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Chapter 2
Vegeta grunted. His crusty eyes blinked slowly as everything came into focus. He and his lover laid naked on their private bathroom floor. Bulma's tender frame curled up into her husband's warmth as she breathed deeply into her world of sweet dreams.
Vegeta felt like a wet noodle. He recalled pushing the limits in the gravity room yesterday. How he managed to release three times last night, he could not fathom. She must be exhausted, he pondered as he stroked the beauty's matted blue tresses. What a hot mess, he smirked remembering how he guided her to a euphoric state last night. He treasured the moments where he and his soulmate had rounds of wild, barbaric lovemaking.
He glided his calloused hand up her milky thighs, pausing at the red and blue marks on her inner thighs. Vulgar woman, always taking a wild ride, he thought to himself. His fingers continued to work their way up to her tender moist flesh. He gently circled one finger over her resting nub while watching her sleeping face. Vegeta considered moments like this her most beautiful ones.
"Babe…" Bulma gripped Vegeta's wrist pushing him away from her. Her body was entirely too sore to withstand this kind of touch.
"Well good morning to you too," Vegeta mumbled as he licked the sticky zest off his finger.
"I thought you would have carried me to the bedroom. Why did we have to sleep on the floor?"
"I'm the Prince of all Sayians, not your stupid prince charming."
"Okay prince of six people. What are you going to do about my sore back now?"
"I don't believe that came from sleeping on the floor."
"Point taken."
"What did Whis talk to you about," Vegeta asked as he stood up from the floor getting himself ready for a well-earned shower. Her blue eyes blinked in confusion.
"Uh Whis," she thought out loud.
"Yeah, last night he came here with Beerus. They walked in on us in the garden…" Vegeta said with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh right! Well while you and Beerus were bickering he asked me to do a favor for him."
"Okay, and?"
"Oh well, some white haired chick came from behind the corner. She was pretty hot. She kind of reminds me of Chi-Chi in the face. Actually, they literally have the same face. That's odd right?"
"Okay… and?"
"Well, he wanted to know if she could stay in one of our rooms for the night. I set her up in one of our guest rooms."
Vegeta blinked, "You let one of their unknown friends stay in our house? Do you know what kind of beings they associate with?"
"Well, I doubt she was a crazy person, first of all. Second, she is not unknown; her name is Cha-Cha. She was pretty ditzy if you ask me. I am sure we are in no threat here."
"My dear Bulma, some of the choices you make have me question your genius."
"Fine, let me take you to her! It was no big deal, maybe she is homeless!"
"Yeah, I don't see the God of Destruction having a homeless hot female friend, woman."
"Ugh, fine I will just show you to her. I know what I am talking about Vegeta."
"First we shower," Vegeta's strong arms pulled her up off the floor. He picked her up and cradled her in his arms as he carried the woman into the streamy, hot water.
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Goten sat on a rock. His ten tiny toes dangled into the river bank. Next year he was going to start his first year of high school. He still felt like a ten-year-old as he looked at his reflection in the river. Oh, everyone is going to make fun of me. I look like a baby, he thought with pouty lips. He looked under his arms. He had hair there but not as much as some other kids his age. "Maybe it's a Sayian thing," he guessed out loud. Trunks was already in high school and he barely had any hair under his arms. He was not much taller than Goten either.
Gohan finished packing up the last pile of fish. He was proud of their handy work. They managed to catch tons of fish with their bare hands for Bulma's sushi party later in the week. Gohan figured the Son family could contribute to the party somehow, so he told Bulma he would be bringing some fish to her cooks on behalf of his family. He already knew his mother would be whipping up some treats too. He capsuled the heap of fish up and started to walk over to his little brother. He could see the young boy looking under his arms. Hmm, maybe I did pick him up too early. Did he not take a bath or something? Gohan pondered. Gohan's face dropped remembering the early morning shenanigans in his childhood home.
