How do you know Love…

A hard connect to Jetson sent him flying into the arena wall and falling face first on the ground. Three men rushed to the aide of the fallen solider with the small nurse and her first aide bag. Jetson was only one of the many fallen soldiers that day by the hands of Goku. "Everyone take a break! Goku stay behind."

Two weeks of vigorous training had been torment for many soldiers but for Goku it had been the only escape from his troubled thoughts. ChiChi's words haunted him in his sleep and his brother's death echoed in his mind but when he sparred they were miles away. Something inside of him burned for a release that he couldn't begin to find.

"Anger is a fool's greatest weapon!" lashed David. David had grown fond of Goku since the first day he had met him. He admired Goku's hunger to learn and his cunning sense of the arts, but it seemed he lost it. He had never seen Goku fight with as much rage as he did in the last two weeks of training. "Your mind is miles away and though you take down a few of these men today it won't do much out there with the enemy. Your anger is blinding you, young'un."

"I can't help it-"

"I know it must be hard with the death of your brother but you need to shape up. If you fight with rage you will help no one and your brother's death will be for nothing." David shifted the bamboo stick between his hands with ease.

"I don't care how many I take down if even one that is good enough." Goku didn't care about anything; not how many would die just that he would kill as many as he could and join his brother. He was numb inside and he felt nothing could take that feeling away- only death.

The silence in the arena was beginning to eat away at Goku and all he wanted to do was leave. He needed air he needed a fight, a drink he needed something – anything to keep him from the thoughts that were knocking. 'I hate you! I will hate you! I will hate you with all I am and never want to see you again!' The words echoed in his mind and her heart shape face stained with tears haunted him. She hated him; she didn't want to see him again. The one girl that he had felt anything for she hated him, she-

A hard blow to his stomach winded him knocking him off his feet. "Your brother's death was for something! Fight me and let see how good you are!" David lifted the staff above his head and brought it down with force hitting Goku hard in the chest. He cried out in pain and another blow came, he spit blood. "Do you want me to kill you? Defend yourself!"

Again David brought his staff down connecting with Goku's thigh. He yelled out in pain grabbing his temples in hopes of easing the pain, but as the staff came again he grabbed it. The force on his palms sent him over the edge and without thought he kicked David in the stomach. He jumped to his feet blocking the next blow from David, and countering with an uppercut that David easily side step.

Again Goku came with another blow and David easily moved to the side. David tossed his Bamboo stick to the floor and rolled up his shirt sleeves. He rushed at Goku with a roundhouse kick that connected and he staggered a few steps before falling. He hit the ground with immense force, his whole body was sore with pain. It had been the first day in weeks that the numbness he felt fled; he could taste the salty blood on his lip. He laid there looking up at the dark ceiling of the indoor arena.

"What else is bothering you?" David was no fool he could sense there was more to Goku's slump then his brother's death alone. He sat down on the sandy ground next to Goku, his blue eyes filled with concern.

"It doesn't matter," rasped Goku. His right eye was swollen and his hair peppered with sand.

"Sure it does. If it didn't matter then you wouldn't be lying on this floor, you could have easily won." David ran his hand through his ebony curls he was much older in age than Goku and though his stances were better than many he was declining in strength.

"I can't stop thinking of this girl," he breathed. "I've tried and tired and it's like I can't get her out of my head."

David chuckled glancing down at the fallen warrior a smirk on his face. "This girl how does she make you feel?"

"Crazy! I mean I feel so good when I'm around her but I can't think straight with her."

"Sounds like love," exclaimed David. "I take it you've never felt that way before?"

"No, she is the only girl I've ever felt this way with," he answered.

"So what is wrong?" David laid back placing his hands below his head and starting up at the ceiling.

"She hates me," he sighed.

"How do you know?"

"She told me herself." Goku felt a weight lifted off his chest as he confessed.

"When did she say it? And what was happening at the time?" probed David.

"When word came back about my brother I decided to go and she told me than." He didn't understand why but he felt completely open with David.

"You know nothing about women Goku and that clearly shows. This girl of yours still loves you just as you do her. You should go and talk with her," he advised.

"It makes no use it wouldn't have worked out. Her father has chosen someone for her to marry, and I'm not the kind of guy she'd get married too." Goku drew

in a deep breath of air and tried to prop himself up on his elbow but the pain stopped him.

"There was a king- well he was a prince at the time that fell in love with a plain girl. To many she was plain she had no title and brought nothing to the kingdom. His father betrothed him to a beautiful princess because with her came many assets. On the wedding day he was conflicted because the woman that he wanted to marry was sitting in the isle about to watch him marry someone else. He was only inches from sealing the marriage. She leaned forward to kiss him and he had heard footsteps and he saw the girl he loved. He didn't marry the princess he chased after the plainest girl, in the eyes of many and married her. That man believed in love above all else and I'm certain he wouldn't deny his daughter the same pleasure."

"What do mean hi- Ox King?" It took a moment before Goku had completely understood what David said and when he did he smiled. David was much smarter than he thought of him. ChiChi loved him! She loved him still! "I think I need some help getting up."

"I know you need some help after that beating I gave you," he kid.

"How can I get the chance to talk to her?" Goku was eager to see the beautiful princess and tell her how much he loved her. He needed to find out if David's assumptions were true and if they weren't he'd be that more certain of going to war.

