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Author's Note – Wow, sorry it took so long to finish this chapter!  Chapter 8 is almost done, it's taking longer because I've changed the way the story's headed.  Sorry Goku and ChiChi fans, you might not like this chapter, but it just had to be done!  Enjoy, Tynan79

Chapter 7

Vegeta landed outside Capsule Corp.  He walked in through the backdoor and headed straight for his room.  All he wanted was a shower and sleep in that order.  He opened the door and found Bulma, on the phone.  She gave Vegeta a dirty look.

"ChiChi, Vegeta just drug his sorry ass in, so I'm sure Goku will be there shortly.   You sure you don't want to come over here?  No?  Ok, call if you need anything." She hung up.

As Vegeta walked into the bathroom to take his shower, Bulma followed him.

"Vegeta, that was ChiChi, she said Goku actually yelled at her, and that he was acting strange and that…Whoa, shit what happened to you?" she rushed to his side.  He had cuts and bruises over most of his body.

"I'm fine Woman, and Kakarot will be fine also.  He's worked off his anger."

Bulma ran her fingers around the edges of one particularly nasty looking bruise along his rib cage.  Vegeta hissed and grabbed her hand.

"Woman, I've got several broken ribs!  Kindly don't make them hurt any more than they already do.  And if you'll excuse me, I'm going to take a shower, and go to bed."

With that, Vegeta rid himself of the rest of his torn and bloody clothes and climbed into the shower.  As Bulma stood there, the mental image he had shared with her earlier flashed through her mind.  She walked back into their bedroom and got ready for bed.

A half hour later, Vegeta walked out of the bathroom wearing only a towel.  He raised an eyebrow when he saw what Bulma was wearing (or the lack there of).

"Woman, what part of 'shower and sleep' didn't you understand?" he asked her.

She smirked at him.  "Did you think that I would forget that little image you sent me earlier?"

Vegeta growled.  "That was before I got broken ribs and created a me shaped crater.  Now I've had my shower so I want sleep."

He removed the towel and laid down next to her, pulling the covers over them both.  Bulma snuggled up against him and shared a mental image of her own with him. 

"You sure you wanna sleep?" she purred seductively in his ear.

Vegeta growled and Bulma giggled, knowing she had gotten her way.

*****

Goku flew towards his house.  He really didn't want to go home though.  He didn't know why, but lately ChiChi's yelling really got to him.  He had never minded it before, but as of late, it had been getting worse and worse.

Goku realized he had changed course.  He paused in his flight to see if he could figure out why.  He smiled when he did.  Piccolo was close by.  He could always talk to him.  He continued his flight and landed near where the Namek was meditating.  Goku waited for Piccolo to acknowledge him.

"You're out late," he said as he opened his eyes to look at Goku.  "And you look like hell," he added.

Goku frowned and looked down.  He had a couple of cuts, but most of the blood on his clothes was from Vegeta.

As if reading his thoughts, something Piccolo was good at, he said, "You and Vegeta went at it pretty good.  He gonna live?"

Goku nodded, then sighed.  "Piccolo, I don't know what's going on with me.  All of a sudden I don't feel like the old me.  I mean, I yelled at ChiChi, and had this overwhelming urge to beat Vegeta into the ground."

"Which you did," Piccolo added.

Goku nodded.  "I was truly feeling angry.  I've not felt that way since I fought Freeza.  I don't understand it at all."

Piccolo stared at him intently for a moment, and then closed his eyes again.  "Let's see.  You're feeling angrier.  You're short tempered.  You're more vicious when you spar.  I'd say it sounds like you're acting a lot like Vegeta.  Which would mean you're acting more like your true Saiya-jin self."

Goku shook his head.  "No way.  I won't believe that.  I haven't hit my head lately, why would I start acting more Saiya-jin?"


Piccolo looked at him again.  "Well, when did this start?"

Goku thought about it for a moment.  "Well, I guess today actually, but I've been feeling weird for a while.  Today was the first day I gave into the urges."

Piccolo smiled slightly, but said nothing.  He closed his eyes again and Goku took that as his dismissal.  He thanked Piccolo for listening and left.

Piccolo opened his eyes and watched his friend go.  He wondered how long it would take for him to realize just what was causing the change in him.  ::This should be interesting.:: He thought to himself, then went back go meditating.

*****

Tynan lay in the bed, staring at the ceiling.  She mentally ran through the day's events again.  He had saved her, been angry at her father for her, yelled at his wife, and left her crying.

::This could be easier than I thought.:: she smiled to herself and drifted off to sleep.

