Secrets revealed
"Vegeta! I'm home!" Goku yelled as he entered the front door. He stepped inside, taking off his jacket and scarf as he made his way into the living room. "Vegeta!!" he called again. "Come on! Where are you?" Frowning slightly, he made his way into the kitchen. "Vegeta?" he called curiously.
Just as he was about to walk up the stairs to check if his mate was in his room again, he heard a shrill voice call out to him.
"Goku!" Honey!!" The voice sounded familiar, so frightening familiar, Goku almost had a heart attack on knowing who it was. He spun around and yelled.
"Ch…chi…CHICHI???!!!" Indeed it was. It was his ex wife standing there in the middle of his living room, wearing a skimpy black dress and make up that made her almost look like a night hawker. On seeing this, Goku recoiled in disgust. "What are you doing back here?!" Where's Vegeta?!
"Oh, Goku! Darling!" she cried as she leapt into his arms, burying her head into the crook of his broad shoulder. "I'm so sorry I separated from you! I wasn't thinking straight!" she sobbed, crocodile tears running down the sides of her face. "I was so wound up in Goten and Gohan getting a good education, I never stopped to think of what you meant to me!"
"That's nice, Chichi." Goku said, not really listening to what she was 'wailing' about. "Do you know where Vegeta is?" She frowned slightly, but continued anyways.
"I've been traveling for so long, I almost forgot what it's like to live as a family!" she cried. "To have an understanding partner, someone who is always loyal and true…"
"Uh-huh…where's Vegeta?" her frown deepened and her brow twitched in an annoyed fashion, but she continued anyway.
"Goku!! Can you ever forgive me for wanting to go my separate way?! All I wanted was a loving, cherishing husband who loves me for who I am! And…now that I'm back…it was you!! It can only be you! Oh, Goku! Will you forgive me and take me back?!" There was a long pause as Goku glanced down at her, his eyes shimmering. At first, Chichi had thought that she had gotten through to him but…
"Right…have you seen Vegeta?" Chichi had to restrain herself from throttling Goku and yelling at him what she really thought of him.
I don't believe it! She thought in disbelief. After that dramatic display I just put on, after all those tears I've shed, this…this…BAKAYARO…still wants to know where Vegeta is! He's supposed to care about me! Not Vegeta!! Goku's supposed to have his arms wrapped around me, muttering words of endearment and how he'd never let me go again…but he's not!! Nooo…he's thinking about Vegeta!! She thought enviously. Things weren't going as she planned. But she wasn't about to give up.
"Chichi, have you seen Vegeta?!" Goku repeated, a little desperately this time.
"Yes," she said rather stiffly. "He said he was living here with you. But now that I'm back, he's moving out."
On hearing this, Goku's eyes widened in horror.
Iie!! Nande?! Why would Vegeta want to move out?! He questioned. Surely he knows that I'm not about to take Chichi back!! We're divorced! She told me so. I saw so! He looked back down at Chichi, brows furrowing suspiciously. "Are you sure?" he asked.
"Of course!" she spat, but quickly countered it by making her eyes go glassy. "D…don't you believe me?" Despite the fact that Goku wasn't going to take Chichi back, he really didn't want to make her cry! He knew what these girls' are like when you upset them. They wail and sob and cry about how you hate them and you want nothing to do with them and all that other crap that makes you feels incredibly guilty in the end.
"Er…of course I do!" he said quickly, mentally sighing in relief as her eyes went back to normal. "Demo…"
"Oh! You don't know how happy I am to have you back, Goku!" she cried out happily as she hugged him.
"Hai, demo…"
"To think I almost lost you!"
"I know, demo…"
"I swear, if I ever lost you again, I'd kill myself!" on hearing this, Goku paled.
"Uh…hehehehe…h…honto ni?" he asked nervously. Jeez! Now what must I do?! He wondered. As much as a bitch as Chichi could be, Goku still respected her and thought of her as his friend. He didn't want to see her hurt herself over him or do anything foolish. But, then again, he couldn't just let Vegeta go like that. What he felt for Vegeta was very different from what he felt with Chichi. When Chichi left, he only wondered why. Otherwise, he pretty much let it be. Vegeta, on the other hand, worried him. Something had to have been up if Vegeta left like that.
