Chapter 34: a letter

It was our 4th anniversary and we are watching Chichi's dad take Gohan. Once we say our farewells, and they were out of sight, does me and Chichi re-enter our home. Chichi states how it never easy it is to let her baby go with her dad, I agree, but I do enjoy our alone time. "Of course, you do, you can't keep your hands off me." That's true. I walk over to her and pull her from cleaning dishes. "Goku, you know how I feel about dirty dishes."

"Not this time. I'm taking full advantage of having you to myself." I carry her all the way to our room, and drop on the bed. "You have two options." She starts to giggle. "Be a good little wife, or be a naughty little wife." She giggles a little harder, and tries to leave the bed. "Guess naughty it is." I even start to laugh. I love my wife. Every time I caught my wife, she lose a piece of clothing. Before long, she's tries to run away naked. Silly wife, thinking she can get away.

Soon I'm deep inside my wonderful wife, having her scream with pleasure. That's much better, let the whole house hear you. I admire all of her, the strength she thinks I don't notice, the wider hips from having Gohan, her breast that grew when Gohan was nursing, the sea of black hair, and the beautiful soul staring at me through her beautiful brown eyes. I admire every last detail, even the ones she thinks are ugly, like the scar from the day Gohan was born. I still wish I was in the room when they did that. It's a painful reminder I could have lost Chichi that day, and I wouldn't have been able to do anything.

"You're so perfect." One more thrust and she came. Two more and I join her. I hold her my arms. I trace the scar. "Remember, next time they're not kicking me out the room."

She snuggles closer, and place her hand on top of mine. "You're damn right!" We share a long kiss, before I start trailing them down her neck. I kiss and lick the bitemark. "I still can't believe it. You gave me that 5 years ago, on our wedding night, and it's still there. You sure you don't just repeatedly bite me there, and I just don't notice?" My fingers travel to her hot core, getting it ready for another round. "Ah. I love you so much."

I get on top of her. "I love you much too." I slowly go inside her. "Ah. You're still so tight." I go at a slow yet hard pace.

"Mm. You're just too big." We laugh at that.

"Come on, you two. Finish getting dress! You don't want to be late for the spring festival, or do you?"

"No mommy."

"No Chichi."

As I put on the last touch to my own outfit, I wonder what I should do with my hair. Then I spot the crystal combs Goku won me, during our first festival together. So, I decide to put that on and join my boys. "Wow! Mommy, you look pretty!" Goku puts a hand around my waist, and also complements me. My boys are just too wonderful. "Daddy! Hurry and call nimbus, before mommy gets mad again." Goku laughs at that, and quickly calls the family's best friend.

Yay! It's daddy's birthday today! He's gonna be so surprised! Mommy always say how daddy doesn't like his birthday. But she also says, that since I helped out today, he's going to love it. Daddy loves it when I help mommy. Daddy enjoys seeing me and mommy very happy. Daddy also enjoys making us happy. Mommy told me to stand and watch for daddy. I can smell daddy coming, but I can't see him yet. But I tell mommy anyway. Mommy says that means we better hide, that daddy will be home super soon. How can mommy tell all that, when I tell her I 'smelt' daddy coming? Instead if 'seeing' daddy come? Mommy likes saying funny things, like she knows because I'm just like daddy. How am I like daddy? Can't mommy smell him from far away, too? Or have good sight at night? Or maybe, very good hearing? Mommy's weird like that.

The lights are off, that's strange. Unless? No, they're home. But why no lights? They're not sleeping. Please, don't tell me it's that day again? As I walk into my home, I could already see something hanging by the kitchen. I can easily pick up the smell of cake, and my favorite meal. Only thing good about this day. Well, Gohan enjoys it, so it's not so bad. I turn on the lights. "I'm home."

Gohan jumps from behind the couch and runs up to me. He's holding that silly little hat. "Happy birthday, Daddy!" I can't but smile at that. I just love my little guy. I pick him up, and puts that hat on my head. "Daddy! Daddy! Guess what?"

"What is it, Gohan?"

"I helped mommy set up for your birthday!"

"You did!" I lightly toss him in the air. "You and mommy did a great job."

"I also helped mommy cook, too!"

"No way!" I looked over to a smiling Chichi, she nods. Then walks over to me, and gives me a kiss. "You two are just perfect."

It's Gohan's 3rd birthday and he gets to pick what Goku hunts today. Usually I do it, but Gohan wants to do it this time. He gets so excited. "Have you decided yet?"

"Calm down mommy. I'm thinking. Let's see. Mommy loves deer, which is funny, and daddy loves wolves, which is also funny. But what do I want? So hard. Everything daddy hunts is so good, especially since mommy makes them so yummy." He jumps and down. Even Goku seems very excited. "Ok! Ok! I got it! For me, I want both!"

"But Gohan, you can only have one."

"No, no, no. That's not fair! They both good. That very hard to choose. Right, daddy?"

Goku picks up Gohan, and carries him on his shoulders. "He's right, Chichi. It's a very hard choice." He then looks up at Gohan. "What about tiger? You haven't had that in a long time."

"No, no, no. I made my choice." We all laugh. Goku put's him down, and is off hunting. "Mommy." I look at Gohan. "I want to see the pictures again." He really does love looking through the family album. His favorite is always mine and Goku's wedding picture. He likes pointing out how happy we look. He also loves the first picture we took as a family.

I love my birthday! Mommy let me choose what I want to eat this time. That was super exciting. Daddy even played games with me. Mommy even help me win a tickle fight against daddy. The best part is that, I get to snuggle in mommy and daddy bed. I feel so loved. This is the best feeling in the world. I always want to be this happy with mommy and daddy.

Me, Chichi, and Gohan had just came back from the market when Chichi said I had mail. I rarely get mail, so this is just weird. When I read the letter, it turns out to be from Master Roshi. "So, Master Roshi wants to have a get together."

"That sounds nice, honey. It has been 5 years since you saw everyone. You should definitely go."

"You should come too, Chichi, and Gohan." I look down at Gohan, who's reading a book on my lap. "What you say little man? Do you want to meet daddy's friends?"

"Please mommy, can I go?" We look over at Chichi.

"I guess you can, but you can't stay out too late. Remember, we have to go to enter Gohan to his new school"

"But mommy, I don't wanna go to school. I wanna stay home with you and daddy." I kind of agree with Gohan on that one. I can't imagine Gohan being away from home every day, and Chichi all alone.

"But Gohan, you need to make friends with other kids." Chichi is also right on that, too.

Either way, looks like I get to show off my wonderful son, to my friends. It'll be so exciting to see everyone again. Wait a minute! "Chichi?" She looks over to us. "Aren't you coming, too?"

"No. I have stuff to do around the house. You two go, and have fun." I feel a little sad that she doesn't want to come.

"Goku remember, don't let that Roshi show anything to Gohan. And be very careful."

"I know, I know. Now get your butt over here, and get some sleep." I walk to the bed, after finishing my daily night routine. My husband could be so impatient at times. The moment I lay down, he's already wrapping all around me. "Now get some rest, unless you're not tired." My husband just loves trying to sneak in a round or two, when Gohan sleeping.

"Just one." He smiles at that. It wasn't one, nor two. He just didn't want to stop till I really was tired. That sneaky, sneaky husband of mine.

The next day, I let Gohan go play, while Goku quickly got some firewood. Once I saw them set off, I started my cleaning routine.