:D Woo, second to the last chapter! This shouldn't have taken as long as it did, but I got sidetracked with school and work. ;_; Goku and Chi-Chi have officially taken over my life! ;D But I'm not complaining ...
Thanks goes out to all of those who read, reviewed, alerted and added this to their favorites. You wanted romantic! Hopefully this is sweet enough!
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Super Saiyan 3
Chi-Chi prided herself on being married to Goku. Not because he was the most powerful being in the universe or the Earth's hero, but because of the simple fact that he was her husband. He was everything she imagined (and wanted) in a man: reliable, handsome, loving, and honest. He was naive and maintained a level of innocence and purity of heart, mind, body, and soul that was a rare find; a diamond in the rough. He was selfless, always thinking of others and never himself, and on the off chance that he did commit a selfish act, he deserved it.
He was like a child, but at the same time, he had the heart of a man. Of course, even a person like Goku had flaws. No one was perfect, but to Chi-Chi most of his faults didn't matter. It didn't matter that he was not of this world - that he was an alien from another planet. It didn't matter that creatures from the far distances of the universe were always after his life and as Goten liked to say: 'they didn't know how to take a loss'.
All that mattered was that she loved him with all of her heart and then some, and the same was true for him toward her.
However, that didn't mean that she liked his transformations; especially the newly discovered one ...
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Chi-Chi hummed quietly to herself, her hands buried wrist deep in the soapy water that filled the sink. It was hard to believe that Goten was already ten-years-old. He had barely grown in size, much like how Goku didn't hit his growth spurt until he was a teenager. But that didn't mean that his food portions didn't increase. He ate almost as much as his father did, and that spoke volumes seeing as how her husband ate just about as much as six Tyrannosaurs during feeding time. It was grueling, and a hell of a lot more work on her. Her eyes trailed to the large stack of plates that decorated the kitchen counter and she found herself releasing a sigh.
Despite the fact that she had fell into the traditional housewife role and that she gladly took up the amount of household chores she had to do, washing dishes would always be one thing she hated doing. She would rather sweep, dust, or even fold the laundry than wash dishes. It was somewhat of a disappointment when she found out that the only things her family could do were eat, sleep, and work; work being the most rare of the three. Gohan was out with his fiancee Videl on a double-date with some of his old friends from school, and Goten, thankfully, was with Trunks over at Bulma's. Only the gods knew where Goku was, the Saiyan was gone with the wind.
For once, she would appreciate it if he informed her where he was going; just once. Even after all that had happened, even after ridding the universe of evil, he still behaved like a child.
"I guess that's just in his nature," she muttered to herself, stacking a clean plate in the freshly washed tower of them. "Still ... it'd be nice if he spent a little more time with me. You'd think I'd be used to it by now ..."
As if Kami himself answered her prayers, a pair of muscle-toned arms wrapped around Chi-Chi's waist, startling her from her task. She immediately relished in the feeling, a smile settling on her face as she leaned back.
"Oh Goku," she mumbled with a laugh, her husband's head settling into the crook of her neck.
"Hey," was all he said, his voice a lot deeper, rougher than usual, catching Chi-Chi by surprise.
When had his voice changed? It was significantly lower than usual, not an inch of his normally child-like pitch noticeable in his tone. As her eyes trailed down to the arms framing her waist, she noticed his muscles were thicker than usual and wrapped in an eerie shade of gold. She caught herself before she could erupt in a clatter of shouts and screams. He knew she didn't like him gallivanting around the house as a Super Saiyan simply because he had a penchant for destroying whatever he touched. She decided to let it slide this time. Maybe he's just trying to be romantic, Chi-Chi thought as the tip of his blonde fringe fell across her shoulder and tickled her neck.
"Trying to be romantic?" she slyly asked.
She felt him rumble against her in amusement, his calloused voice radiating throughout the room. He didn't give her an answer, and she found herself smiling again whilst she wiped her wet hands on her apron. Slowly, Chi-Chi began to turn around, preparing herself to assault her husband with a barrage of kisses. With her hands grabbing a hold of Goku's forearms, Chi-Chi spun around to face him, a soft grin spreading across her lips.
However, it faded as quickly as it had come. Her eyes carefully trailed up to her husband's face, her eyes widening, her bottom lip caught in between her teeth. Goku; what the hell happened to his face!
He merely stared at his wife, his emerald eyes knitted together in bewilderment, before he leaned in for a kiss.
She screamed, immediately placing her hands over his mouth before he could get any closer, turning her face away from his with shut eyes.