Chichi could feel that he was tense and decided to take advantage of it.
"Here, let me cook you a good, home-cooked meal!" she chirped. "I bet you haven't had one of those in ages!" Goku nodded his head mechanically.
"Oh…okay." He paused slightly as he rubbed the back of his neck and quickly backed away. "Umm…I'm just going to the bathroom…okay?"
"Right!" she smiled happily. "Just don't be too long!" Goku nodded and he quickly made his way to the bathroom, quickly shutting the door behind him and locking it.
Mattaku! He wailed in thought. What am I going to do now?! How can I get Vegeta back without Chichi deciding to go suicidal?! Goku didn't know what to do. Chichi was one of his oldest friends, although she was a bit of a sadistic bitch, he put up with her. He didn't want her to hurt herself.
Chotto matte! He thought as he stared into the mirror. Chichi smelt different when she hugged me. She smelt like…like another male. Hell, she reeks of the scent! He thought, being brutally honest with himself. And it's not the latest perfume! He lifted his head, realization sparkling within his deep orbs. So…if she smells like another male, then that means…
"Goku!!" she shrieked through the door. "What are you doing in there?"
"Umm…" he stuttered. "Just…just cleaning up." He called back as he walked over to the door. He didn't want Chichi to walk in, as he knew what she would do to him. In fact, he wanted to stay inside the bathroom until he could figure out how to get rid of her so he could find Vegeta. The reason being that Chichi only made him 'special' meals when she wanted to have sex with him. And she was no longer his mate. In fact, to him, she never was.
What am I going to do? He wondered as he made his way back to the sink. The more I think about it; maybe I should let Chichi kill herself. I mean, of all the times we've been together, she's done nothing but bitch, moan, criticize and yell at me for all my faults. She's never once been there for me when I needed her. Vegeta, on the other hand… he paused slightly as a smile made its way on his lips. Vegeta may yell at me, but it's within reason. He doesn't do it because I don't do what he wants me to. He does it when I do something wrong. And, unlike Chichi, I can feel that he really, truly loves me… A small wistful sigh made its way past his slightly parted lips. "Vegeta…"
Goku stopped suddenly, as something had caught his attention. It smelt like Vegeta, as though he was recently in the bathroom. But something was different about it, as though it had somehow…changed.
What on earth? He wondered as he followed his nose to a bunch of clothes Vegeta had left on the floor before he had made his escape. Gingerly, he picked them up and pressed his nose into the soft fabric, inhaling in the scent of his mate. They smelt like him, they belonged to him but they were…different. He sniffed again, trying to refine what he was picking up.
There were three scents. Vegeta's and two others. Vegeta's scent smelt like it always had before; spicy and exotic. Goku pulled away slightly as he shook his head clear, pushing away all thoughts of lust as he thought about his mate.
Now is NOT the time! He reminded himself. Dipping his nose back in again, he took an even longer whiff. This particular scent he couldn't put a name to it. It smelt sort of like Vegeta, but also like someone else, someone familiar. Frowning as he pulled back, he jotted down in his head to ask Vegeta about this when he found him. Going back for a third smell, Goku was surprised to find that it was Chichi's scent. Chichi?! He wondered. What on earth could her smell be doing on here? But as he took an even deeper smell, the answer came to him.
Danger. Fear. Threat. Hostility. Goku snapped back, eyes going wide with realization.
'Geta didn't leave this house by his own will… he thought as his grip on the clothes got tighter. Chichi SCARED him away! In the far back of Goku's mind, the logic of it all wondered how on earth she had managed that. But Goku's Saiyan side didn't give a rat's ass. Chichi had obviously attacked him, causing him to flee from their house.
So that's why she's here, that two-faced whore!! He thought as he glared daggers at the door. That's why she's acting all so sweet and perfect! And it all became clear to Goku. The things he had simply dismissed before all came back to him, and now with this newfound information, he knew what had gone on and what was going on. Squeezing the soft fabric of Vegeta's shirt until his knuckles went white, Goku slowly made his way to the bathroom door, all the while thinking of all the different ways he could murder his ex-wife.
Chichi was very pleased on finding that all the things she had left there before were still there.
