Black and White

Hi guys! I have had this story in my head for a while now. I will be doing this fanfic as close to a traditional DBZ/DB/DBS arc as I can. There will be humor, filler, dramatic moments, battles, etc. I do accept constructive criticism so I can keep this as cannon as possible. The only major difference is that this is an adult-friendly lemon-filled arc.

Keep in mind guys, in my heart of hearts, I consider GT to be a different timeline. DBS opened my eyes to that possibility. I refuse to accept it as a cannon because that's what I want to do. If you want to keep up with me in real-time.

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Tiny drops of water cascaded down the valleys of a perfectly sculpted form. Vegeta took a deep sigh as he savored the drops of scorching hot shower water as his shower time allowance ran out. He loved his hot showers. His daily ritual covered him with a blanket of steam and warmth to soothe his muscles after a hard day. Now, that feeling was over abruptly because of her.

"Leave it to that damn woman to dictate how long I have to take a shower! How asinine! Hn..." he scoffed to himself as he wrapped a black fuzzy towel around his body. The tiny fibers hugged his aching groin. Beerus sent a puny, yet stinging, ki blast right to the active area. It was not enough to harm the most treasured extension of his Saiyan pride, but the incident humiliated the prideful warrior. Apparently, the God considered it disrespectful for Vegeta to communicate that it is not okay to pop upon him and his wife at any time. Beerus could care less about interrupting their intimate moments. He was glad to remind Vegeta that he and Whis had the authority to pop up as they see fit. Vegeta just wished it did not have to be communicated in such a shameful way. He allowed the towel to drop to the wet floor. There was a firm reminder in his groin communicating that his mission was not finished as he balled the damp cloth on the floor.

"I see someone is still in a good mood. I'm not sure how you can shake off that embarrassing crap that fast," shrieked the blue-haired bombshell. Her lush orbs gazed over the beast she managed to tame. He was so hard, yet he always seemed to soften up for her. She never understood what she did or how she did it, but she knew she got the man she wanted.

"I am never in a good mood, woman," said the prince through clenched teeth.

"You seemed to be in one not too long ago if I recall… a very good mood."

"Hn…"

"You even offered me a seat on your royal throne, your highness."

"Eh, I don't recall such vulgar things," he mumbled as he shook water from his dripping mop of shiny locks causing his onyx strands to spike up as the moisture was released from them. A cocky smile wiped across his face as he inhaled a familiar scent while he closed the gap between them. A set of piercing black eyes looked up only to startle her lush blue orbs fixated on Vegeta's manhood. It sent a flush across her pale skin.

"You whore," purred Bulma as she bit her bottom lip.

"You seem to enjoy it, slut."

"Tomato, tomato."

Her fingers traced the ridges of his sculpted pecs. She admired how his form seemed to be crafted from a perfect mold. She stuck out her tongue as she lowered her hips to the floor, savoring every part of his wet skin in her eager mouth. Vegeta could not wait one more moment. After a rude interruption, a brief shower, and a few low blows from his wife, he no longer wanted to waste another moment with silly little mouth games. He pushed her to the floor with haste, smirking at the shocked look on her face as she hit the floor with a loud thud. "Oops," he teased, "I did not realize I did that so roughly."

Bulma shrieked in pleasure as she felt his thick fingers grab a hold of her messy bob atop her head. She could feel the desire seeping from the tips of his fingers as he forced her down on all fours. Her skin danced from the thrill of his free hand rubbing down her backside between her open thighs. She bit down on her lip as her back arched, begging for him to take her.

So taken she was— hard.

She loved it that way

*-.-.-.-*

"Goku, we have company," mumbled Chi-Chi as she tied her robe tighter around her waist. She looked at the strange purple and blue aliens in her front yard through her window. She immediately closed the blinds.

"Who's out there babe?" her husband called in an excited voice.

