Pushing To Hard
Goku laid back in his bed. Looking at his forearm in front of himself as the morning light shined through the window. His wife's head lay across his chest as she snored softly and contently against him. His hand clenched and he watched the line of his muscles flex and curl underneath his arm, while anyone could look at him and consider him to still be in amazing physical condition, he knew the truth.
He had slowly begun losing his strength, so much he hadn't caught on until a few days ago. It was a harsh realization that he had gotten so much weaker as his trip to the mall had begun to show where his once snug tight fighting clothes now were loose. He sighed in his mind as he unrolled his fingers from his fist.
This wasn't acceptable even for him, and he knew for certain his son would be in the same boat as him. With it being several months since Cell's death, it was now time to get into a regular training regimen. He had sensed the lax mindset that had set over earth since then, even for a normally spiked and enraged saiyan prince was incredibly calm.
The last few months had been such a relief and pleasant break from everything. His mind needed time to just rest and reset as the idea of a steady peace had been so far gone for the last five years. A world that needed saving, a friend needing help, a new foe to challenge and fight it was not there.
However, there was only one way to make sure that this world and way of life continued: he had to get stronger again.
… and he would need his best rival in order to do it.
He slipped away from his wife setting her head on the pillow he had been using before covering her up in the sheets. His fluid movement so well practiced she barely stirred as he sat on the edge of his bed and picked up some of his old training clothes.
Goku smirked at how much he had never really thought about Bulma and Vegeta. Mirai had said it was a passion thing, but he had caught the glances of both of them, they were attracted to each other but it was beyond the physical. The prince was rough, crass, and unyielding in his goals. Much like her, if they had a goal they would reach it no matter the cost, evidence of both their trials that he had seen was true.
Though how Bulma whom he had always seen as his big sister was truly in love with Vegeta was strange, but also the fact the saiyan prince actually wanted more than what he had seen during the time with the androids.
Goku had believed that maybe it had been a passing fling by the way he interpreted what the other Trunks had said but no, Vegeta stayed, he went in a rage after seeing his son fall and remained by Bulma's side even if he didn't outwardly show affection.
As he laced up his boots and walked towards his son's room he wondered that if his best friend and rival could be something more than just people who had a kid together. Bulma deserved so much more than what she got from Vegeta but would he be sticking his nose into something and make it worse because truthfully only she knew how to handle the saiyan prince better than him.
Opening the door, he caught sight of his son waking up his eyes popping open as he saw his dad in training clothes and a huge grin on his face. The younger saiyan needed no words and both had quickly flashed over towards where a certain Prince needed a good training session.
A note left on the door of Gohan's room stated: Went Training, Be back tonight! Love you Chi! Love you Mom
[***]
Vegeta wasn't in a pleasant mood, unknowingly feeling similar to his rival in how he had become so lax and weakened without serious training.
This wasn't helped as he stepped outside and sniffed the air where he caught the smell of another man and Bulma. It was too pitiful to be scar-face but as he looked down he saw them shaking hands. A taller man wearing a fine suit was smiling and laughing with his… with his what? Scowling he jumped down from his second story.
He surprised the man who flinched slightly but the woman didn't even react. "You know him?" He asked not even giving her a look as his eyes burned into the man's features making the other man feel incredibly uncomfortable.
"Of course I do, I told you I had him coming over for an interview." Bulma said annoyed, but she didn't bother looking at Vegeta and addressed the man in front of him. "It's nice that you could make it today." She smiled, she couldn't lie and say she wasn't a little pleased with just how handsome the man was in front of her, a light cut blonde hair, cleanly shaven, and a well-tailored business suit.
Vegeta felt his anger rising as he watched Bulma's expression at the new male. He didn't like it, his eyes glaring back to the man who laughed.
"It is an honor Ms. Briefs, call me Darion," He said with a brilliant white smile.
"As you wish, Darion," Bulma said smiling. Vegeta seeing the way she was blushing felt his fists grind tighter together. "Please, call me Bulma. Ms. Briefs make me sound like my mother."
"Of course, Bulma."
"Please ignore my friend's mood." Bulma said, giving the saiyan prince a fierce glare. Vegeta scowled exposing his white canines to her response. She looked back towards the other man and gestured for him to follow. "Please come on in, I've been going over what you and your research group have…"
Vegeta was left to himself as he watched her go inside with the newcomer. His hands were clenched and he could hear the gloves groaning from the pressure he was using. He may never have believed it but he felt jealously welling up inside of him. He was so used to being the one receiving pleasant smiles and gestures from the heiress since she had kicked the weakling to the curb but watching her act like that with him made him just get more pissed off.
