Chapter 4: Discovery

Goku woke up just when the sun was peeking over the horizon. He rolled over to find Nightcall asleep in his arms. He smiled and leaned down to kiss her lips.

She stirred, rolling onto her back, sprawling out. Goku looked down at her, his love for her growing.

He shook his head. She'd never love him back, so what was the point of even hoping she would? Goku sighed, unwrapping his arm from around Nightcall's waist.

He flew towards his ex-wife's house, landing in the front yard. He noticed the door was open, and walked inside.

"Chichi? You home?" He called through the silent house. Walking up the stairs, his sensitive nose detected the one smell he hated above all others. Blood.

He pushed open the bedroom door to find his ex-wife and he boyfriend slaughtered. The man, whom he had never seen in his life, had died from loss of blood that was caked around the slit in his throat.

Chichi, however, no longer had a head, because it had been blasted away with what he assumed to be a ki blast.

Nightcall appeared behind Goku, resting her hand on his shoulder. "Goku?" She asked timidly.

He didn't answer, only dropped to his knees, shaking with sobs. "Who would do something like this!" He asked between sobs.

Nightcall gulped. "I would…" She said truthfully.

Goku turned to look at her, his eyes swollen with tears. "You did this! You killed Chichi!"

Nightcall shook her head. "No, but I did kill the man. I left the woman alone."

Pain split through Nightcall's cheek. Goku had slapped her. She touched her cheek, shocked.

"Get away from me, you bitch. I never want to see you again." He slapped her again.

Nightcall stood, gave him one last look, and ran out of the house, tears streaming behind her. Goku sat in the doorway of the room, continuing to cry.

After about an hour, he stood up, wiped the tears from his face, and left the house to go find Vegeta.

"So, Kakarott. Let me get this straight. You want me to take you to a bar?" Vegeta inquired his fellow Saiyan, confused by the other's commands.

Goku nodded. "Yes, I do. Chichi was killed last night and I'm already depressed from the divorce. Please, just this once."

Vegeta thought for a moment. "Okay, fine, I'll take you. But don't go too heavy on the alcohol. It's not good for a Saiyan."

Some three hours later, Goku and Vegeta emerged from the bar of Vegeta's choice, a place called '.' Goku was legally drunk. Vegeta, being the smarter of the two, had taken his own advice and had only had one drink, while Goku had downed fifteen shots of whiskey, three beers, and a sex on the beach.

"Veggie, can we go home now? I don't feel like staying around here." Goku said, leaning on the smaller Saiyan.

"Yes, Kakarott, I'll take you home. Just don't throw up on me. Hope you enjoy your hangover." Vegeta picked up Goku piggy-back style and took off towards the island.

Landing near Goku's tree, Vegeta saw Nightcall sitting where Goku normally sat. He set down the large Saiyan and walked over to her.

"I'll warn you, he's drunk. Have your knife ready in case he attacks." Vegeta stood over her, his hand braced against the tree two feet above her head.

She looked up at him. "Vegeta, why are you being so nice to me?" He looked surprised. "I guess because…well…I guess we're friends." He smiled, receiving a smile in return.

Goku staggered over, pushing Vegeta off of Nightcall. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers.

Nightcall's eyes went wide, as did Vegeta's. "Kakarott, what are you doing?"

Goku held Nightcall against the tree and pulled out of the kiss. "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm kissin' her." He kissed her again, more deeply this time.

"I love you, Nightcall…" Goku said groggily, laying his head on her chest and falling asleep.

Well, Goku's passed out, and Vegeta and Nightcall are in total shock. Hope you enjoied ths chapter.

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---Nightcall