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Housewife: When Chichi's Had Enough
Ch.9 No Denying It Now...
8:00 am. Birds chirping, food being placed on tables, children sneaking out of the palace..- Children Sneaking Out Of The Palace? Gohan Son was quietly inching himself out of the palace to get back to the car. He saw Vegeta bring Bulma into a guest room and go back out. When feeling for his ki, because it was high enough, he found him in the car. 'I desperately need to talk to Vegeta! He and my mom almost had... S... Se... Sex! Agh! I hate that word!' Gohan made a face at his thought. Not that he would tell his father, but he figured he'd already sensed it, being close to his mother he could tell there was something different about her smell. No. Not her smell. Her scent. It wasn't just the high arousal the first time he saw her, there was something in that smell. Grudgingly, he admitted that he had smelt lust, need, and want from her.
He had also smelt the intense scent of love making before, that's a better word! The young boy had smelt a lot of smells, and this was arousal mixed with... Something else. Even her ki was different, it had almost the essence of Vegeta. But what was weird, was he could sense part of his dad with her ki too that he couldn't before. Something had happened before and he intended to find out what...
Kaito raised a brow. He was standing in the corridor leading to the banquet hall sipping a cup of coffee when movement inside the palace walls caught his eye. He was watching his nephew make a run for the front gate... Why...? He sighed and took another big swig of the black liquid. 'Eh.. He's big enough to know what to do. Better go wake Chi up for breakfast..' That thought in mind, he turned down another hall towards his sisters wing. He gently opened the door and took notice of his sister's sleeping position. Flat on her stomach with her husband's arm gently thrown across her waist. Setting his cup down on the dresser, he smirked. 'Perfect...'
He snuck up beside the bed and dove right on top of Chichi screaming, "Morning Sis!" He landed with one arm on either side supporting his weight. Goku went to spring up and flung himself into the floor, jumping back up into a fighting stance. Kaito, laughing to hard to do anything, rolled onto his back in Goku's spot. Chichi, facing the window/Goku's side, glared and hit him in the arm. "What the fuck was that? I could have had a stroke and died Kaitooooo!" He grinned and finally controlled his breathing. "But you're alive aren't you...?" She glared but couldn't keep a straight face as she started laughing. Goku sighed and smiled. He liked seeing Chichi laugh like that, but... There was something different about her... He couldn't place the thought just off the top of his head but... It was something.. He walked around to her side of the bad and kissed her forehead. "I'm going to get dressed and maybe get some breakfast!" His stomach picked that exact moment to growl.
Chichi giggled again. "Ok..." Goku smiled and started off for the bathroom. "Oh! That's right!" Kaito sat up in bed. "Papa told me to come get you for breakfast. Naomi just finished breakfast! She made your favorite..." Chichi jumped out of bed putting on pajama bottoms and a robe, seeing how she slept in her brother's oversized shirt. "You mean the cheese omelets with steak and rice? Ah! I love those! Oo! Are there fresh strawberries and whipped cream too?" Kaito watched her with a grin on his face. "Uh huh! Always!" Her face lit up. "Come on Kai! What are we waiting for! Let's go!" She grabbed her brother's arm and started tugging him towards the bedroom door. "Kai, I have a feeling this is going to be a great day!"
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Gohan peered around the edge of the gate at the meditating prince. He didn't want to disturb him, but he had to know exactly what happened yesterday before they arrived. The boy knew from experience that if he stared at the prince long enough, he would- "Brat is there something you need? Or do you just enjoy watching me meditate?" He had one eye cracked open just a bit so he could "glare" at the boy properly. Gohan smirked. Did he know the man or what...? Now Vegeta was annoyed... The damn kid was just standing there! He opened both eyes and a vein started to bulge on his forehead. "What the fuck do you want Brat? Can't you see I'm busy?" Gohan took a deep breath, biting back his laughter, and walked around the gate to stand face to face with the slightly levitating man. "I want to know what you did to my mom. There's something different about her... Yesterday when she came out, and definitely today..." His eyes narrowed accusingly as Vegeta's brow shot up. "Wha... What are you talking about kid?" Gohan placed his hands behind his back and started to pace while stating the facts.
