*Sorry it took so long to get this chapter out! Thank you for the many reviews I got from the last chapter! Please review after reading this one. I know it's short, but the ending will hopefully make up for it…I hope!

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Please Remember

Chapter 11

"Vageta you cant smoke in here!" Bulma panicked and grabbed the smoking cigarette from his hand and threw it into his glass of water.

"Woman what the hell? I was drinking that and smoking that!"

"This is a smoke free restaurant. Your going to get us kicked out!" She tried to fan the smoke away from the table and hoped no one saw the little incident. By that time she was ready to light one up herself.

"Your telling me that we came to a place that gives us children sized meals and they wont let us enjoy the one thing I crave most after eating? You've got to be kidding me."

"Well I'm enjoying myself." Chichi giggled over to Bulma as she went on to her third glass of wine. "This is the best birfday ever." Chichi swayed in her chair to the soft music the band on the stage played

"Ok Chichi, I think that's enough wine for you this evening." Bulma tried to take Chichi's glass away but couldn't get a hold on the sloshing wine glass quick enough before it leaked a few droplets on Chichi's lap. "Oh no Chichi, you spilled some red wine on your dress! Lets go try and get it out in the ladies room before it stains your pretty dress. I brought my stain remover pen just incase this was to happen." She happily said as she lifted Chichi by the arm. Chichi took another quick sip of wine before Bulma drug her towards the restroom on the other side of the dinning room.

Chichi felt Bulma leave her arm for a minute to go back over to their table, whispering something in Goku's ear before returning back to her. Bulma led Chichi to the ladies and stopped, peeking around the corner to witness Vageta and Goku devouring a cart full of desserts.

"Can you believe those pigs?" Bulma groaned and pushed Chichi into the empty bathroom. Chichi watched as Bulma pulled out her stain removing pen out of her purse and attacked the red wine that threatened to stain Chichi's pretty dress. "So Chichi, what are you and Goku planning on doing when you get home?" Bulma giggled as she replaced the cap back on the pen.

Chichi blushed and went over to wash her hands.

"It better be good since he teased me this morning." Chichi said with frustration.

"Like…a good tease?" Bulma asked as she leaned against the sink to look at the expression on Chichi's face.

"All I'm going to say is if he doesn't do something about it soon, I'm going to burst!"

"You know what I would do Chichi? When you get in the car, get his attention and do some of that naughty stuff your always telling me about!"

"Bulma!" Chichi gasped and then flicked some water off of her hands at her friend. They giggled like school girls and reapplied lip gloss to their smiling lips.

"Hey if Vageta ever pulled a stunt like that, he wouldn't know what hit him. I mean come on, it's your birthday! Who said you only get laid once? He should be the one begging, not you!"

"So what would you do Bulma?"

"Simple! You just have your way with him while he's driving. Foreplay while in the car…" Bulma shivered and pressed her lips together to even out the lips gloss. "Just make sure you don't get him to distracted and freaking wreck!"

"I don't know Bulma, maybe I should just wait till we get home."

"Oh Chichi, be a little more dangerous every once and awhile! Besides you can always get him to pull over if things become too…heated if you know what I mean?"

"Ok…" Chichi began as she looked over herself in the mirror. "I'll do it."

"That a girl! Have fun with it!"

"Oh my gosh Bulma, I will have to tell you later about Gohan and his little girlfriend. Me and Goten walked up on them the other day and Gohan had his hand all over that poor girls boobs!"

"Are you serious? You will have to tell me all about it tomorrow!" Bulma gasped and then had a sly smile appear on her lips as they walked out of the ladies room. Bulma peeked around the corner and watched as Vageta kicked away the dessert cart, she laughed slightly and turned back around to Chichi who was looking around at all the elegant decorations in awe. "Come on before they eat this place out of business." Bulma whispered and walked back over to the table.

Chichi watched as Goku about took the table cloth off the table as it stuck to his pants, stammering on like a shy little boy.

