By Rizu-chan
DISCLAIMER: I don't own "Dragonball" or any of its characters. The series was in no way affiliated with my brain at it's time of conception, and I am just a humble fan who spends her weekends isolated from society, sitting at her computer punching out stories about characters that were on a Japanese TV show fifteen years ago...*cough*...please don't sue me.
DEDICATION: This second chapter of "The Son Saga" is dedicated to my loving finacŽ, Ryan. I love you, koibito.
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Chichi woke up and groaned. She pushed herself into a sitting position. Her muscles ached...she felt miserable... It had rained the night before and the water must have washed some of the dirt away under the tent, because she felt that she was lying on uneven ground. She rubbed her forehead and yawned as she fell back down onto her pillow.
"Goku..." she murmured with her eyes half-closed from fatigue.
No answer.
Chichi frowned as she turned her head over and plopped her hand down on the cushy pad next to her. It was empty. She shot up into a sitting position again and clutched the edge of her sleeping bag in her hands timidly.
"Go...Goku-saa??!" she cried. Where could he be? Oh, what if the mori kodomo had come back and taken him?? No...no, not her Goku-saa. He could fend for himself, and what was more, they seemed to be on good terms with the little forest dwellers now... But still, he was gone and she didn't know where he was.
Chichi unzipped the tent nervously and poked her head out through the flap.
"Goku...?" she whispered under her breath as she scanned the clearing. She gasped when her eyes fell upon a marvelous sight in front of her. There, on top of a large log house was her husband with his back to her, tying off some ropes. He was distracted by his work and hadn't heard her.
Chichi beamed and unzipped the tent all the way and walked out. "GOKU-SAA!" she cried happily.
Goku heard his wife's yell and wondered what he had done now. He turned around to look at her and was pleasantly surprised to see that she was grinning. "Ohayo, Chichi!" he called, returning her smile. He waved at her.
She advanced towards the spectacular structure, her eyes wide with awe. Goku jumped down from off the roof and stood next to her to examine his work. He cocked his head to the side. "What do you think?" he asked proudly. "It was driving me nuts. All that rain...I thought I should get it built as soon as possible so we wouldn't have to sleep in the water any more."
Chichi's eyes were fixed on the incredible house. She walked to a wall and ran her hand gently along its side. "I think it's beautiful..." she said in hypnotized wonder. She turned to him. "Wait, you made this in one night?" she asked in an unbelieving tone.
Goku blushed slightly and nodded. "Uh huh," he replied. Then, on one of his classic spur-of-the-moment impulses, he grabbed her hand and fled to the front door. "Come on! I want to show you the inside!" he said excitedly.
Goku ran to the front of the house and pushed the front door open. Chichi stepped inside and gazed around. It was spacious. A good-sized living room gave way to a large kitchen. Chichi privately smiled to herself. He had probably thought about making the kitchen as big as possible to hold a lot of food. He was so cute.
The tall boy watched his mate pace about inspecting his handiwork and awaited an approval. But she was still entranced by it all. He put his hands behind his back and walked behind her quietly as she headed for the hallway. She felt the walls with her hand and was surprised to feel how smooth and even they were. She had no idea that Goku was so talented. She turned around and gave him an excited giggle. He grinned back and looked past her to a door that stood at the end of the hallway. He cleared his throat and spoke in a quiet voice. "When we were staying with Gyuu-mao, uh...Tousan...he let us have that nice room, so I tried to make it like that in this house."
Chichi blinked and looked at the door he had been staring at. "What do you mean?" she asked, baffled.
He reached past her and pushed the door open. She gasped in surprise and looked around. It was the biggest room in the house!
Goku studied her face and then looked back to the room as he pointed with his finger at all the things that resembled their bedroom in Gyuu-mao's vast castle. "See? I tried to make it look like the one we stayed in at your home," he pointed out.
Chichi hadn't heard him. She was grinning widely at the strangely familiar surroundings. He had built a wooden chest into one of the walls and two simple closets that slid open and closed on the opposite side of the room just like in her old chamber at the palace. There was a bathroom positioned right in the middle of the wall on the farthest wall from the bedroom door. On both sides of it were two slim windows that faced the east. Outside was the edge of the dark forest and the beautiful Japanese mountains sitting like silent giants in the distance. The sun was rising over one of the peaks.
"Aw, Goku..." she breathed.
He walked over next to her, wondering what she was upset about. "What?" he asked quietly.
