Chapter 22: Morning

It's so warm, why is it so warm? My bed never been this warm. Why does it feel like someone's holding me? I finally opened my eyes, and slowly a well define shoulder, then neck, the I finally woke up. Now I know why it's warm! My husband! I felt so silly thinking I was alone. I think my giggles woke him, because I felt a shift, and then a hand rubbing my back. "Good morning, Goku."

"Morning, Chichi." I then felt a kiss to my forehead. "Took you long enough to wake up." I almost forgot that he tends to wake up earlier. Note to self, learn to wake up earlier than him. I tried to wiggle myself out of his grasp, but instead he tighten his hold. "And where you think you're going?"

"It's time to get up, Goku. We have to get up."

"Why? I'm not ready to let you go yet." Was he whining? That would not do.

"We have to get up. Let's take a bath, and then I could make breakfast." That got his attention, with a groan he let me go. I then tried to sit up, and surprisly fell back on the bed. "What the?" I tried again, this time I was able to sit up. I then him giggling. "Don't laugh at me!" He then really started laughing. "Ok big guy, you try sitting up!" He did with ease, and started laughing again. He's making me so mad! "STOP IT!" I then pushed him off the bed.

He then got up with a smile. I had crossed my arms and pouted at him. He kissed my nose, and I punched him. He kissed my nose again, but before I could give him another punch he moved back. Angrily, I got out the bed, and as best I could, walked right past him to the bathroom. By the time we got to the bathroom, I felt him behind me.

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This is nice, way better than the first time someone cleaned me. The way her hands scrubbed my head, felt really good. And the fact she was humming while doing so was an added touch. I didn't really except her to clean me, so this was a welcome surprise. After she poured water on my head, to get rid of the shampoo, she put this conditioner stuff, and then started scrubbing my back with a cloth. The lower she went the better it felt, but the moment she gently pressed my tail stub lighting shot through me. "Ah."

"Hu? What was that?" I then felt her pull away a bit. "Wait a minute." Her hands on my shoulder, as she pressed closer to me, and placing her chin on one of my shoulders. "Didn't you have a tail?"

"Yeah." She then moved back, so disappointing

"What happened to it?"

"Kami said something about it being a danger to the earth, and that it would be best removed completely." I then felt her press my tail stub again. "Ah." She was now rubbing circles around it. "Stop that. Ah."

"Why?" I impulsively grabbed her other hand, and had her grab me. Oh, that feels too good. The moment I let go of her hand, she stopped. And to my discomfort she spread cold water on me.

"Hey!" I tried to get up, only to be push back down. She then finished cleaning me, and was telling me to go into the tub, but I had another idea. It was only fair I gave her the same treatment, and I was happy that she let me. I tried my best to do same she did to me, and from the way things looked I was doing a very good job at it. Before long we both were in the tub, playing with the bubbles. This is way more fun than taking a bath alone.

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He cleaned me! A little rough, but it was nice. But the bath water was boiling hot, but being in there with him was worth it. Plus, it did relax my muscles, so another point to him. Just before he got a towel, I grabbed it and dried him. He was very surprised. Good! Then as I was picking out something to wear, when I saw him about to put on his gi from yesterday. "Stop right there, mister! That's dirty! You have to wear something else!"

"WHAT?" He had the look of pure horror when I said that.

"Until I clean it, you have to wear something else."

"Like what?"

"We went shopping, remember! How bout I pick out your outfit."

"Fine." He then sat on the bed with a huff. He looked so cute, with his arms cross and pouting. I then quickly pick him out a pair of gray sweats, boxers, and a white tank top. He argued with me about the boxers, but I finally got him to wear them. He really thinks he could get anyway with anything, not while I'm around. Since I still wasn't dress, thanks to that argument, I tried to get dress, only to have my naked hips grabbed.

"GOKU! Get off! I have to get dress—" He kissed the back of my neck. "Ah. No fair!" He then chuckled and let me go. I stick my tongue at him, and went back to getting dress.

"How long till breakfast? I'm starving." He does eat a lot; I didn't think this through enough. Maybe an hour or two, give or take. "What! That's too long!" He was whining like kid again.

"Wait! Maybe not if I make pancakes. A small batch doesn't take that long. And while you're eat one batch, I could make more, so you wouldn't be waiting the whole time."

He then picked me up in excitement, and kissed my lips. "Great idea!" He didn't put me back down, instead he carried me as he walked out our bedroom. This is nice. Wait a minute! PUT ME DOWN! "Aw, why?"

"I could walk myself."

"You sure about that? You were wobbling as you walked to the bathroom." I felt my cheeks on fire.

"Yes, I can!"

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I was just trying to help. As I watched her wobble her way to the kitchen, I stood close by. When we got to the kitchen, I sat the table, while I watched her gets things together. This is boring. "Did you ever find your grandpa's dragon ball?" Hm? Where was this coming from? "Before the whole King Piccolo treat, the last we spoke you were looking for your grandpa's dragon ball. I just know remembered is all."