"Uh…Chichi? You want to go dance? With me? Over there?" Goku asked unable to make a full sentence. But in the state she was in, she seemed to understand and giggled when he took her hand to lead her to the dance floor where other couples joined together. Goku looked at the other dancers and copied their lead, taking Chichi's shaking hand in his own large paw, and his other arm around her tiny waist. They didn't move very fast, but the music was just right at the speed they were going. Chichi sighed and placed her head on his shoulder, enjoying the warmth that was radiating from her husband. All those layers seemed to be steaming him like a sauna.

"Goku, thank you for the lovely evening. I know you rather be training than being here in this snobby restaurant. But I feel like a princess tonight."

"That's because you are a princess Chi. And I came along to be with you. I know how happy you are when we're together." Goku whispered to his breath taking wife.

"You know, this wine is some potent stuff. I'm glad your driving."

"I am too." He admitted when feeling her dance moves off balance. She was wobbling on her high heels, and he could see her falling from those neck breaking spikes coming from her shoes.

Chichi was so happy to be dancing in her husbands arms. She had to lean against him to keep her balance on those high heels, but he didn't seem to care. Her heart began to beat a little faster when she felt him place both arms around waist and moved her hand behind his neck to join with her other, locking them together behind his head. She inhaled against the tuxes jacket, smelling his manly aroma that lingered in her nose. His hard rock body against Chichi made her want to melt into a puddle on the floor.

They heard an argument coming from their tables direction, only guessing who it could be fighting. "I don't dance, I don't like dancing, and I will not dance with you woman!" A thick failure voice reached their ears, and they just laughed together.

"Your impossible! All I asked was if you wanted to dance. You just had to say yes or no you jerk!" Bulma ranted at the table.

"I wonder if they would notice if we left?" Goku asked, looking at the two who were inches away from each others faces.

"I think they would." Chichi giggled like a little girl into Goku's chest. Her cheeks were blushing when he lowered his hands below her back, and planted a kiss on the top of her head.

"Awe, look at them. They are just so cute together." Bulma said as she leaned with her palms on her cheeks, watching the couple dance intimately. "Why wont you do anything sweet like that for me?" She cried softly, still in a trance at the two dancing away like they were the only two in the room.

"Sickening." Vageta groaned.

"Well you wouldn't be sick if you didn't eat that whole dessert cart! And don't sit there and look at me like that. I know what you did!" Bulma began ranting again, causing another dramatic scene.

"Goku?" Chichi asked up to her husband.

"Yea?"

"When we get home, are you going to finish what you started this morning?" She said seductively against his lips before planting a tiny kiss on them.

"Oh no…I'm just going to have to start all over again when we get home."

Everything in Chichi's dream blurred and the two dancing turned into Chichi planting tiny kisses to Goku's ear. He had jerked away from her at first but then relaxed back into the seat. Chichi was more than pleased when he allowed her to slip her hand under his shirt, feeling his hardened muscles of his chest and stomach. She continued her licking and sucking on his ear, listening to a beeping noise coming from ahead of them. She felt Goku swerve the on coming vehicle and get back on the road. Chichi wanted to withdraw, but Bulma's words from earlier kept her going. She wanted to be dangerous at the moment, and make Goku suffer since he left her hot and bothered that morning.

"Chi, your going to have to wait till we get home." Goku had groaned to her, but she continued her way with him, reaching down into his pants to grab his hard manhood in her hand.

"I cant wait any longer." She moaned into his ear and started to kiss his ear again. She had hoped he would pull over and devour her right there on the side of the road, but he just turned the damn radio on and continued driving.

Chichi unsnapped her dress to her waist to let the cool breeze blow inside, cooling her feverish skin. When Goku saw her, she felt him thrust his hips under her hand. She was waiting for him to pull over at any minute, sighing and moaning into his ear to persuade him somehow. But in a split second Chichi felt herself being forced away from Goku when a large truck slammed into the car. She let out a scream when she crashed through the broken windshield, flying through the air to find herself landing on the pavement. That's when she felt the sharp pain enter her arm and head. She rolled to a stop in the middle of road, still amazed that she was still conscious.

