Hey guys, thanks so much for the all the likes, comments and follows! I mainly decided to take on fanfiction after falling absolutely in love with Broly and Cheelai. Since they're so new there's not many fanfics of them out there just yet, so I figured I'd take a crack out of making my own. Hope I'm doing ok so far! Anyway, I was hoping for some feedback on how to deal with Goku/Kakarot. I kinda went back and forth on this chapter calling him both names and I'm just not happy with how it turned out. Also, keep an eye out for an Easter egg from DBS, hint: Episode 60. Lol Anyway, here's Chapter 3, enjoy!

Chapter 3

-Last time-

"Lemo said I should ask you how you feel about me" He blurted out. His eyes widening at his own forwardness, he was beginning to miss the days when he didn't understand embarrassment.

Cheelai's heart felt like it would shoot out of her mouth any minute now. She took a quick glance at Lemo who shrugged in response, and swallowing the lump that was beginning to form in her throat she slowly turned back to Broly.

"Well…"

"Broly…I…I mean you…I…" "YO!" "AHHH" Cheelai screamed at the sudden materialization of that Saiyan Kakarot right beside her.

On pure reflex Broly pulled on the hand he was already holding and crushed Cheelai's small body against his, wrapping a protective arm around her and shifting her away from their unexpected visitor.

She muffled a grunt against his chest, her lips accidentally gracing across his bare skin, making her and Broly freeze at the contact.

Looking down at the top of her head, he released her with an apology. Cheelai wasted no time, turning and lashing out at the new saiyan, if only to distract herself from what had occurred.

"Jeez! Do you have to just appear out of nowhere like a damn ghost!" She yelled, her arms crossing over her chest, her back straight and stiff, still very aware of Broly's proximity right behind her, so close, his body heat seemed to be engulfing her in.

The saiyan raised his hands with an apologetic smile. "Sorry!" Looking past her, Goku turned to his new training partner.

"Hey there Broly! Just thought I'd stop by to drop off some more supplies and for a quick spar, what do you say?"

Broly frowned at Kakarot in annoyance. Actually, he was angry…really angry. The saiyan's appearance could not have come at a worst time.

His hands balled into fists as he watched Kakarot deliver a small container full of capsules to Lemo who happily accepted.

"I thank you, but now is not a good time to spar" Goku frowned. "Aw come on, I was only able to get away from Chichi for about an hour! Who knows when I'll be able to come back here! Please Broly!" The Saiyan pleaded.

"Who is Chichi, does she keep you captive?" Broly asked confused, his anger dwindling.

"What? No, Chichi is my wife, see I'm supposed to be planting crops right now, but I was getting so bored! so I decided to take break, plus Bulma has been nagging me about dropping off the supplies, but I can't be gone for too long or Chichi's gonna get really mad, so come on Broly! Just a quick spar before I go?"

Broly tilted his head, ignoring Goku's pleads. "What is a wife?" He pressed on, the new word catching his interest.

"Huh? Oh, you know, a wife, a girl you marry and have kids with, they tend to yell a lot but they also feed you good food!"

A flash memory of Cheelai introducing him to those yummy bars of food ran through his head making his eyes drift to her.

She had quietly moved over to join Lemo in going through the labels on the capsules. "Tell me more"

Goku crossed his arms, his eyes looking up at the cave's ceiling trying to think of what else to say on the subject.

"Um, I don't really know what else to say…hey maybe Vegita can tell you more about it, he spends more time with Bulma than I do with Chichi, she's his wife you know, but he's lucky, Bulma doesn't mind when he trains, she even makes him all kinds of cool gadgets to train with!, and get this! They even kiss!"

Cheelai choked on her own spit before coughing and catching her breath. She'd been attentively listening to the saiyan's conversation with ever growing interest.

"What is a kiss?" She heard Broly ask. "Oh it's this gross thing where you put your mouth" "Hey! Kissing's not gross! Don't go teaching Broly stupid stuff! Seriously! How are you even married?!"

Cheelai jumped in before she could stop herself, she just couldn't let Broly think something so absurd. Goku scratched his head with a chuckle. "That's funny, Vegita said the same thing, I don't get it"

Cheelai gave Goku a blank stare before turning to Broly. She motioned for him to come closer, her cheeks heating up and her heart beating loudly.

Broly approached with interest and bent down, his excitement growing by the second. 'It's now or never!' Thought Cheelai.

When he was close enough to reach, she jumped to her tip toes and gave the giant saiyan a quick peck on the cheek.

