For starters, to Tevinssj3- Thank you! I'm glad to know someone likes the direction I'm going! I would also like to recognise two of my other devoted reviewers: chichi89 and The0Blind0Writer. They've stuck by my story the entire way. Thank you! Keep reading, you won't be dissappointed! This story... This chapter especially, Is rated 'M' for a reason. On with La El Story-o!
Do I even have to say it...?
Housewife: When Chichi's Had Enough
Ch.6 Where's Vegeta?
Bulma awoke to the tea kettle whistling somewhere behind her. She turned around and looked in the doorway at a tired Gohan walking over to the stove. After pouring himself a cup, he walked towards the table where a mile-high stack of papers were laying there. Bulma looked back at the computer screen to see what time it was.
"9:30?" Bulma's shrill scream startled Gohan forcing him to drop his freshly poured green tea. Bulma was still ranting and raving about sleeping after 7:30 and failed to noticed a sad little Gohan pick up a cloth and pick up the broken mug... He felt tears stinging the back of his eyelids. The mug he had dropped, and unfortunately shattered to bits, was the mug he gave to his mother. He worked so hard on it, he even painted a big blue heart on it for her.
The minute she picked the mug up out of the bag, she started to cry. Gohan had thought he had done something wrong but she smiled at him and gave him the biggest hug ever. "Gohan, this is the best present I have ever gotten. I'll love it forever Sweetie! This," She pulled back from the hug, "is going to be my green tea mug." Gohan grinned. He knew how much she loved tea and if she was going to use his misshaped, poorly made, little tea cup for it then she had to love it! It or him, one way or another it was love. And she did. The only thing that ever went in the mug was green tea and only she was allowed to use it. Occasionally Gohan, but she wouldn't let anyone else touch it.
By the end of the memory, Gohan was crouched in a pool of tea with tears streaming down is face. Bulma was clicking away on her keyoard cussing about missing a whole two hours of work. His body was shaking from the force of his silent sobs. "Gohan, Hunee don't cry. It'll be ok. We can always go back to the china place. And ya know what? This time we can put a different pattern on the plates! Hunee, a dish is nothing to cry over. Just wipe your eyes and let mommy clean up here." The memory of his mom comforting him after breaking her fine china popped into his head. He snuffed up his tears and picked up the last of the glass. 'Mom wouldn't want me crying... Just finish cleaning and do the rest of your homework, then everything'll be just fine.
He shook the glass bits out into the trash can and took a deep breath. He had come home early from training with piccolo because he felt guilty about not doing any school work. He wanted to grab a cup of tea to keep him awake and start on the mountain of work he hadn't done. Not gonna happen. He poured the rest of the tea down the drain and put his homework back in the right folders.
Bulma was about to call over her shoulder and see if there was any breakfast left when a hollow looking Gohan walked past on his way to the stairs. "Coffee's in the pot, breakfast in the microwave." He didn't even look back. Just trudged forward in silence. Bulma was speachless. He looked so... Sad and helpless.
She didn't like that face.
Bulma carefully backed out the chair and walked up the steps to Gohan's room. The door was open so she inched her way in. Gohan had gone straight up to his bedroom and was sitting at the window, wondering if his mom missed him. "Bulma," He started talking to her without turning around, "do you think Mom misses us? At all?" Bulma was startled. He didn't even look back in her direction and he knew she was there! Instead of answering a question she really had no answer to, she picked a safer topic. "How'd you know I was up here Gohan? I didn't make any noise at all." She made her way up to the toy chest he was sitting on and knelt beside him. Gohan smirked, she wasn't anything at all like his mom. She would tell him straight out no matter how hard it hit.
"Well," He began, still looking out at the trees, "I can feel your ki. When you focus real close on a certain person you can feel them and pretty much pinpoint where they are. That's how dad always knew where to find someone." Bulma's eyes went wide. "So... You're telling me, the you can find anybody? Like, anyone in the world?" Gohan turned around at her enthusiasm. "Uhm... Yea, I guess... But, I can't seek out too many lower levels since I'm still working on it. Only the higher ones. Why...?" Bulma squeeled and threw her arms around Gohan. She had to make a call!
