I'm really sorry about the delay of chapter 3. You see, my younger sister thought it would be funny to delete all my documents, including my first draft of this chapter. In a sense, I'm glad she did it. I re-wrote it, but I changed a lot more things in this chapter so I'm happy how things have turned out actually.
Anyway, sorry for the delay and I'm sorry again if there are any spelling errors. But a huge thank you to the wonderful people who reviewed, faved and followed this story! The confidence boost just makes me want to write non-stop!
I also apologize for the shortness of this chapter, I'm still working on it.
Moving on, I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Failure is like a large bruise.
Invisible to those around you, but blatantly obvious to those closest. It just added to the depressed feeling. Knowing you have failed in front of the ones you loved the most. What do you look like in their eyes now?
Goku asked himself that repeatedly over the course of three hours.
Disappointment sounded the loudest.
It was like someone had shoved him into a bath of ice and left him there to suffer, incapable of escaping the icy touch, adding to his already heightened discomfort. Frozen chills washed up his back, leaving goosebumps in its wake, despite Goku's abnormally hot body temperature, as he stared blankly at his tiny dome shaped house from across the field.
He had really stuck himself in it this time.
Chi-Chi was harder to please than usual. She had spared the saiyan man no sympathy or affection, instead she decided on the direct approach and turned into a fire breathing dragon once their son had fallen asleep. Goku had never seen Chi-Chi this angry before. Her skin burned a vibrant and bloody red from head to toe. Veins pulsated across her body, straining up her neck- Goku had grown fearful halfway through Chi-Chi's rampage, worrying that his wife would miraculously explode on him. Literally.
If Goku was totally honest, he was surprised Goten hadn't woken from the screaming.
No normal human could turn such a horrible, unholy color. It made Goku's stomach churn. His wife looked like a demon spawn, fresh from hell, ready to tare into him with vengeance.
And her voice, Chi-Chi's horrible scratchy voice. It was different this time around. It was like she was possessed, her voice sounded monstrous with an evil intent. Goku couldn't even respond to her spew of hateful words, he was far too shocked and frightened when it was happening. But as he thought back on it now, he wished he had said something just as hurtful back. He didn't deserve it. After everything he has done to save the people he loves and for the good of the planet, he didn't deserve this.
His upper lip curled back and a small growl rumbled deep in his chest. He was nearly at his breaking point. Goku could feel his own anger bubbling over and he was ready to attack something. His body begged him to take to the skies and to find something to destroy, his muscles coiled and shivered in need.
That was his saiyan side, begging to let go and just do what he was born to do.
But he resisted and instead decided to continue staring ahead at his house, watching as wisps escaped the chimney and watching the occasional shadow pass the window where light shone through the closed curtains. It must be Chi-Chi, though Goku idly wondering why she was still awake at this hour. It was barely passed midnight.
Goku could only made out Chi-Chi's muffled voice, though he was unable to make out words in her fast pace. He wondered what was going on in her head. Did she regret anything? Probably not, Goku could barely recall a time where she had apologized- it was always him pleading for forgiveness, even if it wasn't his fault.
Another growl sounded from his chest, vibrating through his body. He didn't care, all he wanted was the justice he deserved. Goku may not be an amazing father and sure, he liked to go off training or caring for defenceless creatures, but he was a good person-he kept telling himself that. He tried his hardest, after all there were worse people than him out there and he lived to protect.
But now he was growing weary and tired of being the one everyone relied on. Especially his wife, he sacrificed everything for her but she was too blind and stubborn to look past his flaws and imperfections. He had promised to be a better father and husband and he really wanted to live up to Chi-Chi's expectations, but she just wasn't having it.
If this was how things were to turn out, he would have never come back to answer her ultimatum. Come to think of it, what was the point in her silly little mind game? Was it to prove a point? Because Goku thought long and hard about his answer, just like she wanted. Was he not good enough? Or was Chi-Chi purposely trying to toy with him?
Whichever the reason, Goku didn't like it.
Shifting to get a better view of the house, Goku leaned against the trunk of a tree, pressing his right side harder into the wood and ignored the scratches and prods of the bumpy and cold bark. He lifted his knee and rested his free arm atop it while his other hand gingerly ripped at blades of grass.
Occasionally he would notice the flutter of the kitchen curtains and he would wonder if Chi-Chi could see him resting in the shadows. Though a small part of him knew she probably couldn't, her human eyes weren't that strong, especially now as Chi-Chi slowly entered the older part of her life where everything slowed down.