"One, I've smelt high arousal but I have also smelt some intense... Love making." His face twitched but he quickly regained his composure. "Yesterday, the smell off arousal was so thick you could have cut it with a knife." About face, and start again... "But, there was no smell of love making. So, nothing like that kind of thing happened... I don't have to worry about that. Right?" He stopped to take a sideways glance at Vegeta. He received a brisk nod of the head that said "Go on." 'How the hell did the kid get so good...? Did his mother tell him? No, otherwise he wouldn't have come to me. What's the point to all this again...?' Gohan continued as Vegeta had his little mental conversation. "The whole point I'm trying to make is, I can feel part of your ki in my mom's... Her scent has completely changed since yesterday. What's more, I can feel part of my dad's ki in her. I've always felt it a little, but now... You guys almost over power her, making one... Great... Ki... Am I right...?"
By the end of his deduction, he was six inches from Vegeta's face, his eyes in narrow slits. Vegeta's eyes widened. 'How can the kid sense this? It... It sounds like a- NO! I will not lower myself to bond with a... A human! Let alone share a human! What is going on?' Gohan watched him and noticed all his little features and how he changed his entire appearance with those few questions... He was on to something and he knew it... He let the smallest of smirks pass over his features before moving back from the spluttering Saiyan.
"I rest my case..." Vegeta saw the cocky look in his face and went to retaliate when a woman looked around the corner. "Prince Gohan darling, breakfast is ready. It's all of you and your mother's favorites!" The woman smiled brightly at him and then noticed Vegeta and her face faltered just slightly before smiling at him too. "Welcome back to the Amazon sir, shall I escort you with Prince Gohan back to the palace for breakfast? Or are you taking off?" Vegeta snapped his jaw shut with an audible pop when his stomach growled. Gohan grinned just like his father and took a hold of the older prince's hand and started to drag him back to the castle with him and Chichi's friend Mika. The woman smiled brightly. "Gohan dear I swear you're the same as your mother... She'd go out and come back in the palace gates with some new stranger offering them lunch... Shelter... She's a good person Sweetie, and so are you!" She ruffled his hair and he blushed.
"Ms. Mika..." She just laughed at the boy's shyness. "Come now. Your mother doesn't even know you went outside the palace gates and I really don't need to hear her big mouth this early in the morning! Love her to no end but still! It get's annoying!" Gohan and Vegeta sighed. "I know what ya mean..." They answered simultaneously. Gohan smiled up at him and he raised a brow as he stared down at the brat. Mika looked back in the gates. "Oh! Gohan, go straight to the palace! I have to catch Nina!" She ran in the gate. "Nina! Get down!... Because Mommy said so!" They started for the gate again but Gohan gripped his wrist tighter making him pause to glare down at the offending appendage.
"What the fuck kid? There's food..." Gohan growled menacingly low. Vegeta however didn't back down, only raised a brow. He flew up so he was eye level with his superior and stared him straight in the eye. "Don't think I don't know what's going on... You're accidentally starting a bonding process that you can't get out of. I don't care really, it's you three's personal business. My only concern is that Mother is safe. If you hurt her once- make her cry, leave a bruise, or otherwise- I will kill you..."
Vegeta almost shuddered at the underlying malice in his tone. The kid would find a way to come through on that promise... Still making eye contact with the younger prince, he nodded so small it was almost invisible. Gohan turned and flew back to the castle hoping to get to the food before his father did leaving a stunned Saiyan in the dust.
'I started a bond? With that fucking Harpy? But... She's married to Kakkarot so that means...' His eyes widened. 'I have to share a mate. I... am going to fuck the same thing Kakkarot has been fucking for so long... HOW IN THE SEVEN HELLS DOES THIS HAPPEN? Is this supposed to be some kind of cruel joke? If you wanted me to bond with her, why not break the Clown's bond!' Of course... That would be too easy. Vegeta growled and cussed under his breath the entire walk back to the castle. Maybe, if he said nothing, neither of the other two would notice... Yes... He should try that. Say nothing, do nothing. Good plan...
