Just One Week
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Do you think anything else exciting happened that day? No, not really…Goten and Trunks just finally succeeded on doing that fly up, push off thing and well…their finale sure was…oh, what's the word for it…dynamite? They pushed themselves up to the ceiling so perfectly and pushed back off so perfectly, that they were caught up in their glory and didn't pay any attention to how close the ground came to them. They should have a couple of big lumps for a few days…
I should've screamed at Goku, I mean, he was the one that told them to try it. And it ended up with both of them crying their eyes out, Goten much louder than Trunks. Trunks still had that small reputation to uphold and didn't want to seem like a baby in front of me, Goten, and especially not Goku. He was a "cool, tough guy!" In my son's own words.
But, as usual, Goku's good humor came in handy and the boys were laughing in no time, ready for some more action almost immediately.
Not too long after that whole incident, Gohan came home from school, stating that he was going to head to his room to get his homework out of the way. So much for company there. I was almost positive that when Gohan saw the other guys sparring and training that he would join in. …Oh well, maybe he would be back later, the smarty-pants. Until then, I decided to stop reading my book, not wanting it to end too soon. Making a little midday snack sounded like a better idea, for me and for the boys. I'm sure once they stopped for a few moments; those stomachs of theirs will be making very weird sounds, telling them it's time to eat.
I was in the middle of opening about the eleventh can of ravioli's and putting them in a big pot when a huge fight broke out…umm, sorta…
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Deep within the corridors of Capsule Corporation, somewhere on…a very high floor (okay, so just the second floor), there is quietness…very, very silent, that it is indeed…until the loud slamming of a door is heard, followed by many footsteps, and then yelling.
"Mommy! Gohan's gonna kill me!" screamed Goten, who sounded a bit frightened, yet amused at the same time.
"Goten, get back here!" came Gohan's scream next. The teen sounded more than a little annoyed and it was apparent enough that he was chasing Goten everywhere. It could always be known when Gohan was right on his tail, for the little kid would shriek and laugh a lot louder.
"But Gohan…!" Goten tried to explain, the two of them now in the living room. Bulma had to put all the food down, turning around to stare into the room with her hands on her hips, her foot tapping on the kitchen floor. The sudden sound scared her, making her jump and spill some sauce on her clothing.
"Trunks was the one that pushed me in!" Goten finished, trying his best to make Gohan believe him.
Watching the scene before her, Bulma had to smirk and go to the doorway, getting a front row seat on the show that was taking place. Gohan and Goten had been running around the couch, neither of them bothering to just fly over or turn around and run the other way. Finally, however, Goten did stop behind the couch, making Gohan stop in front of it to wait for his next move.
"I'm serious, Gohan!"
"You were still spying!" Gohan yelled, now not being so vicious, a sparkle glinting in his eyes that obviously said that he was having fun, "And now you're gonna pay!"
Without another thought, Gohan dived over the couch, making Goten scream in terror. His yells were soon drowned, though, when Gohan landed on his baby brother, smothering him behind the couch.
"Mmmmm-ommy-y-y!" the little one screamed, the first part of the word barely heard and the second part enough to wake the whole compound. Bulma only watched, however, as Gohan got Goten in a headlock and began rubbing his knuckles atop of Goten's head.
"Ow! Gohan, that hurts!" he screamed, trying to wiggle his way out of the strong grip.
Bulma, now giggling, stepped into the room, "All right, that's enough Gohan," she was pleased when Gohan obeyed and let the kid out of the headlock, "what's this all about anyway?"
"Gohan was in his room making out with Videl!" Goten screamed before Gohan could ever open his mouth. This time, Goten jumped over the couch when he caught glimpse of the evil eye Gohan shot his way.
Raising an eyebrow, Bulma stared at Gohan with amusement, "Oh, really now?"
"N-no, Bulma! It wasn't like that at all!" He stammered a bit at first, a dark red appearing on his cheeks to indicate a blush. He waved his hands in front of him in defense, "It was nothing like that. Goten and Trunks just came in at the wrong ti—."
"Because you were making out!" Goten insisted, peaking his head over the side a little, enough to see everything that was going on, but far enough away to dodge any punches that may come his way.
