Woo-hoo! You guys don't know just how hard this chapter was to write! It has drove me crazy! I had to force it along, which I hate, but I'm not too disappointed with the outcome!
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She had made her way out to sit in the warm sun for a while, away from suffocating confines of the house. It seemed the more she breathed, the less oxygen she was actually getting, and it was worse when she was indoors. She was going over her plan in her head, wondering if Bulma would be able to accomplish what she said.
If anyone could get those two to pull their heads out of their asses, it would be Bulma.
She leaned back against the tree, sighing deeply and letting the sun warm her chilled body.
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He found her out in the yard, setting under the large maple tree where they usually had their picnics. He slowed his running, walking up to her, making her turn to see who it was, and he felt his heart tighten at the sight of her.
There were dark circles under her eyes, and she had lost weight from how prominent her cheekbones were sticking out. She looked like she was -
She glared up at him, crossing her arms.
"What?"
He smiled lightly, holding a hand out for her.
She stared at it for a moment before taking it with a huff and let him pull her to her feet. He grabbed her around the waist and swung her around, making her cry out.
"What is wrong with you?" she demanded, the pain from the unfinished bond making her wince.
Goku set her down, tears in his eyes and a smile on his face.
"I have his blessing."
She looked dumbstruck for a second before she screamed, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him. They toppled over, and she lay on top of him, kissing him with everything in her.
They broke apart, panting. He grinned up at her, but it slid from his face as she began gasping for air, her face contorting in pain.
"Goku," she whispered, her nails sinking into his arm as pain shot through her.
His eyes went wide as he felt her Ki flicker.
"What's happening?"
"We need to – We have to bond, Goku." she breathed out, her chest starting to hurt.
"Now."
He nodded, not even bothering to get up, and transported them to his old home without a second thought.
They landed on the living room floor with a thud. She cried out and he wrapped his arms around her, holding her as he got to his feet, taking her to his bedroom.
He lay her down, undressing her swiftly, making her give a weak chuckle.
"Geez Goku… Excited much?" she laughed, making him blush.
He didn't even glance at her until he was done, his breath hitching.
She was still just as beautiful as he remembered.
Her skin as smooth and pale as porcelain as he ran a hand up her thigh, feeling the goosebumps that followed his caresses. Her breathing caused her breasts to move up and down and his eyes traveled up to them, licking his lips at the thought of what he wanted to do.
That led his eyes to travel down her body, coming to rest of the smoothly shaven mound that was nestled between her thighs. Seeing the glistening wetness that clung there, his eyes darting up to look at her, a sly grin working its way to his lips.
Her eyes were closed, her mouth parted just a little. Her skin was flushed as she waited for him to do something.
He lowered himself down between her legs, making her open her eyes wide and look at him. He held her gaze as his tongue darted out, running the length of her slit.
He had fantasized about doing this again since the night she came into his room. It haunted his dreams, his fantasies, and his every waking moment. He had craved her taste and he couldn't pass up the opportunity to try it again.
She moaned, tangling her hands in his messy hair. He sucked and licked his way to her opening, penetrating her with his tongue. He glanced up at her, smirking at her reaction. Her head was thrown back and her mouth open in a long moan, her face flushed red.
Nuzzling his way up, Goku soon had her clit in his lips, sucking on it gently as his tongue danced around it. Willow gasped, her hands pulling against his hair. Wrapping his arms around her legs he held her tightly, her frantic thrusts threatening to pull her away from his grazing tongue.
He sat up and grabbed her hips, bringing them to his mouth, his movements getting faster. Grabbing her backside, he pressed her firmly against his tongue, making her thrash against him. She clawed at the sheets, crying out.
"Goku... please..." she whimpered, her body going limp in his hands.
He tasted her once more before setting her down, positioning himself between her legs.
"Ready?" he whispered, his hardness at her entrance. She nodded, gripping his shoulders.
"I – Are you a - Have you ever done this before?" he asked softly, a light blush coming to his face.
She chuckled, nodding.
"I have, so don't worry, alright?"
