SUMMARY: Chichi wants to talk to Bulma and Vegeta figures out what's going on!!
A/N: Sorry it's taking me so long to post these chapters but I do have school. I promise to post a new chapter every week; or at least I'll try. Honest! Please review!!! Remember this is an a/u fic so I won't be following the DBZ timeline! Oh yeah. Some lemon but not to much.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z but I do own this story.
Remember : **Goku's thoughts**, #Vivica's thoughts#, ^^^Gohan's thoughts^^^, ~~~Chichi's thoughts~~~
The Wake Up Call
Just as the sun began to rise on the horizon, a rather groggy woman was ripped from her sleep by a banging at her front door. Lazily she arose from her bed to see who the idiot was that dared to disturb her from the hour and a half sleep she managed to get that morning after crying through the night over a husband who was not there. She grabbed her robe mumbling to herself about how the poor sap was going to get a piece of her mind for waking her at such an indecent hour. Just as she reached the top of the stair case she stopped because Gohan had already beaten her to the door.
"Gohan, who is it?," she asked in her husky morning voice.
Gohan said something to the person standing outside the door before running up the stairs to where is mother was waiting for an answer.
"It's Piccolo. He wanted to know if I was still going to be training with him since me and daddy didn't show up yesterday. Is it all right if I go? Please mom! Can I?!!," the small boy pleaded with puppy dog eyes as he looked at his mother.
Chichi thought a moment and then decided.
"Of course you can sweetie, but I want you to be careful. OK?," she told him as she brushed a lock of hair out of his eyes.
"You really mean it?! Thanks mom!!," Gohan yelled happily, causing Chichi to flinch a little at the high pitch tone of his voice. It was to early to be making such noise but she only smiled as he ran towards the door.
"I'll eat when I come back.Bye!!," he yelled and closed, no slammed, the door shut behind him, causing Chichi to flinch once more.
She thought it would do Gohan some good to go train. She thought that perhaps it would help him take his mind off of the current situation at home with his father being gone, at least for a little while. Besides, she had wanted to talk to Bulma and hopefully get some advice on what she should do. Bulma could relate because she was married to a Saiyan as well.
"I wonder how she deals with it?," she thought to herself as she made her way to the bathroom for a shower.
The hot water helped to ease her sleep deprived muscles but did little for mind. She kept thinking back to the argument she and Goku had the night before.
"How could I've said such a cruel thing to him? NO! It was his fault, he made me say such a thing! Afterall, he's the one in the wrong by not putting me first and not taking financial responsibility for his family...right?"
She turned off the water and stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel. She quickly dressed and headed downstairs to prepare tea for she and Bulma. After the kettle was on the stove, she dialed the number to Capsule Corp.
"Hello," a feminine voice answered on the other line.
"Hello, Bulma? It's me, Chichi."
"Oh, hi Chichi! How are you?"
"Well, I've been better. I'm sorry I called so early. What are you doing up already any way?"
"Oh, well Vegeta gets up pretty early to train, but of course he has to have his face stuffed before he heads to the gravity room!," Bulma lightly laughed in response.
"Bulma the reason I called was that I wanted to know if you could come over. I need to talk you about some....things."
"Things? What kind of things?." Bulma asked suspiciously.
"Well, it's about me and Goku, but I don't want to talk about it over the phone. I feel like someone is listening and I don't want anyone else to know about this."
"OK Chichi, I wont tell anyone. See you in a few."
"Thanks Bulma."
She hung up the phone and sat at the table waiting patiently for her friend to arrive.
"Come on Gohan! Focus!!," Piccolo shouted as he threw another fist at Gohan's face. Gohan barely dodged the oncoming assault by quickly ducking out of the way, only to run into Piccolo's leg as Piccolo threw a kick to Gohan's side. Letting out a small yelp, he fell from the sky to the ground.
"What's the matter kid, your not fighting with the fire you use to," Piccolo said with concern in voice, but not to much since he still hasn't gotten completely comfortable with showing such feeling.
"Nothing," Gohan whispered due to the fact that he got the wind knocked out of him and also he didn't want to talk about how his father left them the night before.
"Don't you know you can't lie to me without me knowing it?"
Gohan bowed his head as tears began to form in his eyes. He couldn't speak for several moments because he was trying to fight back tears and choke down sobs that threatened to escape from his throat. Just thinking about his father made him want to cry. Just as he was beginning to speak a harsh voice broke the silence.
"What's your problem boy?!," Vegeta all but yelled at him.