"Oh, that was a long time again. I did find it, but I had to use it to wish a friend's father back. And then King Piccolo henchmen stole it, and…" I didn't want to remember that day.

"And what?" Now Chichi was looking at me, while holding something in her hands.

"I found the henchmen and found out about King Piccolo." She doesn't look like she was convinced. But she turned back around and I was grateful.

"Ok. But wasn't King Piccolo killing martial artist, right after the world tournament?" No. No. What can I say to change the topic? Something. There has to be something.

"So, Chichi, what's that thing in your hands?" Answer. Answer. Please!

"Oh, it's a mixing bowl. I hope you like blue berry pancakes." I could hear the smile in her voice. I'll enjoy whatever you make. She started to giggle. Now I have to keep her mind off that topic.

"So, what you going to do after breakfast?"

"Clean, of course. Oh, what about yourself?" Train. "Why did I even bother asking. Oh, if you want, later today can you show me the home you shared with your grandpa." Crap!

"Sure, why not."

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Crap! "Sure, why not."

For a second there, I thought he was going to say no. And what was he really going to say after he said the henchmen took the dragon ball? What is he hiding? Or maybe he doesn't want to tell me. Did I do something wrong. Then again, I don't think we actually tried to really get to know each other. Wait! Is that it? All we really talked about was marrying, then again that's all I talked about. He just went with it. Oh no! I messed up already! Damn it!

I don't have any doubts he doesn't have emotions for me. But what about if he actually doesn't trust me? Those are way too different things. In that case I better finish breakfast quick. While he ate the first two batches, I started on the third. When I was about to give him the next batch. "Aren't you going to eat breakfast, too?" Before I could answer, he stuffed a piece of pancake in my mouth. He looked so proud of myself. Me on the other hand felt like my face was on fire. Why did he have to go and do that for?

Before I knew it, breakfast was done and I was about to start the dishes. That was until I got a hug from the back. "Thank you Chichi, that was yummy." Before I could say anything, he let me go, and went outside. I was left there speechless, and face burning up. Why is he making blush? All I did was make pancakes, and he just thank me. It was so simple, yet it made me blush. Stop that! I'm not a child, not everything little thing has to affect me.

Once dishes were done, I went out to collect all the clothes so could wash them. That's when I came to finally realize that Goku only has one fighting gi. What if I make him more? I already like making clothes, maybe he'll like my handy work. I found myself blushing at that thought. Goku wearing something I made. I just got so excited that I rushed to get all the laundry together.

I just finished the first load in when I thought, how I was going to tell Goku I was going to make him another gi. Maybe I don't tell him, maybe I keep it a surprise. But how would I find out his measurements without measuring him. I could use his current gi as a reference, but it's probably stretched from being used a lot. That won't do. Oh, I know. I could tell him I want to make him something, and if he ask, I'll just say it's a surprised. This will be so awesome. I ran to our room to find the box with my sewing supplies and books.

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Chichi's ki seems pretty excited about something. I wonder if I went too far to train. Na, I could easily get back in no time. It sure feels great to be at Mt Paozu again. For a long while I thought I'll never be back. To top it off, I'm not here alone. Now that got me feeling giddy. No longer alone. Why do I suddenly feel sad? I should get back to training. No time to stop and think.

Before I knew it, the sun was already setting. "Wow, did I really train the day away? Well, it can't be helped." As I started my way back, I started to wonder what Chichi was doing. Chichi! SHIT! I told her I'll show her grandpa's home. I better hurry back. I ran so fast that when I tried to stop, I skipped a little before landing in front of the door. Just before I got up, the door open, and there stood an angry looking Chichi.

"You're late, mister!" Before I could say anything, she grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me inside. "If you were to tell me you were coming late, I wouldn't had made so much for lunch. Now it's cold, but you're still going to eat it! Huff!" She started to walk away. "And I'm not warming it up, either!"

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I can't believe him! Some nerve. He made me so worried. He said he was going to train, but doesn't say where, how long, and when he'll be back. Then when I went to look for him to come in for lunch, he doesn't answer either of my calls. So, if he's not going to hear me, and make me feel all alone out here, he doesn't get a warm meal. That'll teach him. When I was getting super worried is when I finally heard him, and that just pissed me off. No warm meal or kisses for him.

Just as I got to our room is when I hear him complain how cold the food is. Serves you right! I'm sorry! Too late, not eat cold food! I went in search for a sewing book to read while I waited for the jerk to eat. I just found it when he enters the room. I crossed my arms, and stood strong. Whatever he has to say I will not let it slide, even if he begs. He tried to go for a hug, and I stepped back. "No, you don't!"

"What did I do? Are you really mad that I came late?" I just turned away from him. "If that's not it, then tell me what I did to upset you." I grabbed my book from where I placed it, and walked past him. "Hey! Come back!"

"No! You jerk!" With that I stormed out the room, and headed to the couch. There I tried to begin to read.