A/N: Ahh!! You all have permission to murder me now. I' haven't uploaded a THING in the longest time, and I'm sorry! I had the worst writer's block imaginable for such a long time, I couldn't even write anything in English! And then I had a bit of inspiration and wrote this in about 20 minutes, and left it off. It was supposed to be a one-shot.. It's a story challenge from my friend Maria.. Hi Maria! ^^ Oh, right. So it was a story challenge from my friend, write a fic about Goku in a body cast. Now I've been trying to finish it.. It's no way NEAR finished though, but it just isn't coming to me. For the past week I've tried everyday. -.- I swear, I hate writer's block.

Grrr, well. I felt bad about not updating anything for so long, so I'm posting this unfinished for now. I'll continue in another chapter, as soon as my stupid brain gets back in gear. It's something new, and I hope you like it! Enjoy, and Arigato!
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"Ohhh, Chichi, it itches!" Goku whined, trying-- and failing-- to shift himself to one side. "Can't I PLEASE take it off?"

"For the last time, NO, Goku!" Chichi sighed exasperatedly, nudging him over to the other side before taking a seat next to the bed. "That cast is the only thing that's going to straighten those bones out."

"But do I have to wear it over my whole BODY?"

"Well, considering that you have broken and/or fractured bones in about 21 different places, then YES." Chichi growled slightly. "You shouldn't even be complaining! You're lucky to be alive!"

"But it itches! Does it have to be so itchy? Can't I take it off just to scratch for a minute?" Goku pleaded, a look of extreme discomfort on his face.

"Goku! I'm NOT going to say it again! You're going to stay inside that cast until you're fully healed, and that's that! And don't you dare try to break out, because then it'll just have to be set again! End of discussion!" She fumed, grabbing her book from the bed-side table and shoving her nose into a page she hadn't even reached as of yet. Never mind that the book was upside down.

Goku pouted, giving up his struggle with the many slings that were keeping his various body parts elevated. All was silent, as Goku continued pouting, and Chichi continued staring at the pages of her book while deciding how many aspirin she should take once she left. Four would certainly be enough.

The immobilized Saiyan sighed and looked around the room. Nothing of interest here. He sighed again and tried to see out of the partially opened door. A busty blonde nurse was pushing a man in a wheelchair, who apparently had a broken leg. The man said something to the nurse that Goku couldn't catch, but he saw the nurse smack the man on the back of the head and heard a loud 'OW!' before they were out of his line of sight.

Goku sighed loudly and turned to look at Chichi, who had begun to read her book the proper way. "Chichi?"

She started slightly, nearly dropping the book from her lap. "Yes? What's the matter Goku?"

Goku put on his best pout and asked childishly, "Can I pleeeeeeeease take the cast off? Maybe just for an hour?"

Chichi sweatdropped and narrowed her eyes. She stood up and threw her book down on the chair, ready to explode at Goku for being so consistently annoying. She didn't get the chance to, however, for at that moment, Bulma burst through the door, panting heavily, as if she had run a very long distance in a very short time, while carrying a very large load. Her hair was a mess and sweat had ruined her make-up. Her face was beet-red, and she looked as if she'd faint right on the spot. The two only had a moment to take in her disheveled appearance as she stumbled into the room and collapsed onto a chair. She had Vegeta's arm in a death-grip, and it was safe to say that he was NOT pleased about being dragged along. Vegeta, in turn, had Trunks by the hair, who was yelping in pain while trying to tell his father to let go. Vegeta obviously wasn't hearing it. Trunks had one hand fisted in his hair, while his other had Goten by the ankle, who was now on the floor and trying to get Trunks' attention away from his father so he could have his leg back. Both of Goten's hands were tightly gripping Gohan's cape-- he was in his Saiyaman uniform. Gohan had Videl's own cape-- also in uniform-- in his right hand while he used his left to try to yank Goten off of his outfit. Videl was staring down at her leg where Kuririn was stuck, tangled in what looked like party streamers, which were wrapped around Videl's own shin. Kuririn had stars in his eyes and Android 18 was looking down at him in a mixture of embarrassment, hilarity and concern. 18 held Marron in one arm, and the end of Kuririn's party streamer in the other. Marron giggled happily, oblivious to the odd situation they had all found themselves in. She started to unravel something that looked suspiciously like Piccolo's turban.

Everyone had looks on their faces that varied from astonishment, to confusion, to pain, embarrassment and anger, thanks to Vegeta.

Goku and Chichi stared.

And that's really all they had time to do, before Bulma caught her breath. And promptly exploded.

"GOKU!!" She screamed so loudly a receptionist on the floor below jumped. "WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?! I'M AT WORK, IN THE MIDDLE OF A VERY IMPORTANT MEETING, WHEN I GET A CALL FROM MY ASSISTANT BACK AT HOME TELLING ME THAT THE LAB HAD BEEN DESTROYED AND YOU WERE ON THE WAY TO THE HOSPITAL!! WHAT. DID. YOU. TOUCH?!

The World's strongest hero and savior whimpered and tried to back away. The cast prevented him from moving, and he whimpered louder.

Bulma, who was now redder in the face then she had been when she'd shown up, asked again, "WHAT DID YOU TOUCH, SON?!"

The chain of Z fighters simultaneously took a step backward. Those who were on the floor hopped. Vegeta snickered. His archrival was helpless, bandaged up inside a cocoon of plaster, and visibly shaking under the wrath of Vegeta's own wife.

Goku cleared his suddenly dry throat, and managed to mumble out something that might have been an answer.

A vein twitched in Bulma's temple, and she roared, "WHAT?!"

Goku choked and answered, louder this time, "I said I was touching this big black machine-thing in the middle of your lab when it started making clicking noises and blew up!"

The blue-haired time-bomb stood stunned for a moment. Her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates while her pupils simultaneously shrank to dots. "Th-the nuclear f-fusion tank..."

And then she fainted.
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