"Your friends! You better not be leaving this house mister! You promised you would train after we prep for the next harvest, Goku!"

"Remember last night when I told you to let me go out and you screamed out yes when I was deep in your—"

"Behave! Our door is wide open and I am sure others can hear us Goku."

"Awe man, you never keep your promises you make in bed Chi," Goku pouted as he quickly changed out of his farmer's best and into his proper Son attire. Boy, I already know who… I know 'em, he thought happily to himself. He exited his bathroom to see his wife still dressed in her purple silk robe. His eyes widened being that he knew all too well what was underneath. She was still soundly sleeping when he took a shower. Chi-Chi, however, never got the opportunity to wash off the scent of last night.

"Umm, Chi-Chi … do you mind like, maybe taking a shower before we let them in," He asked while he coyly scratched the back of his head as his cheeks flushed red.

"Oh, well umm… how about you go talk to your little friends and I will freshen up. I will be out with breakfast once I am done." Chi-Chi said.

Goku gave her a kiss on the forehead as he placed a gentle hand on her rear before exiting the bedroom. I bet he wants to go train. Good thing I already had a good night of fun. Now all I need is one last awesome breakfast and I am ready to go! Goku's thoughts danced in his head as he instantly appeared before Whis and Beerus.

"Ahh, look who finally made it out of his country love shack," mumbled Beerus as he eyed Goku up and down. He rolled his eyes at Goku's wrinkled gi and soaking wet hair. Why he even took the time to train with the poor man, he never understood. I am growing softer than a saiyan in an earthling woman's c— he was pulled from his thoughts by his cheerful mentor.

"Greetings Son Goku! Beerus and I are here on official business," confessed Whis through a tight smile.

"Ah, what's so official about it?" said Goku with a puzzled look on his mug; it did not sound like Whis was here to pick him up to train.

"Shall we talk about it over tea? Your wife brews the perfect pot."

"Yeah, she's pretty good and making tea and stuff."

"Splendid! Is there any tea ready?"

"Uhh yeah actually she brewed some earlier. We still have a full pot. We didn't get to drink it yet. I can heat it up, so you're in luck!"

"How wonderful!"

"This way guys."

Goku ushered them into his quaint dining room. He offered them a seat at the table as he set up a rather sloppy display of the perfect tea time. Whis snickered at his failed hospitality as Beerus slowly nodded off to nap. The tea, though, was the perfect brew of green tea. The fresh aroma filled the small space as Goku warmed the tea the way Chi-Chi always instructed him to.

The clumsy brute tried his best to remain focused so that he would not spill any of the savory hot drink on his guest. He slowly poured the steaming fluid into three dainty mugs. They were a special gift from the Ox King made just for Goku. The great king gifted his son-in-law with a set of seven dark blue teacups. Each teacup had one of the seven dragon balls on them. Whis smiled at the beautiful tea set as he lifted his cup and blew away the heat with ease.

"Goku, I think it's best to start this news with a brief backstory," spoke Whis stoically as his expression shifted from one of peace to that of seriousness. "Long ago— "

"Your wife is not who you all think she is, to be blunt." Beerus mumbled with closed eyes, missing a death glare from Whis.

Goku's eyes widened. What could they be talking about? Did someone take over Chi-Chi's body without him knowing? He knew he had a doppelganger some time ago but now Chichi too? That was odd being that he sensed nothing different in her ki or her behavior. He lowered his brow as he tried to voice conflicting thoughts, "So is she like… um, Chi-Chi Black?" Beerus rolled his eyes and Whis managed to chuckle softly at Goku's conclusion. They were always tickled at the man's ability to process information. "Quit laughing and tell me already! I don't like messin' around when it comes to my wife," huffed Goku.