"She has been locked away for days, but it seems that she will be attending a feast. A feast in her honor and I could speak with the guard that is holding your spot and try and sway them to have you take their place. That way you will have some quiet time with her after the celebration, sound good?"

"Perfect," answered Goku.

"Great! Well you have a few hours to rest and I'll work everything out and come and get you."

Launch brought yet another one of ChiChi's many dresses for her to wear but as the others; they were a size too large. The engagement ball was only a few hours away and for the life of her she couldn't get anything to look even half decent on the princess. The beautiful shine that once exuberated from ChiChi's ebony mane had faded; it was as if every bit of life in her had died.

"Arianna go and get the seamstress" said Launch agitatedly, pulling the silk fabric against ChiChi's frame. The tall red hair woman stood dazed as she took in the weak form of her beloved princess and Launch very displeased. "GO!"

Frightfully Arianna ran out of the room leaving Launch and ChiChi alone. Launch looked back to the silent princess who sat in her stupor staring out the window before her. What had become of the strong willed woman that she was? What had become of fight in her? ChiChi was now a decaying beauty with no caution for her actions. "You have lost a lot of weight princess" cried Launch as she paced the bedroom.

"You need to eat, and you need to tend to yourself or speculation could occur with fading health." Launch bit her nails nervous of the reaction of the people when their princess would walk out in a few hours with her gloom. How would she explain to the King his daughter wouldn't eat? How would she explain to the Prince that she was pining away for some guard? "Your father will demand to know why you aren't eating and why I haven't told him earlier. He'll-"

"My father will not cause any harm to you on my behalf if that is why you're worried," said ChiChi. She made her way to the balcony of her room and peered down at the city outside the castle walls.

"Goodness! Is that all you think I'm worry about? I was terrible, ok? I was horrible to think you were like me! To try and tell you what to do and watch you as carefully as if I was your mother. I just didn't want you to make the same mistakes I did. I burn to this day remembering them. Tell me what you want; what you will like me to do. How can I help you to change your mind?" Launch took hold of ChiChi's hand lovingly.

ChiChi turned a scowl upon her face and venom in her onyx orbs. "Do you really want to know what you can do?" Launch nod not daring to speak a word less it would upset the already distraught princess, tears welling. "Watch me die."

Something struck Launch to the core at ChiChi's word. She had never heard nor seen such hatred in the princess before. She fought the tears that wanted to fall and backed away as she could see the fire in ChiChi. Something in her sent off alarms and she knew that the princess was plotting something. She just couldn't place it, retreating out of the room she leaned against the door. She had to do something, but how? How could she stop the princess from doing what she concocted?

Goku...

"What? Is someone there?" she asked petrified at the sudden thought. Was that her? Of course! There was no one else around, and that had to be the most fruitful way to get anything through to the princess. She had seen the way Goku was able to ease ChiChi and the way the princess was infatuated with him. However it was him that started all this defiance in the princess- he had made her fall for him. Was getting him truly the best solution?

"Ma'am?" a deep voice interrupted Launch from thought.

"Yes?" she answered running her hands through her blue mane anxiety swim through her.

"I want to see if I could relieve my position for just this night. I haven't been trained well enough to protect the princess in such a large event as this, but her guard Goku has. Would you think it trouble to have him hold my place?" The solider stood at attention his hazel eyes filled with fear pepper with hope.

"Tell him to come now," she replied hastily.

"V-very well," he answered and hurried off.

Launch wiped away a few stray tears and waited for Goku outside the door. She didn't know if what she was about to do would please the king- but she didn't care. She didn't even care about Prince Absalom only for the health of the princess. As the minutes passed on she began to second guess her thoughts. Maybe she shouldn't have requested for Goku? She should just rescind her invitation?

"Ma'am?" Launch jumped her body raking with fear till Goku placed a steady hand on her shoulder and he looked to her with concern. "Did I startle you? I'm sorry."

Shaking her head she moved back freeing herself from his helping hand. He certainly knew how to make someone feel better. She looked over the tall solider careful taking in all that he was. She wanted to find some type of mishap something to make her change her mind. She found nothing but caring eyes despite his injuries, she knew that was exactly what ChiChi found. "I've made some horrible mistakes. I-I…ah I need, she needs you to talk to her. She is terribly ill."

"What happened? Is it maybe the same illness she told me about a while ago?" asked Goku.

Launch shook her head firmly and took hold of Goku's massive right hand between her two small ones and looked into his eyes. "She has never been sick like this before, and I know you are the only cure. Go to her I'll watch the door."

Smiling Goku gave the smaller woman a hug surprising her. "Thank you" he said as he opened the door. He walked in cautiously and seen ChiChi standing with her back turned to him looking out the window. Her long ebony hair flowing freely down her back passing her back, she had on a long white flowing gown.

The way the sun hit her made her look like an angel. His stomach was in knots again. He wanted to cherish this moment. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever met- the only one to make him feel time didn't matter. He could stand here for all his life just looking at her and be the happiest man in the world. He longed to see her beautiful face, to see her smile again.

"ChiChi…" he said ardently. His breath caught in his throat when she turned around her eyes meeting his. He-missed her.

A/N: So ya here is another chapter. It is winding down! Soon I won't be writing anymore on I hope everyone enjoys it. I look forward to reading your reviews! Tell me what you think! Happy late mother's day to any mom's reading! :)