"Gohan! This is wonderful! I'll be right back! You don't know how much you just helped me!" Bulma jumped up and ran out the door. Gohan, confused as ever, got up and closed the door. He picked up a book and went back to his spot on the toybox. Looking out the window, again, he asked the question he was dying to hear answered:
"What did I say...?"
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Goku wason his way home without a training partner. Where was Vegeta? He went to C.C. to find Bunny and Dr. Breifs eating a late breakfast. He was sure Vegeta would be there wolfing it down too but nope. He was nowhere in sight.
"Hey Mrs. Breifs! Have you seen Vegeta?" He stood to the side, off behind Dr. Breifs. Bunny loved to... touch him... Vegeta had the same problem, probably more since he lived with the blonde bubble. The worst part of it all was that Dr. Breifs said nothing about it! He just let it happen. In his words, 'She can touch anyone she wants but at the end of the night, who's bed does she come back to?' That's only because I'm married and she knows Chichi would kick her ass when she finds her in my bed! "Goku! Darling it's been so long! Dear, scooch over so Goku can have a seat." Dr. Breifs went to move but Goku's frantic hand stopped him. "No no! It's fine! I'm just here for a minute!" He laughed nervously, "Uhm... Dr. Breifs, have you seen Vegeta today?" He took a sip of his tea while thinking.
"Actually my dear boy I have. He went out early this morning after have a stomping fit. He was mumbling to himself about something or another. I bet it had something to do with that daughter of ours not being in his bed last night. He's always frustrated after he doesn't get any..." He paused to get a sip of tea. "Teddy!" Bunny giggled, "We don't need to go into their sexual lives now do we? I mean, we can go into mine... But definitely not Bulma's." Bunny winked at Goku. He had to repress the urge to shudder.
Dr. Breifs smirked under his thick mustache. "Well Dear, they aren't exactly a secret. I mean everynight... Our daughter definitely has your vocal cords Bunny..." Bunny died in a fit of giggles. "Oh Teddy! We have company! Should we really be talking about that now?" Goku was in shock. In the middle of breakfast? How do they think the food felt about all that? He sighed. "So, Vegeta's not here, right?" Dr. Breifs nodded. "Sorry my boy, wish I could be of more help." He shrugged. With one last sigh, Goku headed back out the door he came in. 'Just where is Vegeta?'
Now, he had no partner to spar with, he couldn't sense Gohan, and his wife was missing! Wait, couldn't sense Gohan? Gohan only hid his ki when he was upset. Appearantly something was wrong. Goku sped up his trip back to the house to find Bulma on the phone.
"Hey Daddy! Is Vegeta there?" 'Wow, the lad's gotten pretty popular now-a-days! I was just telling Goku that he left earlier this morning. "What? He's not using the gravity room?" 'No dear. He left earlier. Didn't even eat breakfast! Poor lad, probably starving right about now knowing his-' "Dad! Off topic! Did he say where he was going?" Teddy thought for a minute. 'No dear he didn't. He just stomped out the door. He was pretty upset because you didn't come home last night. Of course, that's just what Bunny and I think.' Bulma dropped the phone. All she could do was blink. Did she hear her father right...?
Vegeta was upset with her? Well, that was nothing out of the ordinary, but he was angry because she wasn't there? But, he was never like that... Unless... That's it! Vegeta was jealous! Bulma smiled brightly. Vegeta was jealous over her. Awww! That was just about the sweetest thing ever! She blindly picked up the phone and put it on the receiver and turned to face a confused Goku.
She couldn't keep herself from smiling while she explained. "Vegeta left this morning." Goku, still confused, nodded. She continued on, "He left because he was jealous over me! He was upset 'cause I didn't come home last night! But, especially since I was staying at your house all night. He left because he couldn't take it!" By the end of the explanation, she was almost in tears. Tears of joy of course. Goku smiled. "I know. I went to your house to find him and your parent told me he went out this morning all upset because you and he didn't..." Goku started to blush, "You know... Last night..." Bulma looked at him confused. "What?" Goku blushed even more. How was he going to say it? "Like... Oh Bulma! You've gotta know what I'm talkin' about!" Bulma thought for a moment before realization hit.