Chichi looked up and watched as the car she was once in went tumbling over the cliffs edge with Goku still inside. Why he was still in the car, she didn't know. He had to be badly hurt to not get out to save them.

"Goku!" Chichi cried when she didn't see him emerge from the red Ferrari. She wanted to get up and go over to side of the cliff to see if he made it out but the sudden dizziness took her, forcing her mind and body to shut down. Her head hurt really bad, and she couldn't stand the pressure on her brain any longer to stay awake.

Chichi didn't know how long she had been knocked out, but when she opened her eyes she was being raced down a hospital hallway, the florescent lights flashing over head and nurses yelling out her condition.

"White Female, Age thirty eight, severe trauma and edema to the head, possible impacted fracture of the radius and ulna, contusions over the abdomen…" The nurses voice echoed in her mind as she began to drift out of consciousness, but fought it off with a scream.

"Goku!" Chichi screamed and tried to move, but her body was pinned down by the buckles of the gurney she was pushed on. Her head was securely fastened down, and her neck held in a brace to keep her from moving. "My husband! Where is he?" She groaned, trying to keep herself from falling into the darkness of her mind.

They stopped her in a room and unbuckled the harness, then transferred her in one motion to another bed. The nurse was cutting away her dress and clothing, exposing her hot skin to the cold air of the hospital. She was scared. Not for herself, but for Goku. She had to know if he was ok.

"Goku? My husband. Where is he?" Chichi asked up at a nurse who was placing a blood pressure cuff around her arm. The nurse looked at her for a moment then asked the room full of people racing around if they knew where Goku was.

"One of the victims was declared dead just a moment ago. I think they said his name was Goku." One of the paramedics said as he handed over a chart to a nurse.

"No!" Chichi cried. It couldn't be! How could her strong Goku be dead from a car accident? "Goku!"

She had to forget. It couldn't be possible. Chichi couldn't believe such lies. She fell into that darkened void in her mind, and escaped the pain and heart break. He wasn't dead. He couldn't be!

After Chichi had passed out the paramedic who had said Goku was dead raced back into the room.

"Hey wait. That guy Goku? He's alive. That was from another accident down the road."

But Chichi didn't hear him say that. She was already passed out and far from the real world. As far as she knew, her husband Goku had died. And it was all her fault she thought. She blamed herself and drove herself into forgetting.

…

Chichi threw herself into a sitting position and found herself panting from the reality that played through her mind. She looked around and found herself alone under the tree she had fallen asleep under, fully nude and alone. Goku wasn't laying with her and she panicked when thinking that he was dead and she was dreaming all along. Everything had blurred together, and she couldn't make out if she was living a dream or actually back in reality.

"Chi? You ok?" Goku asked from the lakes edge, his perfect form coming into her view. She was speechless. Chichi couldn't tell if she was seeing things, or if that was really Goku standing next to the water. "Hey what's wrong?"

Goku knelt down beside her with lightening speed when realizing that she was speechless and scared. Her hands were shaking as he took them into his own.

"Goku?" Chichi whimpered up at him. "I…thought you died…"

"What? Chichi, I didn't die. See, I'm here." He smiled down at her, but his heart was truly worried from the sight of her confusion.

"They said you died…when I was in the hospital. I saw the car fall over the cliff…You were still in it…It's all my fault…" Chichi's tears began to pour from her eyes, and Goku didn't know what had happened to her to make her cry or say things like this.

"I'm fine honey. And so are you. Come on, let's get back to the house." He calmly spoke and gathered their clothes and Chichi in his arms, instant transmitting to their bedroom. Goku placed Chichi down on the bed and sat down next to her. They were still completely naked, but seeing each other nude wasn't the problem any more.

"Goku?" Chichi looked up at him with widened eyes. He was unsure of what she would say next that he held his breath. "I…remember." She nervously spoke, causing Goku to go numb.

"What…do you remember Chichi?" He whispered to her, hoping the answer he had in his mind was right. She was silent to his surprise, and reached down to hold her chin with his fingers. "What do you remember?"

"Everything…"