She pointed out the windows at the lovely scene. "Isn't that beautiful?" she asked, her voice breaking like she was about to cry. He turned his gaze outside and smiled.
"Yeah, it's nice," he agreed. He scratched his head thoughtfully. "Kami told me once that east is the direction where things begin," he murmured. "So I put those windows on the East Side of the house. That way, we can see the sun every morning and the beginning of a new day."
Chichi turned to him again. She would hardly admit during these early stages of marriage how dumb her husband could be at times, but she knew in her heart that it was a characteristic of the young man...yet it was moments like these that made her wonder about his hidden brilliance.
"Goku," she started, facing him.
He stared at her with a blissful look upon his face. "Mmm?"
"Would you like me to start dinner now?" she asked, smiling gently.
Goku was enraptured. "Sure, Chichi! Thanks!" he said, rubbing the back of his head shyly. He liked how she voluntarily did that for him sometimes. It was a lot nicer than having to go out and kill a coyote to roast over a campfire.
Chichi went to the kitchen...the new, large kitchen that her husband--her husband--had built just for her. She put her hands on her hips and beamed inwardly. Yes, he was a good husband and she considered herself very lucky to have him... She walked to the sink and noticed her pots and pans sitting on the counter along with several other thousand kitchen utensils strewn about in one large confused mess. She smiled even more. He must have been trying to set the kitchen up and didn't know where to put things. As she picked one of the pots up and began boiling water in it, she thought of how to repay him for everything he had done.
Chichi looked up from her work briefly and blushed as she gazed into space. She suddenly knew exactly how to repay him. It was something she had wanted to do with Goku since she had been reunited with him and the Tenkaichi Boudokai.
She went back to her work unaware that Goku was standing several feet behind her watching the scene hungrily. He smiled slightly and tilted his head curiously to the side as she busied herself with the little silly chores involved in cooking. He had decided then and there that married life was fun. It could be confusing at times, he admitted. For example, having to call Gyuu-mao "Tousan" was a rule that he simply didn't understand, but it was one that he was coming to accept all the same. There wasn't really reason in married life or love, he figured. You were just supposed to let it happen as it happened.
He twitched his head a bit to shake himself from his trance. He still had much to learn, he guessed. But he promised himself that he'd sit back and enjoy the ride.
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Chichi had her fingers interlaced behind her head as she stared lethargically out of one of the windows in their bedroom that night. The moon must have been full overhead, because the forest was blanketed in eerie blue light that was strangely beautiful in an ominous sort of way. Seeing it only made Chichi reflect on the passions of life and why they all seemed so similar to one common force. Desire...death...love...all were such passionate things...beautiful yet disturbing in such inexplicable ways. They were things that truly had to be experienced to be understood. Death, she had known. After all, her mother had departed this life when she had only been a little girl. Love, she knew. She loved her father, her friends...she loved Goku. But as for desire...well...she was curious about that.
The dark-haired girl rolled her head over and peered at his back. He was breathing heavily and steadily, a sure indicator that he was drifting off to sleep. He'd start snoring soon. Chichi frowned to herself as she pursed her lips and stared at the ceiling. It was strange that the subject or even question of sex had never come up between the two of them. She wasn't quite sure if it was because he was too shy to talk about with her or if he simply didn't know what it was. Or possibly he didn't know what to do. Whatever the reason was, he wasn't doing anything now.
Goku's eyes were closed lightly as he reviewed the happenings of the day in his head. Here he was in his new house and his wife was lying next to him in their big, soft bed. He smiled slightly to himself. Everything felt so perfect. Suddenly, he felt a familiar female figure press up against his back. He jerked a bit and opened his eyes. He turned his head to the side and looked at her.
She had her chest pressed against his upper back and her arm wrapped around his side. She looked at him with her large, black eyes. He loved those eyes...but there was something different about them. They looked more...hopeful than usual. "What do you need, Chichi?" he asked.
Chichi gulped. It was now or never. If she didn't make a move, they'd probably remain virgins for the rest of their marriage. She sat up on her elbow to get a better view of his face. His eyes were wide with curiosity and wonder. She kissed him on the cheek and smiled. He just blinked in return and then smiled back. "Is that all?" he asked, somewhat relieved.
She frowned and tugged gently on his shoulder, non-verbally demanding that he should roll over. He rolled onto his back while keeping his eyes intent on her. Why was she acting so strangely...?
