A/N: DB/Z/GT is owned by Akira Toriyama only.


Just Give Me Some Affection

Chapter III


And he thought the drive there was unbearable…

The drive home couldn't get any worse…

It was quiet…too quiet, the sound of the engine was the only sound heard, but now and then Gohan and Goten could hear the tapping of Goku's fingers on the steering wheel.

He was nervous…no…terrified! He couldn't believe what he just done! What, Was he stupid? Was he insane?

He was stupidly insane…

"Daddy" Came a small call from behind him. Goku glanced into his mirror before looking back at the ocean before him.

"Yes Goten" he murmured.

"How long till we get home?" he quietly asked. Goku sighed.

"About twenty minutes"

"Okay" he said remaining silent for the rest of the journey.

Around twenty minutes later Goku drove up beside their small house and turned off the ignition. He sat there quietly and so did the rest of the family. Before long Chichi huffed and got out of the car, slamming the door after her. The three boys winced at its loud slam.

"Dad…you're in big trouble" Gohan told him. Goku sighed.

"I know"

"Why did you yell at her like that dad?" Gohan curiously asked.

"Because I had to" Goku guessed…"I've kept it inside for too long now"

"Daddy…your not leaving are you?" Goten asked in worry. Goku turned around slightly and gave his youngest a gentle yet weak smile.

"Now don't you get worrying Goten. Nothing bad like that's going to happen okay"

"Okay dad"

"How about you and your brother go find some dinosaurs" Goku said, really telling Gohan. Gohan understood and smiled at Goten.

"Yeah squirt lets go find some dinosaurs! What do you say?"

"Okay Gohan" he said, "What about you dad?"

"I'm…I'm gonna go and have a talk with mom okay?"

"Okay dad" he said as he opened his door and jumped out of the car. Gohan nodded to his father and jumped out also. It wasn't long after Goku got out of the car himself. He shut his door and locked it with a press of a button on his keys and headed into the house.

"Good luck dad" Gohan said quietly before him and Goten shot off into the sky on Nimbus.

"Yeah…I'm gonna need it" Goku mumbled.

He entered the house and carefully shut the door, chucking his keys on the table there before making his way into the kitchen. Chichi was getting dinner ready he could tell, and she didn't seem too happy about it either. She took two large pans out of the cupboard and angrily slammed them both on the counter. The same thing happened when she got out the other cooking utensils. Goku swallowed…he didn't know what to do or say…what could he do or say?...he gulped and decided to speak up.

"Chi…we need to talk" She slammed a dish on the counter.

"Too right we need to talk!" she shouted, "HOW DARE YOU SHOUT AT ME LIKE THAT! I mean, who do you think you are!"

"Chi-"

"Don't you Chi me! I can't believe you! Blurting out our problems like that! You completely embarrassed me and what? Over something so stupid! WHATS THE MATTER WITH YOU!

"We have been married…for so long! Yet you treat me like I'm…like I'm just…a friend!" Goku blurted out

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about us! I'm talking about you! What is wrong with a little affection! A hug isn't good enough Chichi! A kiss on the cheek isn't good enough! You're my wife! MY WIFE! Yet you don't treat me like your one!" Chichi stood in silence.

"It hurts so much! It hurts thinking that my own wife doesn't want to touch me or be near me!"

"That isn't true!" Chichi corrected

"No? Then explain this to me! Why do you flinch away when we're out together…huh? Why do you tell me to get off or go away when we're out together? WHY WON'T YOU LET ME…JUST LOVE YOU! TOUCH YOU! WHY!" Chichi had no answer…she was simply…shocked…

Goku had never…ever gone in so deep in an argument…in fact…he had never even committed a fight in their arguments. It was all her doing and he'd just stand there feeling guilty. But this was different…this was….horrible…not because she couldn't shout much back, but because she hated to see pain in those once happy eyes.

"Goku! You know I don't like public affection. If you love me, you'll accept it"

"But I can't accept it! I just can't! It hurts too much! What's wrong with a bit of affection? What harm is it gonna do? Seriously Chichi, you're being childish!"

"Don't talk to me like that! I am not the child here you are! I'm sorry if I don't like something in our marriage, but you must respect it!"

"But it's not fair Chichi! It never is! You always want what you want!"

"What!"

"It's your way or no way! Nobody else's opinion or feelings matter to you! Just your own ones!"

"THAT'S IT GOKU! I'VE HEARD ENOUGH!"

"WELL I HAVEN'T SAID ENOUGH!" They were now inches from one another.

"I AM NOT HAVING YOU DO THIS TO ME!" She shouted…no, she screamed.

"MAYBE IF YOU'D JUST LOOSEN UP AND GIVE ME A CHANCE THEN I WOULDN'T BE YELLING LIKE THIS!"

"Loosen up? LOOSEN UP!"

"You always have something to say about me fighting and going off training, yet you can't stand there and take something from me ... just who is really in the wrong here?" He said coldly

That was it for her…she almost snarled and leant forwards and slapped him. It wasn't just an ordinary slap…but a slap given by one of the most powerful women in the world. It echoed around the kitchen and even he closed his eyes from the stinging pain.