It's not as good as the ones I used when I was living with Dave, but it will have to do. Humming happily at her own handiwork, she failed to notice that Goku had made his way to the kitchen and was now standing in the doorway, glaring venomously at the black haired woman, a trait he picked up from his beloved mate. Goku was trying his very best to hold his temper in check, as it would do no good if he simply walked over to her and broke her neck with a simple jerk of his wrist. Or maybe he could beat her to death? Shaking his head slightly, he turned back to the matter at hand.
No, I can't kill Chichi. He told himself. I'll just ask her nicely where Vegeta has gone, confront her on what she's done and after that, his knuckles turned white again as he clenched his fists tightly. Her ass is grass!!
At that moment, Chichi turned around, frying pan in one hand and wearing Vegeta's favorite apron, white with a small rose embroided in the bottom right corner.
"Oh! Goku," she said with a cheery smile. "I was just about to call you." Goku gave a very false smile, all the while restraining himself from killing Chichi instantly so he could remove the apron.
"Chichi," he began in a very false voice. "Do you know where Vegeta went?" He noticed that she visibly stiffened and her face scrunched up so much it made her look like she had swallowed a very sour lemon.
"Iie," she huffed as she turned back to the stove. "I don't even know why you want to know! Consorting with someone as bad as that! I'm surprised you've lasted so long with such a bad influence in your house…" As she carried on, she failed to notice that Goku's false cheery face had now vanished and the burning anger was the only thing that could be seen. Goku was very protective of his mate, and no one, NO ONE was going to insult him like that! But he kept his voice steady as he continued to speak with her.
"Do you know where he went?" he repeated. Chichi slammed the pan down on the stove.
"No, Goku!" she yelled. "I do not know where in the hell that dipshit is and I don't care either!" Dammit! She thought as she glared at the wall. Why doesn't he give up?! Here I am, cooking a superb meal for him, which only I can do, and he wants to know where his concubine is!! "What's gotten into you, Goku?! Why do you suddenly care?!" She whisked around to glare at him when she was met by a pair of dark orb that blazed with hatred. Her breath hitched in her throat at once when she saw the anger and loathing burning in his eyes.
"Because I want to know why you chased him away," he growled in a low and threatening voice, one that caused Chichi to stare in shock.
"N-nani?" she stuttered, not understanding how he could possible have known this. But that was the wrong answer.
"WHERE THE HELL IS VEGETA?!!!" he roared, his patience practically reaching its limit. Chichi stepped back, very shocked and frightened at how Goku was acting. Never in her whole life did she expect Goku to act so harshly, but she knew why he was being so.
"I-I don't know," she answered honestly. Goku took a step forward.
"Then you won't mind telling me what you did to him." He said as he stepped closer. Chichi wads very close to losing her cool, but she wasn't done with the war just yet. She quickly changed tactics and went from being the kind and dutiful wife, to prodding secrets.
"What's going on between you and Vegeta?" she demanded. "You two are lovers, aren't you?! Vegeta has been your playmate this whole time when I was gone, wasn't he?" she gave a smirk, thinking she had hit a nerve when he stopped suddenly. "Goku, the gay Saiya-jin. Hmm, that's almost catchy. What would Bulma say? What would Gohan and Goten say? What would Trunks say? What would the rest of the Z Senshi say if they all found out that you were screwing Vegeta from behind?" There was silence as dark eyes glowered at her. But what he replied with completely knocked her backwards.
"I don't give a flying fuck what anyone else thinks," he said as he glared. "Vegeta and I are mates. I love and care for him more than I ever have for anyone else. Especially you!" he spat. "So it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks, so long as Vegeta and I always have each other. And you're out of the picture!" Chichi glared at him as she balled her hands into tight fists.
"What about Gohan and Goten?!" she shrieked. "How do you think they'll look at you when they find out?! They'll be so ashamed, they'll never want to have anything to do with you!!!"
"Iie," he snapped. "You wouldn't want anything to do with me! Goten and Trunks have known ever since Vegeta moved in here and I've just told Gohan today." A smug smirk found it's way to his lips when Chichi's own smirk fell off her face. "And they are all pleased with it."
Chichi backed up even further, now very frightened. She knew she was caught if she had nothing else to accuse and insult Goku about, and she knew she was not going to get away with it.