He didn't know what he wanted with the woman, but one thing was for certain. If he was living in this house with her, then she was off-limits to any other male.
A low growl rumbled up as his aura spiked and flared around him without his knowledge. "If he touches her I'll kill him…" He spoke in a low deadly calm voice.
"Well that would be a bit much don't you think Vegeta?"
Vegeta swung without thinking, he was too enraged to care as his fist was caught by Goku though his rival flared his ki too super-saiyan to make blocking it so much easier.
"The fuck are you doing here Kakarot!" The prince shouted pulling his hand back as he looked at the grinning face looking down at him.
He pointed towards the gravity chamber where Gohan was sitting at the ramp. "Of course if you would rather fight someone far weaker-"
"I am going to crush you and your son for this insult!"
"So is that a yes?"
His lip twitched in agitation as he jumped over Kakarott and in front of Gohan who was already powered up his hidden power already making the prince's already pissed off mood even worse. The three saiyans stepped inside as Vegeta walked up to the control panel as a cruel smirk came over his lips.
"So Vegeta warm up at two hundred sound good?" Goku said smiling as he walked in behind his son who had never really been inside the gravity chamber like his dad and Vegeta had.
The prince knew he hadn't done a serious workout in months apart from the few sessions he did with Trunks every week but on his own he had never pushed himself. For all his work he was now the weakest saiyan who wasn't in diapers. But Kakarot and his spawn had never trained like him. This would be his chance to show them just how strong he was. If he could handle five-hundred times gravity before becoming a super-saiyan then he should be easily handle twice of that. "No Kakarot… everything out the start."
He set the simulator to 1000 times Earth's gravity and hit the engage button.
All three saiayns felt the crushing pressure. The force overwhelmed Vegeta as he collapsed hard on his back, pinned to the floor like a magnet. Transforming to a super-saiyan did little to alleviate the crushing pressure as he could still barely move.
Goku hit his stomach and couldn't even push himself up once as his strength hit the ground. "Dangit," He growled his head shaking as he looked up at the prince sprawled out on his back. "What. Did. You," He managed before his head planted on the ground.
Gohan faired only slightly better as he was on his forearms. He wished he had kept up training as he slowly tried to plant his hand on the ground but he was already beginning to sweat hard.
"Fuck… I'm out of shape!" Vegeta ground through his teeth, he rolled himself to his stomach slowly.
"Vegeta what is it at!" Goku yelled as he pulled himself slowly against the ground towards the control panel.
"A Thousand clown! Why is it too much?" He tried to mock in between his grunts of frustration as he himself knew he had to hit the shut off switch. He watched Gohan slowly drag himself towards the panel, though a snail's pace he was moving more than any of the men in the room.
"Gohan, hit the red button. It's the shutoff." Goku said as he pulled himself a finger length before having to rest.
"I'm… Trying to!" Gohan said as he made his way towards the panel. Vegeta was the closest one at the start but Gohan in a minute had halved that distance as the three men painfully made their way to the panel. Gohan's hair was fully on edge as his blue ki lit all around him. His body knew this could kill him if he didn't shut off the simulator.
Vegeta refusing to let the spawn of Kakarot hit the shut off before him spent several minutes just to reach the base. Gohan arrived a minute later as Goku had barely moved letting his son do the hard part as instant transmission wasn't possible with this gravity.
It took ten minutes for Gohan and Vegeta to reach the top of the panel, Gohan able to brace himself enough as he tried to slide his hand forward but his short size made him half to try and get to his knee's while Vegeta strained still half laying on the ground. Five agonizing minutes later Vegeta's finger pressed the disengage button. The force lifted immediately and he collapsed against the ground, sweat pouring off his body. He was gasping for heavy breaths of air as he could feel his body already straining from just a short session.
"Vegeta… don't overdo it." Goku said still enjoying the feeling of the floor as Gohan fell backwards his power left him as he hit the ground as his hair went to black.
"Don't order me…. Kakarot." He said with heavy gulps of air.
Today was going to be a long day for all three.