She landed back on her feet and tuned to Goku, doing her best in keeping her voice from cracking. "There! Was that gross?"

"Urg, yeah it is! But you didn't even do it right, your lips are supposed to touch" He replied with disdain, making gaging sounds.

Before she could answer she felt Broly's impossibly large hand brush softly against her cheek, gently turning her head back to him.

His mouth was on hers for the briefest moment. His lips didn't really move, just sort of rested on hers, but they were warm, and surprisingly soft.

He pulled back, keeping a gentle hold on her chin. "Kissing is not gross" He announced, looking deeply into Cheelai's eyes. A whirlpool of emotions swimming in them.

She couldn't stop the silly smile that invaded her face. Moving to grab Broly's hand off her chin, she grasped it in between her hands. "I told you…" She whispered.

They continued gazing into each other's eyes, both sporting shy smiles on their lips and matching flushed cheeks. "You guys are weird, I still think it's gross! But anyway, how about that spar?"

Broly and Cheelai turned to the visiting saiyan with a frown. Both visibly upset at having their small moment interrupted.

Broly let go of Cheelai reluctantly, and moved to shove the saiyan out of the cave. "We will spar now" He grunted at Kakarot, his head lowered to help hide his burning face.

Suddenly a good beating to the man who had halted the best experience he'd ever had sounded pretty good.

Cheelai stood at the entrance of the cave watching the two men fly away, it was becoming routine, Kakarot would show up literally out of thin air, and Broly would lead him to some secluded location on the planet, far enough to not cause damage to their dwelling.

Sometime later Broly would return covered in bruises and gashes, he'd insist he was fine, but Cheelai would make sure Lemo would check on him before his bath.

Each time Broly would boast about how much more control he was gaining, or excitedly describe new techniques he had mastered.

Although annoying, Cheelai couldn't deny the fact that training with Kakarot was a necessity. And thinking back on what he said about how Bulma and Chichi handled the situation, she quickly decided to support the behavior, after all, it was clearly a saiyan thing.

Cheelai broke out of her musings when she felt Lemo approach. He moved to stand next to her with a knowing grin, gazing at the disappearing saiyans in the distance.

"Good plan, I'll teach him the theories, and you can help him put it into practice"

The sound of Cheelai's hand connecting with the back of Lemo's head carried through the cave, but the saiyan's were already too far away to hear it.

-Sometime later-

Earth technology way great, but earth food was even better. Cheelai and Lemo had been keeping themselves busy going through all the new foods Kakarot had brought.

So many different ingredients and even a recipe book to put them all together. But what really sent them into a fit of cheers was the orange capsule which contained a kitchen.

A whole kitchen, with all kinds of materials and machines to aid them in their culinary endeavors. "No more camp fires for us Lemo!" Cheelai announced in excitement.

The older man grinned back as he continued chopping the various vegetables before him. Him and Cheelai had taken a quick look at the recipe book and decided to try to put together a stir fry, simple, but very tasty looking and just in time for a late dinner.

Broly would be getting back any moment now and she wanted to surprise him. "So…you and Broly?" Cheelai stiffened at the question, almost dropping the spices she was adding to the unknown meat that had been provided.

"What about it?" She answered, a little too defensive. "Oh nothing, just want to make sure you're ok…and he's ok, we're all family now after all…just trying to keep the peace"

"It's weird…isn't it?...I mean…I shouldn't…" Lemo passed her the chopped vegetables and moved to get started on the side dishes.

"Oh I'm not saying that, you're both consenting adults, you're friends, you're young, and you've already made it through a life and death ordeal, it's only natural you two would develop some strong feelings" He explained.

"Right…does he…does he talk about me?". She shyly questioned while adding the vegetables to the mixture, making sure the sauces were evenly distributed throughout the pot.

"I'm gonna tell you what I told him, ask him how he feels, I'm old enough to know that going through life wondering what if is a waste, honesty is always the best policy"

Cheelai smiled softly. "Yeah…you're a good friend Lemo" The older man gave her a thumbs up. "Years of experience girly!". They shared a laugh, both enjoying the company and basking in the delicious smell quickly filling the cave.

-With Broly-

Both Saiyans landed on their feet, powering down and breathing heavily. "That was great! You kept your cool the whole time! You seem so much more focused Broly and you catch up so quick!" Goku praised.

Broly nodded. "Kakarot…you said Vegita could tell me more about what a wife is" Goku blinked, still not understanding why Broly would be interested in this particular information.

