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Goku looked at his wrist worried, it hadn't bleeped in over a week now and he was getting impatient and worried. It wasn't like them to not see each other at all in a week. Not once had it even flashed, at first he thought it might be broken but the small hum it emitted at times still occurred and Bulma had said when he had her have a look at it that it was beyond fine, it was perfect and to stop worrying he had broken it. But the worry that he had upset her, or that she was hurt ate away at him constantly and he couldn't exactly talk about it because people would get suspicious as to why he was so fussed.

He hadn't slept very well last night, his eyes heavy and tired when his head had hit the pillow but his mind was so filled with thoughts and what ifs and so many other things that it had taken a very long time for him to get to sleep. It had been like that most nights, he would lay there furious with himself because he was so tired yet he just couldn't drop off. Sometimes he would hear the little bleeps, that small ringing and his heart would skip a beat, a large bubbling grip would arise in his chest as he looked down to find nothing and that an alarm elsewhere had gone off.

His standards of work had fallen, he was slower than usual he couldn't hit his target and he was always daydreaming or miserable. Many higher ranks that trained or supervised him were getting worried, yet no matter how often or who asked him he wouldn't say what was bothering him. The general had gone away for a week to check on the progress of other bases and until he returned there was probably no way to make the soldier work sufficiently, still the boy refused to go home, demanding he stay here and so his job and earn his pay. And so they let him. The general was due to return tomorrow night and it could then be sorted over the weekend.

Yamcha watched as Goku kicked the small stone along the dusty white paths, they had been worrying about the poor kid all week. It seemed that he just wasn't himself, like there was a lot on his mind. It wasn't his Grandpa going away, the old guy had been doing that for years, even when Goku had been a kid, and it was the whole point of being a general. No matter whom you worked for. But lately Goku seemed to be just plain dead.

Gohan watched as Goku plodded slowly through their small home, his small green bag thrown relentlessly on the floor as the tall young warrior waved slightly to the older man and walked into his room. The door shut slightly behind him. He had been told by many soldiers and officers of his grandson's strange behaviour, of his depressive nature over the past week and not even he could think of a reason why. The child hadn't mentioned anything and he was worrying that he and the boy were drifting apart and that maybe he was being a little to rough on the man. It wasn't like Goku to get upset when he went away.

The door was thick, the loud rapping of Gohan's knock not answered as the old man opened the door slowly. Finding Goku with his face buried in a pillow, his hands holding it to his face and his breaths deep and angry. Small whimper like growls escaping the sound restrictive confides of the cotton material over the young mans face. Gohan placed himself at the end of the bed, sitting down gently and avoiding the boy's legs.

"Goku my boy is there something bothering you?" Gohan watched the child roll over and smiled sympathetically as Goku sighed loudly and stared at the ceiling.

"Nothing is bothering me Grandpa I've just had a bad week. It's been kind of hectic too and I'm tired." Goku looked over at Gohan with a small smile, letting his head roll to the side and watch through the door.

"Ok well if there is anything, feel free to talk to me about it. I'm going to need you at your best next week. The Queen is unwell and her parents are coming to visit her for the week. Everything needs to be in tip top shape." Gohan smiled at Goku, giving him a look suggesting that he had better behave. Goku looked up at his Grandfather with shock.

"What's wrong with her?" Sitting up Goku watched the suspicious look Gohan gave him.

"Well from what I have been told no one knows just yet. She just isn't too well, probably just a small virus, nothing to get in a huge twist over. She's just been very uneasy these past few days but I've been ensured she will be back on her feet soon. Goku I can't help but notice you're getting very close to her, I know you have been doing a lot of work for her but I think you're letting yourself get too close. Be careful ok" Goku nodded as Gohan shut the door and left his room. Leaving a still shocked Goku to sit and wonder. Gohan had noticed the change Goku had gone through over the past so many months, ever since he had started doing extra work for the Queen. It had been two months since that had all started and the boy was getting far to close to her, he could see the child falling for her.

She was ill, that was why she hadn't called him this week. But surely she would have wanted to see him; he might have been able to make her feel better. Why did she not want to see him or even let him know she was ill? Sighing he sank back against his bed, his mind elsewhere even as he smelt the food being cooked for dinner. Maybe he should tell Grandpa what was going on with them; after all he was the only family he had. But she had said not to say anything. It might be best if he didn't tell, despite the huge want to do so. He hated keeping secrets from his Grandpa but he felt that this one was best kept secret, Gohan would probably flip if he found out he was sleeping with the Queen.

Groaning she turned her aching body over, her head spinning a little as her migraine continued to assault her tired body. She felt nauseous and the last thing she wanted right now was to walk around, her body was overly tired. She sighed with tears in her eyes, she had no idea what was wrong with her and the test results still were not back. Over the past two months of knowing Goku this was the longest time she had spent away from him and it was horrible. At night she would awake and wish he was there to hold her and stop her from hurting so much, wish he was by her side to hold her and lull her into sleep when she was having problems nodding off. But she had been told that his aid would have to wait and that he might appreciate the week off, she highly doubted it.

