully it was the beginning of the year so the weather was cold; if it had been summer Chichi knew she'd also be roasting and competing with the hotter temperatures of the year! She missed being able to hold her first-born son Gohan in her arms comfortably and greatly appreciated her father regularly coming over to help alongside her clueless husband!

Then finally, five days passed her due date, Chichi felt her waters break.

The journey to the closest hospital was just as bizarre as the last as Goku insisted he take her on Kinto'un; it would get her there far faster than any car or plane! While Gyu Mao agreed to hold back and look after Gohan as it was the early hours of the morning, Goku took his heavily pregnant wife in his arms and tenderly placed her onto the floating cloud and before they knew it, they were off.

The hospital was about forty kilometres away in a relatively large town south of East City. The staff there had been warned of Chichi's imminent arrival and the nurses and doctors and midwife were prepared for them. It took Kinto'un only ten minutes before it arrived at the hospital, many staff members were shocked to see the couple arrive on what they could only assume was the strangest design for a hover-board Capsule Corp could have come up with! Chichi was rushed into the maternity ward with her husband by her side. After another hour of waiting and attempting to stand Goku's questions and seemingly irrelevant conversations (Chichi's temper was worn down due to the discomfort of being overdue after all), she was finally dilated ten centimetres and was wheeled down into one of the many delivery rooms. Another three gruelling, hand-squeezing and short-tempered hours passed with plenty of shouting and straining. The midwife and nurses did all they could to make the heavily pregnant woman as comfortable as possible and Chichi was glad to be on painkillers, though she was still furious they only worked so well and that she was still in pain and still horribly uncomfortable within herself! Goku was fantastic at giving support and seemed to have learnt from his wife's previous bout with labour with what worked and what only incurred her wrath! Any harsh words that did spill from her lips were easily dealt with; Goku'd learned not to let any of it bother him.

The sun soon rose over the mid-morning skyline and finally Chichi passed her baby out of her body with a few yelping, bloody pushes. The shrill but weak cry of her newborn baby was a relief for the mother to hear. Chichi would have looked but she was far too tired to open her eyes, heart still attempting to calm itself after spending several hours ferociously pumping blood around her adrenaline and painkiller-infused body. The deed was over now, the placenta had been passed through and now all that was left to do was share some skin-to-skin contact with her fragile baby daughter. The first step was over, now came the years of hard work that was sure to follow.

Chichi was glad she was no longer being forced by her own body to do as it wanted, feeling calmer and in control of herself once more. Her relief was short-lived. Panic quickly came over the room due to the baby having a tail, several of the nurses shrieking with horror, startling the two parents!

"What?" Chichi tried to speak louder but her voice was so strained only Goku was able to pick it up. "What's wrong? What's wrong with her?" She protested.

"It's ok," Goku responded to the nurse's look of horror with an unfazed smile, "It's her tail, right? Don't worry, it's a family trait!" He explained.

Several of the nurses still looked at the unruly-haired man with a feel of horror in their widened eyes. A family trait? What sort of mutation was this? None had ever seen anything like this before!

Chichi sighed and closed her eyes. "He's right," He confirmed, "Our son was born with a tail as well."

"... W-Would you l-like us to...?" One nurse started.

"Nah, leave it on," Chichi weakly waved one arm up, clearly oblivious to the nurses revulsion and concern for the anomaly on this little child!

Despite their concern and own prejudices, the nurses cleaned and wrapped the child up in a blanket.

Goku watched from his seat beside Chichi's bed, eyes darting between his exhausted wife and his newborn girl. Indeed it was a girl. That was good; Chichi hopefully would now be happy the two of them had both a son and a daughter. Goku wasn't really sure why Chichi'd been so intent on their second child being a girl. He wasn't even sure why she wanted so many babies. He hadn't really realised how much hard work they were until Gohan had been born. Chichi would often sort him out because she didn't trust her husband to do it well enough, Goku not really wanting to complain. He'd seen his wife's legendary temper and half the time wasn't even sure why she'd been so angry with him! So he'd accidentally made too much noise outside the house, or he'd been clueless as to how to change their son's diaper on one occasion, it didn't mean he wasn't willing to learn! Chichi had been adamant on doing most things involving their son so it left Goku with little other choice than to let her get on with it, fearing any mention of him helping would set her off again!