"Uh yeah I guess, hey I know! Bulma is putting together this big party for Bula's birthday! That's Vegita's daughter! It's not for another two weeks, but I'm sure you guys are invited! You can talk to Vegita then!, oh and then you'll get to see Earth and eat all kinds of great food!"

Broly thought for a moment. Earth was the home of the only other saiyans he knew of. That woman Bulma was there too.

He was grateful to her, although he had no problem surviving in Vampa, he knew the transition had been hard on his two companions.

All the provisions she had been supplying them with really improved their quality of life. It was only proper for him to express his gratitude in person. And of course, the mention of good food always spiked his interest.

"That sounds…fun" He replied, still a little unsure he was using the word correctly. Cheelai always used it. Fun was a good thing, he thought.

"Great! Well, gotta go! Chichi's probably looking for me! I'll come get you guys in two weeks, Bye!" Bringing two digits to his forehead, he quickly vanished.

Broly took to the sky back towards his friends. His stomach already making sounds of protest and demanding food. In the flight back he began replaying what happened in the cave.

Everything had been on impulse, he began to worry if Cheelai was angry at his forwardness. He really had to work on remembering to ask if it was ok to touch her before doing so.

But then again, she had initiated the contact, and she didn't seem to mind. Her lips had felt so warm on his cheek. And when Kakarot mentioned the correct way to kiss was to touch their lips together instead, he had acted quickly without a second thought.

Her skin was so smooth and warm and so delicately soft, and the color of it was a perfect match to Bah's fur, which gave him a feeling of fondness. It was hard to keep his hands away.

The feeling of smooth softness had always brought him comfort, in fact, that was one of the reasons he insisted on carrying Bah's ear around his waist.

Anytime he felt agitated, or on the verge of an emotional break down, the soothing softness of the fur under his fingertips would anchor him back to reality.

The feel of Cheelai had a similar effect but in a much more effective and immediate way. He was sure now that if he were to ever loose full control again, the touch of Cheelai's lips would be enough to bring him back from the brink of madness.

Broly sped up the last few miles, eager to reunite with his friends, and specially Cheelai. They still had to finish their conversation, and after her willingness in initiating a kiss, he was less afraid of rejection.

Finally approaching the cave, he landed softly, his eyes almost rolling back at the magnificent aroma coming from their dwelling.

"Hey Broly! Just in time! Go take a bath and dinner should be done by the time you're done!" Cheelai yelled over her shoulder, doing her best to act as normal as possible, despite the turbulence of butterflies swirling in her stomach.

By the sound of the closing door of the small compound she knew Broly was following her instructions.

She was glad he had taken to civilized grooming habits without any pushback. She was sure the first bath he'd ever had was back in Frieza's ship.

"Go check on him will you, make sure he's not too hurt from the fight?" She asked Lemo while taking over the handle of the pan he was moving over the stove.

Lemo nodded and headed off to retrieve the first aid kit, no sense in arguing, after all, it had become routine.

Coming to the bathroom door he knocked firmly. "Come in" He heard Broly on the other side. "Hey big guy, need any stitches?" "I am fine Lemo, did Cheelai send you in again?" He asked.

"Always, listen, I know it's not necessary, but she worries about you" Broly nodded with a smile.

"I don't mind, it makes me feel warm, in here" He motioned to his chest.

Lemo smiled back, while turning to leave Broly to his bath. "That's the love my friend, embrace it" He said while closing the door. Leaving Broly to his raging thoughts and fluttering heart.

-Later-

Broly set his empty plate down next to him with a satisfied sigh. Technology, and Earth food were the best combination.

Lemo and Cheelai had managed to put together the best dinner he'd ever had, and the miraculous technology from Earth helped make it into an all you could eat amount.

He had been taken aback when he sat down for dinner, and was presented with the best looking and best tasting food ever.

But he had become static when with a single push of a button, the food had reemerged on his freshly cleaned plate.

After that, he lost count of how many times he pushed that button. Both Lemo and Cheelai had long ago eaten their fill before Broly was even half way done.

Lemo was now cleaning the kitchen and prepping it for tomorrow's new and exciting meal, and Cheelai had fallen asleep on what looked like a giant pillow, a new addition to their collection of handy Earth things.

She had curled up in the middle of it, sinking into the plushness slightly. "Why don't you carry her to bed Broly? If she stays in that thing all night she'll be sore in the morning" Lemo suggested.

Broly looked over where Cheelai laid, his heart raising at the adorable sight she made. He had never held her before, not really, and for some reason the fact that she would be asleep during the first time bothered him.