"What are you doing here?," Piccolo asked with mild interest.
"Well, not that's it's any of your business Namek, but I thought I could use a change in my training routine by pounding the living daylights out of a weakling like you." Vegeta said with a smirk.
Before Piccolo could respond, Vegeta turned his attention back to Gohan.
"Well brat?! I'm waiting! What has the son of a third class warrior so upset? By the way, where is Kakkarot anyway?," Vegeta asked while taking in a quick survey of the surrounding area.
"I don't know where he is. He and mommy were fighting last night and he left," Gohan all but whispered.
Both men raised their eyebrows slightly upon hearing this. They knew that Goku had put up with Chichi's mouth and never really said anything back. So it completely shocked them to hear that he actually left. They never saw that one coming. No one did.
"I'll be damned," Vegeta mumbled to himself, even though Piccolo heard.
"He told me that I would still see him because we still have to train but he didn't say when he'd show up. I don't understand why he and mommy are so mad at each other." He said as tears began to fall from his eyes.
"What were they arguing about," Piccolo asked with interest.
"I'm not to sure, but I heard mommy say something about daddy not taking care of us like he should and her not wanting me to grow up like a barbarian. Daddy told her something about how she knew how he was before and she should've told him that she had a problem with it before they got married. Then she told him that she should've. That's when daddy left," Gohan explained while keeping his eyes on the ground.
"Perhaps I should go talk to him. I'm sure he just needed to cool off kid. Don't worry, he'll come back. Goku always keeps his word," Piccolo said trying to comfort the boy as best as he could.
"No. I'll be the one to talk to him. He is a Saiyan and you know nothing about issues concerning saiyans and their mates, so you couldn't possibly relate Namek!,!" Vegeta exclaimed to Piccolo.
"Goku's my friend not yours, so you are the one who couldn't relate!! Besides, you can't stand Goku, so why do you want to help him anyway?!"
"Because, Green Bean!!!, he is one of the last of my kind, therefore any issue he has IS of my concern, considering I'm his Prince and understand the matters of a Saiyan heart, friend or foe!!!," Vegeta screamed back.
Piccolo contemplated this for a few seconds before he said "All right. You've made your point. Go and talk to him. I'll stay here with Gohan."
"Fine," Vegeta simply stated before heading towards Goku's ki signal. "So Kakkarot finally stood up to that loud mouth wench. Ha! Who would've thought! I wonder what he's been up to?"
Just then Vegeta felt another ki signal with Goku's. "I wonder who he's with," Vegeta thought to himself out loud. "The power level is to insignificant to be a warrior's." Vegeta pondered a bit longer, feeling out the ki thoroughly. It seemed to be fluctuating up and down wildly like Goku's. Then it him like a ton of bricks.
"He's not!! HE IS!!! THAT IDIOT!!!," he shouted out loud."I don't care how much he was angered by his mates words, that is still no excuse for fucking someone else!! I may just have to do more than talk to him! I'll have to knock some sense into him as well!!," Vegeta growled to himself. "No matter how mad I get at Bulma, I would never do something like that!!" Not wasting anytime, Vegeta blasted off at top speed.
As we enter a luxurious apartment, the squeaking sound of a mattress can be heard. Along with the constant banging of a headboard drumming a steady rhythm against the wall, a woman's and man's voice echo throughout the halls.
"Oh Goku!!!
"Oh BABY!!"
Goku was sweating profusely as he bucked his hips up and down on top of Vivica. Goku had awaken that morning extremely aroused thinking of what he and Vivica did the night before. He rolled on top of her and got to work. Vivica wasn't expecting to find Goku there when she woke up. So she was completely shocked to find him still there and inside her!!. She didn't protest and willingly spread her legs farther. Allowing him to enter her more deeply.
She put her arms around his neck and was enjoying the ride. She arched her back against him panting heavily in his ear saying his name over and over. He had one hand on her headboard and the other gripping the sheets above her head. He pumped and grunted his way to an orgasm and release. Vivica came right after him. He collapsed on the bed breathing heavily while she to tried to compose herself.
"Well good morning to you to," she panted in his ear.
He smiled against her neck and then lifted his head to look at her.
"You are so beautiful," he breathed raggedly. Still somewhat out of breath from their lovemaking.
Vivica blushed and kissed him gently on the lips. Goku leaned down and returned the kiss, but with more passion. Just then a loud banging was heard at the door.
(a/n: so what do you think of this chapter? Would write more but I have school in the morning. Sorry. I promise I'll try to post a new chapter every week. Later!)