Whis coughed and took one last sip of tea; he heard the urgency in the confused saiyan's voice. He looked at his lavender pupil. The god offered him a smug look as he downed the rest of his tea. Whis took a deep sigh. Of course, he would have to be the one to explain everything after the load Beerus just dropped. He pursed his lips as his voice trailed out calmly, "Tell me Goku, have you ever heard of the forces of Yin and Yang?" Goku slowly nodded his head yes as his mind still went over many confusing scenarios about why Whis and Beerus would be here to discuss his wife. "Part of the reason dear Beerus hesitated to destroy your planet is because he felt the same thing I did once he dropped down on Earth. You see, we have been monitoring your wife's mana energy."

"Mana energy…" Goku cocked his head to the left.

"Yes, mana is a more concentrated, bitter, form of ki. Only few are still left to yield such a solid form of energy. Beings such as Beerus and I possess this raw form of energy. We believe that your wife has the long lost power of Yin mana."

"I don't understand ya Whis."

"Your wife, or shall I say your wife's soul, has been missing for over 38 years. Her body was locked away for some time. Somehow she managed to escape her confinement without a trace. Her sister, who possesses the power of Yang, has been searching for her and is offering a large reward throughout the universes for whoever returns her sister alive."

"This makes no sense…"

Whis released a deep sigh as he removed an old photo from his robes. The picture, though it had color, was very faded. He slowly slid the photo across the table to Goku, his eyes fixed on the saiyan. Goku reluctantly took the photo. Two women were pictured. One was slender, yet shapely with bright white hair. Her thighs barely touched, though her feet stood firmly together. She had on long white tights and an oversized white top. Her hair was a frizzy mess of cascading waves of white tresses down to her knees. His eyes glazed over the girl's face. Goku admitted in his mess of thoughts that she was a beautiful woman. Her wide slanted eyes, the structure of her cheeks, her full pouty lips, and her perfectly symmetrical face were all easy on the eyes. She was an attractive woman. Actually, her looks were all too familiar. If you ditched the sun kissed skin and traded out the white hair and grey eyes, you would be looking at Chi-Chi. He then glanced over to the dark-haired girl. She too had beautiful sun kissed skin and long wavy black hair that flowed to knees. The top half of her hair was tied up in two neat buns as her face was graced with freshly trimmed bangs. The dark-haired girl had the same frame as the white haired one, just a bit different. Her hips were fuller, her thighs thicker, and her breasts were plump and rounded. She's built like Chi-Chi, he thought lewdly to himself. This girl preferred to dress herself in a form fitting black bodysuit of battle armor and knee high boots that were all black. His eyes trailed up to her face. He blinked, puzzled. She had the same face as his wife. Her eyes, her nose, her lips, even the same pink shade of lipstick his wife fancied from time to time, all were identical to Chi-Chi. She even had that same twinkle in her midnight eyes.

Just then, Chi-Chi entered the kitchen all freshened up just like her dear husband asked of her. "Welcome to our home Beerus and Whis, would you care for some breakfast," she asked glowingly. Her hair hung down her back, still air drying from her quick shower. "I can whip up something for you all in a hurry. You all must be starving after your trip here," she said as she grabbed some things to get breakfast started. Moments passed and she heard nothing from the men. She then turned around from the fridge to see Whis and Beerus staring at her with unreadable expressions. Her husband seemed to be fixated on an old piece of paper.

"Is everything alright," she questioned as she tried to read the men in the room. Faster than her eyes could follow, her husband managed to appear right before her face.

"Chi, what is this," her husband asked heavily as he put the faded picture in her face. Chi-Chi frantically eyed the photo, not pleased with the tone of her lover's voice.

"Is…. that... is that me?" She murmured as she struggled to find words. It was like someone was playing some strange trick. Both those girls looked just like her.

That is it for this chapter! This is my very first fanfic I have ever posted guys. I have been writing for nearly a decade, I think it's high time I post one online. Please let me know what you think about my interpretation of characters and their relationships with others. I appreciate you reading this.

Stay tuned… we need to see if chichi knows anything about these yin and yang girls!