"No! I wasn't…" Gohan shot back, his face becoming even redder.
"Yes, you were! Yes, you were!" came a different voice across the room that could belong to none other than Trunks. The boy with the lavender hair chuckled, pointing at Gohan with both of his index fingers.
"No, I—!"
"He was! I saw it with my own ears…er—eyes rather," was Goku's response. Goten and Trunks chuckled at this "joke" and the grown man grinned just as widely as the two youngest ones, acting as though he were their age, if not younger.
"Dad!" Gohan cried in disbelief, standing straight up immediately, looking as though he would pass out any second, though, rather it be from embarrassment or astonishment.
"Goku!" Bulma then yelled, "Honestly!" She chuckled a bit and shook her head. The poor boy…she wouldn't blame him if he wanted to stab himself at that very moment. And Videl…! Gohan had admitted to her being up in his room…what was she thinking right now? Bulma almost had the urge to run upstairs just to make sure Videl was still in the room and not out the window.
"They were all like this!" Goten spoke up again before turning around and wrapping his arms around himself, making loud, kissing sounds.
Gohan became that much redder.
"Yeah, yeah, and then they were all like…" Trunks mimicked Goten, except he decided to take it a step further by throwing himself against the wall, making louder sounds. Just to shove it more in Gohan's face, he began making moaning sounds, mixed in with Videl's name, of how Gohan "had been" saying it.
Goku chuckled at the humorous displays before him, about to do his own little skit before he caught Bulma's eye. She had that stern look in them that said that was enough, making him drop his arms to his sides and put on a straight face.
"Goten. Trunks." Bulma said sternly, making them both stop immediately and turn to face her, then to hang their heads low in apology.
"We're sorry…" they said in unison with much sincerity in their voices.
"Don't tell me sorry," she said, crossing her arms under her chest before nodding her head in Gohan's direction.
"Sorry, Gohan," they both said again, perking up only when Gohan told them it was okay…after a heavy sigh.
"Good!" Bulma smiled proudly at how well she could work things out. She clapped her hands together and looked around at everyone, "Now, food is almost done, so Gohan, why don't you go up and get Videl and she can join us. You other three, go wash your hands."
Without another word, Gohan ran upstairs and Goten and Trunks ran into the kitchen. Unfortunately, they had to pass Bulma on their way in there, which was why Goku didn't quite make it.
"Goku," she said simply, making him stop dead in his tracks. Turning to face her, her put on a crooked grin and laughed nervously, sliding his hand up to behind his head to give a sheepish look.
"Eh…yes, Bulma?"
She stared at him seriously for no more than five seconds before she broke into a smile and punched his arm lightly, "Baka! Now why did you do that? You embarrassed the heck out of him."
Seeing that she wasn't going to lecture him, he straightened his grin out, "He knew we were just kidding. Besides…we're all family here!"
For some reason, that little statement made Bulma's heart flutter and her own face to redden this time. Yes…she wanted a family. A normal family. …or at least as normal as they came around here.
Goku watched the blush light up her face, making him tilt his head to the side in wonder.
"Yes, but I can only imagine how Videl fel—," she stopped herself short when she noticed Gohan and Videl were coming down the stairs, "Shut up!" Bulma whispered harshly to Goku even though he wasn't speaking. He was about to question her on the ideal but instead got pushed into the kitchen by her so he was out of sight.
"Hello, Videl! Are you going to stay for an early supper?" Bulma asked politely.
"No, thanks," she replied, walking hurriedly over to the front door, "my father is probably wondering where I am. See you tomorrow, Gohan." She said this all in quite a rush before shutting the door behind her, everyone positive that she was happy to be out of that house.
"Umm…bye." Gohan replied to the door. He turned to face Bulma and returned her smile, "She'll be back."
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Later that night, Bulma was finally happy to lay Goten and Trunks down to sleep, Gohan being in bed also. Bulma was busy making her bed, almost ready for sleep herself. She was humming silently to herself, the soothing sound of the shower spraying water coming in from the next room. Yes, Goku was in there, after Bulma told him he stunk and that he should get a bath. She could only imagine the atmosphere in that room at that very moment…
Steam. Thick steam from the scolding water filling the air, making it almost impossible to see through at first glance. The mirror's fogged up, but it's okay. No reflections needed at the exact moment. The temperature inside the room was enough to make anyone want to strip quickly, to get out of the restrictions that kept the body from feeling engulfed within the misty steam.
