A/N: Thought I'd try my hand on something new. Chichi's relationship with Goku is always the type of marriage I've wanted to have. Except, ya know, I wouldn't want my husband randomly disappearing all the time to go "save the world," and stuff. And end up getting themselves killed 8[.

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z, or anything that has anything to do with it. I make no money from the publication of this story, as it is for entertainment purposes only.

Chapter I

Chichi was sitting in her living room, peacefully catching up on some much needed reading. The boys had gone out training for the day, and Goku had just returned from fishing that morning. He was currently gutting his catch on the dining room table, careful not to get anything on the floor. Chichi would have to remind Gohan about his studies before he went to bed for the night. Though, she didn't really have to. He was already the smartest student in all of his classes. A smile lit up her face with the thought, and she flipped the page of her book.

Goku stood there sizing the fish up, trying to determine where he would cut next. He placed the meat cleaver down next to the fish. He had already removed all of the organs and bones. Now all that was left was cutting it into filets.

...Or he could just make a giant bonfire in the yard and roast it. "Cheech? Do we have more firewood?" It was as if she didn't hear him, because his question was answered with silence. Goku poked his head into the living room. "Cheech-" ...Only to find a sleeping Chichi. Her hair was down, and the breeze coming through the front window was blowing it all about her head. It gently settled back down around her head, a few stray pieces resting on her face. Goku smiled, and walked toward the couch.

"Mmm..." was the muttered protest Goku received when he picked his wife up. He brought her to their bedroom and placed her on their bed. He took the book from her grasp, in which she quickly replaced with a pillow, and placed it on the night stand. Goku took another look at his wife before grazing his lips over hers. Now, to fix lunch!

He hovered back to the kitchen and opened a drawer. There was an extra long skewer Chichi had around the house for things such as this. He just had to somehow find it. It wasn't in this drawer, so he continued onto the next one.

And the next.

And the next..

And the next...

And-

"FOUND IT!" Goku's face beamed with victory as he quickly shoved the skewer through the oversized fish. "Now, to make the fire..." He walked outside and to the side of the house, where he usually kept the firewood. Sure enough, there was the pile of firewood, though it was a little barren. He would have to go get some more later on tonight. Goku placed the wood into the fire pit and ignited the wood with some of his ki. The rods had already been set up due to Chichi making a pot of stew outside the other night, which Goku licked his lips in memorization to. Since that was already done, Goku returned back to the kitchen to retrieve his fish. He carefully placed the skewer onto the rods and grabbed a small stick from the ground. He let himself fall onto the log next to the fire, and waited for his lunch to cook.

Something felt a bit...off. This wasn't the normal hardness of the couch she was laying on. This was...soft. Soft, like her bed. But, that was impossible, right? She fell asleep on the couch. How did she get to the bed..? Chichi opened her eyes and looked around. She was in her bedroom, just like she had thought. She rose from the bed, and tied her hair up as she walked out of the room. The whole house was silent, and that was very, very odd. Especially if Goku was home. Maybe he had gone out?

As she walked through the kitchen, she saw no note. Yet, the room did smell heavily of fish. Chichi looked towards the table and almost threw her own stomach up. Goku had left the fish guts on the table. Surely he wasn't that forgetful, so he couldn't be too far. Her nose then caught the scent of a different type of fish; a cooked fish. Chichi looked out the window and saw Goku peeling pieces of the fish off the skewer and shoving them into his mouth. She smiled, and walked outside.

"Hey," she said. "Aren't you going to ask me if I want any?"

Goku's ears twitched and his chewing had ceased. He swallowed hard, then spun his head around to see his wife approaching. "Oh, so you're up!" She took a seat next to him on the log and held onto his arm. "I didn't even sense it."

"Maybe you're getting rusty, dear." Chichi laughed and took the remaining piece of fish in Goku's hand from him. He watched as she popped it into her own mouth with a smile. He smirked.

"You could have just asked me, you know."

"Yes, I could have." She laughed once more. "But I just didn't feel like it." He grunted, peeled another long piece off the the fish and gave it to Chichi, then did the same for himself. "Thank you, dear."

"You're welcome," he said with a crowded mouth.

"So, are you the mystery person who brought me to my bed? Because I know I fell asleep on the couch." She picked a smaller piece off from her portion and placed it in her mouth. Goku looked over and nodded. "You know, that's the first time you've held me in a while, Goku." He looked over, and nodded once again. Though, this nod was a bit more slower.