[***]
Chi-Chi had decided to travel to see Bulma, not knowing that is where her husband and son were nearly trying to kill themselves. Wanting to pay a moment to her friend as her baby bump had grown a bit as she could feel the outline of new life in her stomach, in addition to all the other womanly joys nausea being the one she had this morning. Goku having slipped away with Gohan to go training and she didn't mind it. It was just a single day what would be the harm in the boys blowing off some steam and letting her have a day off.
She parked her car in the Capsule Corp. driveway and then made her way towards the front door. As she approached she watched the door open up, two individuals where there. One of them Bulma and the other a handsome gentleman, Chi-Chi's interest was already piqued.
"I can't thank you enough for this opportunity, I would love to talk about some of your research," Darion said. Bulma gave him a smile. "If you have time I'd love to talk it over dinner."
"Oh wow," Bulma laughed. "Did you just try to ask me out on a date?"
"I guess I'm a little forward, huh?" He said blushing. "I'm sorry, Bulma. I didn't want you to take that the wrong way."
"Giving up your prince for a business type? I'm surprised Bulma." A sly voice cut in between the two drawing both their attention to a woman in a red button up shirt and light blue jeans hanging loosely around her hips. Her black raven hair hung loosely around her shoulders.
"Oh, my apologies. I didn't mean to step over anyone's feet-"
Bulma shot Chi-Chi a quick glare but looked at the woman grinning at her. While she might be available as Vegeta hadn't given her any reason that he wanted to be with her and the fact she was looking at an amazing man who had a great personality, mind, and smile. It was the person she thought she would be dating.
Although, there was still a part of her that was still deeply infatuated still with a certain stubborn prince. That part of her was not willing to let him go.
"It's alright," She sighed and smiled. "Most people don't," She said glancing at Chi-Chi, "know about it so it's alright."
"He is one lucky man."
Bulma smiled and nodded, although it would be nice if he would actually want to be with her.
Chi-Chi walked past Darion as he left and brought a hand to her friend's back. "Give him time… I know saiyans." She said softly a Bulma looked at her.
"So you're the resident expert on saiyans?" She challenged with a grin.
"Married one, made one, and another in the oven. I would say so." She laughed, a smirk on her lips as her hand rested over her stomach.
"Yours was already trained. Mine still isn't housebroken." She joked as Chi-Chi laughed.
[***]
It was too much for any of them to admit, but they were all terribly out of shape.
Vegeta was on his back gasping for air, Goku was against the wall his body completely limp and Gohan was just on his stomach barely moving.
They were all shaking as they struggled for the last twelve hours. Their muscles were just jello. While used to training for almost days at a time, but with the lull in their training. Vegeta fought as if possessed using this as his chance to get that upper hand against him but it had been a struggle. His technique slow and flawed, lacking that trained and complete perfection that he had achieved prior to his break.
Goku and Gohan were never used to the high gravity even with both of their ascended saiyan strength. They had taken it down to 600 times gravity, Vegeta had refused to go down further and make it seem as if he wasn't capable out of pride and spite. They were all regretting it now. They could barely move, and Gohan felt sick to his stomach.
He growled in his throat, feeling so upset with himself. Had he kept straight training after Cell he could've done it and beaten Kakarot here and now but no he had squandered such needed time.
The only one who moved was Vegeta on sheer willpower alone, he got to his feet, after several failed attempts. His knees were like rubber as he very slowly and carefully, dragged himself out of the gravity room. His body screaming at him every single step. "Show yourself out clown." He said as he got down the ramp. He wouldn't offer any help to them, they were saiyans just like him.
Goku watched as he rolled his head to the side as Vegeta shakily crouch and jump up to his second floor bedroom window, he clipped the railing with his foot and hit the ledge falling flat. A string of curses entered the air as Goku felt a new presence coming up towards him.
"GOKU! Just what did you do to your-!" Chi-Chi yelled, her hands on her hips before breaking to her little boy who hadn't even moved. "Gohan! What's wrong," She said coming over to his side.
Gohan's eyes opened as he looked up to see his mother's brown eyes, the young boy thought the days of being dotted on like a little kid were gone. He was wrong, but right now he didn't mind as his mom pulled him up into her lap. Chi-Chi looking over his bruised and battered form but he was still intact, there were no cuts just obvious bruises and torn clothing.
"I'm… okay… I just can't… move." He said between labored breaths more exhausted than that massive Kamehameha he had used against Cell. He was really out of shape.
Gohan smiled as she hauled him up in her arms, even for being a human she was one of the strongest he'd ever seen she could throw a full adult male outside thirty feet with just her hands. Holding a limp eleven-year-old boy wasn't too much of a chore.