"Oh! You mean because I didn't have sex with him last night?" Goku blushed even deeper. "Yea..." It came out almost a whisper and Bulma couldn't keep herself from laughing. Goku frowned and sat down. "I see nothing funny about it..." Bulma fell over on the couch laughing. "Y-you... The word! And... HAHA!"
It was going to be a long day...
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Chikianna sat down in the chair that Mira had just vacated. "Mira, take a long walk. I'll find you later." Mira stood and excused herself before practically running out the door. "Wow Harpy. Since when did you become royalty? You sure have your subjects in their place that's for sure..." Vegeta was still giving her that smirk, looking as arrogant as ever.
Chikianna smirked right back, "Flattery will get you... Everywhere..." Vegeta's eyes almost bugged out of his head. He sat forward. "Whoa! Aren't you married to that buffoon Kakkarot?" Chikianna growled low in her throat. "It would do you good, Mr. Vegeta, to not mention that son of a bitch in my presence!" Her voice rose with every sillable. Vegeta winced at the flames in her eyes. The moron must have done something to piss her off. He turned and stared into her eyes. Chikianna faught the urge to squirm under his stare. It was so intense and unnerving. Chikianna reached through the bar and slowly, ever so slowly, cupped his face. Vegeta was shocked but refused to let it show. Chikianna smiled on the inside, he was playing right into her trap... She pulled her hand back just enough to put some distance in. Still not breaking eye contact with him, she threw her hand across his face making a "SMACK" echo throught the cells.
Vegeta's head turned with the force of the hit. 'When the hell did the banshee get that strong?' He turned back to face her, just to see her with a smirk and a smug look on her porcelain face. "Aww, I'm sorry Vegeta... Did that hurt?" She grinned and walked to the table in the corner. Vegeta just sat and glared as she walked away. 'How dare she? No one makes a mockery of the Prince of all Saiyans and gets away with it! You will pay wench.. Oh yes... You will pay...' Vegeta smirked evilly. He had a plan. She didn't want to think about the moron and he didn't want to think about the woman. He was getting too attached! There was no way in hell he was going to end out like that scarfaced idiot she dated before. All love sick and begging for her attention, hell no! He was a prince! Royalty! And he deserved to be treated as such. She was royalty and so was he. Anyone seeing the big picture here?
Chikianna picked the keys up off the table and turned around to see a certain prince staring at her. Or, more importantly, her legs and the area just up from that... She smirked. Now was time for some fun. The other guys were just a warm-up exersize. This was the big deal... *Noooo!* Chichi started screaming, red lights were going off, *You can't! He's with Bulma now! That would be so wrong! She's our best friend, she's taking care of our kid for heaven's sakes! How can you repay her like that?* Chichi had a point... She couldn't sleep with her best friend's Saiyan. Goodness only knows where Bulma had been before then! 'Then, we'll just have some fun alright? I won't sleep with him and I'll make it perfectly clear at the beginning that we can't have sex alright?' She heard Chichi sigh in relief. *Thanks. I don't know how I'd explain that one to Bulma...*
Chikianna rolled her eyes and made her way back to the cell. Vegeta looked up at her with those dark orbs... 'A woman can get lost in those things...' Vegeta stood and waited expectantly while Chikianna just stared at him. "Well? Are you going to let me out of this infernal contraption or what?" She smirked. "We have rules and conditions, Vegeta." He raised a brow and she took that as a cue to go on. "One, the ki restraints will stay on. Two, you are going to stay by my side 24/7 so I'll know you're not getting into trouble." Vegeta smirked at number two. He could do that... Might just be fun to have a little play time with the Princess and see what the royalty here knows... She saw the hungry look he was giving her and almost lost her breath. She didn't let loose of her outer composure though. 'Oh... His eyes. He wants me! Goku never looked at us that way. Not once! He's giving us the look Goku only gave to fried foods and rice!' Chichi's resolve was starting to break just looking into those deep, passionate orbs.