"Maybe I should wake her…" He began. "Nah, let the girl sleep, we've had a busy day and she's been yawning for hours, go on take her, if she makes a fuss tell her I told you to"

"Alright…and thank you for the food" "No problem, although Cheelai did most of the work, but I did help" Lemo answered.

With a nod Broly leaned over Cheelai's small body, and very carefully picked her up, gently scooping her in his arms. She was so light it made him fearful he might crush her by accident.

Cheelai instinctively turned towards the new source of warms and nuzzled her face closer, a happy sign escaping her lips in the process.

Broly stiffened at the action, but did his best to focus on the task at hand. He carried her through the short corridor leading to her room and used his foot to nudge the door open.

He found her bed and set her down on it, making sure to pull the covers over her so she would stay warm. He remembered she had complained about the cold temperature of the planet in the past.

Looking down at her in awe, Broly took the time to study her features. He never really got to look at her very well.

Every time he tried, he would get caught staring from a distance and would hastily look away in embarrassment or pretend he had been looking at something else near her.

Cheelai never said anything but once or twice he would catch the slightest hint of color on her cheeks, he figured he made her feel uncomfortable and so he tried not to look at her too much.

A soft sigh caught his attention, and he couldn't help the smile that graced his lips. She was so beautiful, her skin so perfect, not a single blemish or scar, so opposite from his.

And the sounds she made were so deliciously soothing and endearing. Before he realized what he was doing, he found his hand on her short silky locks.

He let his knuckles softly brush down her temple and over her cheek. She felt so good to him, so smooth and soft.

He became so enthralled by the feel of her, he almost bit his tongue when Cheelai stirred awake, propping herself up and rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

Broly pulled back so fast he fell back from his previous kneeling position by her bed. Quickly composing himself he was glad Cheelai didn't seem to notice, she was still fighting to regain full consciousness.

"Broly?" Her soft voice called out in the darkness of the room. "Lemo said to bring you to bed" He responded, scooting closer to her.

"Thank you, I don't even remember falling asleep, I was so warm back there after eating, h-how did you like dinner?" She asked while adjusting the covers around her.

"It was delicious, I'm grateful" She giggled at his timid response. "I thought I told you, you didn't have to be so formal" She finished with a slight shiver.

"Are you cold?" Broly asked becoming concerned. Cheelai nodded. "Bed's always cold when you first climb in, or maybe I'm just always cold" Moving to take a hold of one of her hands, he noted with worry that it was rather cold.

Cheelai took the opportunity and pulled her hand back along with his. She brought the back of his hand to the side of her face, rubbing her cheek against the warmth of his skin.

"But you're always so warm Broly, like a space heater". Broly sat in silence, trying to slow down the frantic beating of his heart. He swallowed twice, and cleared his throat.

"I could help keep you warm…" He offered, not daring to look her in the eyes. His heart sank at the lack of response as the seconds ran by, but then, motion caught his sight making him look up.

Still holding onto his hand, Cheelai scooted back to make room and raised the edge of the blanket in a silent invitation.

Broly climb in, glad that although the space was tight, the bed was big enough for him and Cheelai to both lay on.

As soon as he settled down, Cheelai sealed her body against his. The coldness of her bare feet and hands sending shivers down his spine, but the proximity of her body also sent warmth to other places.

"Hmn so warm" She sighed against his bare chest, soaking in the heat and moaning softly in delight. She then turned, molding her small back to his front and bringing one giant arm over her body to cuddle with.

"Are you comfortable?" She asked softly, sleep already threatening to take her away. Her eyes drifted shut after hearing the breathy yes reply Broly gave her and with a soft good night she was out.

Broly laid there wide eyed, his body practically vibrating with the sensory overload that had bombarded him.

His lower half had come to life at the brush of Cheelai's body, but he dared not move while she adjusted herself.

From his position, he couldn't see her face, but judging from her even breathing and steady heartbeat, he knew she was out cold.

Leaving him along to deal with his swirling emotions and burning throbbing between his legs. Her perfectly round bottom had molded to his growing problem, and the slightest movement would make his toes curly and lower stomach clench.

Catching his breath, he willed his body to calm down, and closing his eyes he did his best to clear his mind in order to allow sleep to take him.

After some time of trying and failing to relax, he tightened his arm around Cheelai's sleeping form, cursing at his lack of thinking. His intentions had been innocent and meant to help.

He really did just want to keep Cheelai warm, he didn't expect the task would become one of the biggest challenges he had ever faced.

TBC

Author's note: Leaving this to a vote, should I continue with the morning after, or move along the time line so it's closer to Bula's birthday party? Let me know in the comments! Thanks all for the support!