Muffled talk erupted from his lips, and Chi-Chi fought down the urge to giggle as his lips shuffled against the palm of her hands. She refused to kiss him ... not while he looked like that! His eyebrows, she noticed apprehensively, were missing and in its place was a very prominent, very large, very bulging brow bridge. His unusual golden locks were ten times longer than before and stuck out in sharp points as it fell past his waist, the bang that tickled her neck brushing past his left eye. All in all, Goku didn't even look remotely like Goku.
He looked like a caveman! And his ripped and tattered gi wasn't exactly helping disprove that notion either.
She shoved him, albeit not roughly, and backed up against the counter as she bit back another scream, her hands flying to the counter.
"Goku ... is that you!" she bellowed, unable to keep her voice down.
Her husband fixed her with a befuddled look, his head tilting to the side. "Of course it's me, Chi-Chi," he responded with a chuckle, his deep voice startling her. "Can't imagine it being anyone else."
"But you look," she gulped, her eyes fixed on his face. "You look different. What ... happened to you? To your face? It's not normal!"
Goku laughed, taking a step forward, but when he noticed that Chi-Chi sunk deeper into the counter, her back pressed into the ridge of the slab, he moved a foot back, his ultramarine eyes flashing with confusion.
"I forgot you never saw this form of me," he said, crossing his arms with a twisted lip. "Guess you were still unconscious during the time. This," he said gesturing to himself with a grin, "is my Super Saiyan 3 form."
"There's a Super Saiyan 3 now!" she yelped, interrupting her husband, her fists curling at her sides as she remained in her spot in front of the kitchen sink. "Don't tell me you're gonna parade around the house like that!"
Blinking in his normally childish way, Goku asked, "Why? Something wrong?"
"Goku ... of course there's something wrong! For starters, what happened to your eyebrows! And your hair ... it's longer than mine! And your voice ... it's not normal!"
Goku observed his wife, her body practically shaking like a leaf as she remained pressed up against the edge of the kitchen sink. Certainly this form wasn't that scary, was it? He supposed that he couldn't exactly blame her if she was startled, even though apart of him wished that she wasn't. He was the same carefree warrior inside and out. The only difference was, his hair was longer, his eyebrows were gone, and his voice was deeper. He'd certainly never do anything to hurt her, intentional or not, so what exactly was the deal?
"Chi-Chi," Goku said slowly, carefully. "You're not ... afraid of me, are you?"
"Of course not!" she immediately blurted, her eyebrows drawn together in a frown. She was offended that he even asked!
Black met teal, and she drew into herself.
The look that he was giving her, it was as if he were reading her like an open book.
The truth of the matter was, she wasn't afraid of him. Not in the least bit. The transformation had only caught her off guard, and she reacted the only way she knew how when faced with abnormalities such as this. She hadn't meant to shove him, and she certainly hadn't meant to back into the kitchen counter like a frightened rabbit, but she couldn't help herself. There was more to that transformation than his obvious outer changes went. Each form that she had ever been graced with had affected her in some way, shape, or form, both good and bad. So for her to learn that he could become something more than a dreaded Super Saiyan 1 and 2 shocked her, but most of all, it scared her.
Again, she wasn't in the least bit afraid of him. No; she was afraid of what he would become. From the moment she had seen his Super Saiyan transformation from all of those years ago, she had known that a price was paid for it. Anger clouded him when he first became a Super Saiyan, and they were separated from one another for more than a year because of it (as well as from other circumstances). Death had overcome him when he became a Super Saiyan 2, leaving herself, Gohan and Goten alone whilst he stayed in Otherworld for the betterment of not only his keepsake, but the world as well. And now came Super Saiyan 3, and it frightened her at what could possibly happen next due to it.
Chi-Chi was so lost in her thoughts that she had failed to notice that her husband was directly in front of her, his hands limp at his side. She refused to look up, her eyes trained on his worn and tattered orange gi. She could tell that he had been training as there were an array of scrapes and bruises spotting across his body, but it was nothing serious.
"Chi-Chi," Goku whispered warmly, his hand trailing slowly to her hair. "You ... wore your hair down today," he muttered more so to himself than to her, his large hands twisting one of her ebony locks.
Indeed she did wear it down. She had been opting for something new; she was tired of wearing it in a bun all of the time, even if it was the most convenient style for her. Having her hair whipping in her face wasn't exactly something she wanted if she was going to be running after Goten all the time. It had grown considerably longer than what it used to be, falling to her mid-back in a pool of charcoal. She remained as still as possible, her body frozen as Goku continued to play with her hair, until he grabbed her by the back of her head and pulled it gently towards chin.