Gohan easily unlocked the door to his old house. He never got rid of his key. It was four in the morning. He walked into the house. He sensed that Goten was sound asleep as he read his ki. "I told that kid to set his alarm. He's impossible," Gohan muffled into the quiet space. He walked down the hallway that led to his parents' bedroom. Maybe his dad was awake.
Gohan's eyes widened.
His dad surely was awake.
His ki was shaky and constantly changing. He backed up from the hallway as his face flushed a deep shade of red. The loud thumping of a headboard hitting a wall and the loud grunts and moans of his parents took him back to some unwanted childhood memories. He knew his mom would freak out if he just took Goten without a word, but he did not want to disturb his parents. It was all too awkward.
"JUST TAKING GOTEN GUYS!" he belted as he bolted out the hallway and back into the kitchen. The sounds of love stopped suddenly. The door of the master bedroom cracked open.
"Gohan?" his parents said in unison. They stood in their doorway with confused yet unashamed faces. It was their grown son after all. Chi-Chi's hair was wild and wet from sweat. Her robe was tied in a rushed fashion. The father of the house was drenched in sweat with his pants twisted, failing to cover up his business.
"I guess you did not remember Goten's fishing trip today. I took the day off to take him out," Gohan said, waving to his parents not wanting to make eye contact.
"Oh yea," cooed Goku as he caught his breath.
"He is not ready so let me make you some tea. I will get him up," said Chi-Chi in a rushed tone.
"Mom," said Gohan with wide eyes. The scent of their relations leaked off her as she entered the room, "Could you just not please."
"Gohan, don't be silly."
"I'll get him. You two can just, yeah."
"Well at least let me make you some tea and breakfast."
"Mom, no. This is embarrassing. I will just go wake him up and take him out to eat"
"Well, you did come at four in the morning, unannounced."
"Yeah, but you did not have to come out like that! What's wrong with you guys?"
"Hmm, I will make some tea for myself then Mr. Smart Mouth."
Goku retreated to his room, chuckling at his son's hot face. Gohan mumbled to himself as he went to his brother's room and got him up and ready. By the time he and Goten entered the kitchen, their mother was long gone.
"Where's mom," Goten asked, rubbing the crust from his eyes.
"You don't even want to know," Gohan said dryly as he looked at the fresh untouched pot of tea cooling on the countertop.
Gohan shook the memories out of his head. His parents were too comfortable about their private moments with him now that he was an adult. It creeped him out but his parents found it amusing. He walked up to the younger Son and placed a firm hand on his shoulder, "Did you forget to put deodorant on or something Goten?"
Goten turned around and looked up at his big brother and pouted, "Not like I would need any."
"What do you mean Goten?"
"I missed my puberty!"
"Ehhh…"
"Gohan!"
"I mean you're still a kid!"
"Not really. Now you sound like mom."
"Look Goten, when I was your age I was not much taller than you. Even dad was still small at twelve. I think it's just in our genes."
"Oh, what was puberty like for you Gohan?"
"Goten, ya really want to know?"
"Yeah. I really want to know. Please! You're the only brother I have."
"Well alright…"
The two brothers sat with their feet in the water talking as the morning sun-dried their wet hair and pants. They talked about life changes, they talked about increased strength and more urges to train, and they even talked about girls.
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Vegeta followed his woman down a long hallway on the third floor of the main building on the Capsule Corp. compound. His arms were folded tightly across his chest as he attempted to give his wife a listening ear. She said something about her needing to see someone called a gynecologist about her body being off. She also fussed about Trunks and his lack of effort in his schooling.
Vegeta hated this portion of the house. It was always filled with strange faces. There was always some meeting Bulma or her father hosted. They even had rooms for these strangers to stay the night in their home if they traveled far to speak with the Briefs.
When they finally reached their destination Bulma placed her hand to her chin and made eye contact with her husband. "If I remember correctly, this is the room I set her up in.", she said.