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One extremely awkward brunch later, Vegeta was laying on top of the castle walls in the sunlight reflecting on what happened already. The second he stepped in, the Harpy stepped off the staircase and smiled at him. "Vegeta! How are you? I thought you went home with Bulma!" To make matters worse... She hugged him... He could smell her sweet scent and the boy had been right... It changed. All of it. She peeled herself off him and led him to the kitchen where the other two Saiyans were already eating like there was no tomorrow... Vegeta frowned and before Chichi could open her mouth to reprimand the oldest of the two, Vegeta stepped forward. "Have you to no class? You are in a palace in the presence of royalty and you choose to eat like that? Damn Kakkarot! Eat with a little more grace or go eat with all the other common animals at the stables!" Goku stared at Vegeta like he had grown three heads while Gohan was trying to cough whatever it was he got choked on out of his throat.
Chichi turned to him, happiness in her eyes and smiled brightly. "Thank you Vegeta! Such a gentle man..." He looked away and a faint blush crept across his cheeks. Kaito was amused to say the least. He had a smirk on his face as he sipped his coffee. Chichi moved to where the two vacant chairs were and went to sit in the one closest to Goku. Before she could move the chair back Vegeta had pulled it out with one hand, not even looking at her. Trying to keep himself distracted. 'Dammit! Why am I acting like this?' His princely instincts had to have been kicking in. That or the bond was developing faster than he wanted. Chichi smiled her 100 watt smile at him and then did what they all least expected. She stepped up close to him...
And placed a small peck on his cheek, causing the prince to go wide eyed and a faint blush start on his cheeks. Goku hadn't seen a thing... He was too far in on the whipped cream... She turned and sat in the chair, letting Vegeta push her in. For the first time in forever... She felt like a princess, like she was supposed to.
The meal just went down hill from there because every chance one of the three got to make another blush, they took it. An "accidental" bump, a slight slip of the hand... And on one to two occasions, a very cleverly worded innuendo... He blushed thinking about one directed towards him... Then he remembered the Harpy's face when Kakkarot threw one up! She blushed scarlet and pretty much hid her face in her plate. Priceless... He allowed a small grin to pass over his features since he was alone.
So this is what the Prince of all Saiyans had been reduced to... Accidentally bonding and having to share a mate. Having a kid with his lover, what a kid that was! How could he expect him to carry on the warrior's throne? He had purple hair! Vegeta almost growled at the thought... A Saiyan warrior with purple hair... Bah! At least that brat the Harpy has will be better for a ruler. 'No! I am not going to think like that... She seems happy enough as is and I will NOT get involved! Besides, I have to stay with the woman long enough to raise my son. She'll turn him completely soft if I'm not there to tell her no...'
He was so deep in thought that he didn't hear the roof doors opening. He didn't hear the footsteps making their way to him. But, he did hear the sigh the body now laying next to him made. Turning his head sharply to the right, he saw the peaceful face of Chichi. She had her eyes closed and arms behind her head. She was wearing something that concealed her body better than before, but was still too much for him... Or, shall we say too little... It was one of her mother's old dresses that had been saved. Red with black lacy trim all around it. It dipped just low enough to show the cleavage, but still be modest. This dress went down to just past her knees rather than that abomination she wore before...
With her eyes still closed, she smiled into the sunlight. "You find my old hiding spot Veggie... When I was younger and sad about Kaito leaving or my mother's death, I used to come up here and lay in that exact spot." He examined her face and saw the flit of emotions across her face. The damn bond must have been already working on her. How was he supposed to distance himself and keep it from working if she did all this? "Hn." He turned back to the and feigned disinterest. "Is there a reason you came here Harpy..?" She smirked. "Well, Your Highness.. I didn't know I wasn't allowed on my own roof.." He snorted at her smart ass reply and sat up. "What is it you say when you're in the kitchen? 'When I'm cooking it's my kitchen, so get out.' Right?" He had been over for dinner enough to know just how to reply to this.
