Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Breaking ❯ From bad to worse ( Prologue )

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Now, on with the story:

Lately, things had been going from bad to worse…

…much worse…

…for Goku: The Saiyan warrior who has spent almost the entire of his life defending Earth against evil, man-made evil & aliens alike. It was a known fact that he was originally sent to our homely planet to destroy it - but things worked out differently as we all know. Now he's married, with children, and is the strongest being on Earth. But it's no where close to a `happily ever after' end. Far from it in fact.

It had been just under two years since Goku's return from the now non-existent Namek. The Trunks from the future had arrived and given his warning and all the Z fighters, including Vegeta & Piccolo, had begun training for the androids that would eventually come and try to destroy their world. The Saiyan warrior, whom had just reached the legendary level of `Super Saiyan' was now adjusting back to the life he'd been deprived of in recent times. The welcome home he'd received from his wife had long since grown cold. Her long suppressed feelings of resentment against his leaving her at home throughout all his adventures has finally started to come out - in a way that only the feisty Chichi can manage…

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"GOKU?! JUST WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING!? GET BACK HERE NOW!!" Chichis voice rattled the eardrums of the spikey-haired saiyan that had been tip-toeing towards to front door. Turning his head slightly to look back over his shoulder at his furious wife, Gokus eyes caught sight of the thick wooden spoon she was brandishing like a weapon.

"Uh, I wasn't going anywh-"

"DON'T GIVE ME THAT CRAP! You were about to go and train with Piccolo again weren't you?" Chichi cut in sharply, causing the innocent face of the Saiyan to fall. Bringing her spoon in front of her, the black-haired woman began to move towards Goku with surprising speed.

A mental sweat drop appeared on Gokus head as his black eyes now speed around the room for a sign of escape. "Ah.. Look Chichi, you see, ah, I've got to train - you know I have to - the androids, they're going t-"

Chichi stamped her foot on the ground viciously, stopping her advance. "That's all you bloody-well care about isn't it!? Those stupid androids that you don't know are even really coming!" Her voice was deathly cold as her face contorted into a mask of sadness. "What about your family? What about me? WHAT ABOUT THE DISHES!?" She screamed at a stunned Goku. He hadn't even realised what she'd been getting at until then.

"The dishes…?" He repeated, blinking in that innocent and confused way of his. (^_~)

Chichi stared at Goku furiously, a small vein popping out on her forehead. "Damn it Goku - you think you can eat me out of my house and home and then just run around and do whatever you want? Now that you're back all I ever do is work, work, work and guess what - WORK!" The agitated housewife threw her spoon at her husbands head, becoming far more aggravated when he dodged it without so much as a blink. Later in the evening Gohan didn't even ask why the large utensil was half-buried in the wood.

"But Chi, it's our house - you don't have to work all the time. I'll help now that I'm back." The Saiyans eyes gave away his hurt feelings as he took a step closer to Chichi. "I only went away so everything would be ok…."

"But it's not ok, is it? It never is with you!" Chichi stormed out of the kitchen in a rage, heading straight to the garden where both her son and husband knew she'd spend the afternoon drowning her plants.

Goku sighed, at a loss at what to do to comfort her. Chichi had obviously resented him always going away from home, most of the time to fight battles that would ensure the earth's survival - she just hated it. The young male shook his head at his immediate thought: He couldn't stop saving the world, no matter what. Earth was his home, the only one he'd ever known - being far too young to remember his birth planet. He'd talked this over with his mate once before, when she was less…..touchy. She'd agreed, knowing it was for the best.

Any yet…

Here she was, the past few months Chichi had been on the verge of attacking Goku for the smallest of things. Yesterday it had been his late sleep-in, this afternoon when he was talking to Gohan and therefore `interrupting' his study. Now it was the evening dishes.

Truth be told, he had wanted to leave before his wife started at him again.

Now not only had he made Chichis anger rise to new heights, he'd be stuck in the house for quite a deal longer before he could escape. `So much for: "Get out of the house before she hates me"…damn.' Goku frowned in wonder at his mate's anger…maybe tonight he could talk to her about it….no, maybe tomorrow would be safer….

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~ Mistress Nyra