"Hn…" he huffed as he tried to sense what or who was behind the door. "There is no one in this room woman."
"What?" she blinked twice.
"I said—"
"Yeah, I heard you but where could she be?"
As if on cue, Bulma's cell phone rang. She took her phone out of her back pocket and looked at the smiling face of her son on the screen. "Hey kiddo, what's up," Bulma smiled as she put the cellular device to her ear. "Mhm… Oh… oh alright. We will be right there, stay put, and don't say anything too rude," she said sternly to her son before hanging up on him.
"What did the brat want," questioned Vegeta as he stared at the door in front of him.
"All he said was there is some hot white haired chick in our kitchen asking him for some water."
The pair looked at each other before they quickly made their way to their living room. Vegeta ended up carrying his wife in his arms. Sometimes she moved too slow for his own liking. It was not that he was worried about his son or anything. The kid could manage fine on his own. He was more concerned about how Beerus would see his display of poor hospitality to the guest. Whis and Beerus had some friends in high places; Vegeta did not want to screw this up if Cha-Cha happened to be one of those friends.
By the time they reached the kitchen, they both sighed in relief. Bulma was glad to see her son was not in harm's way. Vegeta was glad to see that his son had enough sense to offer the woman some food and water. The woman sat across from his son at a table. He could only see the back of her head, but he could see the enticed mug of his son as he awkwardly attempted to converse with the woman called Cha-Cha.
"So umm, do you have a name, lady," asked Trunks as he looked at the woman with glossy, big eyes. It was not often he would wake up to a pretty lady asking him for help in his home. It was mostly random businessmen and old women in pantsuits asking him for help if they got lost on their way out.
"My name," responded the woman in a small mousy voice.
"Uhh, yeah. I'm Trunks."
"Trunks…"
"Yeah, that's me. So eh', who are you?"
"I am called Cha-Cha! It is a pleasure to meet the one who is called Trunks."
"So what brings you to my place?"
"Chi-Chi."
"Chi-Chi?"
"Yes, Chi-Chi."
"You mean Goten's mom?"
Trunks studied the woman's face more. Oddly enough, she did mirror Goten's mom minus her hair, eye, and skin color.
"Go-ten?"
"Yeah, I think you have the wrong house lady."
"Boy!" Trunks jumped at the booming sound of his father's voice. He quickly excused himself from the table and scattered away from the adults and out of the kitchen. The woman turned around and blinked at the two faces behind her.
"Bulma," she said with a small smile.
"Hey Cha-Cha. How are you? I hope Trunks gave you no trouble.", said Bulma with a half-smile. She knew her son could be a pest at times.
"No, the Trunks was fine," responded the woman in her thick accent.
"So are you friends with Chi-Chi or something?"
"Chi-Chi is not friend. Chi-Chi is family."
Vegeta scoffed. None of this made sense. Not one single part. Why would Whis bring a family member of that shrew here? This all had to be some kind of shared joke the Gods were playing to annoy him. He tried to sense her power level but it seemed as if nothing was there. Just who was this hag?
Bulma smiled at the woman. She looked over her uncombed tangled hair and her tattered clothing she had on since last night. "Well why didn't you say you were family to the Sons. Any family of theirs is family of mine," Bulma said with a bright smile as Vegeta nearly choked on her words, "I say we get you all freshened up and then I will give Chi-Chi a call to let her know you're here."
"Chi-Chi…" said Cha-Cha as she processed Bulma's words.
"Yeah… Chi-Chi."
"Yes."
"Well, I don't have any clothes that would fit you. You must be a size double zero. I say we hit up West City mall and find you something to wear. It will be a nice shopping trip," Bulma offered.
"Shopping, for me?"
"Yes. This is my husband Vegeta by the way. He is much friendlier than he seems."
"Vegeta."
"Shall we get a move on Cha-Cha?"