Pink flushed across her cheeks like a gentle tidal wave brushing a sandy shore; she could feel her husband's breath waft against her ear, causing her heart to beat at a rapid pace.
Goku shut his eyes, practically cradling his wife against his massive build. After years and years of being married to her, he was able to read her like the palm of his hand. He had caught the fearful look in her eyes, the way she adverted her gaze as if she were looking for a means to escape. He had even picked up on her thoughts, his ability to read minds still as powerful as ever. That had been the whole reason he grabbed her by the head in the first place as he knew that she wouldn't outright tell him what she was thinking. And to hear her thoughts, to see what he had put her through and know what she had felt and was feeling ... he couldn't explain the feeling.
"You know I would never hurt you, right?" he asked her lowly, his deep voice soft.
Chi-Chi gasped, her eyes stinging as she blinked back tears, her body tensing. She didn't say anything, leaning her head further into his chin.
He pressed her body against his, one hand still cradling her head, the other rested across her back. He placed a gentle kiss against her temple and buried his face into her neck. "I'm sorry, Chi-Chi."
"For what, Goku?" she shuddered into his chest.
"For everything. For not being there, for becoming a Super Saiyan, for not being a better husband, a better father, a better provider, not getting a job, abandoning you and the boys, eating all the food, training all the time, not having an education ..."
Tears slipped past her cheeks silently, soaking the glowing yellow of his orange gi, as she listened to him go through a torrent of things. She could hear the regret and guilt in voice and it hit her hard.
"Sorry for looking like a caveman, and not having any eyebrows and having longer hair than yours," he continued.
Chi-Chi couldn't resist the laugh that bubbled from her lips. "It's okay," she said through her tears.
It's okay.
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So, I can guarantee that this isn't what you guys expected. It has come to my attention that Chi-Chi had never seen her husband as a Super Saiyan 3, so her reaction to it took a turn from what I had planned. I wanted to add a crap load of humor to this, believe me, and I had rewritten this chapter like five times and it just wasn't coming out like I thought it would. Apologies goes out for taking so long - the internet was off, I came down with a sickness, and school and work has taken its toll on me.
As far as his powers go concerning Super Saiyan 3 and destroying the house and what not, picture him training as a Super Saiyan 3 like he did when he trained Gohan in the Cell Saga. He isn't as destructive as he should be. Again, sorry about taking so long, and I hope you enjoyed this chapter, even though it wasn't as humorously humorous as you all had hoped.
Anonymous Reviewers:
ilovegcc - Forget being Master Roshi! I wanna be Chi-Chi! Haha! I thought about making Chi-Chi whip out the frying pan, but I changed my mind. Lol. Goku was already scared of her as it is from her yelling at him about breaking the dishes and what not. And I know right! Poor Piccolo. Seriously, having acute hearing is totally not an ability that I'd like to have. The walls in my house are already thin as it is, so imagine being able to hear everything that goes on in the house. No thank you! Thank you for reading and reviewing each chapter. :D
lovers45 - O.O All I can say is, I'm jealous of Chi-Chi as well. And I absolutely adore his Super Saiyan Four the most of them all. It's all in the attitude. Lol, thank you for reading and reviewing!
kidgoku - LOL! I hope you get a good reaction out of this. This was suppose to be a funny story, but it just wasn't coming out right, and you're right; Goku is ugly in his SS3 form, but still, you gotta love him. Lol. Thanks for reading and reviewing.
Mei-chan - Thank you, thank you, thank you! :D I hope you continue to read and review more in the future.
SS4Fan - You're absolutely right. His attitude as a Super Saiyan 3 and 4 are awesome, because he's still this awesome warrior, but at the same time, we get this 'I'm not shitting around' attitude with him. Sorry about the language, but it's the only way I can think of to sum up his demeanor. Lol. I seriously had an SS3 humor story going for a moment, but it didn't sit right with me, so I ended up chucking it. Maybe in the near future, I'll try my hand at more SS3/SS4 stories. It sounds like a good premise. Thanks for reading and reviewing, and sorry for taking so long to come out with this chapter.
Ghostkid33 - :O Hope you're not disappointed with the lack of humor in this chapter. I was aiming strictly for romance, but there should be a hint of humor in this as well. Thanks for reading and reviewing!
I can't apologize enough for the lack of humor in this chapter. D: And I'm sorry I made all of you wait so long! This story is coming to a close as the most controversial of the transformations will be appearing in the next chapter. Despite any qualms people may have with GT, I hope it doesn't stop any of you from reading it. Stay tuned for the next and final installment - Super Saiyan 4. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed!
Edit: All errors have been completed - 3/5/2012