A/N: Sorry it's taking me so long to post these chapters but I do have school. I promise to post a new chapter every week; or at least I'll try. Honest! Please review!!! Remember this is an a/u fic so I won't be following the DBZ timeline! Oh yeah. Some lemon but not to much.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z but I do own this story.
Remember : **Goku's thoughts**, #Vivica's thoughts#, ^^^Gohan's thoughts^^^, ~~~Chichi's thoughts~~~
The Wake Up Call
Just as the sun began to rise on the horizon, a rather groggy woman was ripped from her sleep by a banging at her front door. Lazily she arose from her bed to see who the idiot was that dared to disturb her from the hour and a half sleep she managed to get that morning after crying through the night over a husband who was not there. She grabbed her robe mumbling to herself about how the poor sap was going to get a piece of her mind for waking her at such an indecent hour. Just as she reached the top of the stair case she stopped because Gohan had already beaten her to the door.
"Gohan, who is it?," she asked in her husky morning voice.
Gohan said something to the person standing outside the door before running up the stairs to where is mother was waiting for an answer.
"It's Piccolo. He wanted to know if I was still going to be training with him since me and daddy didn't show up yesterday. Is it all right if I go? Please mom! Can I?!!," the small boy pleaded with puppy dog eyes as he looked at his mother.
Chichi thought a moment and then decided.
"Of course you can sweetie, but I want you to be careful. OK?," she told him as she brushed a lock of hair out of his eyes.
"You really mean it?! Thanks mom!!," Gohan yelled happily, causing Chichi to flinch a little at the high pitch tone of his voice. It was to early to be making such noise but she only smiled as he ran towards the door.
"I'll eat when I come back.Bye!!," he yelled and closed, no slammed, the door shut behind him, causing Chichi to flinch once more.
She thought it would do Gohan some good to go train. She thought that perhaps it would help him take his mind off of the current situation at home with his father being gone, at least for a little while. Besides, she had wanted to talk to Bulma and hopefully get some advice on what she should do. Bulma could relate because she was married to a Saiyan as well.
"I wonder how she deals with it?," she thought to herself as she made her way to the bathroom for a shower.
The hot water helped to ease her sleep deprived muscles but did little for mind. She kept thinking back to the argument she and Goku had the night before.
"How could I've said such a cruel thing to him? NO! It was his fault, he made me say such a thing! Afterall, he's the one in the wrong by not putting me first and not taking financial responsibility for his family...right?"
She turned off the water and stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel. She quickly dressed and headed downstairs to prepare tea for she and Bulma. After the kettle was on the stove, she dialed the number to Capsule Corp.
"Hello," a feminine voice answered on the other line.
"Hello, Bulma? It's me, Chichi."
"Oh, hi Chichi! How are you?"
"Well, I've been better. I'm sorry I called so early. What are you doing up already any way?"
"Oh, well Vegeta gets up pretty early to train, but of course he has to have his face stuffed before he heads to the gravity room!," Bulma lightly laughed in response.
"Bulma the reason I called was that I wanted to know if you could come over. I need to talk you about some....things."
"Things? What kind of things?." Bulma asked suspiciously.
"Well, it's about me and Goku, but I don't want to talk about it over the phone. I feel like someone is listening and I don't want anyone else to know about this."
"OK Chichi, I wont tell anyone. See you in a few."
"Thanks Bulma."
She hung up the phone and sat at the table waiting patiently for her friend to arrive.
"Come on Gohan! Focus!!," Piccolo shouted as he threw another fist at Gohan's face. Gohan barely dodged the oncoming assault by quickly ducking out of the way, only to run into Piccolo's leg as Piccolo threw a kick to Gohan's side. Letting out a small yelp, he fell from the sky to the ground.
"What's the matter kid, your not fighting with the fire you use to," Piccolo said with concern in voice, but not to much since he still hasn't gotten completely comfortable with showing such feeling.
"Nothing," Gohan whispered due to the fact that he got the wind knocked out of him and also he didn't want to talk about how his father left them the night before.
"Don't you know you can't lie to me without me knowing it?"
Gohan bowed his head as tears began to form in his eyes. He couldn't speak for several moments because he was trying to fight back tears and choke down sobs that threatened to escape from his throat. Just thinking about his father made him want to cry. Just as he was beginning to speak a harsh voice broke the silence.
"What's your problem boy?!," Vegeta all but yelled at him.
"What are you doing here?," Piccolo asked with mild interest.