The two women finished their shopping trip early in the afternoon. Bulma managed to have Cha-Cha wash up before their trip. She took her to get her hair done. The woman chose to get it trimmed and wore it in a high ponytail as her white wavy locks hung down her back. Bulma helped her pick out a light lavender dress that went down to her ankles. It was a thin sundress that clung to her small frame. Cha-Cha refused to wear anything short expressing that it was funny looking. Bulma gave into the whim seeing that the woman clearly did not shave her legs. They settled on white tennis shoes and a light colored jean jacket to finish her look.
The two women sat in front of a coffee shop. Cha-Cha nervously eyed her drink. Bulma assumed that they probably did not have much coffee in Oxen Country.
"I think Chi-Chi would love your outfit. It's so modest," Bulma said flatly as she watched the woman take the first sip of her frappe. She spent a few hours with the stranger who seemed to become odder as the day progressed.
"Yes, my sister would be most pleased, yes," said Cha-Cha as she attempted to take another sip of her strange drink.
"Wait, hold the hell on. You're Chi's sister?"
"Yes, Chi-Chi is family. Chi-Chi is my twin sister."
Bulma's face dropped as she immediately pulled out her phone to call her favorite feisty brunette.
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"Bulma, Bulma I can't talk right now. I know, wait what? Oh, just let me call you back, please. I can't deal with all of this nonsense right now," Chi-Chi forcefully hung up their house phone as she continued to chop up some carrots for a fish stew. Lunch time was already creeping up and she now had five mouths to feed. Whis and Beerus decided to make themselves comfortable as they waited for her to come to terms with the information they presented to her. She swore she had no idea about anything.
Her sons returned from their fishing trip and now joined their father at the table as the three of them studied the old photo. I am so sick of that damn photo. Those hussies may look like me but that's about it. This is a bunch of nonsense, she thought as she put all of her ingredients in the pot for the stew. She ignored the males at the table as they eyed the photo, and then her.
Whis smiled as he was trapped in his own thoughts. It was clear that Mrs. Son knew nothing about the forces of Yin and Yang. If the legend is true, he was sure that after her 40 some years on earth, she had either suppressed that part of herself or had amnesia about her long lost past. He cleared his throat as he grabbed his staff and spoke, "While I would love to stay and help you and your family understand the confusing circumstances, I believe it is best that Beerus and I part. I apologize for dropping in you all in such a way. I promise to come back, alone, to talk with you, Goku and Chi-Chi, about this in the way I intended. Beerus has a way of doing things, so I do apologize. Thank you for the lunch offer Chi-Chi, but we will be leaving now."
The three son boys looked up from their hushed conversation as Whis held onto the back of a sleeping Beerus.
Goku stood up from his chair, "Wait just one minute. I still have so many questions about this mana you told me about. It seems so much better than ki. Can you teach me how to use it? Even if Chi-Chi is not this Yin thing, I still want to learn more about the mana."
Whis looked over to the eager fighter and spoke flatly, "I have never heard of a Sayian man who mastered the power of mana. I am not sure how I would be able to teach you. Also, I can assure you that your spouse is connected to Yin and she is one of the women in the photo. I was not able to explain the situation with my pupil here, so I assure you all that I will come back to further explain things alone."
"Is mana dangerous or something?" questioned Gohan as he looked from his mother to the photo once more. This was all too confusing.
"I want some mana too dad," Goten shouted as he pumped his fist in the air.
Whis sweatdropped at the response from the Son men. The only one who seemed slightly concerned about the situation in regards to Chi-Chi was Gohan. Goten and Goku got one thing out of the past few hours— a new way to get stronger by learning to use mana. That is all the two talked about since the two offspring returned from their fishing adventure.
Whis trailed his eyes over to the lady of the house. He could feel mana hidden deep within her, but his gut told him that she was oblivious to everything. He deeply regretted how he chose to handle this situation. The woman had become increasingly tense due to this and he, for the first time, felt like he did something wrong. When she does recall who she really is and remembers her power, she may come looking for him. That was not something he wanted.
