Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Ghost Stories ❯ The Golden Chichi ( Chapter 2 )
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The Golden Chichi
Author's Notes: Okay another Ghost story which means another A/U.
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Goku was one of the richest men in the county and he had a lovely young wife called Chichi. However his wife was in poor health since she had a still birth. He was making preparations to have a Golden statue made in her image incase she died. So he could always remeber her before Lady Death came upon her. He walked into their room and knelt besides her bed.
"My love is there anything you need?"
"Please give your money out to the people beloved."
Goku smiled has he remebered that was how they had meet. At first Goku had been a selfish, pampered, spoiled, cruel, ego manic (imagine Veggitta). He had been riding in a carriage when he saw her in the market. He had immediately wanted her for himself. So his carriage had stopped and the guards had tossed her in. Well not really tossed but it was close enough. Chichi had been selfless, unpampered, unspoiled, kind, and with had no ego. She had been terified of being in the carriage with him. But over time they grew to love eachother. Bit by bit Goku's coldness dropped away to become more caring and together they planned on having a family together.
Yet Chichi it had been advised that Chichi not have any children. But she had wanted one and prayed for one everynight, using every supersition to help. When she finally had one she had been much too tired to do anything. But her stubborness had kept her out of bed and among the poor families. Finally Goku had had enough and had locked Chichi in his room where there were hardly any windows. Which only spread more rumors about his coldness then before.
"Hai beloved I will do has you ask," said Goku kissing her hand.
"Always remeber that I love you."
"I know you love me and I love you has well."
"Don't forget me."
"I will never forget you beloved you are too much a part of my life for me too."
"I am so cold."
"No please do not leave me!"
"I will never leave you beloved. I will always be with you."
Then Chichi breathed her last breathe and Goku wept bitterly bringing her body toward his.
Much later that month after Chichi had been laid to rest and the Golden Statue of her was in Goku's bed room. Goku was hardly eating or leaving his room. He could not imagine a life without Chichi, she had been his life. Leaving without her was like not having air to breathe. He lay in bed knowing he was too weak to move since he hadn't eaten or slept or even drank anything except wine. He knew he was wasting away and he was glad anything to get him closer to Chichi. Finally though he felt his site going and he smiled to himself knowing soon he would be with his Chichi. Goku closed his eyes and smiled he would be with his lovely wife soon.
Years Later________________________________________________________
The sounds of glass breaking broke through the silence of the night. Two figures crept into the old house that had at one time been the house where Goku had lived with his wife.
"So the old man had a statue made of his beloved wife?" asked one man.
"Thats what the man at the hotel Yamacha," said his companion.
"I wonder where the old man kept it," said Yamacha.
"They saw that he kept it in his room allowing no one else to look at it."
"Well lets go find his room," said the other man.
"Nappa that is your first bright idea you have ever had."
"Um what idea?"
"Never mind."
"Okay."
The men slowly climbed up the stairs and went into the first room they found which in the corner had something tall with a sheet draped over it. The sheet covered thing had cobwebs growing on it.
"I wonder what is under the sheet? Nappa take the sheet off of that thing in the corner!"
"Um right."
Then Nappa walked over to the sheet ripping it off and revealing the Golden Statue of Chichi.
"The woman is very beautiful is she not?" asked Yamacha smirking.
"Um woman? Beautiful? Huh? What was the question?"
Yamacha sweatdropped and goes, "Never mind Nappa just grab the thing and lets be on our way."
"Um okay."
Nappa then picked it up and the men walked out of the room and crept down the stairs and back out the broken window. While the men were flying back to their hideout Nappa suddenly thought of something.
"Hey Yamacha!"
"What is it Nappa?"
"You are right she is very beautiful."
Yamacha laughed has he sweatdropped.
The Hideout________________________________________________________
Yamacha poured some wine into a glass and lifted it up to the Golden Statue.
"To you Lady Gold in hopes that you will bring me Lady Fortune."
Then he drained the glass of its wine and went to sleep.
Later that night_____________________________________________________
"Who has my Golden Chichi?"
Yamacha jerked awake by the sound of the eerie voice.
"Who is that?"
"Who has my Golden Chichi?"
"Nappa stop it this isn't funny."
"Who has my Golden Chichi?"
This time the voice sounded closer, much closer. Yamacha was about to get out of the bed when Nappa came running in. His single string of hair white.
"There is a dead guy in my room!"
"Nappa you are a little old to believe in such nonsense."
"But I really did...........oh wait what were we talking about again?"
"Never mind you baka."
"Baka? Whats a baka?"
"Who has my Golden Chichi?"
That time the voice was right outside the door.
"Who has my Golden Chichi?"
At that moment the door swung open to reveal a dead guy in 17th haundred clothing. Nappa and Yamacha looked at eachother and screamed before the host shot a beam of eerie green light at them and it filled the room. When the light fied away all there were in the room was the statue, the ghost, and two skeletons. Suddenly the statue began to glow and a woman stepped out of it.
"Beloved?" she asked looking at the ghost.
"Chichi my love?!"
"Oh beloved," said Chichi running into his arms.
