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The birds sang sweetly outside, the curtain covering the open window moving gracefully with the small breeze that flowed into the room. Goku and Chichi lay cuddled together on the bed, the sheets kicked off onto the floor and the others body heat the only need for warmth during the night.

Opening her eyes Chichi was greeted with her husbands light snores as his head lay rested upon her breasts, bobbing up and down with her breaths. Lightly she ran her hand through his hair, kissing him on the forehead and laying back down to get a few more minutes rest.

So far this wish seemed to be working and Goku didn't appear to be any the wiser to her actions. As drastic as the choice was she felt it was the only way and whilst he had though her shopping she had looked for the Dragonballs and had asked her Father to buy her a list of things that she could come home with and appear as if she had been shopping.

Luckily Goku had been so tied up with Gohan he hadn't checked on her and so had no idea what she was up to. And now life would really work out, the world was in peace and didn't need the warrior any more, Gohan finally had a Father who would be a respectable member of society and she had a husband who would provide for her.

She gasped as her husband sat up quickly a light sweat upon his face and a fear etched upon his face before he lay back down and she left for the bathroom.

He listened to the shower running, the sound of the water aiding him in his concentration. He felt dizzier than ever, the thoughts of last nights dream whizzing through his head as he tried to concentrate, the voices that echoed in the distance of his mind still too inaudible to hear.

He lay back breathing heavily, his chest heaving up and down at a quick pace as he held his spinning head. Last nights dream clear in his mind.

((DREAM))

They all sat looking at the food, their mouths watering at the splendid smells and sights of the meal in front to them. But he would not eat; he sat waiting for his best friend and he wouldn't eat until he got here.

A blue haired girl in front of him began to talk lightly to him, asking him questions about the tournament and congratulated him on how well he done. But he paid no attention to them, ignored their voices as his best friends desperate pleas and cries for help filled his head.

Panic ran through his body as he raced out into the streets and towards the stadium, his heart beating fast and a large lump of fear in his throat and ran as fast as his hungry body could take him.

His breath hitched and his heart stopped as he beheld the lifeless body of his friend, pale and breathless, a small trickle of blood escaping his mouth and the sorrowing, panic stricken words of an announcer as he demanded to know what was going on. His anger rising as he ran down the road, his Neoubo fastened to his back.

His mind began to flash different images to his vision

Kicking and punching with ease and elegance as he fought a rabbit man, holding a carrot.

A large blue pterodactyl spitting a gummy ring around him.

Huge armies falling at the movement if his hands, a large tank thrown by his strength.

Grandpa talking to him about the weakness of his tail during battle.

A tall green man walking away from him as he lay lifeless upon the floor

The same tall green man falling to the ground as he angrily blasted a hole through the middle of him.

And finally the searing pain as a blast went directly through his left shoulder, the blood spilling out fast and Chichi's agonizing cry for him echoing through the background.

((DREAM END))

He sat catching his breath as the images of his own blood spilling painfully from within him fleshed constantly in him. What had that all been? As far as he knew he had never fought in a battle his entire life, although most of his life was a blur. He didn't know those people, they seemed so familiar and close but almost imaginary.

That meal, his friends sat waiting and that one person calling for his aid, the beat of his heart from fear and anger at his death and all those fights they all seemed so real, so right but they couldn't be, he would've remembered wouldn't he? He didn't even know how to fight.

The monitor soon vibrated with Gohan's hungry wails and Goku reluctantly pulled himself from bed. The small child stopped his screams and angrily grunted at his Father for taking so long, scowling as he was picked up and taken down stairs.

Chichi watched happily as her son destroyed the remainders of his food, slowly eating hers and drinking a nice cup of coffee to awaken her after last nights activities. Her smile soon faded as she watched her husband, he was poking his food, a sad expression on his face as he rested his head hurtfully in his hands.

"Goku dear what's wrong? Are you feeling ok?" She placed her cup down and stood to go to him, ignoring Gohan's angry wail at the lack of attention as she walked over to Goku. Lovingly she stroked his arm, watching the expression of hurt and deep concentration upon his face, before asking him again.