"Is...that bad?" He swallowed, then sucked on his fingers. "Am I being a bad husband again?"

"No, dumb-dumb. You're not being a bad husband..." Something didn't look quite right to Goku. Something was bothering her.

"Oh." She looked up at him. "It's...that. Isn't it?"

"It's what?"

"...That. That thing I'm afraid to do?" Chichi finished off the last of her fish. She gave her husband a "What the hell are you saying?" type stare. "Chichi, you know what I'm talking about. Don't even tell me you don't."

"But, Goku, I really don't know what you're talking about."

"The THING! The thing that makes me...ya know!" She still had no clue what the hell he was talking about. All Chichi was asking for was for Goku to hold her more often. Not to...oh. Now she knew what he meant.

"No, this isn't about sex, Goku."

"THANK KAMI." Goku wiped his brow. "You know how afraid I am of that! If anything was to ever happen to you, I would never be able to live with myself." He sighed. "Despite how much fun it is."

Chichi squeezed Goku's arm tighter. "Goku, we can do it. Or are you going to live out the rest of your days with me without sex?"

Goku sighed once more. "Cheech, we can't. I can't control myself when I get like...that. It's my Saiyan blood, it has to be. I checked with Vegeta just to make sure." Chichi smirked. "I get this ringing in my ears, like church bells. I can hear my blood racing throughout every fiber of my being. My body heats up, and I get this weird thirst for blood. I turn into a-"

"'A beast, a monster, a cruel, horrible, terrible beast!' Goku, do you know how many times you have told me this story? How many times are we going to have this conversation before you realize that I don't care!"

"Chichi, how can you just say that?" Goku stood up and looked down to Chichi. "How can you say that..? I'm the one who will be responsible if anything was to happen! How am I going to explain it to the boys?!" Chichi sighed and stood up next to her husband.

"Listen, we'll try it." She feigned a smile. "Through the years I've been with you, Goku...it hasn't happened to us."

"It almost did once." Goku looked away. "Once." Chichi could see the confliction in her husband's eyes. She knew he was aware of how she felt. She knew he wanted nothing more than to see her happy, than to please her; to hear her scream his name out as loud as her lungs would allow.

And what was worse, was that she could tell he wanted it much more than she did. Despite his regular naïve self, Goku was quite the sexual type. Every night the two of them did something sexual: whether it was Goku spooning himself alongside Chichi in bed at night, rubbing his erect member against her backside while one of his hands fondled with her breast, or them actually stripping naked and sucking on each an every last spot of flesh on their bodies. Yet, it had been a very, very, very painfully long time since they actually had sex. Chichi knew the strain of keeping a certain part of his body away from a certain part of her body was getting to him.

"Goku...cut the shit."

That snapped him out of his daze pretty quickly.

"Ch...Chichi?"

"Cut it out, Goku. You know just as well as I do how much you need this. I see you cracking, babe." His eyes grew wider, and Chichi knew she had him. "Each and every night you get a bid more bolder. You get so close to actually doing it! But then some stupid, goddamned thought pops into your head and RUINS EVERYTHING!" Goku flinched.

"Are you sure I'm the one who needs it the most, Cheech?"

"Goku, we're doing this. I don't give a shit WHAT you say! I NEED IT, YOU NEED IT, WE ALL NEED IT!"

"But Chich-"

"Don't make me rape you, Goku." Chichi had her hands on her hips, and was wearing a face only Satan himself could. Goku fell to the floor in shock and rubbed his face with his hands. Rape? How would she possibly rape him? Sure, it sounded nice, if it was what he was thinking. He really didn't mind the whole image of him handcuffed to the bed's frame and blindfolded while Chichi did whatever she wanted with him. "Call up Vegeta or something," she said out of the blue. "I know him and Bulma are a pair of rabbits. He'll probably know what to do."

He nodded his head slowly as he stood up. It actually didn't sound like such a bad idea. Goku's mind began to wander, and he then thought of his first son. Did Gohan have this problem with Videl? Had he even made love to Videl yet..?

"Oh, and Goku," Chichi had poked her back out through the doorway. "When you come back inside, make sure you clean the fish guts up, please?"

His signature smirk was present on his features as a hand snaked around the back of his head. "Sorry, Cheech! I will!"

A/N: Yaaaay! Vegeta! Vegeta has always been my favorite DBZ character. There was just something about him I liked. As I'm typing this, I'm trying to come up with a basis for Goku and Vegeta's conversation. It should be good 8D! Or ya know, if you have any ideas, leave them in a comment! I appreciate it!