The two spirts embraced then they kissed and faded into the dawning light.
Author's Notes: Okay another Ghost story which means another A/U.
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Goku was one of the richest men in the county and he had a lovely young wife called Chichi. However his wife was in poor health since she had a still birth. He was making preparations to have a Golden statue made in her image incase she died. So he could always remeber her before Lady Death came upon her. He walked into their room and knelt besides her bed.
"My love is there anything you need?"
"Please give your money out to the people beloved."
Goku smiled has he remebered that was how they had meet. At first Goku had been a selfish, pampered, spoiled, cruel, ego manic (imagine Veggitta). He had been riding in a carriage when he saw her in the market. He had immediately wanted her for himself. So his carriage had stopped and the guards had tossed her in. Well not really tossed but it was close enough. Chichi had been selfless, unpampered, unspoiled, kind, and with had no ego. She had been terified of being in the carriage with him. But over time they grew to love eachother. Bit by bit Goku's coldness dropped away to become more caring and together they planned on having a family together.
Yet Chichi it had been advised that Chichi not have any children. But she had wanted one and prayed for one everynight, using every supersition to help. When she finally had one she had been much too tired to do anything. But her stubborness had kept her out of bed and among the poor families. Finally Goku had had enough and had locked Chichi in his room where there were hardly any windows. Which only spread more rumors about his coldness then before.
"Hai beloved I will do has you ask," said Goku kissing her hand.
"Always remeber that I love you."
"I know you love me and I love you has well."
"Don't forget me."
"I will never forget you beloved you are too much a part of my life for me too."
"I am so cold."
"No please do not leave me!"
"I will never leave you beloved. I will always be with you."
Then Chichi breathed her last breathe and Goku wept bitterly bringing her body toward his.
Much later that month after Chichi had been laid to rest and the Golden Statue of her was in Goku's bed room. Goku was hardly eating or leaving his room. He could not imagine a life without Chichi, she had been his life. Leaving without her was like not having air to breathe. He lay in bed knowing he was too weak to move since he hadn't eaten or slept or even drank anything except wine. He knew he was wasting away and he was glad anything to get him closer to Chichi. Finally though he felt his site going and he smiled to himself knowing soon he would be with his Chichi. Goku closed his eyes and smiled he would be with his lovely wife soon.
Years Later________________________________________________________
The sounds of glass breaking broke through the silence of the night. Two figures crept into the old house that had at one time been the house where Goku had lived with his wife.
"So the old man had a statue made of his beloved wife?" asked one man.
"Thats what the man at the hotel Yamacha," said his companion.
"I wonder where the old man kept it," said Yamacha.
"They saw that he kept it in his room allowing no one else to look at it."
"Well lets go find his room," said the other man.
"Nappa that is your first bright idea you have ever had."
"Um what idea?"
"Never mind."
"Okay."
The men slowly climbed up the stairs and went into the first room they found which in the corner had something tall with a sheet draped over it. The sheet covered thing had cobwebs growing on it.
"I wonder what is under the sheet? Nappa take the sheet off of that thing in the corner!"
"Um right."
Then Nappa walked over to the sheet ripping it off and revealing the Golden Statue of Chichi.
"The woman is very beautiful is she not?" asked Yamacha smirking.
"Um woman? Beautiful? Huh? What was the question?"
Yamacha sweatdropped and goes, "Never mind Nappa just grab the thing and lets be on our way."
"Um okay."
Nappa then picked it up and the men walked out of the room and crept down the stairs and back out the broken window. While the men were flying back to their hideout Nappa suddenly thought of something.
"Hey Yamacha!"
"What is it Nappa?"
"You are right she is very beautiful."
Yamacha laughed has he sweatdropped.
The Hideout________________________________________________________
Yamacha poured some wine into a glass and lifted it up to the Golden Statue.
"To you Lady Gold in hopes that you will bring me Lady Fortune."
Then he drained the glass of its wine and went to sleep.
Later that night_____________________________________________________
"Who has my Golden Chichi?"
Yamacha jerked awake by the sound of the eerie voice.
"Who is that?"
"Who has my Golden Chichi?"
"Nappa stop it this isn't funny."
"Who has my Golden Chichi?"
This time the voice sounded closer, much closer. Yamacha was about to get out of the bed when Nappa came running in. His single string of hair white.
"There is a dead guy in my room!"
"Nappa you are a little old to believe in such nonsense."
"But I really did...........oh wait what were we talking about again?"
"Never mind you baka."
"Baka? Whats a baka?"
"Who has my Golden Chichi?"
That time the voice was right outside the door.
"Who has my Golden Chichi?"
At that moment the door swung open to reveal a dead guy in 17th haundred clothing. Nappa and Yamacha looked at eachother and screamed before the host shot a beam of eerie green light at them and it filled the room. When the light fied away all there were in the room was the statue, the ghost, and two skeletons. Suddenly the statue began to glow and a woman stepped out of it.
"Beloved?" she asked looking at the ghost.
"Chichi my love?!"
"Oh beloved," said Chichi running into his arms.
The two spirts embraced then they kissed and faded into the dawning light.