"I had the strangest dream last night, it was horrible, to begin with I was sat with friends getting ready to eat and ran to find a friend at some sort of tournament and there he was dead. Next thing I know all these images of me through out my life fighting people with so much skill are just constantly coming forward. I got hit by a blast Chi, at another tournament, it hit me right through my shoulder and you were there… screaming. It was horrible!" His voice was shaky and confused as he spoke to her, his eyes screaming for an explanation.

"I wouldn't worry about it honey it was just a bad dream." She kissed his head lightly and turned to wash up. Goku watched their son sleepily as he continued to beat his food with his spoon, screaming with short high pitched wails with each hit before throwing the bowl of baby food angrily at the wall with a loud thud.

"GOHAN! You do not throw food. That is it, no more feeding yourself, you can't do it nicely and properly then you don't do it at all." Chichi turned around shocked as Goku scolded Gohan, his voice raised and his hand gently slapping that of his sons before he picked up the bowl. Gohan crying in fear and sorrow after being punished, never once had Goku raised his voice like that, not to his family and especially not to his son, the boy had done it before and Goku had told HER to go easy on him.

Quickly she walked over to her child and began to comfort him as he cried, a look of agonizing sorrow in his eyes as he watched his Father cleaning up, she shushed him and rocked him as he cried, surprised at Goku for his actions.

"What was that all about?" Her voice was stern and direct, a questioning glare on her features as she looked at him.

"I told him off Chi, if we just leave him he'll carry on. I'm fed up of this misbehavior and tantrum fits, he has no reason to behave like this and the more we just let it pass the more he is going to do it because he thinks its ok."

She turned away from him and sat with the whimpering baby in her arms as Goku continued to clean, he was probably just tired and a little edgy and would probably calm down soon.

He sat filling out the forms for the Job chosen, Chichi having to help him slightly at certain parts that he was unsure of considering his past's cloudiness. The job placement was in West City general hospital and just required a doctor, not a specialist job but a more wide spread and general medical knowledge.

The pay was good, the hours not too bad and the travel distance wasn't too far and would be easy to get to. They would contact him within a week of receiving his application and contact him for an interview time.

Sealing the envelop Goku turned to find Gohan sat sadly in his bouncy chair, the child had been miserable since their incident this morning and hadn't smiled once, ignoring Goku whenever he spoke to him. Standing he slowly walked over to the boy and picked him up and sat down with him on his knee, the child beginning to whimper as he did so.

"Hey little guy. It's alright now, Daddies sorry ok" Gently he hugged the small child, pulling back he gently bounced him in the air in a gesture for peace, Gohan squealed happily as he sped through the air and back down to his Fathers protective arms, his flight cutting short as he was sick all down his Fathers front, laughing at Goku's reaction.

"I'll take that as apology accepted huh?" He tickled the child lightly before placing him in a chair and leaving to wash and change. Smiling at his now laughing wife as he walked past her and to their room.

His head became blank and the dizziness set in as he came to rest at the top of the stairs, the voice of a man clear in his head. He listened intently as he recorded the words.

"Fighting Piccolo is your destiny Goku; you must defeat him at the upcoming tournament. For the world's sake"

The words removed from his mind just as quickly as they had come. The owner of the voice unknown to him as he opened the bedroom door. Once Inside he shut the door, resting against the back of it and let the thoughts rush in, the voice and the dream all confusing him more and questioning the blurred gaps where memories once where.

He sat on the bed, his shaking hands resting in his lap as he tried to think through the haze as it once again came to him, his head hurting as he tried desperately to focus on the words and pictures that entered into his mind, a strong force field around them ensuring he couldn't see them.

His feet hit the stair hard; he was angry and fed up, he stormed straight past his wife and son and through the front door, shouting only a brief 'be back soon' as he left the house. And now the air was chilled, the stars out, twinkling above him and the full moon that shone above reflecting in the rippling lake in front of him.