She cracked one eye open and raised a brow. 'Just what is he getting at...?' He smirked. "Well the same principals apply here. When I'm laying somewhere it becomes mine... So leave." He laid back down, smirk still present on his handsome features. She let out a small, short laugh before sitting up. "I was just here to tell you that Gohan wanted to train with you. Goku went to find Bulma and he was bored so I suggested you. He's down in the courtyard warming-up with Mika now." When Chichi said the Gohan wanted to train with him, Vegeta's brows shot up. 'The brat wants to train with me rather than chase after his father? Damn! It's already starting!' He looked over at Chichi and saw her pleading eyes and compassionate smile. 'Damn...' "Alright! I'll go train with the brat!" Sighing, he pushed himself up and watched her smirk in triumph.
She laid back in the warm sun listening to the cranky prince make his way back down the staircase. 'I'm finally going to get some time for myself...' Sighing one last time in contentment, she dozed off in the gentle breeze of the trees and warm inviting light...
The spot the two were laying in was back on the backside of the castle ceiling. No one ever came up there anymore so if you didn't want to be, you wouldn't be found... Chichi laid out sleeping in the sun, changing positions every now and again completely unaware of the search going on below.
"Mika! Where is Princess Chichi? Dammit, I sent you out hours ago! If the Saiyans can't sense her ki because it's too low then that means one of a couple things. One; She's asleep somewhere and we need to figure out where. Two; She's been knocked out by someone. Or, Kami forbid, three; She's..." He paused and looked into the wide eyes of his nephew before continuing. "... She's... Out of commission." Gohan still understood what that meant, and turned his head sharply to look out the window. At ten minutes to eight, she was still gone. After leaving the breakfast table this morning, she went out and hadn't been back since... Something was wrong...
Vegeta had just stepped out of the shower because, unlike everyone else, he wasn't having a fit. He had no clue why they were acting like morons, nor did he desire to find out why. Slipping on the last of his clothes, he began his regular ki rounds. Woman, guest room. Kakkarot, with his brat in the throne room. Harpy, not visible. His brat, with- 'WHOA! The Harpy's not here? What the fuck? She was just here...' He couldn't sense her anywhere, like she had just disappeared into thin air. Pacing the room, he tried to remember the last place he saw the woman. 'Damn.. There was breakfast, then I went to the roof... The roof! The harpy was on the roof with me!' That thought in mind he took off full speed down the hall, knocking over a startled Mika on the way.
Quirking a brow, she decided to keep this little bit to herself. 'Hm... Wonder where he was going so fast.' Vegeta slammed open the door to the roof and tried to remember the exact spot they were in. Calmly, he started walking around the rooftop. "Dammit Harpy... You better be up here..." He was growling to the dark sky. A couple stars had started to appear, giving him better lighting. He turned the last corner and what he saw made him smirk. Chichi was curled up on her side against the wall. The moonlight bouncing off her fair skin only added to her beauty. Her hair was tossed and partially hiding her face from the outside world. Sighing he made his way over to the sleeping creature and crouched down.
Moving her hair out of her face, he allowed the smallest of smiles to pass over his features. This was his mate. His shared mate... Sharing a mate wouldn't be too awful bad, the only huge problem was his woman. They had a kid and if she found out about this, he wouldn't be able to see him. That would have been a dream, no responsibilities what-so-ever except for the fact that the brat was a prince. He needed to be raised in the Saiyan ways, not his mother's earthling crap! That just wasn't going to fly if he had any say in it! His smile fell and turned into his usual frown. In order to be able to stay apart, he couldn't let the bond develop too far. There were certain things one had to go through when bonding with a royal Saiyan. As long as he did none of them, they should be able to tolerate the distances without interfering.
