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A few days later, she was no closer to finding out, so she decided to ask some questions. She thought of her options, automatically taking Trunks and Goten off her list. They still blushed when they saw her, and so did Gohan. She didn't want to ask Bulma or ChiChi if she could help it, not wanting to deal with their simpering and pity. She liked them, she really did, but she wasn't used to such behavour and it made her nervous.
Her last option was Goku.
Taking a calming breath, she made her way across the lawn to where she spied him sparing with Goten and Trunks. As she came up to them, Goten yelped, blushing brightly, only to be knock aside by Goku.
"Ha! You have to pay attention!" he laughed. He turned to see what his son was looking at and smiled at Willow.
"Come to practice fighting as well?" he asked, flexing his muscles at her, making her laugh.
It filled him with happiness to hear the sound.
"No, I was just wondering if I could talk to you about something… In private…." She added at the looks of interest form the others. Goku nodded, walking over and throwing an arm around her.
"Sure! You guys go ahead without me!" he called back as they walked over to the patch of tress in front of her house.
He plopped down, leaning back against one of them and patted the ground beside him, smiling.
"What can I do for you?" he asked.
She sat down, smoothing her skirt and sighed nervously. "Well. I – I was j-just wondering if you could t-tell me what the H-h-heat was?" she stuttered, her face burning.
Goku looked a bit confused at first before he blushed slightly.
"Ohh. I was wondering if you would ask me." He said softly. He sighed deeply, looking at her.
"What do you know?" he asked.
She shook her head. "Nothing, really. My mother just said it lasted for a month and that it was shameful, that it was a sin and it made us as bad as animals."
Goku frowned, shaking his head.
"It's not shameful, Willow. If you are with your mate, it's a wonderful thing." He said.
"But what is it?! I don't know what you do!" she huffed, slamming her fist on the ground beside her.
Goku looked wide-eyed.
"It's sex, Willow. You do know what sex is, right?" he chuckled nervously.
She looked confused.
"No, should I?"
Goku gave a shuddering sigh, placing his head in his hands.
"I thought you knew! I – I don't know if I can explain this! I –"
"Please, Goku! I couldn't handle going to Bulma or Chi-Chi about this! Please!" she begged, her eyes desperate.
He gave another sigh and looked at her.
"Alright, I'll try my best."
Twenty minutes later, a very red faced Goku and a highly embarrassed Willow sat not looking at one another.
"S-s-so that's what he wanted to do with me? That's what all this is about?" she whispered, glancing up at her friend.
Goku nodded, ducking his head.
"Yeah, but it was wrong the way he did it. You don't just take…" he trailed off, hoping she understood.
Thankfully she nodded, but looked at him once more.
"If he is attracted because I'm in heat, why isn't anyone else?" she blushed deeply, but held his gaze.
Goku let out a breath.
"The boys, I think, sort of sense it, but where they are only half Saiyan, it doesn't bother them as much. I feel it… I've been fighting it since you arrived…"
She went wide-eyed and he shook his head.
"No! Don't worry! Like I said, I've been fighting it, Willow. I mean it! It makes it easier, I guess, where I have Chi-Chi, but still wouldn't do what Vegeta did." he assured her.
She nodded, settling back down, before she looked at him oddly.
"W-well, how would you go about then?" she whispered, not quite sure what had come over her.
He smiled, shaking his head.
"I would have got to know you, found out if you knew what was going on, and then would have tested the waters."
"Really?" she breathed, clutching at her tail.
When he nodded, she dove for him, kissing him. He gently pried him off her, shaking his head.
"You don't want to do this, Will... It's just the heat making you," he whispered.
She blushed profusely, setting back and ducking her head.
"I'm s-s-sorry…. I just…"
He reached over and grabbed her hand.
"Like I said, not your fault. The bad thing is, with no one to help you, this is going to last about two months-"
"WHAT?" she demanded, looking shocked.
"Yeah, without a mate, it's horrible. I wish Vegeta hadn't been like he was, because it could have worked out better."
Willow gave a shuddering breath. "I can't last like this for 2 months, Goku! Why can't I just –"
"No, Willow. After what Vegeta did, it's not right! You can do it! I know you can last without him!"
She just nodded, not wanting to contradict him. But in the back of her mind, she began plotting ways to get to him.
He started arriving that night.
He stood outside her window, calling her name softly. When she opened it and looked out at him, he came closer.
"Are you ready to leave with me now? Is it driving you mad yet?" he whispered, looking up at her intently.
Before she should answer him, Goku, Gohan, Goten, and Trunks popped up in front of him.
"Not tonight, Vegeta. You need to just leave." Goku told him.
Willow felt like kicking him.
Vegeta gave a frustrated growl before flying off. Goku looked up at Willow, a serious look on his face.
"You can make it, Will. Just try to relax and take your mind off of it." He said before disappearing into the darkness of the trees.
Willow huffed and slammed the window back down, stalking over to her bed and laying down.
"It's was all good and easy for him to say that, but it isn't him that feels this way!" she thought bitterly.
She gave a frustrated cry before jumping back up, heading down the stairs to the kitchen, only to find Goku setting at the table, a cup of coffee in his hands. He looked up at her and cocked a brow, making her legs feel weak.
"Keep your mind away from there!" She berated herself, stalking over to the fridge.
She ripped open the door, making it creak loudly, before grabbing a beer, and slammed it back.
She leaned against the counter, glaring his way as she opened it and drunk half of it in one go.
He just smiled and shook his head.
"I'm not budging, Will. I mean it. It was wrong and you know it! He tried to rape you! Who says he won't hurt you-"
She walked over and slammed the bottle on the table, glaring at him.
"Who says I don't want him to?!"
Goku shook his head.
"You know you don't mean that Will! You can get through this! Just rela-"
"NO! I will NOT relax! It's easy for you to say that, seeing as how you can go home and have sex with your wife, but I'm stuck here with bodyguards from hell, who won't let me do what I need to do to make this go away!" she yelled, making him glare right back at her.
He jumped up and pinned her against the table, taking his hand and running it down her front, pressing it against her. Her eyes widened in fear as he leaned in, rubbing her roughly.
"Is this what you want?" he growled, pressing his fingers into her through the cloth of her shorts. She whimpered softly, her eyes welling up.
"No…"
"Well, this is what he's going to do to you, Willow. He's going to take and take, and never ask you what you want. He's going to be rough and hes going to be mean." He said roughly before making his strokes soft and then stopping altogether. He looked down at her, his eyes soft.
"I didn't mean to hurt you, but you have to know what you're dealing with… he's not going to stop if you ask him to." He whispered.
She gave a shuddering breath and moved against him, pressing herself against his hips, feeling something there.
"Will you give me what I want then, Goku? Will you make this heat go away?" she whispered, reaching up and running her fingers through his hair. He groaned at her touch and her movements, but separated them and stepped back.
"No."
She glared once more and headed for the stairs.
"Then don't fucking tell me what I can and can't do."