"Well, not that's it's any of your business Namek, but I thought I could use a change in my training routine by pounding the living daylights out of a weakling like you." Vegeta said with a smirk.
Before Piccolo could respond, Vegeta turned his attention back to Gohan.
"Well brat?! I'm waiting! What has the son of a third class warrior so upset? By the way, where is Kakkarot anyway?," Vegeta asked while taking in a quick survey of the surrounding area.
"I don't know where he is. He and mommy were fighting last night and he left," Gohan all but whispered.
Both men raised their eyebrows slightly upon hearing this. They knew that Goku had put up with Chichi's mouth and never really said anything back. So it completely shocked them to hear that he actually left. They never saw that one coming. No one did.
"I'll be damned," Vegeta mumbled to himself, even though Piccolo heard.
"He told me that I would still see him because we still have to train but he didn't say when he'd show up. I don't understand why he and mommy are so mad at each other." He said as tears began to fall from his eyes.
"What were they arguing about," Piccolo asked with interest.
"I'm not to sure, but I heard mommy say something about daddy not taking care of us like he should and her not wanting me to grow up like a barbarian. Daddy told her something about how she knew how he was before and she should've told him that she had a problem with it before they got married. Then she told him that she should've. That's when daddy left," Gohan explained while keeping his eyes on the ground.
"Perhaps I should go talk to him. I'm sure he just needed to cool off kid. Don't worry, he'll come back. Goku always keeps his word," Piccolo said trying to comfort the boy as best as he could.
"No. I'll be the one to talk to him. He is a Saiyan and you know nothing about issues concerning saiyans and their mates, so you couldn't possibly relate Namek!,!" Vegeta exclaimed to Piccolo.
"Goku's my friend not yours, so you are the one who couldn't relate!! Besides, you can't stand Goku, so why do you want to help him anyway?!"
"Because, Green Bean!!!, he is one of the last of my kind, therefore any issue he has IS of my concern, considering I'm his Prince and understand the matters of a Saiyan heart, friend or foe!!!," Vegeta screamed back.
Piccolo contemplated this for a few seconds before he said "All right. You've made your point. Go and talk to him. I'll stay here with Gohan."
"Fine," Vegeta simply stated before heading towards Goku's ki signal. "So Kakkarot finally stood up to that loud mouth wench. Ha! Who would've thought! I wonder what he's been up to?"
Just then Vegeta felt another ki signal with Goku's. "I wonder who he's with," Vegeta thought to himself out loud. "The power level is to insignificant to be a warrior's." Vegeta pondered a bit longer, feeling out the ki thoroughly. It seemed to be fluctuating up and down wildly like Goku's. Then it him like a ton of bricks.
"He's not!! HE IS!!! THAT IDIOT!!!," he shouted out loud."I don't care how much he was angered by his mates words, that is still no excuse for fucking someone else!! I may just have to do more than talk to him! I'll have to knock some sense into him as well!!," Vegeta growled to himself. "No matter how mad I get at Bulma, I would never do something like that!!" Not wasting anytime, Vegeta blasted off at top speed.
As we enter a luxurious apartment, the squeaking sound of a mattress can be heard. Along with the constant banging of a headboard drumming a steady rhythm against the wall, a woman's and man's voice echo throughout the halls.
"Oh Goku!!!
"Oh BABY!!"
Goku was sweating profusely as he bucked his hips up and down on top of Vivica. Goku had awaken that morning extremely aroused thinking of what he and Vivica did the night before. He rolled on top of her and got to work. Vivica wasn't expecting to find Goku there when she woke up. So she was completely shocked to find him still there and inside her!!. She didn't protest and willingly spread her legs farther. Allowing him to enter her more deeply.
She put her arms around his neck and was enjoying the ride. She arched her back against him panting heavily in his ear saying his name over and over. He had one hand on her headboard and the other gripping the sheets above her head. He pumped and grunted his way to an orgasm and release. Vivica came right after him. He collapsed on the bed breathing heavily while she to tried to compose herself.
"Well good morning to you to," she panted in his ear.
He smiled against her neck and then lifted his head to look at her.
"You are so beautiful," he breathed raggedly. Still somewhat out of breath from their lovemaking.
Vivica blushed and kissed him gently on the lips. Goku leaned down and returned the kiss, but with more passion. Just then a loud banging was heard at the door.
(a/n: so what do you think of this chapter? Would write more but I have school in the morning. Sorry. I promise I'll try to post a new chapter every week. Later!)