He closed his eyes as she carted him off from the gravity room, he heard his mother muttering some choice words about his dad. The opening of a car door came next as he felt the cool leather connect with his skin as his mother set him inside as if he were a babe.
"Just rest I'll be back with him," Her tone and voice not mentioning who but it was clear she wasn't happy with a certain husband of hers.
Gohan just waited his head felt so heavy he didn't even want to lift it as his arm feel off the side of the backseat and he could feel the leather of the pads where his fingers touched the bottom of the cars floor.
Chi-Chi arrived still furious that Goku and Gohan would be like this. She wanted him to train sure, but the two of them looked dead and as she had seen Vegeta all but collapse upon exiting was evidence enough he had overdone it.
Finally, she reached the gravity chamber and Goku had managed to get on one knee but still struggled to even be able to stand. Shaking her head she walked over without saying a word and pulled him up and put his arm over her shoulder. "Goku, I need you to-" She started, but stopped as Goku laughed his feet barely able to keep himself up on his feet.
"Sorry, I didn't mean," He said but was still breathing heavily making his wife roll her eyes not that he could see. She had him to the car in short order and set him in the front passenger seat. His eyes were half open and he didn't even put up a fight, truly this had to be a first that she had to actually cart him up and away from a fight, even if it was just training.
Chi-Chi closed the door though annoyed it was at least nice to see that Goku wasn't a totally changed man. He still had his spirit in him, although that spirit had left his wife to pick up after him again. His, nearly four-month pregnant wife! She definitely needed to end any sort of behaviors like this before they became a problem.
The last thing she needed was to go into labor with an incapacitated husband and son. Though as she sat down in the car it was clear Goku and Gohan had already given in to exhaustion both of their faces were still as they just slept where they were.
Boys, what can you do? She thought as she looked down at her stomach, "I just hope you are a girl."
[***]
Goku become slowly conscious of his world as he felt something cool press against his forehead. He shifted and tried to move but his body screamed in protest, he gave up without a fight. He groaned from just how sore he actually was, it was almost worse than how he had been after his first battle with Vegeta.
"You're not a prince. And kisses don't seem to wake you up," Chi-Chi's voice said with some humor from above him.
"Hey. Honey." He tried to laugh but even that made him hurt as he kept his eyes closed.
"You really do know how to overdo it, I've had to play nursemaid to the both of you." Chi-Chi grumbled, as she reset the cool washcloth over his head. Goku let out a relieved sigh at the sensation. "A certain blue haired woman informed me that you pushed the gravity simulator too hard. Did Vegeta say that he shouldn't go over 500 with you?"
"Eh?" Goku said surprised.
Chi-Chi sighed. "I'll take that as a no then, because the machine wasn't built to go over 500 from what Bulma told me. No doubt you were just trying to train and go all out but Goku that was totally unsafe. You were training over 800 times gravity that day! I know you are a saiyan but seriously Goku that could've killed both of you!" She scolded. "I'm not going to be a widow, so I forbid you to do that again."
"It's alright. A day of rest will do us some good."
"Yeah right, Goku you've been out for half a week, Gohan is at least able to sit up but that's all he can do."
"Sorry, I didn't know. Vegeta didn't probably know either he was just as bad as we were."
"No more extremes do you understand?" Chi-Chi said frowning as she saw just how beaten up he was from just a bit of training. His fight with Cell both of them were pretty good to go, but they were totally whipped.
"It was fun though." Goku said trying to laugh but he felt the sting of his wife's hand on his thigh and he hissed.
"Fun?" She asked dryly as Goku winced back into a comfortable position.
"Sorry, won't happen again."
"I am pregnant Goku, don't forget that. I don't need any more stress in my life okay?" She sighed as she smoothed her hand up his arm and slowly up to his thick mane of spiky hair.
"I haven't forgotten, no more hard stuff I promise until their born." He relaxed under her fingers as she slowly dragged her nails up through his hair, it made him relax as he tried to fall back to sleep.
"Sweet dreams, and get better I need a driver this weekend." Chi-Chi smiled as she kissed his cheek.
"I'll do my best Chi but a little closer." He teased as his wife laughed and pressed her lips over his.
She could feel his body relax and it left a little smile on her lips as she stood up and walked towards the door to give another checkup of Gohan as she opened the door she cast a glance back towards her husband.
It was nice to have her boys back too normal…
R&R
MB