"I'll ask one last time before I rip you to tiny shreds," Goku said in tone that was definitely not like him. "What did you do to Vegeta?!!!" Chichi, by accident, tripped over her own feet as she tried to escaped and landed hard on the floor on her rump.
"I-I-I did nothing!!" she cried. "All I did was catch him in…" she stopped. Yes! Of course! Goku doesn't know that Vegeta is pregnant!
"You caught him where?!" Goku yelled. "Come on!! SPIT IT OUT!!" He grabbed her by the front of her dress, but she did nothing but grin. His own venomous gaze never faltered, but it did drop when Chichi spoke again.
"Tell me," she asked in a low voice, almost as though she were letting out a deadly secret. "Did Vegeta tell you what was wrong with him?" Goku stared for a moment before he narrowed his eyes again.
"Tell me what?!" he yelled as he picked her up off the floor and held her high in the air. "WHAT'S WRONG WITH HIM?!!" Chichi's grin grew even broader as she pursed her shock pink lips.
Oh, Goku, she thought. You are going to be so very disgusted when you find out that your bitch is carrying your child. And then once you beg for forgiveness, asking me to please stay by your side, I shall modestly decline and play it out until I feel you have groveled enough. As well as have bought me plenty of expensive gifts!!
"WHAT IS IT, CHICHI??!!" She looked down at him, her own black eyes sparkling with malice.
"Vegeta," she said slowly. "Is pregnant."
Just as she had expected, the wild look on Goku's face suddenly disappeared and was replaced by shock.
"He…he's what?" he asked, not too sure if he was hearing right. She leered in closer.
"He's pregnant," she repeated. "With your child." She watched as Goku's eyes got wider, the shock of the news digging right into him. But, instead of being replaced by disgust, the shocked look fizzled off his face to be replaced with a smile.
"'Geta's pregnant," he said in a whisper before tossing Chichi to one side and crying out happily at the top of his voice. "My Veggie is pregnant with our baby!! I'm going to be a daddy again!!" He jumped about joyously as whooped out in delight. So THAT'S why he has been acting so strangely lately! He thought, finally understanding Vegeta's strange behavior. And that's why he had another scent on his clothes!
Chichi watched with wide eyes as Goku cried out happily, obviously celebrating the fact that another male, Vegeta no less, was carrying his third child. Seeing as this was not how it was supposed to go, Chichi's face scrunched into one of anger as she yelled at Goku.
"What is wrong with you?!!" she shrieked. "Didn't you hear what I just said?!! I said Vegeta is pregnant with your child!!! Why aren't you disgusted?! Why don't you feel revolted that another guy is carrying your brat??!!" Goku looked over his shoulder at her and smirked. Ever so casually, he walked over to her and leaned down so close that they were almost touching noses.
"Because," he whispered in a low and somehow menacing tone. "I love Vegeta. And because I love him, it only makes me happier that we care going to have a baby together." Chichi stared at him, not knowing what to do next. That was her last attack, her Trump Card. And it didn't even faze him one bit. "You had better get out of here," he told her. "Before I kill you for attempting to harm my mate." Before, Chichi would have simply dismissed it and hissed back that he wouldn't even hurt a fly. But she had also thought that Goku would be revolted by the fact that Vegeta was carrying his child, and he was overjoyed. Goku might just prove her wrong if she dared open her mouth.
Scrambling to her feet as quick as possible, she ran to the back door and ran to her car, not daring to glance back in case he changed his mind. Once she had disappeared over the hills, Goku knew that was the last he was ever going to see her.
Smiling softly as he walked through the living room, he went to the bathroom and gathered Vegeta's clothes, inhaling their sweet scent.
Vegeta, he thought as he sat down on the couch, grinning almost foolishly to himself. Why didn't you tell me this? Were you scared that I would reject you and want nothing to do with you? That's not it at all. It's too bad Chichi found out before I did, coz she seemed to scare you pretty badly… Goku's eyes snapped back as he remembered that Vegeta had fled from the house in terror. But he knew where he was.
If I know my 'Geta, and I do, he'll have gone back to Capsule Corp to Trunks and Goten. They're the only other people he'll feel safe around, and I should know why. Neatly folding the clothing and tucking it under his arm, Goku concentrated on Capsule Corp's living room and, bringing two finger to his forehead, ITed off.