A Match Made in Heaven

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Ch. 9 ~ First Steps Towards Bonding (C/K)

Chichi blinked.  The sun shone in through her window, lighting up her face.  Realizing that she had to make breakfast for a soon-to-be very hungry and very awake Saiyan, she forced herself out of the bed.  She hastily threw some clothes on for the day, and exited her bedroom.  Silently making her way to the kitchen.

She pulled out three large frying pans, and a somewhat thawed 5-lb package of bacon.  She turned the burners on, threw a couple slices of bacon on each pan, and started frying the bacon.

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Kakkarot was standing behind Chichi in the kitchen.  He had wrapped his muscular arms around her shoulders, holding her to himself, but not enough to prevent her from cooking.  He watched her small hands as she skillfully fried the bacon.  The smell of the food was driving him absolutely crazy.  His stomach wanted him to reach over Chichi's shoulder and eat all the bacon in sight, however his self-control allowed him to keep his arms and hands where they were.

Chichi grinned as she felt the arms wrapped around her twitch.  She almost burst out laughing when she felt his stomach rumble behind her.  She reached out to a plate of finished bacon and handed a piece to him.

He eagerly grabbed the bacon from her hand and held it as if it were something sacred.  Finally, after admiring the bacon, he placed part of it in his mouth and…

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…bit down hard on his finger, snapping Kakkarot back into reality.  He sighed and plopped his head back down on the pillow, rubbing his throbbing finger.

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Chichi had just finished with the bacon and was slightly worried when Kakkrot was not by her side, drooling with hunger.  Her thoughts were disrupted by the slight twang of pain in her finger.  The pain quickly went away as she made her way to Kakkarot's bedroom.  She threw open the door, blushing slightly when she discover that he was very awake and very hungry.

He smiled and sniffed the air.  "Mmm… bacon."

Chichi could not hold in her laughter at the way he spoke.  He threw off his covers and jumped out of bed.  Chichi's eyes became as large as dinner plates when she realized that the Saiyan had absolutely no clothes on.  She hurried to the kitchen trying to make herself so busy that she would forget the sight of his body.  Must forget…that body, that gorgeous, muscular… STOP!  She pounded her fists on the counter.

Kakkarot stood at the doorway to the kitchen watching her.  He slipped behind her, startling her, but calming her down, when he placed his hands on her hips.  I bet you like what you saw, he thought.

Chichi bit her lip.  "How did you know?"

Kakkarot's face became a mask of confusion.  "How did I know what?"

"That I liked what I saw," she whispered, barely audible.

He spun her around so that she would face him.  "But Chichi, I didn't say anything of the sort… I only thou…" his voice trailed off.

Chichi's jaw dropped.  She could hear his thoughts… that could really only mean one thing: that they were bonding.

The realization suddenly hit Kakkarot and he picked her up, spinning her around.  When he set her back down, he nuzzled his face in her neck.  "We're bonding, Chichi," he purred, nibbling on her neck.

She melted in his arms.

"Chichi?"

"Yes, Kakkarot?"

"Um… I'm really hungry."

Chichi's legs were not jelly-like anymore as she spun back towards the stove, furious.  She picked up one of the clean frying pans and spun around to face Kakkarot again.  With a powerful swing of her arm, she brought the frying pan down hard on his head, leaving a large, growing lump there.  Dropping the frying pan on the floor, she picked up the plate of bacon and shoved it into his chest and left, muttering something about 'ruining the perfect moment'.

Kakkarot quickly gobbled down the bacon and cleaned off the plate.  Hurrying after the angry Saiyan, he found her in her in the dining area, sitting with her arms crossed in front of her chest.  He sat down on the floor beside her chair and draped his arms around her waist.  He was just about to apologize when someone knocking on the door interrupted him.  Chichi twisted out of his embrace and hurried to answer the door, thankful for Bulma's uncanny timing.

When she threw open the door, Bulma and Prince Vegeta were standing there.  Bulma pushed her way in front of the Prince and stood behind Chichi.

"Where's Kakkarot, woman?"

Chichi's temper flared again, but Kakkarot placed a relaxing hand on her shoulder.

"Right here, Prince."

"Well… the lets go, I'm tired of waiting for you baka to spar," he snapped.

"Coming," Kakkarot stated submissively.  As he left, he turned and gave Chichi an apologetic look, which she completely ignored.  Suddenly saddened, Kakkarot shut the door and followed Vegeta.

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Bulma had seen the look on Kakkarot's face and the look on Chichi's.  "What was that all about?" she queried.

Chichi just shrugged.

"Come on, Chich.  I know that something has to be bothering you.  You were so enamored by him yesterday and now you just throw away a glance like that," Bulma persisted.

Chichi straightened up.  "Yeah… well he's just an inconsiderate jackass.  He doesn't even realize that we were bonding, but his damn stomach gets in the way.  I mean really, Bulma, we were standing there in the perfect embrace and he tells me that he's hungry."

"Ooh… harsh.  Well, have I got something that'll cheer you up.  You wouldn't believe what I did to Vegeta last night…"

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"Kakkarot!" Vegeta smirked.  "What's the matter?  Getting soft?"

He sighed.  "No… I think… I think that Chichi and I are bonding."

Vegeta was taken aback.  "Already?  The woman just moved in with you."

Kakkarot hung his head.  "Yeah… so we're bonding.  And I feel really awful."

"About what, Kakkarot?  About the bonding?"

He shook his head in reply.  "No, Prince, about something I did, but right now that's personal and I need to spar to get it out of my system."

Vegeta smirked.  "It's about damn time."

*AN – well, another episode up.  And I'm going through a horrid period of *gasps* WRITERS BLOCK!  Hopefully I can get another chapter up really soon, but if not, please be patient with me.

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