Gathering the rest of his thoughts he headed home, the trees tall and green as they danced to the song of the summer's wind, the grass swayed groggily and the sky was filling with thick, black thunder clouds.

His home was a silhouette against the thick black sky, one light remaining on and although it was very late he knew Chichi had waited up for him. The living room light was on and he could see the moving lights from the television, he had missed tea, bath time, supper and bed time and knew that she would either be very upset or very angry and wither one he wasn't really feeling up to coping with.

Chichi's head shot up from her sewing as she heard the door handle turn, Goku stepping miserably through the door and into the living room. His shoes soon kicked into a corner and his light summer's jacket hung up for its next use. She looked at him angrily as he walked straight past her and towards the stairs, not one word said to her until she stepped angrily towards him.

"Not tonight Babe, I'm really not feeling too good" He plodded up the stairs and left her standing there, a look of worry on her face as she followed him to their room and watched him throw himself onto the bed, not changing for bed.

"You're sleeping in your clothes?" Her voice was soft and gentle.

"No I'll get changed in a moment." He sighed heavily as he stood and walked to his draws "You go to bed Chi, I'll join you in a bit" She stepped into bed and watched him slowly change, hugging close to him the minute he lay beside her and enjoying the warmth of his body as he cuddled her back.

For the next three days Goku continued to have mood swings. He would wake up happy and before long loose his temper, usually on poor Gohan who in Chichi's eyes was dealing with the outburst very well. After he was angry he would be solitary and then happy again before being totally miserable before bed.

Now on the fourth day she listened to his feet on the stairs, spinning to meet him when his footsteps didn't stop at the table. He was fully dressed and showered, a large smile on his face as she watched him putting his shoes on.

"Where are you going?" Her hands coming to her hips as she questioned him.

"I'm not going to be long so don't you worry. Hey there squirt, you going to behave for me today?" Goku smiled up at Chichi, kissing her on the cheek lightly and scuffing up Gohan's hair as he left the house, the small boy giggling loudly at his Fathers actions and waving his arms up and down.

Chichi stood watching the door, he seemed happy today which was a good thing and with Gohan being as naughty as he was this morning maybe it was better Goku go out. Smiling she turned to finish her cleaning, Gohan once again throwing his food on the floor, luckily for him the bowl was empty.

Hours passed and it was now lunchtime, Chichi sat angrily scrubbing the floor in the corner of the living room. Fuming over Goku's lateness and how Gohan was misbehaving so much. The door opened loudly and in stepped her rain drenched Goku, his once wild hair now sticking to his face as he dried of best he could in the door way.

Angrily she stood up, ignoring Gohan's grunts to be picked up and taken to his Father, who by now was bracing himself for Chichi's outburst.

"You said you wouldn't be long. You were gone ages Goku Son! Do you know how much… huh?" She stopped mid sentence as a large bouquet of purple lilies met her eye line, Goku grinning romantically behind them. She took them into her hands and smelt them, a blush coming to her face as Goku kissed her slowly up the arm and eventually on her lips.

"Because I've been so grumpy lately. I'm sorry" His voice was gentle and his eyes soft as he smiled sweetly at her. She could feel her knees shaking and struggling not to give in as he handed her a small box, wrapped neatly with a bow.

"And this my son is for you, because Daddy has been very horrible to your recently." Gohan squealed as his Father handed him a small teddy, Gohan immediately putting it in his mouth and laughing with its softness.

Chichi looked at the small box in her hands, undoing the bow carefully and unwrapping the paper. The box was small and black, made of hard metal with her and Goku's initials in gold on top of them. Opening the box her heart stopped, a small silver ring gleaming her in the face, its petite diamond sparkling the colours of the rainbow.

"It's an eternity ring, to go with your wedding ring. It's why I took so long, I'm sorry." He walked up to her and took the ring from the box, placing it on her hand above her wedding ring and kissing them both gently.

TBC

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