The doctors had done very little other than poke her and take samples of her blood and urine for tests and of course someone had gone and telegrammed her parents. This wasn't joy because they came running to her side even if she had a small cold. She was never sure why but they would come here and ensure that everyone would wait upon her more than usual and it put an unfair amount of pressure on the people of the kingdom to ensure the higher powers were impressed. She didn't really want to see them; the doctor had said she would be up and running again most probably shortly and if anything she wanted her Goku by her side, to hold her whilst she slept but there was always someone here with her and it had been impossible to call him. He was probably worried and yet she couldn't see him.

Right now the room was empty, her maids and servants leaving her tired body to rest. It was the weekend and she was sure Goku was probably out with friends or doing other things and wouldn't want to be troubled by her; but she missed him so much. The button that activated the call was on the desk in her office. Groaning she pulled herself into a sitting position and slung her legs over the bed, grabbing the silk dressing gown that hung over the end of her bed and wrapping it around her slightly pale and shivering body. Her small feet padded slowly along the floor as her stomach suddenly clenched and her body quickly jerked for the bathroom.

She left her head hung in the toilet, small, diamond like tears falling from her eyes as she let the sickness fade. Her breath stank and her skin was pale, she was sore and tired but she so badly wanted to feel the warmth of her lover. Pulling herself up she plodded her tear covered self to her office. Glad to find no one in there to stop her as she opened the flap that hid the button, her small, weak fingers pressing it as she slumped into her chair. Smiling at the recognisable bleep that emitted from it. Folding her arms onto her desk she rested her head upon them, her eyes getting heavy as she let herself claim a little nap so as to let time move faster until her Goku got here.

Goku smiled down on her, her pale and sweaty skin moving delicately as she slept. She was so tired and yet he had to wake her. Gently he placed his large hand in her hair and ran it through the tangled strands, stroking the flushed red cheeks that soon faced him. Her hands coming up to touch his and her weak body trying to stand.

"Your majesty you should be in bed!" Goku pulled her a little closer to him, walking her towards her bedroom and rubbing his nose gently with hers.

"Oh Goku don't you start! That's all I've had is maam stay in bed and do this, your majesty stay in bed and do that. It's getting on my nerves so if that's all I'm going to get from you whilst your here you can go now!" Goku jumped back, taken by surprise by her sudden outburst. She had never spoken to him like that before and that dangerous tone spoken through gritted teeth told him to watch his step whilst he was here.

He helped her climb into her bed and as she lay down he pulled the blankets up to her chin, stroking her hair and shushing her as he tried to calm her into sleep. There didn't seem to be anyone around so gently he placed a small, loving kiss on her head and took her hand in his. He was glad to be here with her at this moment, to watch her sleep and help her get better.

"Goku…hold me tonight." Goku smiled down on her, she was half a sleep and her voice was quiet and dull. Her breaths were deep and relaxed as she pulled on his arm in an attempt to bring him closer to her.

"I would love to Majesty but you know I can't, if someone sees then I'm in a lot of trouble." Goku stroked a hand through her hair, her tired hand gripping onto his tighter as the night outside remained still and undisturbed. He so wanted to lay there next to her, hold her whilst she slept and comfort her in her sickness but he knew full well he couldn't. Anyone could walk in and see them and it would all end in a messy fight.

Opening her eyes she looked up at him, more tears starting to fall as she brought her hands up to touch his cheeks. She felt sick again, her hands quickly came down from his cheeks and up to her mouth as she sat up, the toilet not close enough as she vomited over Goku's stomach. A shocked scream coming from him as his arms came out to the side and with wide eyes looked down upon the mess on his shirt. Her hands came to her mouth and loud incoherent apologies spilled from her along side loud wails and cries.

"Oh Kami Goku I am so sorry. Oh my Kami!" Goku looked at her with sad eyes as she leant onto his upper chest her forehead on his vest as her small hands covered her flowing eyes. Goku placed his arms around her and pulled her close.

"It's ok Chichi, its ok. Come on lay back down now and get some sleep, you're getting you hair in it. Come on" Releasing her slightly she tensed as he tried to pull her away, her small hands gripping onto her shirt and her tears increasing as she refused to let go. Giving in he sighed to himself, his stomach feeling horribly wet now. Stroking her hair he listened to her wails turn to whimpers and her whimpers soon turned to light snores. He chuckled to himself as he continued to cradle her small body in his arms. His eyes widening as a small man with glasses barged into the room. A look of anger on his face.

"Who the hell are you? And why are you in here, this room is off limits to soldiers." The small man walked over to Goku who flashed him his bracelet.

"She called me." Goku slowly moved her onto the bed, her eyes snapping open and grabbing his fingers just before he could fully remove himself from her presence. The small man chuckling lightly as he looked at Goku.

"Young man I think you need to go home and clean up. You can come back in the morning but for now I need to talk to her Majesty." Goku nodded and lovingly removed her fingers form his, winking at her and caressing the soft skin of her fingertips before leaving the room. Chichi's eyes still watery as he closed the doors.

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