He pushed his hips forward slowly, sighing as he slid inside her warmth, her walls holding him in a tight embrace. She wrapped her arms around his back and pulled him down on top of her completely, wanting to feel every inch of his body touching hers as he slowly started thrusting into her.
He marveled at the feeling of her around his arousal. It was hotter and tighter than anything he'd ever felt before. She moaned softly into his ear, his name rolling off of her tongue in urgent whispers. Goku lined a row of kisses across her neck before climbing up to her lips, kissing her slowly as their bodies rocked tenderly in sync. In that moment, the world ceased to exist around them as they lost their selves in one another.
"Goku… I'm -!" she moaned, letting go of him as her head fell back against the pillows.
His teeth clamped down on the junction where her neck and shoulder met, sinking into the pale skin and breaking it. Going on instinct, she raised her head and mirrored his actions, causing a shock to run through them as they climaxed, rendering them motionless.
It could have been seconds, or years, she wasn't sure, but her mind seemed to be floating.
Then suddenly, she was pushed into the light.
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A young Goku being taught by an old man outside of a tiny hut in the mountains…
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Bulma and Goku battling a barrage of enemies as they searched for the Dragon Balls…
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Goku defeating King Piccolo…
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Gohan being born…
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Radditz attacking them…
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Then her father showing up and the two of them fighting almost to the death...
The memories kept coming, leading up to right now. She saw herself through his eyes, feeling how much love he held for her. It made her heart feel like it would burst with how much the man truly cared for her, and everyone else in his life.
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Goku went through a similar experience, but it wasn't as pleasant.
He watched her hiding in the darkness under her bed form her parents when she was a child, watched her older sister turn their attention to her when Willow was in trouble. He watched her bottle her anger, watched her hold back as feelings of hate and regret filtered their way through her childhood. He saw her leave, saw her start her new life, still scared that they would come and take her back.
He felt her sadness at not being able to find someone to share her life with, felt her inability to give her heart fully, and watched her hide herself away…
Then he saw and felt what it was like when she saw him.
It was almost instant for her. When her eyes had landed on him, her heart was overflown with so much emotion that he could have drowned in it. It amazed him that someone could care that deeply about him, that their very existence seemed tied to his in such a way.
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They came to with a jerk, both gasping for breath. He slid out of her, moving to lay next to her on the bed. A shaking hand clasped his as they lay there, catching their breath. He brought it to his lips, brushing light kisses across her knuckles. She turned towards him, cuddling up against him as he put his arm around her, letting his heartbeat lull her into a well needed sleep.
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Trunks woke up to a dark, empty room.
He looked out and saw that the sun had set, leaving the sky light purple as it was being taken over by inky black of the oncoming night. He got up and stretched, feeling his bones crack and pop from lying there so long.
He made his way down the stairs, wondering where his sister was and if she had made her decision. He would help her, even if the thought made his heart hurt. She had completed their family. She had pulled Bulla out of her own little world, something he didn't think anyone would ever be able to do, as well as making Vegeta do something about his anger issues. Ever since their fight, he had taken to walking off and calming down when one of them made him mad. Bulma had even retired her wooden spoon, though she seemed a bit upset at not getting to use it.
But he would help her. He rather have her in another dimension, knowing she was alive, then have her die here. They wouldn't even be able to bring her back if she did. Vegeta had explained to them that a broken bond constituted as a natural death, because the body ceased to function. It drained the weaker of the two, eventually causing their body to fail.
The thought made his heart clench in fear.
He heard everyone in the kitchen and made his way there, seeing his mother and father setting at the table, eating dinner.
"Hey, have you guys seen Will?" he asked.
Vegeta looked over at him and started to snicker.
"She left-"Bulma broke off when she saw him, guffawing loudly.
"What's so funny?" his eyes narrowed as they continued to laugh.
"Is this your new look? Gods you children are getting weirder and weirder every day!" Vegeta laughed, shaking his head.
Trunks felt his blood run cold.