With age she just seemed to grow more aggressive. It was becoming an even bigger problem for Goku. Any more of her shouting then he was sure to snap and that would be a very bad thing to happen. He could already feel the pull in his body, to snap her neck as she stood or to slowly torture her. But every time Goku had the evil desire he would snap back and berate himself for even thinking that way.
It made him feel physically sick.
But at the same time he loved to fantasize about it. Finally shutting his wife up was a dream and a nightmare all at the same time that blended together perfectly.
Goku's fingers dug into the ground while he unblinkingly continued to stare at the house. Quietly imagining he was taring through Chi-Chi's chest and grabbing her heart-
"Stop it," he growled to himself, frowning deeply as he tried desperately to purge to dark thoughts that threatened to overtake him. "I could never do that to my family."
Goku furiously tried to think of something else to take him mind of his repeated thoughts and instead he began to think about his children. Gohan and Goten. He thought about the time when Gohan and himself would go fishing together or even train with their friend Piccolo and of all the other times they spent together as father and son.
Though, that didn't happen any more. Due to Gohan now being married and with his bright future ahead of him, there was really no time for them to spend together. Goku kind of missed it.
That lead him to Goten. It was different with Goten unlike how Goku and Gohan were. Chi-Chi kept Goten on a tighter leash and rarely ever left him off with a break. Goku had asked a handful of times for Goten to train with him and each of those times Chi-Chi had given him an earful. Apparently it was for Goten's own good, she didn't want Goten growing up to be a 'brute' like his father.
Goku managed to brush the comment off but it still stung every time he heard It, even though he refused to admit or show it. He just wished she would open up, Chi-Chi never used to mind Goku's way of doing things, that was why she demanded to marry him- despite him thinking 'marriage' was food. But a promise is a promise and he hadn't looked back since.
Despite his obvious infatuation...
Goku nearly jumped in fright when he heard the loud slam of a car door shutting. He grumbled under his breath for losing his focus, berating himself for allowing his guard to drop and unable to detect the car that had rolled up in front of his house. How could he not notice it? Goku is one of the strongest beings in the universe? It made no real sense to him.
He shook his head and sighed, continuing to peek up in curiosity at the small blue car with mild interest. Why would anyone visit at this hour in the first place? He raised a brow when he saw his wife peek out of the curtains, only to scurry off a second later. Probably to greet the person, after all, Goku had no idea who the car belonged to.
His gaze quickly flicked back to a small figure making its way up the cobblestone pathway. He squinted his eyes through the dark, slowly making out the shape of the person.
The first thing he noticed was the size. It was obviously not male, due to the size and the way the body curved and the person was a lot shorter than an average male.
The second thing he noticed was the long hair that cascaded down the back of the stranger, reaching just above the hips and slightly fanned out in small waves.
The female came to a stop in front of the entrance to the door, but before she was able to knock, the door was flung open to reveal a very relieved Chi-Chi.
Goku's eyes widened incredibly when the light brushed across the tiny woman, colouring his field of vision and a familiar yellow dress revealed itself that he couldn't make out in the dark. His breath caught in his throat and his heart momentarily stopped.
'No...'
Goku stumbled to get to his feet and he backed away slightly, making sure not to bump into the tree. His heart thudded painfully against his ribs and he quickly wondered if it was going to burst out.
"Noah! You had me so worried," Chi-Chi's voice dully reached his ears.
"I'm sorry for the wait."
A voice as clear as a bell froze Goku to the spot. He nervously watched the exchange as Chi-Chi ushered the woman in. Goku's large frame began to tremble at the sight. Had Chi-Chi discovered his secret? No, that couldn't be it. He didn't let anything on or even hint at his obsession. Could his wife read minds? Goku gulped at the thought. Not all of his thoughts were as innocent as Chi-Chi would of liked.
This wasn't how Goku planned it. The two should have been oblivious to each other's existence.
But it wasn't like Goku had spoken to Noah, the girl in yellow... he's technically never met her. Watching from a distance is where he felt most comfortable. Had she spotted him somehow and come to speak to Chi-Chi about it? It couldn't be a coincident.
His throat suddenly felt very dry and he attempted to swallow back his saliva to moisten the thick feeling.
He watched silently as the front door closed, sucking back in the light that spread out into the garden.
At that point he could only do what he was familiar with. Goku spun around, heart thudding loudly in his ears and sprinted at lightning speed into the forest, forcing himself to not look back.
His stomach twisted, nausea building as he ran.
'Fuck.'