Chichi mentally shook her head. *No! We cannot do that! He's Bulma's! Just remember those words... He belongs to Bulma!* Chikianna swallowed and stepped up one step. "And rule number three..." Vegeta was mesmerised by the animalistic look in her eyes. "You and I can play as much as we want, but there is no sex." She stepped back again and smirked. His look turned to one of shock, then anger and lastly passion. Finally he put up his cool facade, she couldn't tell what he was feeling. "Fine. Release me." He sounded so cold, so... So... Prince-like. And she was loving it... Chikianna shivered just a little, hopefully not enough that he would notice, and unlocked the cell. Immediately the door was thrown open and she was flung back against the wall.
Vegeta noticed the shiver. He knew the effect he had on the harpy and there was no way she was gonna deny it! His lips were up against hers in a frenzy of passion. It made Chi's head spin. She couldn't think, she couldn't breath. All she knew, was her body responded by it's self. No matter how much she told it to stop, her hands went to his hair and her tounge and lips faught back for dominance. She wasn't going to let him rule everything. She heard Chichi in the back of her mind but she couldn't make out what she was saying. Her mind was too clogged with what she wanted to do so badly!
Vegeta reached down and ran his hands up and down Chi's thighs, making her gasp. He grabbed her right thigh and inched it towards his. She knew what he wanted. Chikianna pushed herself tighter against the wall and wraped her legs around Vegeta's lean waist. He put his hands up against the wall right behind her and pushed up as close as he could get. She lifted her mouth off his to catch her breath and he took that time to start trailing burning kisses down her jawline and over her throat. He nipped and sucked making Chikianna moan and writh beneath him. She pushed her hips at him and felt his ever hardening member push against the already soaked barier of her panties. The friction made them both moan.
He wrapped his arms around her midsection and carried her to the desk in the corner. At that moment, both had the exact same thought:
'Bulma be damned!'
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After Bulma stopped laughing, she began to tell Goku of her brilliant idea. He could search out Chichi's ki! Then they could pin point exactly where she was! Goku smiled brightly. "That's a great plan B! I don't know why we didn't think of it before!" He was thrilled. He would get to see his wife again! "So, when do you want me to start searching?" Just then Goku's stomach growled. "Uhm.. Could we do it after lunch maybe?" He smiled sheepishly. Bulma stood up. "That reminds me! I haven't even eaten breakfast!" She looked at the clock. 12:26. "Eh, it'll be lunch now." She shrugged. I'll run and make lunch, you go up and talk to Gohan. He's really missing Chichi." With that, Bulma turned and headed into the kitchen to start some stir-fry.
Goku ran a hand through his hair and stood up. He needed to talk to Gohan, to make him feel better... Then he needed to get some lunch!
Goku stopped once he reached his son's room. Knocking gently, he called his son's name. "Gohan? You in there...?" A couple seconds later the door opened to reveal a depressed little boy. "Hey dad. You need something?" He looked up into his father's eyes, Goku knew he had been crying. There were dried tear stains on his cheeks and his eyes looked red. He knelt down and lifted his son into his arms. After walking through the door, he kicked it shut with the heel of his foot.
Gohan was fighting back tears again. His father didn't usually hold him like this. It was always his mom. 'Mommy... I really miss you!' Goku sat down on the side of Gohan's bed, still holding him into his chest. "Gohan," He started in a soft voice, "I know you miss your mother a lot. I'm sorry that I can't do anything to ease your pain, but... Bulma and I have a plan." Gohan simply nodded his head in acknowledgement. Goku patted his son's back. It had been forever since he had done this. "See, what we're gonna do, is serach out your mom's ki and pin point it. After that I'll go find her and bring her back!" Goku finished cheerfully. Gohan smiled tiredly. Leave it to his father to be the cheerful one. He nodded again slipping to sleep.
Goku felt his son go dead weight and smiled softly. He was too young to have to worry about all this. Such a young little boy... He gently slipped out from under his son and layed him in his own bed. He gingerly kissed his temple and tucked him in before slipping quietly out the door.