The sex of the child had always been irrelevant to Goku. He was indifferent to it all; either way it would have been a great opportunity to teach some martial arts, if only Chichi hadn't interjected again like she had with Gohan! Goku wished he could have been given the chance to train at least one of their children but Chichi wouldn't have any of it! Something about getting their kids an education, something she was eager to point out he never had! What was so special about being educated anyway? He'd received a basic education whilst under Master Roshi's training and had been left confused as to why being taught to read and write under the great hermit didn't count as an education!

"Would you like to hold your new daughter, Mr Son?" The midwife asked as she brought the tiny infant over to the bed; the baby now far quieter than she had been before.

Goku nodded and stood to full height, trying his best to remember how he was supposed to hold such a small baby, receiving instructions from both the midwife and Chichi as he did so! She looked miniature in his arms just as Gohan had done, and Goku took in every little detail of her face. She appeared to have her mother's skin tone; the hair was always difficult to tell whose side it had come from as both parents had dark hair, though her facial shape seemed more like his than her mother's.

"How is she?" Chichi asked still catching her breath as she opened one eye and tried her best to look over to her husband and daughter. The exhaustion had kicked in long ago during labour but she'd fought it, struggled against caving into her body's desire for rest and limpness until finally their daughter had popped out. Now it was time for her body to cave into the pressure and let her relax.

"She's beautiful," Goku replied with an odd smile as he turned, walking the tiny baby back to her mother. He couldn't deny the sense of pride he had looking upon the baby, just like Gohan. "She looks a lot like you Chichi." He cautiously bent forward slightly so as to show off the young girl to her mother, Chichi's eyes sparkling with emotion as she finally laid eyes on her daughter who had been rather quiet and appeared to be resting. The little baby was tiny in her father's gentle, muscular arms with a dark dab of short hair, which at the moment was pointing out in different directions. From what she could see of her daughter, she reminded Chichi so much of Gohan when he'd been born almost down to a T!

"She is beautiful..." Chichi spoke breathlessly, holding out her arms as Goku passed their child over to her.

"I know this may not be the best time to speak and we will give you a little more time with your newborn baby," The midwife cut in. "It's important you both have some skin-to-skin contact with the child and bond with her..." She hesitated before continuing, "... are you sure you don't want us to remove that abnormality?"

"Abnor..." Chichi's heart had gone into hyper-drive at the mere suggestion but just as quickly as she'd panicked, the answer popped into her mind. Why were they so adamant on making her child look more like a normal baby? Chichi would normally have welcomed anything that suggested a normal family life but her children's tails were not the same. They were something bizarre they'd gotten from their father, in a strange way it was homage to him. Chichi was indifferent to it being there and knew from her memories of her youth that the tail caused no great harm! "No, the tail can stay. Honestly," She shook her head. "Our son also has a tail, as did my husband here."

"It'll be ok," Goku smiled.

None of the adults in the room were aware of the significant dangers the tail held, especially on the nights of a full moon.

Without another word the midwife left the room to write up the newborn child's records and make sure her place in the neonatal ward had been organised. 'That has to be the most bizarre genetically inherited abnormality I will ever see!' She mused to herself shaking her head.

Gyu Mao soon visited with his four-year-old grandson Gohan, who was eager to see his mother and make sure she was ok. He was normally a panicky child if his father or mother weren't nearby, even if his grandfather was looking after him! Chichi was resting when they arrived so instead the two met up with Goku and decided to get some breakfast and give Chichi time to rest. Finally the worn out mother was awake and very pleased to see her little boy, giving him a big hug as he jumped out of his father's arms happily. The newborn baby had been taken down to the neonatal ward and had been placed amongst a bunch of other children despite the nurses and doctors concerns over her abnormality!