She wouldn't…
He sped over to the fridge, looking at the little magnetic mirror Bulma kept on the door, his eyes widening at his reflection.
Bulla chose that moment to walk in, doubling over with laughter as she saw his reaction.
"Which one of you did this?" he snarled, pointing to the crudely drawn dick on the side of his face, pointing to his mouth.
That wasn't the worst of it, though. They had colored in his eyebrows with black, connecting them to give him one large unibrow, a teardrop under his right eye, red clown lips, 'Goten waz here' on his other cheek with an arrow pointing at his mouth, and "I Love Dick" written on his forehead.
Bulla couldn't look at him she was laughing so hard, making him growl in anger.
"WHO DID IT?"
"M-me…. W-Willow..." she struggled to say, falling to her knees.
Vegeta got up and handed him a dish cloth, snickering.
He stomped over to the sink, wetting the cloth and scrubbing at his face. He hoped it wasn't permanent ink; it had taken Goten three weeks to get all of it off of his face when they done it to him.
He went back to the mirror, thanking Dende when it all wiped off. He was at least thankful they loved him enough to use washables.
Once his face was clean, he threw the towel over onto the sink, sending one last glare at his family before stomping out of the room, his nose in the air.
"Girl, why didn't you or your sister use the permanent ones?" Vegeta laughed, looking over at his youngest.
Bulla grinned, getting up off the floor and walking over to him, leaning against his still shaking shoulders.
"Don't worry," she laughed, "We took pictures."
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Goku woke up, his eyes widening when he felt someone's body entwined with his own. It took his mind a second to catch up with all that happened.
He looked over at the sleeping woman next to him, his drowsiness leaving him when his eyes traveled down her naked body.
His hand moved down her side, his fingers brushing against her lightly, causing chills to appear on her pale skin. A smile tugged at his lips when she moaned, pressing her body closer to his. He trailed his fingers up to her breasts, running them over the already hardening peaks there, and delighting in the sounds she was making.
She turned over onto her back, stretching out on the mattress, giving him full access, still snoring lightly. His warm lips captured one of the pink nubs, running his tongue over it. She arched up off the bed, moaning softly.
With a sly smirk gracing his lips, he slowly got up on his knees, moving between her legs as softly as possible, lifting and wrapping them around his hips. He grasped his hardness, lining it up with her entrance, and slowly pushed in.
Her eyes flew open as a moan tore from her lips. She glared up at him, watching as he gave her a sheepish grin, thrusting in and out of her slowly.
"Morning, sweetheart." He purred, making her eyes roll back in her head.
He placed his hands behind her knees, pushing her legs back against her chest, speeding his thrusts. Just watching her was enough to bring him close to the edge. He pounded into her, making her scream his name as she succumbed to her orgasm, bringing him with her.
Letting go of her legs, he lay down on top of her, kissing her fiercely.
When they broke apart, she was glaring up at him again.
"What? Did – did I do something wrong?" he asked, genuinely confused. She wiggled out from underneath him, getting up and gathering her clothes together. He came up behind her as she slipped her shirt over her head and tried to lean in and kiss her neck, but she dodged him, moving away.
"Don't think you're automatically forgiven for all of this, dammit." she said, pulling her jeans past her hips, glaring at him. "I'm still mad at you for holding out for so long on our bond!"
Goku blinked, not sure what to say.
He had thought that everything was okay, that all their problems had been solved…
"But –," he broke off, rubbing the back of his head in confusion. "We made up, right?"
Willow snorted, throwing his pants at him and hitting him in the face with them.
"No, we finished our bond. The same bond that you refused to finish for months, letting me almost die from. So no, Goku, we didn't make up." She snapped, before her face softened.
"I do love you, though…. I – I don't know why you did what you did, but I love you enough to try and understand, alright?" she said, walking over to stand in front of his towering form, gazing up at him.
"I just wanted to –"
"Do the right thing? That's what Bulma said…. But to me the right thing would be completing the bond so I didn't die!" she huffed, making his eyes widen.
He hadn't thought of it like that. What if she had died?