*****

Somewhere in space, a small space ship raced towards Earth.  There was only one life form on the ship.  It sat staring off in a trance.  Suddenly its eyes snapped open.  It was almost there.  Soon, it would extract its revenge and no one would survive.

*****

Goku landed outside his son's house.  Gohan and Goten were both still up.  Goku still didn't feel like going home.  He was just about to knock when Gohan opened the door.  Judging by the worried look on his face, ChiChi had talked to him.

"Mind if I come in for a while?" Goku asked his son.  Gohan stepped out of the way.

Goten looked up as his father walked into the living room where he and Gohan had been talking.  "Gee dad, you look like hell," he commented.

Goku smirked slightly, in a way that reminded Goten of Vegeta.  He suppressed a shudder.  "Yeah, but Vegeta looks worse," Goku responded as he sat down on the couch.  He looked over at his youngest son and realized how tired he looked.  "You don't look so good yourself.  What did you do today?"

Gohan sat down in his chair and watched his father silently.  Goten sighed.  "I took Pan and Bra to the circus."  He sighed.  "I'm broke, I'm tired, and I'm starting to think death by Vegeta would have been better."

Goku raised an eyebrow and Goten sighed again.  "Pan and Bra decided to wake me up.  Pan hit the floor, but Bra hit the wall.  In exchange for not telling her father I threw her into a wall, I had to take the two of them to the circus for the day."

Goku nodded.  "She's just like her mother isn't she?"  He didn't wait for an answer, instead looked over at his oldest.  "So what did she tell you, Gohan?"

"That you yelled at her, didn't finish your dinner, and stormed out of the house.  After which I can assume you tracked down Vegeta, took out your anger on him, stopped off to ask Piccolo to make sense out of your irrational behavior, before stopping off here."

Goku grinned at him.  "Yup, that's about right.  The only exception was that I didn't plan on beating the hell out of Vegeta.  All I wanted was a little friendly sparring match.  However after we started sparring, I had this overwhelming urge to beat him not by power, as I could've easily powered up to Super Saiya-jin 3 and won, but instead by skill.  Which I think I did.  Anyway, Piccolo seems to think I'm acting more Saiya-jin, but I don't think that's it.  I'm just tired of your mom's yelling and complaining."

Goten nodded.  "I know what you mean, lately it seems worse.  I mean, she told me I was repairing this wall for this lady.  When I told her I had already had something to do that day, and that she should've asked me first, she got all bitchy with me.  I finally just left and came over here."

Gohan sighed.  His brother had been spending more and more time at his house, than at his parent's house.  The three sat in silence for a while, till Gohan decided he needed to get to sleep.

"Well I have work in the morning, so I'm going to bed.  Dad, you gonna crash here tonight?" he asked.

Goku shook his head.  "No, I'm going to head home.  See you boys later." Goku let himself out and went home.  He found ChiChi sitting in the kitchen.

She was sipping a cup of tea.  The food he had left was still sitting out.  She didn't look up when he sat down across from her.  "Goku, we need to talk," was all she said.

Goku nodded.  "ChiChi, I'm sorry I yelled at you earlier.  I don't know what's gotten into me."

"Goku, I made a few phone calls while you were gone.  I've found an apartment, in town.  It will be temporary, but will do until I find something permanent.  Bulma is going to come by tomorrow with some capsule boxes to help me move.  Goku, I really care about you, but I know that you're unhappy, our sons are unhappy, and I'm unhappy.  I really think it would be best if we got a divorce." She finally looked at him.

He smiled sadly at her.  "I agree ChiChi.  But we'll stay friends?"

She smiled back.  "Of course." She got up and walked over to him.  She gave him a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek.  "I'll heat this food up for you, then I'm going to bed."

He shook his head. "No, I'll heat it up.  Believe it or not, I know my way around the kitchen." He flashed her one of his famous grins.  She laughed then smiled at him.

"Well then, goodnight Goku."

He watched his wife as she disappeared into the hallway.  He then got up and heated his dinner.  After he finished, he went into the living room and stretched out on the couch.

::This is probably for the best.  It'll take some getting used to, but maybe she will find some happiness.:: he drifted off to sleep.

Author's Note – Ok, that was it, like I said, sorry to Goku and ChiChi fans!  Next chapter will be finished within the week I hope.

I don't own DBZ, nor any of the Characters except Tynan, Nikki, Tracy, and Vor.    Pieter Stoephoer was given to me by MangyTomCat.  Please don't sue me, I have no money.  Enjoy!  Tynan79.