An eager Gohan was raring to go and visit his new sister so Goku took him down, leaving Gyu Mao to keep his daughter company. The father and son wandered through several corridors though they remained on the same floor. Eventually Goku decided to ask one of the passing nurses where his baby would be being kept; she was kind enough to point him in the right direction down to the neonatal ward. It didn't take very long for the two to reach their destination.

Gohan peered past the glass separating them from the tiny babies inside, eyes finally fixing on his little sister. She was pretty easy to identify especially with her tail flicking around gently! "She's really small," He mumbled leaning closer to the glass, Goku having to adjust his arms so his son wouldn't fall out of his grasp. "She looks like mother."

"She does, doesn't she?" Goku agreed, still unable to stop smiling. "You'll have to be a good big brother Gohan; otherwise your mother will be cross with you."

"Yes daddy," Gohan nodded obediently. "Can we go closer?"

"I don't think so..." Goku shook his head. "I got told off when I did that when I came to visit you when you were a baby!"

"What's her name?" Gohan asked quickly changing the subject.

"She doesn't have one yet," Goku replied. "Your mother and I haven't decided on one yet."

"Oh... Can I name her?" Gohan asked eagerly, cheeks brightening up at the prospect he'd suggested.

Goku chuckled at his son's apparent enthusiasm. "We'll ask your mum when we go back to see her and see what she says!"

Gohan continued to look at the baby earmarked as his little sister, dark eyes tracing over her. "... She has a tail, just like me!" He smiled cheerfully, tail flickering back and forth. He'd been looking forward to having a younger sibling ever since his parents had told them the news. When they'd found out it was going to be a little sister, Gohan had become a little nervous and began to fear his initial joy at the news. His parent's had noticed the enthusiasm fall and Chichi had just chalked it up to him wanting a little brother; she quickly told her son that there was still a chance in the future he could have a brother to play with but for now he would have to become a good brother to his sister. Gohan had nodded and tried to not show his anxiety about the baby girl that was due to come into their lives. Truth be told it had taken him a while to work out the real reason he'd lost his fondness.

Surely a baby sister would mean another version of his mother in the house? Gohan found his mother to be strict and scary when she was angry, he was rather timid as a child and did what he was told without question. It was likely due to only ever having one woman in his life that made him fear his sister being just as scary and loud!

Yet as his dark orbs watched her sleeping, Gohan realised there was a chance it wouldn't be as he'd feared. He'd been silly; she was just a tiny little infant, sleeping peacefully and not creating a racket. He was her big brother, he had to set a good example to her... so maybe that meant he could teach her not to be scary like their mother!

"Let's go back and see how Chichi's doing," Goku cut through his son's thoughts. "Ready to go back now, Gohan?"

"Ok," Gohan nodded obediently. He longingly kept his eyes on his sister until he could no longer see her behind the glass panel.

It had been a couple of months since the newborn's birth and the latest edition to the Son family had certainly made herself comfortable. Many nights Chichi and Goku would be woken up by their screaming child who either needed her nappy changed or needed feeding. The disruption she caused to her parent's sleeping patterns were felt during the day as Chichi would become a little snappy at times whilst Goku would sleep in every-so-often. Young Gohan took a great interest in his little sister though he also continued with his studies under his mother's instructions.

In the end, Chichi (and it was pretty much Chichi's decision rather than a collective decision!) had aptly decided to name the baby Chiri. Unlike her older brother who'd been given the namesake of his adopted great-grandfather Gohan, Chiri's name hadn't come from anywhere in particular. It was only when Gyu Mao pointed out he was certain his long-deceased wife had a sister called Chiri that the name seemed to have any significance! Chichi had been thrilled to learn some more information about her mother's side of the family; the woman had died when Chichi was very young and the rest of the family had long since lost touch with Gyu Mao. Chichi knew she herself had been named after her great-grandmother and treasured that knowledge, so it was wonderful to find out her daughter had effectively been named after Chiri's great-aunt!

Life living in the small house under Mount Paozu was very busy but peaceful. However things were unknowingly about to change dramatically for the family of four...