"I will let you all sleep on this and we will see you at the sushi feast at Bulma's," said Whis as he gripped tightly onto the sleeping God and clicked his staff on the floor. Within an instant, they materialized into thin air.
"Awe man, I wanted to go," Goku said in a slump as he rubbed the back of his head. Goten stood up defeated. He wanted to learn more about mana too. After talking to Gohan, he decided that the only way for him to speed up his puberty was for him to get stronger.
Gohan walked over to his mother. He patted her back as she stood with her arms folded in the kitchen with her back to her boys. He pulled her into a deep side hug. He did not have to see her face to know. He knew how she stood when she did not want anyone to see her upset.
A hug from her son was enough to let the tears flow from her eyes. It was too overwhelming to have two powerful beings sit in her home and accuse her of being some kind of monster. To make matters worse, Goku did not even defend her. He went right along with whatever they told him after she told him repeatedly that they were clearly mistaken. Then she had to deal with Bulma calling her and telling her she needed to come get this woman who claimed to be her sister. It was all just too much.
"Let's go talk mom," Gohan said in a low voice as he pulled his mother into a tighter hug.
"Okay," she sniffed as she wiped away a tear.
Gohan and Chi-Chi slipped away while Goku and Goten stood in the kitchen brainstorming what mana was and how much stronger they could possibly get if they learned it. Gohan took his mother's hand and led her to the living room. He guided her to the couch and helped her sit down through her sobs.
"Mother," he said sternly as he sat down on the couch and gently placed his hands in hers, "tell me everything you know."
"Gohan I…" said Chi-Chi, not liking the tone her son took with her.
"Mom, it is just you and me right now. It's okay, you can tell me anything. You know that."
"Gohan, the thing is. I am not hiding anything. I got no idea about what they are talkin' about. You believe me don't you?"
"Yes mother, but I also know that we are not an ordinary family. Strange things happen that we often have no control over. I know you would never lie to us. I also know that Whis would not come to us with false information that is as heavy as this."
"I don't know what to say to you, Gohan. This is all too much. This is crazy. I am not some... some spirit thing. None of this makes sense."
"Okay, mom... so tell me what you do know."
"Gohan…I…"
"About your parents, about your childhood. I want to know it all. You never talk much about it. Maybe we can start there and see if it helps to clarify anything."
Chichi took a deep breath. He had a point. She never mentioned her early life to her boys, "Well you know I was raised by your grandfather."
"Right, your mom got sick and passed on."
"Well, my wet nurse told me when I was older, that my mother was never to bear children. She was sterile. My father knew this but loved her anyway. They always figured they could adopt one day."
"So then, how did you happen?"
"I was their miracle baby. My father told me they did not know I was coming until my mother went into labor. They had no idea she was pregnant."
"Wow, that's rare."
"Yes. My mother nearly died giving birth to me. After I was born she never fully recovered. She passed away when I was only a few months old."
"I'm sorry to hear about that mother."
"It's fine. It was so long ago. Other than that, I had a pretty normal childhood. I had trouble making friends with the other girls. The girls around my kingdom said I was too gloomy and too shy. I was into martial arts, gazing at the moon, watching the stars, and relaxing by the river."
"Seems pretty normal."
"Mhm."
"I am sure this is just all a big misunderstanding mom."
"You are right."
"Come on. I think your stew is ready. I will go get Videl and Pan so we can all have lunch together."
Chi-Chi waved her son off as he flew home to get the rest of their family. She closed their front door and smiled. Her Gohan. He was truly her rock.
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Thank you for reading this chapter. I know things seem a bit off but it will all come together, trust me. Please read and review and let me know what you think!
Preview of next chapter:
Everyone gets ready for the Sushi party at the Capsule Corp. What happens when Chi-Chi and Cha-Cha are in the same room for the first time?