On the other side of the wooden object, Goku frowned. He just wanted to spend as much time as he could with his family but now he had to find his wife that went awall. 'Why does this always happen to me?' Goku took a deep reath and headed back down the stairs to the kitchen. Bulma turned from the stove and smiled "Lunch!" She announced cheerfully. Goku grinned and dove for the table. "Hey, where's Gohan at?" Goku swallowed the enormous bite he had just taken. "Sleeping. His nerves are shot and he's really worried about Chi. I'm just gonna let him sleep until he wakes up." Bulma nodded approvingly.
About 1:00, with lunch out of the way, Goku sat on the couch fixing to try and search his wife's ki out. But before he could, it shot up! Goku was off the couch in an instant. Then it died down again. It was rising and falling sporadically. 'What the fuck?' Gohan was down the stairs and at the door in the time it takes to blink an eye. The only words Goku understood were "Mom, Found, and Going." Gohan was gone. Goku soon after. Something was going on with his wife and he wanted to know what.
From where he sensed her ki, it would only be about a 30-45 minute flight. If he sped it up a little bit, it would be even less. He flared his ki up and started in the direction his son was going. 'Hold on Chichi. Here we come...'
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Chikianna was sprawled out on the table top panting heavilly, dress tossed aside and the last inch of fabric she had on being removed as we speak. Vegeta was wearing only the bottom to his spandex suit. Period. That was all. They were so ready for one another it almost hurt. He stripped himself of even that and smirked at her facial expression. She needed him now! Chikianna pulled him in for one last kiss as he positioned himself at her entrance. She could feel him almost in and groaned.
Then he froze. 'Kakkarot...' Chikianna tried to push her hips downward to sheath him fully inside her but he pulled up and away. Chikianna groaned at the sudden loss and sat forward on her elbows to see what the problem was. Vegeta was looking in a certain direction and looked to be concentrating really hard. She stood up and walked up behind him. He glanced over his shoulder at her flushed and confused face. He smirked at his handy work.
Turning around he kissed her one last time before reaching for his clothes. "As much as I would love to finish what we started, your baffoon of a husband is on his way here." He threw Chikianna's dress over his shoulder at her. Chikianna gasped. "Are you positive?" At Vegeta's nod she paused. He turned to stare at her. She was making no move to get dressed what so ever. Raising a brow he asked, "Are you not going to be dressed when you meet that idiot?" Chikianna, with a far off look simply shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe..."
Vegeta rolled his eyes and started to pull on his boots when he felt another ki. 'The woman? What the hell? Is this some kind of party?" Angrilly, he crammed on his boots and gloves. "The woman's coming too Harpy. I suggest you pull on the undergarments atleast." He finished with a smirk. Chikianna shreiked. Tugging on her panties and disregarded bra, she started to pitch a fit. "Why didn't you tell me she was coming too? Damn you, you sorry ass son of a bitch!" Vegeta just laughed at her spunk while looking for the key to the ki bands.
"Harpy, where the hell is the key to these damn things?" After tugging on her dress, she looked at what he was refering to. Smirking, she picked up the set of keys off the floor. "I believe, Your Highness, they're right here." She tossed the keys to him and started for the door.
Just before she grabbed the handle, she turned to give him a stern glare. "Remember what I told you. You destroy nothing, you touch no one else, and you stay by me at all times!" Having read out his rights, she turned and headed out the door.
Vegeta, still fumbling with the bands, smirked. 'Damn. She would have made a fine Saiyan.' He needed to hurry up if he wanted to be there when the other three got there... This is where the fun starts!
Everyone was anxious. Not just the five in question, the other Amazons too. They couldn't wait to see the war break out between the two couples.
This week was turning out to be the best week ever!
TBC...
*AHH! Bad Chichi! No! Leave that deliciously handsome Saiyan alone! This was kind of like an AHH/Aww chapter. Aww beacause; While reading this proof-reading this chapter, I started tearing up at the part about Gohan breaking the cup... *snuffles* He misses his momma so bad. Will Chichi be convinced to come back? What will happen with her and Goku? Find out next time in Housewife: When Chichi's Had Enough!
*Luvies, GCL