She leaned over his face and kissed him on the lips. He was surprised, but he kissed back.
"Okay, Chichi," she told herself. "This is where it happens. It's okay because you're married. There's no need to be embarrassed." As they did so, she slowly and awkwardly moved her hand down to his abdomen and placed it down gently. Goku's eyes widened. That was...weird. She never touched him in that way. Instinctively, he gently grabbed her wrist and lifted his head off the pillow. She opened her eyes and stared at him in astonishment.
"Chichi," he said quietly, his voice somewhat tinged with fear and confusion, "what are you doing?"
She looked into his eyes and took a deep, throaty breath in. "Goku, I've loved you since we were children. Please let me show it," she whispered. He only squinted his eyes slightly in response, that oh-so-perplexed look plastered on his face.
"Thank Kami it's dark in here," thought Chichi. "Otherwise, he'd see how much I'm blushing and get even more nervous..." She leaned forward again, squeezing her eyes shut and kissed him passionately as she moved her hand down to his boxers, and inside to his privities.
Goku felt the blood rush into his face...not to mention another body part. She started rubbing him violently down there and it was, for the most part, freaking him out. He pulled out of her kiss and rolled onto his side angrily. "CHICHI!" he said through clenched teeth. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING...??!"
Chichi sat up in the bed, feeling a little stricken and extremely flustered. "I..." she stuttered, her cheeks turning beet red with humiliation, "I was just...this is what...married couples do, koibito..."
Goku murmured a short "oh" in reply. He was on his side nursing his excitement and still shocked beyond belief.
Chichi sighed and lay back down on her side of the bed. She stared at the ceiling again and then at the back of her embarrassed husband. He let out a defeated sigh and tried to get his mind to stop racing.
Chichi turned her gaze back up to the ceiling. Suddenly, she frowned. "Well, fine, Goku, I guess you really don't love me..." she reasoned as she turned away from him. "I just wanted to share a romantic evening with you," she muttered angrily. She snuggled into her pillow once again and then ceased movement.
Goku looked down at himself. Somehow, she had made that thing rigid and stiff... He turned over slightly to look at his wife. He had been a bit miffed before, but now he was more interested in how she had been able to do that. "Chichi?" he whispered. His voice was barely audible.
Chichi didn't answer for a moment. She was mortified and annoyed at him for not knowing what she was trying to do. She sniffed slightly and kept her haughty silence.
Just then, she heard the coils of the mattress creak. He was moving over to her. She felt him move his head closer to hers. She pulled up her shoulder in irritation because his breath was tickling her ear. "Chichi," he whispered again.
He had barely finished saying her name before she rolled onto her back and glared in his face. "WHAT?" she hissed.
Goku gingerly blinked his big, round eyes. His puzzled gaze softened into a half-smile. "Chichi, how did you do that?" he asked in amazement.
Chichi raised an eyebrow. "How did I do what?"
Goku, even in the dark, was clearly blushing. He lowered his head and looked down at his crotch. She followed his glance and giggled a bit. "Oh, that?" she joked. "Did you like it?"
He laughed lightly. "Hai...what did you do?"
She rolled over completely and pressed herself against him. "It's okay, dear. That's what's supposed to happen." She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him tenderly.
He returned her kiss and grinned. "Really?" he replied thoughtfully. "The only time that ever happens is if I'm cold, though."
She smiled at his innocence. "Do you want me to...show you more?" she challenged him in her most seductive voice.
He frowned in confusion. "Why'd your voice change all of a sudden?" he responded obliviously. He raised his finger to her lip and brushed it gently.
Chichi could have smacked herself in the head for not remembering that he didn't understand the concept of "sexy". You'd think a 16-year-old boy would understand the notion at that point in his life...or at least would have had one of his friends explain it to him. She sighed. Then again, at least he was learning "sexy" from her and not Kame Sennin's porno magazines...
She chuckled. "I'm sorry," she apologized in her normal voice. She closed her eyes and kissed him again. He surprised himself by wrapping his arms around her in return and pulling her closer to him. He had no idea what he was doing...he just let it happen.
Chichi did the same. Both of them were new at this, but nature took its course. She spread her legs a bit just enough so that he could slip into her. She didn't want to scare him by being too forward with it. After all, he was very na•ve. Yet she was surprised when Goku moved over her and gratefully slid himself into her.
