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Konnichiwa, everyone! This is a story that I posted back in 2012. I tried, but sadly couldn't access my old account anymore. So, I created this one. Now I'm reposting all of my older stories. Anyway, let's get to it! This is chapter 1 of, Down With A Sickness! Please R&R, and no flaming! Constructive criticism accepted! Enjoy! :)
P.S. The story isn't 100% exactly the same as the older one. I've gone back and done some revising. I hope you all like it! :)
"Speaking"
'Thinking'
Down With A Sickness
~~~~~~~~~~~~Chi-Chi's P.O.V.~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was a beautiful spring morning on Mt. Paouz. Everything was peaceful. My alarm went off at 7:00, like it always does. Opening my eyes, I turned it off. I got out of bed, got dressed, and took notice of my still slumbering husband, Goku. He looked so handsome and adorable when he was asleep. I went to his side of the bed, gently kissed him on the cheek, and went downstairs to make breakfast for my soon-to-be-hungry Saiyans.
While making the pancakes and sausages, I became lost in my thoughts. I was a little worried about Goku. He was always out of bed before me. He always likes to train for awhile before breakfast. But this morning was different. He didn't even twitch when the alarm went off.
'Oh, he's probably just tired from training with Gohan and Piccolo all day yesterday. It's probably nothing.' I thought to myself.
The pancakes and sausages were just about done, when Gohan came downstairs. Gohan had just recently turned 8 years old. And he, of course, inherited his fathers' ferocious appetite. He looks more and more like Goku everyday. I smiled at him as I placed the leaning tower of pancakes on a large plate.
"G'morning, mom! Breakfast smells great! How are ya?" asked Gohan.
"I'm good, Gohan. Thank you." I replied, smiling down at him.
"Where's daddy?" he asked.
"He's surprisingly still sleeping. It's time for breakfast, though. Can you go wake your father up for me?" I asked.
He nodded, and went upstairs to wake Goku up.
I sat waiting for my son to come down with Goku for about 3 minutes. After that, they finally came down. I took one look at Goku, and I started worrying again. He looked completely exhausted. He was very pale. I looked at Gohan. He seemed worried too.
"Dad, are you ok? You look sick." said little Gohan.
"Yeah, kiddo. I'm ok. I'm just a little tired. Let's just eat our breakfast." Goku replied. Though, I wasn't convinced that he was "just" tired.
So, we all sat down, and ate our breakfast, quietly. Goku decided that he was full. I immediately noticed that Goku didn't finish his food. That was strange. Getting up, he put his plate in the sink.
Turning to Gohan, he said, "Hey, son. You can go and train with Piccolo without me today. I'm just going to take a day off, and rest." he said.
"… Ok, daddy." Gohan replied.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. I opened the door, and of course, it just HAD to be Piccolo standing in their doorway.
"Hey, kid. You ready?" he asked. I can't stand that Piccolo! I don't want him teaching my precious little boy his demonic ways!
"Yeah." Gohan said. I noticed Piccolo take a quick look at Goku. I saw some worry on his face, but it was washed away, as quick as lightning. Gohan and Piccolo left.
Goku went to the couch, laid down, and turned on the TV. He soon fell asleep. I crept over, and gently placed my hands on his cheeks and forehead. He was burning up. I decided to call for Bulma. Maybe she could find out what's wrong with my poor Goku.
I started dialing Bulma phone number, while keeping a close eye on Goku.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
"Hello! Thank you for calling Capsule Corp. How can I help you today?" said the receptionist.
"Hi. I need to speak with Bulma Briefs. Immediately. It's urgent." I said.
"Ok. Please hold while I transfer your call." she said, politely.
Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring.
"This is Bulma." I hear her say.
"Hey Bulma. This is Chi-Chi. I was wondering if you could come over, and do some kind of exam on Goku." I said.
"An exam? What for, Chi-Chi?" she asked, her voice full of curiosity.
"He's running a terrible fever. It's worrying me. You know Goku never gets sick. He's never even had a cold! Can you come over?" I asked.
"Ok. I'll be there in about 15 minutes. I'll see you soon, Chi-Chi." she says to me.
"Ok. Thank you so much, Bulma." I said, hanging up the phone.
I looked at Goku. He's looking very sick. 'It has to be more than exhaustion' I thought to myself.
"Don't worry, Goku. Bulma is on her way, and she'll run some tests on you. You'll be ok, sweetheart." I said, as I held his hand.
'Please be ok…'
Well, that was it for the first chapter! Please R&R! I hope you all liked it! Kami bless! :D