Maybe... Just maybe... One day, he could take the boy and leave the bitch. He wasn't bonded to her, so he would never be able to love her like he would Chichi, even though not intentional. Bonds do crazy things to your mind man... You just can't get loose from it, permanent. Not that he minded. Smirking he remembered what happened just the day before. Her on the desk, legs spread, covered in sweat, begging for him. He had to suppress the urge to growl, lest he accidentally wake her. Hearing the commotion down stairs only grow, he figured he had better get her indoors before they had a hernia. He slipped his hands under her knees, and another behind her back lifting her into his chest.
She unconsciously snuggled closer into his chest, seeking warmth. He smirked and pulled her closer. Never... Never would anyone but she see this side of him. And sooner or later, he would have her as his full mate. Hearing a familiar voice down below, his face fell. The baka Kakkarot... He would have to share her... The same bed for all three, the same house. He didn't know how he could do it! Maybe he could ignore the bond until the fool went and got himself killed again. Maybe he could just keep the bond distanced and forget about it... He felt her shift in his arms, pushing her head up to the juncture between his neck and shoulder. Smirking once again, he knew he couldn't do that. He would come as immediately as he could. Whether or not Kakkarot liked it, Chichi belonged to both of them...
By the time he had finished contemplating, he was just down the hall from her room. Five feet away from the door and who decides to turn the corner...? "Vegeta! What are you doing with Chichi? Is she ok?" Kakkarot was obsessing over his wife while Vegeta tried to not explode. "Kakkarot... She was asleep on the roof relaxing, if you do not shut your Kami damned mouth you'll wake her up! Imbecile!" Goku closed his mouth with an audible snap and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry.. So, she's ok?" Vegeta nodded and walked into her room. Gently setting her on the bed, he made sure Kakkarot was doing something else before planting the lightest of kisses on her forehead.
Goku smiled as Vegeta walked out of the room to go eat something. He hadn't eaten since breakfast that morning and was famished. Vegeta just 'humphed' and continued out. Goku closed the door lightly and laid down beside his sleeping princess. 'Vegeta's not such a bad guy after all...' Kissing her cheek lightly, he thought he smelled something different about her, but chalked it up to being out in the open air for so long and simply snuggled into her. She tucked her head up under his chin in her sleep and sighed, snuggling closer.
Vegeta walked into the kitchen and sat eating.. Just reflecting on the past two days and how much his life had changed. So deep in thought, he didn't hear Gohan walk in and sit down with a cup of milk and a couple fresh cookies. "Thanks for bringing mom back home. Everyone was really worried about her." He took a bite of the cookie and Vegeta nearly jumped out of his skin. 'Damn!' He chastised himself, 'I need to pay more fucking attention! This makes twice I've been surprised by one of the Son's!' He scowled and Gohan laughed picking up the last cookie he had. "Anyways Vegeta, just wanted to tell you I'll be down early for our sparring session. Night!" He set the cookie on the edge of Vegeta's plate and... Kissed him... On the cheek... Vegeta's eyes went wide as he stared at the retreating form of the demi-Saiyan.
He looked down and picked up the cookie eating the thing whole. "Nam Fratt!" I think that was translated in some way as damn brat... He kicked away from the table and stomped up the stairs to the room that was supposed to be his woman's, growling the whole way. 'How dare they... The damn brat is trying to work his way into my heart... And so is the fucking harpy! Dammit!' No use dwelling on it Vegeta... He quickly laid down on his side of the bed, Bulma all the way on the other side. He knew he would get no sleep tonight...
And he didn't...
The dreams and nightmares of what was to be and what could possibly be plagued his every thought, every motion... He would just have to live with it for now... Until his brat was old enough to be a great Saiyan, he would have to live with this as a result of his choice...
One day, it would be exactly what he wanted... His mate, and his heirs. Trunks and now apparently Gohan. The only problem then would be Kakkarot. But it wouldn't be too awful hard. He could either share with him...
Or die...
TBC...
*Woo! One more chapter then the epilogue! So, was it worth waiting for? I hope so... I got my laptop back like 20 minutes ago, this was my first stop! :D Please read and review, if you're not too upset at me... :) I still loves the reviews! Laterz!
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