The spray of water hitting against the wall and the shower door, the inside of the shower seeming as though a heavy rain pour was trying to beat it down. But those weren't the only things the water was pounding on. Ohhh, no! There was something better, something much better…located right in the center. Jet black hair pushed back from the pressure, water droplets running quickly down the length of the perfectly shaped and built body.
Question: What's better than watching water glide over a perfect body?
Answer: Watching your own hands glide over that perfect body.
She could only imagine how it would feel to savor the delicious taste of a hot, salty individual, standing directly before her, directly against her, to…
"Hey-a, Bulma! Watch-a doin'?"
The voice snapped her roughly out of her daydream once again. Her eyes turned sharply to Goku, who was standing in the doorway with nothing but boxers on and a towel around his neck. He was still dripping wet, seeming to have walked right out of the shower without bothering to dry off.
Looking down, she happened to notice that she was squeezing a pillow very tightly in her hands, making her knuckles turn white. She threw the pillow down roughly before she could think twice about it, making Goku give her a weird glance.
"Nothing, just…" quickly, she thought up something to say, "just thinking about how rude you were earlier to Gohan."
Goku chuckled softly, "You still on that? Gohan found it funny, too, ya know," he let her know, wanting to get the point across that there were no hard feelings.
Bulma only shrugged, however, and straightened out the bed sheets more.
Goku frowned a bit, then grinned, deciding to tease her. Turning around, he wrapped his arms around himself, much like how Goten and Trunks did earlier, and began making kissing sounds all over again.
Rolling her eyes, Bulma clapped her hands twice to turn her bedside lamp on medium, pressing in a button on the wall to turn off the ceiling light, "Honestly, Goku. Sometimes you can be so childish."
In spite of her, Goku decided to take it a step further by throwing himself down to the ground. As Bulma sat on the edge of her bed, she couldn't see Goku any longer, but she could hear him perfectly clear as he rolled around on the floor.
"I sure hope they didn't do that much!" Bulma said humorously, "Then I would have to make fun of him, too." She giggled and flopped back on the bed.
Goku popped up and jumped on the bed, making Bulma have to brace herself so she didn't go flying off the bed. He grinned over at her, "Oh, but they did."
Bulma had to look over at him with surprise, "You didn't actually spy on them too…did you?" she asked him with an edge in her voice. She propped herself up on an elbow and looked down at him, trying to keep her eyes from gazing over his body too much.
"Of course I did," he replied like it was nothing, giving a slight shrug. He put his arms behind his head to lay on them as he looked back up at her, "What's the big deal?"
She narrowed her eyes slightly and pinched his side, "Haven't you ever heard of privacy?"
"Yeah…we're in privacy right now," he responded, snuggling deeper into the mattress, "Isn't it great that Gohan didn't even think about getting back at me?" He questioned playfully.
Bulma dulled her eyes at everything he just said before flipping over and sitting up, "I'm going to get changed." She was about to stand up to get her pajamas, but got stopped when she felt Goku wrap his large hand around her delicate one, making her turn around and raise an eyebrow.
"Not yet." Goku demanded gently before sitting up himself. Bringing Bulma closer to him, he was surprised, and sure she was too, at his next course of action. He brought her down so his lips could come in contact with hers, making it as simple as possible at first. He wasn't quite sure why he did it; he just had that urge to do such a thing ever since earlier that morning when they were having a small intimate moment.
Bulma's eyes widened before she had a chance to respond in any other way. Her body stiffened, but only for a few seconds before she realized what exactly was happening. This wasn't bad at all…her body went limp against his and she closed her eyes slowly, sinking into him gradually.
Goku pulled away too soon for Bulma's liking. Neither of them bothered to open their eyes as their lips were mere millimeters away, their hot breaths intermingling with the other. Then hearing Goku whisper her name made her get chills up and down her spine. Why was he suddenly doing this? And now? Did he have something…on his mind? She wanted to ask him. Oh, how she wanted to. But she couldn't bring herself to speak, as though she had no voice at all.
