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Grey clouds thickened, blocking the morning sun from treading its gentle path on the earth below. The trees still abused violently as the wind ripped their leaves from their branches, the sound as it travelled through them like a deadly scream of pain. Lightning still shot like long, skinny fingers of electricity across the black skies above them, the thunder almost unheard due to the hard hits of rain against their roofs and windows. Peacefully he floated in the warmth of the green liquid, the small bubbles of air that rose caressing his skin with a delicate touch only air could bring. He could hear the buzz of the machines and the clicking of gears as he lay in his induced sleep. His Father was gone, bed calling his tired parent away from him as he lay waiting eagerly to be released.

He had been in these machines before but never had time seemed to drag so long, leave him waiting so much with such impatience that if he had the strength he would have broken out. He could hear her cries in his head, the agonies of her physical body and spiritual being screaming at his loss as their bond tore them both apart, unable to take the pressure it was under for much longer. He had to fix it, had to fix her. His angel, his love and his mate, he had to help her and make the pain stop. It was his fault and he must stop it, he swore he would never hurt her, he tried to contact her through the bond, tried to cradle her soul in his but her mind was too convinced too aware that he must be die t the fake body.

And that was what was hurting them both the most, the fact that she swore he was dead, gave up on him and tried to seal her pain away. The bond knowing he was alive but the pressure of her body's screaming of grief too hard to ignore as it slowly began to break down, he knew she would perish soon if he didn't fix her. But he couldn't move, couldn't open his eyes just yet, he was close, so close he could tell. He wasn't sure how long he had been in here, it felt like eternity but each morning he would hear his father enter and almost immediately bid him good night in the evening. What felt like eternity obviously wasn't due to his little naps his body would take.

The days wore on and still he floated in what seemed like a tranquil peace. Bardock watched on as his son would thrash for release, knowing it was the instinct the bond sent him, knowing that he would have to get his son in a reasonable state of mind and dress before allowing him to leave the room. The pressure upon him and Chichi had been humongous lately and he knew the minute he was out of there and aware of that he was gone, he would run down those corridors and straight to his mate. Not giving her time to think as he would fix the bond, probably scaring Chichi immensely and shocking some of the family and other servant by running around the house naked when in belief he was dead.

For reasons of safety and health Bardock had kept Kakarott's arrival quiet amongst the home, especially the family. It would only worry them more to know their relation was in a tank recovering after a body was found that was in sight their son/sibling. Of course Bardock had looked at this body; it was a very clever contraption. Fake, completely fake; the skin and everything were all synthetic but remarkably it felt like skin, exactly like skin. The hair seemed almost real and it must have taken a genius to make it look and feel so much like their son. But it wasn't and so Bardock had it stored away for later research once he could explain it to the family, he hated keeping secrets from them and tried to keep them at their minimum.

A large, long bleep accompanied by a flashing green light alerted the father as Kakarott thrashed his head with force, he was ready to be released and so the liquid was slowly drained. A large bubbling sound and a sudden rush of cold, fresh air bombarded Kakarott's skin as he was pulled forward and into a towel by his father's soft and comforting hands. His father's voice and words telling him to calm down and keep his thoughts in check not to let things take over, Kakarott didn't want them to take over, he wanted to be in control but he needed Chichi, he needed to fix her, make her better and it was almost impossible to make him wait.

"Kakarott you must let her take in the situation first, she will be shocked to see you and you must let that calm first or you could scare her." Bardock forced his son to sit upon the bed that was situated beside the tank. "You must explain what happened to her first. Let her calm before you fix things or something could go wrong"

"Father I have to see Chichi. Now!" Bardock kept a hard lock on Kakarott, slowly helping him dress into his armour and talking him through his next moves. "Father, please I must see her. I must see my mate, I must!" Kakarott struggled against his father's hold, the bed beneath him shaking where it stood.

"I know Kakarott and you will but please calm down and let yourself explain to her." Loosening his grip Bardock let his son, hoisting him up slightly and guiding him to the door. Kakarott still slightly dizzy from the drugs and sudden rush of air to breathe with out rhythmic control of a machine. The door was opened and a bright light shone in, Bardock watching his son run down the corridor with great speed towards his mate's room, a smile of thankfulness on the older fathers face.

Speed was his gain as he flew down the corridors of his home, he didn't care that it wasn't allowed and that his mother had forbid the act in her house years ago. What mattered was the fact that this would get him to Chichi quicker, her Ki low with energy and high in grief as he shot past the room his mother lay in, her head shooting up at the sudden rush of energy charging past her. The door to his room was shut tightly, the heavy oak wedged together as he smiled with enthusiasm, she wasn't far, just behind the doors and that was not far from reach. The words of his father rang through his mind as he took deep breaths to calm down and think straight. With a happy, laughter filled sigh he opened the door; his beautiful mate looking out the window as the rain fell onto the plains of glass. She didn't turn to look at him, just stared at the window her whimpers loud but soft as her small fingers fumbled with the raindrops she could not reach.

"Chichi?" His heart broke upon seeing her sat there, her back turned to him like that, and it broke him seeing her fumble with a weakness in her body. Her skin a light pale and her hair in a tangled mess. Yet she was still so beautiful. At his words she turned around sharply, the look of shock on her face undesirable as she looked to him. Her eyes were wide with a mix of fear, small unsure whimpers running from within her and her mouth was wide as she walked towards him slowly with outstretched arms. Tear falling like the precious diamonds they were, a small compassionately curved smile upon his face as he welcomed her to him. She had had so many visions of her lost love, so many dreams and waking imaginations of him walking into the room like this and speaking to her, taking her into his arms and making her warm again. But it all disappeared within seconds usually, this one didn't it was her real Kakarott, his skin solid and not like that of a ghost, his scent real and his warmth alive as she screamed her happiness into his chest. Their arms holding the other close as possible.

"Its ok angel I'm here now. I'm so sorry Chi, I really am but I'm here again now. It's ok. It was all a trick, the humans scientists they made a fake body, I'm ok now." Kakarott held onto her still as she pulled slightly away from him, her eyes still a watering pool of happiness. Her small hands reaching up to caress his cheeks lightly.

"It can't be it just can't be, I thought you were dead. Oh Kakarott I don't know what to say." He chuckled lightly as he leant forward towards her face.

"It's me my love" Pulling his armour down a tad he put her mark given to him into view, her face lighting up" It's me" Chichi moved back into his chest, crying and hugging him tightly. The minutes an agony to her Sayain lover as he held his instinct back, but hopefully not for much longer. He held her tight in his arms for what couldn't have been longer, an eternity he never wanted to forget or destroy. Sighing she pulled back, Kakarott surprised to find an un-missable anger on her face. He hadn't been back more than ten minutes and already she was angry with him. Her hand slowly came to rest harshly hard upon his face as she pulled back, the slap catching the happy Sayain by surprise.

"Don't you ever do that to me again Kakarott-San. Do your realise how depressed I was, how much I went through and here you were fine all the time. Just you make sure this doesn't happen again!" Chichi's eyes were on fire, her hands rested sharply upon her curved hips as Kakarott smirked at her spirit. She was defiantly in for it.

"Oh that is it, you are in for it now angel." Chichi yelped as she fell to the floor, her mate attacking her skin with his soft lips and his hands tearing at the clothes on her body. Today was going to be a long, sweaty re-union as her lost lover, who was now returned to her aching heart, growled huskily above her. Happy with his prize.

TBC

OMG I AM SOO SORRY THAT TOOK SO LONG Slaps hand I am sooooooooooooooo sorry. Omg I really am that took ages. I will try to do the next chapter so much faster. hangs head in shame.

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