He sat down on the bed, his eyes wide with his realization. Willow walked over and set next to him, taking his arm with hers and leaning into his side.
"So Bulma was right…" she whispered, chuckling. At his look of confusion, she explained.
"Bulma said that she figured you hadn't thought about it, that you wouldn't see what was right in front of you. It seems she was right."
Goku nodded bleakly, not even able to speak at the moment. He turned to her, his eyes filled with sorrow at the thought of what could have happened because of him.
"I'm sor-"
She cut him off with a kiss, getting up and straddling his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"I know… I thought – well, I just thought that you didn't care…" she whispered, leaning her head against his once they broke apart. "You didn't even see it, though… "
"Why didn't you say something sooner? As much as I wanted to wait, I would have done it whether Vegeta liked it or not if I knew you were in so much pain." He pulled her closer to him, reveling in the feeling of her body against his.
"Because I thought you knew what would happen!"
"I did, but, well, you weren't acting like you were hurting! You never said anything about it, so I didn't think it was that far along…"
Willow laughed, shaking her head.
"We're both idiots, then. Me for not saying anything, and you for waiting so long to do anything." She told him before kissing him softly.
They sat there in silence for a while, both just happy to have the other in their arms.
"What are we going to do now?" Goku asked finally, bringing her out of her thoughts. She shrugged.
"I haven't really thought that far ahead, have you?" she chuckled when he shook his head. He looked around the room, thinking.
They could re-do the whole thing…
And it would give them privacy…
"W-would you move in here with me?" he whispered, his face buried in her hair to hid the blush that crept over his cheeks. She leaned back, looking him in the eye.
"Are you sure? I mean, after everything that happened with Chi-Chi?"
He nodded, smiling slightly.
"We can change it around, make it ours… Besides, I never really cared enough to actually call if home, so it will sort of be like having a new place anyways."
She kissed him soundly before jumping up off of him, grabbing his hands and pulling him up as well.
"Come on! The sooner we get back, the sooner we can move in!" she squealed, making him laugh loudly.
"What's the rush?" he asked as she danced around him.
"The rush is the fact that if we live on our own, we can do what we like! I for one miss walking around naked! There's just a certain joy that comes from making a sandwich in the nude." She said, a misty look in her eyes that made him break down in laughter.
He grabbed her hand, pulling her against his still shaking chest.
"Well, let's go then!"
She looked up at him, a smirk on her lips.
"You know Dad's going to go ballistic when I tell him I'm moving in with you, right?" she laughed, making him pale a little , before he transported them back to Capsule Corp.
To her surprise, they landed in Bulma's lab. She was about to ask why he had taken them there, when she noticed someone was there with them, and it wasn't Bulma...
"Dr. Pearson?"
Goku turned to see who she was talking to, remembering the doctor's name from what she told them about being sent here, and was shocked to see Dr. Brief standing before him, going through a stack of files scattered on the table in front of him.
He was supposed to be dead.
The doctor glared, albeit half-heartedly, at Willow, taking a draw form his cigarette.
"You told them, didn't you? I thought they went over that in your briefing?" he asked, letting out a puff of smoke as he held up one of Bulma's files, shaking it at her. He walked over to her slowly, his shoes clicking across the tiled floor of the lab. Goku stepped in front of her, glaring down at the man that helped him many times before.
The doctor chuckled, shaking his head.
"I'm not here to hurt her, Goku. No, I couldn't do it even if I wanted…" he murmured, shaking his head. When Goku wouldn't move, he sighed, taking another drag.
"Look, if I had wanted to do her harm, I've already had plenty of time to do it in! I was the one over her research!" he said, making them both gasp.
Willow moved around, glaring at the older man.
"What do you mean?"
He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"I –"
"Daddy?"
They all three turned to see Bulma, Vegeta and Trunks at the lab door, staring in disbelief.
Dr. Brief made a sound of irritation, looking over at his daughter.
"Hello Bulma, dear."
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-We're getting near the end! Just a few more chapters to go! Review if you can! They inspire me! :D