"I've missed you so much…" Goku again whispered, his eyes, once open, full of more passion now than Bulma had ever seen. When did this change in him occur? It seemed so abrupt.
Still not being able to speak, she could do no more than nod in agreement, wanting to tell him how much she has missed him in return.
"You've done so much for Gohan and Goten these past four years…" he said lowly, huskily. Bulma knew that tone of voice. It was like a low, deep growl, emitting from the very core of Goku's body. Coming straight from his heart and vibrating out like a soft purr.
Bulma began to get a blurry vision. Out of all the happenings today, she never thought this would be the way she would end it. She felt Goku's lips on her own again, but only for a second before pulling away to speak again.
"You didn't deserve to go through what you did…" Goku reached a hand up to run it back through her hair, making her close her eyes and tilt her head with his touch. Her lips parted slightly at the wonderful feeling.
"How long…" Bulma managed to finally speak, but with a weak voice, "I've been wanting to be held…like this…again…" she opened her eyes once more, staring directly into Goku's fiery orbs. She had to gasp. He was staring at her so intensely, like he could see right through her. He knew all of what she was feeling, all of what she was thinking, everything about her. She felt so vulnerable in that instant, but…it didn't matter. She was in Goku's hands now. There was nothing for her to be afraid of.
Goku leaned towards her again and for a moment, she thought he was going to kiss her a third time, but instead, he went off to the side to breathe roughly into her ear. Automatically, her skin got tight and the hair on the back of her neck stood on end.
"I want to show you how much you mean to me…"
With those words spoken, Bulma gasped again and gripped onto him for dear life.
"Yes…!" she moaned out quickly against her own will, wanting him so badly her body already burned with a fire she thought had burned out a long time ago.
Before she knew it, Goku had slid off the bed and picked her up when he stood. His hands held her right under her rear, her legs instinctively wrapping around his torso and her arms around his neck. It was her turn to initiate a kiss, this time with more passion.
Resting one knee on the bedside, Goku held her protectively to him…
And as he laid me back ever so gently on the bed…I felt something inside of me come alive all over again. My soul itself. I felt more energy than I ever felt before…this was all I ever wanted. With all the things I could have wished for with the dragon balls, with all the materials I could have bought with my money…this is all I ever needed. Was to be with my best friend. To be with Goku.
He did everything so gently…so perfectly. Before that night, I knew he loved me, but I wasn't quite sure in what way. He showed me love like no other ever has. Yamcha and I were just a couple of crazy teenagers. Vegeta and I were nothing but a lust thing. But nothing can beat what Goku and I share. We share something stronger than a crush. Something stronger than lust. Something stronger than friendship. Something stronger than love itself. We have a distinct bond. We're in love. I could feel it in his every touch. This is how it should have been right from the very beginning.
Everything made that night what it was. It was our time to get to know each other that much more. To experience the feel of the other. He would often intertwine our fingers together and entangle our legs in a lover's heap. I knew what little spots hit him the hardest for he would continuously tell me how much he loved me…he would say my name just to say it. Out of all the years I've known my dear Goku, this is the one side of him I was always abandoned from. Chi-Chi beat me to the catch. Goku was one in an infinity. No one could ever take us away from each other now…
We blended together. We were one. It's the most amazing thing when two lovers become one…I wonder if Goku felt this way about Chi-Chi, or this was a whole new experience for him also. I'm just going to assume that we're one of a kind.
I finally found what I'm looking for…and I'm never going to let it go again.
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Can you believe it…can you believe it?!?! I finally got another freakin' chapter out!! And let me tell you…I can't even begin to explain how sorry I am. It's like…one minute it was May, and then next it was September. I was busy a lot of the summer and now that school started, I decided to say heck with my homework! I'm gonna give the people what they want! Shoot, I think I missed writing this story as much as y'all missed reading it. Well, hopefully I can begin to update regularly again. Also, I hope this chapter was well worth the wait and was something of what you were expecting. ^_^ Please don't abandon me! I'm back! Please review!