He just looked at her…his eyes just burning into hers…his face full of so many emotions. Chichi thought for a second he was going to hit her back…yet at the same time break down and cry. But he didn't…he left the room, grabbed his keys and shot out the door, slamming it shut in the process knocking down two pictures off the wall.

Chichi pulled out a chair from the table and collapsed into it, her face of anger now one of sadness as she cried…nothing this bad had ever happened before…


By late afternoon, she found herself cooking the dinner that she should have cooked already by now. She stirred the rice deep in thought when the door opened and little Goten came in.

"Hi momma!" he greeted with a small smile as he walked up to her. She looked down at the small boy and gave him a small smile in return.

"Hey sweetie. Where have you been?" she asked quite calmly.

"Gohan took me to see the dinosaurs! And there was one bigger than the house!" he exaggerated with a big grin.

"Wow, he must have been big"

"He was!"

"Where's your brother?" she asked bluntly.

"He's coming now! How long till dinner mommy I'm so hungry!" he whined. She laughed lightly at him and ruffled his hair.

"Not too long" she answered him.


Gohan walked around the side of the house where he saw the family car. He walked closer and realised his father was sat in it. He swallowed and walked further, and opened the passenger side door at the front and got in.

He sat quietly for a while, not quite sure what to say to his quiet father. He briefly looked at him, shocked by what he saw.

There were dark lines running down the side of his face, ending just at his chin…Had his dad been crying? He also noticed the faint red mark across his cheek.

Goku didn't batter an eyelid as he sat there. He just stared ahead of him…not really thinking about anything.

"Dad" Gohan whispered.

"Yeah" Goku whispered back. Gohan was glad he was at least willing to talk.

"Are you okay?" he questioned gently, peering over at his tired looking father.

"Yeah…I'm okay" Goku mumbled, his facial expressions never changing, his eyes never blinking. Gohan guessed it went pretty bad…well; more than bad since his father was so distraught about it…Gohan nodded to himself and mumbled an "Okay" thinking it was better to drop the conversation there before getting back out of the car. Before he closed the door he looked back in at his dad.

"If you need me, I'll be in my room" he quietly said" Goku made an effort and smiled up at him lightly.

"Yeah, thanks son" he whispered. Gohan smiled a little and shut the door before walking back into the house. Goku let out a frustrated sigh and leant his face in his hands, rubbing his eyes in tiredness and irritation. He really didn't know what to do now.


After washing up the dishes from dinner Chichi made her way into the living area and plonked herself down on the sofa. Goku hadn't come in for dinner…that was definitely odd of him. But why should she care? He was the one in the wrong, shouting at her like that and embarrassing her! He knew from the past that she had never liked showing her affection…her love in the public eye…she never had…


Back at Kame housethe food had mostly been eaten and the music had been turned down as most of the gang just sat around, bored…and quite shocked.

"I wonder how Goku and Chichi are" Yamcha wondered, taking a sip out of his beer can.

"Yeah, what on Earth happened earlier? They seemed perfectly fine when they got here" Bulma said.

"I dunno...Goku and her were a bit upset about something…well, Goku was anyway"

"Was that was he was talking to you guys about?"

"Yeah" Krillin added in.

"Then, why? What was wrong?"

"Well, they've kind of had a big disagreement in their marriage about something. And well, Goku doesn't like the fact that Chichi doesn't like it and-"

"Wait! What do you mean? What don't they agree on?" Bulma asked.

"Well…okay, Chichi doesn't like public affection, where as Goku doesn't have a problem with it and well, Goku gets hurt and upset when she like flinches away from him and that kind of stuff"

"Oh…" Bulma trailed off…


Nightfall had come and the sounds of the crickets in the darkness began. Goku still sat in the driver's seat of the car, still unsure of what to do now. Should he go back in and apologise and let the whole thing go? After all, he didn't want to argue about it anymore did he? Or should he just go in, grab some clean clothes and leave?

He sighed and got out of the car. After slamming it shut he walked around and into his home where he opened the door, nearly standing on two pictures in frames that lay there. He quietly closed the door and picked them up, his face softening at the sight of them. The one was a picture of Gohan with Goten as a baby.

"Gosh…Gohan was only a child then…" he told himself. He peered down at the other and sighed…it was an old picture of Chichi and him way before Gohan was born. They looked so young and innocent…and he betted they didn't have a clue how hard their lives were gonna be after that. So many battles and so many deaths for him, and unending misery for her.

He frowned to himself as he hung them back up on the hooks before him. Their relationship was never perfect and was never going to be perfect…but that didn't mean it wouldn't work. Hell, it had been working for years! But no relationship was perfect he guessed. He decided to go upstairs and grab some clothes and then bunk downstairs for the night…that way; he wouldn't have to put up with the arguing he knew would come again.

He opened their bedroom door and glanced in; noticing the bathroom door was shut and the light was in there from the gap at the bottom. He was glad of that and eagerly walked over to his drawers and grasped a pair of boxers and a t-shirt. He kicked off his trainers and quickly undressed, and just as quickly re-dressed. Just as he was about to pull his t-shirt on, Chichi walked in.

She only wore a towel around her, a small one keeping her wet hair up in place. She didn't say anything as she entered the room and sat at her vanity. Goku just swiftly dumped his other clothes in the laundry basket, grasped his pillow and headed downstairs. All Chichi could do when he left was hold back the threatening tears.