A wave of passion swept over them as he began thrusting into her slowly. After multiple battles with varied adversaries, he knew just how much pressure he should use while up against an opponent. The experiences helped him gauge the ki of his tiny wife beneath him and move in such a way so that she wouldn't be hurt. It was almost like fighting. But it was nicer...
Chichi clenched her eyes shut and whimpered. She had heard that the first time always hurt. But this really hurt. Somehow she got the idea that Goku wasn't being as gentle as he could be. Just as she opened her mouth to complain, she caught a glimpse of his face. His brow was furrowed in concentration. He was grunting lightly to his rhythmic propulsions and he was obviously holding back with the best of his ability from completely letting go and banging himself into her. She smiled lightly at his obvious attempts and kept quiet. After all, she knew that he was trying.
This was torture for Goku. For some reason, he understood this...he didn't know why, or how, but he innately knew what to do. Still, it was hard for him to hold back his eagerness as he proceeded. It was like fighting at the Tenkaichi Boudokai and not being able to hit his opponent no matter how much he wanted to...in fact...Chichi had been his opponent. There was no way he would have let himself hit her. He didn't want to hurt such a pretty girl that was so delicate. Yet she had a strange power over him; a power that made him question his actions. Bulma was a girl too, but she didn't have that effect on him. Chichi had this sober anger--this fire about her that made him wonder how such an aggressive person could ride Kintoen also. It fascinated him. He could never hurt her in any way...especially not now. Not when she was in such a vulnerable state. Even though the two of them had fought and then wed, she was doing it to him again, just like she had done at the Tenkaichi Boudokai. She was making him hold himself back for the sake of his love for her.
Chichi arched her back so that her warm breasts stuck out and pressed against his chest. Goku was going at it stronger now. Her eyes were moistening from the dull stabbing sensation inside of her and a small tear was produced in her eye. It trickled slowly down her cheek. Goku stopped abruptly when he saw it.
"Chichi!" he said, panting, "you're crying!"
"Yes, Goku-saa," she replied quietly, "but don't please don't stop." She cupped her hands around his face and moved upward enough just to kiss the tip of his nose.
Goku's eyebrows knitted together in concern and he slowly started thrusting again. It had been fun before that had happened, but now he decided that he wanted to wrap things up quickly. He started moving very slowly to stimulate himself to his zenith. He teased himself. He strained himself to. Just when he couldn't handle it any longer, he squeezed his eyes shut as he thrust his hips into her with controlled force and climaxed. Chichi yelped and gripped his shoulders in pained pleasure. She too had just reached an orgasm from the steady lunges of her large husband who now lay atop of her panting lightly.
Goku sucked in a breath through his teeth and slowly opened his eyes to look at his wife. She was sprawled across the pillows, looking up at him and puffing. Suddenly, she smiled reassuringly. She hadn't been hurt. Goku was more than relieved. He sighed happily as he pulled himself out of her and pulled his boxers back up around his waist. He moved off of her and took his side of the bed again, putting his hands behind his head and staring up at the ceiling. She rolled onto her side and curled up next to him.
Chichi studied his face, which was now tranquil and ruminating. She grinned and moved up to his cheek to kiss him. "I love you, Goku-saa," she whispered.
He turned his head and looked at her, slightly alarmed. "Chichi," he began, "how did you know that was going to happen?"
She smiled. "I didn't."
He stared at her and thought about it. No, she really hadn't known that it would have happened. He hadn't known either. But it had happened. And it felt good to be doing it with her. A smile shined upon his lips. "Me too, Chichi," he said as pressed his lips against her forehead.
"You too what?" she asked, her large black eyes gazing at him in query. He smiled at how cute she was and lowered his face to hers.
"I love you too," he whispered against her lips. He closed his eyes and kissed her.
Chichi closed her eyes and braced herself against him and lightly grabbed his shoulders in her palms. He pulled back and looked at her face. She looked peaceful and happy. He smiled and snuggled into his pillow, still holding her close to him. She rest her head against his bare chest and took a deep breath in through her nose. She smelled the clean oils from his labor on his skin and drifted into a euphoric half-sleep.
Goku watched her for a few minutes afterward. He looked over her to the twin windows beside the bathroom. The moon was ominously full and bright, for it cast a beautifully eerie blue glow across the blanket of trees in the forest. He smiled. That, for some reason, had always reminded him about life's mysteries. Now, he decided, the answers to some of the riddles were falling into place.