Chichi kissed her husband on the cheek and pulled away, "Make sure you're both back before nightfall, Gohan needs to get some studying done before he goes to sleep. I'll have dinner cooking for when you get home."

"We'll be back before night, don't worry Chichi," Goku smiled holding Gohan in his arms. "I'll only stay for a couple of hours." He turned around and put one hand to his cheek, "Kinto'un!" He called. Seconds later the yellow cloud appeared in the distance, closing in, taking a large dive and stopping before the door. Goku hopped onto the cloud, Gohan gripping onto his father's arm a little tighter through the leap.

"Say hi to Master Roshi and the others for me," Chichi called. "Take care both of you!"

"Bye mother!" Gohan waved as Kinto'un rose slightly before shooting away from the house, taking her husband and son off over the ocean to that tiny island.

Chichi waved until she could no longer see them and headed back indoors. She wandered into her's and Goku's bedroom and picked up the small child out of her crib, she was awake and had been cooing as her mother'd entered the room. Little Chiri reached out for her mother and babbled some nonsensical words, jiggling in her mother's arms slightly as Chichi placed her down upon her own bed, getting herself prepared to breastfeed her daughter. "Your brother and father have gone out today, little Chiri," She cooed as she picked her daughter back up and put her into position, Chiri uncertain before finally latching on. "They've gone to see some of your father's old friends but they'll be back soon..." She flinched a little as Chiri started to draw milk from her. She hadn't been confident enough to breastfeed with Gohan but had decided to give it a go with her second born and although it felt like the right thing to do, Chichi had initially struggled. Her home visitor had been very helpful and before she knew it she was able to get her daughter in the correct position.

Her thoughts turned to her husband and son. Part of her wished she could have gone to visit the others but she knew she had a lot of work around the house to do. She wasn't particularly partial to taking a two-month-old baby to a reunion either, not trusting her husband's friends not to scare her little girl with their rowdy behaviour! Chiri slept like a cat during the day and even the sound of a sneeze from a different room could wake her up! Sometimes Goku's mumblings in his sleep would rouse their child up. Right now Chichi was unable to do much about it; she wasn't happy moving Chiri into the bedroom her father had prepared for her. What if they didn't hear their daughter crying over the baby monitor? What if there was a house fire and they couldn't get to Chiri in time? It had taken her until Gohan was three months old before she'd moved him into his own room; she would do the same with her daughter!

As soon as Chiri'd finished, Chichi burped her daughter before placing her back into her crib for some more sleep. She was a fast growing baby after all and needed all the sleep and rest she could get. With her daughter tucked in under her covers, Chichi left the room in order to get on with her chores, mainly preparing the large meal for her husband and son when they'd return.

Her thoughts fell back to her husband once more, only this time it focused on the martial-arts aspect of their lives. Chichi hated how much of an interest Goku held in the sport; sure it had been what had brought them back together a few years ago but Chichi felt his obsession was unhealthy! 'If only he could show that much dedication to something else, like a decent-paid job!' She scoffed to herself. She didn't miss the training and sparring under her father's tutorage; her main motivation for training as a teenager had been to get her man back! After a couple of years of waiting, Chichi had come to the conclusion Goku was no longer interested in marrying her, which did not rest well with her! One thing had led to another and before she knew it, Chichi had been trained in the art of the Kame School of Martial Arts and was facing off against her soon-to-be husband at the Twenty-third Tenkaichi Budokai...

Had that really been five years ago? Of course it had – they'd been married shortly afterwards! Chichi smiled as she reminisced about her wedding day, the day when her goal had been achieved. It had been a simple goal but she'd snatched her man and she was not going to let his training ruin her vision of what their family would become! Well-educated, mild mannered, hard-working people with decent jobs and money to support themselves!

"... As soon as they get back home," She mumbled to herself, "Gohan is going to be hitting the books a little more before bed!" A giggle escaped her throat as an amusing image of Goku joining her son in reading crossed her mind. "Maybe I'll get Goku to do it too!"

Chichi had no way of knowing that this vision would never become a reality on that night.