Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Isn't it Ironic? ❯ Chapter 5

Isn't it Ironic?

Chapter 5

 

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I walk through the park, holding the hand of a hyperactive demi-saiya-jin. He looks up at me with his big, black eyes and smiles happily. I can't help but smile at him. Vegeta's at his other side, looking grumpy as usual. This is soon replaced with a look of shock as my youngest son takes his hand in his other hand. The proud Ouji looks away, his cheeks pink. Goten giggles as we continue to walk.

I glance over at Vegeta, my cheeks warm as well, smiling softly at him. He looks over at me, almost smiling. His eyes give everything away, though.

That look he gives me sends tingles all down my spine. I've never felt this way before…. I've never been so happy.

Although I've received several odd glances… heh.

Goten lets go of our hands and takes off to the swing with a couple other children. As he does so, I look to Vegeta. “…Where's Trunks?”

“Off shopping with his mother.…Poor kid.” He chuckles lightly to himself.

“Heh. Hai.” We've both had to go shopping with Bulma… It isn't pretty. “At least he doesn't have to shop with Chich.”

His brow furrows at the mention of my wife's name. I look down at the grass. “When are we going to tell her, `Geta? I don't wanna lie to her anymore…. Or anyone else.”

“Hn. I don't know. …I'll talk to Bulma and have Goten spend the night here so he doesn't have to be home when you tell her.”

“Are… You gonna be with me?”

“…”

“It's… alright either way…” That's a lie. I desperately want him with me. I really don't know how my wife of 36 years is going to handle the news that her husband is leaving her for someone else…. For another man, for that matter. Thinking of that makes me start to wonder… Do I really have any right to leave her again? I've hurt her so much, and I do care about her.

“I don't know if that would be best… mainly for her safety.” He smirks slightly.

“Vegeta…” For the first time in my life, I really don't know what to do. I've always followed my heart, but this time, I don't know what's right. I put my face in my hands, closing my eyes. “I don't know what to do… Is this right?”

“…Kakarotto… If you have to ask yourself that… Then apparently you don't really love me as you say you do. There would be no doubt in your mind what you want.”

“'Geta…” I look into his eyes, “You know I care about you… and I know what I want. I just… I feel terrible. I've hurt her so much. I don't want to do it again.”

“Well… Look at it this way, it'll be the last time you do. Then she'll move on and be happy too.” I know he's trying to be nice… but he's never really been good at that. Oh well. …He's got a point. “I …” He looks away, a little embarrassed, “Bulma made me watch some those television programs… and I remember something that at first didn't make sense, but now I understand it. If you truly love someone, some times you have to let them go. If she really loves you, then she will let you go. If she doesn't, then, well, she's not married to you because she loves you. If she doesn't, she's selfish… she doesn't want you to be happy.”

I look at him, shocked; Vegeta just said something that I never would've thought I heard him say. He's blushing furiously. I can't help but giggle at him… He's so cute.

“Hn…” He crosses his arms and turns away from me. “Shut up, you baka. See if I help you again.”

“Vegeta…. Don't be like that.” I grin. “You helped me. I just never thought I'd hear love advice from you.”

“…That was pretty lame, wasn't it?” He's looking down at his boot.

“Heee…. Hai.” I hug him tight around the neck and give him a kiss on the cheek without thinking about it.

…I don't think I've ever seen his face that red.

Mother's are glaring us and making sure their children didn't see. …Thankfully Goten was too busy climbing a tree to notice.

“Not in public, baka…” His tone is harsh as he says this, but his eyes are soft; his face is also starting to go down to its normal color.

“Sorry, `Geta…” I rub the back of my head. …Damn I can be dumb sometimes…

 

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I'm back at the house, packing my stuff into a suitcase. Chichi is out in the garden… It usually calms her down, so I figure when she comes back in will be the safest time. Damn, I feel like a prick. Thankfully Goten's at CC… I wouldn't want him to hear what's going to happen next. It won't be pretty.

As I pack away my last Gi, I hear the door open and close down stairs, and her humming happily to herself. I go downstairs, setting the suitcase behind the couch, and walk into the kitchen.

“Errr…. Chichi?”

“Dum dummm…. Hai, Goku-sa?” She turns and smiles at me. Great, guilt.

“Can we talk?”

“Of course, what's wrong?” She sits down at the table, and I sit down across from her.

“Well… I…” This is going to be harder than I thought it would. She's looking at me with her beautiful black eyes, shimmering in worry. “This is hard for me to say… I…I know I've been a terrible husband to you, Chichi.”

She looks at me, shocked. “Goku-sa… It's alright. I've forgiven you. You're back now.”

“Err…” I look down at the table, trying to think of how to tell her this. “Chichi. I don't think you should. `Cause… I… well…” I sigh and look into her eyes. “I don't love you anymore, Chichi. I'm not happy.”

Her eyes widen in terror. “G… Goku? I… Why?”

“I don't know. We fight too much… I never was able to go out and figure out who I should be with. You were just kind of thrown at me… I didn't even know what marriage was.”

“You're just now figuring this out?! Goku! You can't leave me again! You can't!” Tears start streaming down her face. “I've waited so long for you… to be with you, and now you're going to leave me?”

“Chichi… I'm sorry; you know I don't want to hurt you. Please, don't cry….”

“No, Son! I will cry! Because, I've wasted many years being faithful to you! And then you leave me! I won't allow it!”

“Chichi… I…”

“You listen here! You CANNOT leave Goten without a father again!”

“I won't Chichi! That's the last thing I want. I love Goten. I just… I…”

“You? You what?! Want to go off and find some whore, Goku? Is that it? I don't please you! Well, I'm not a sinner like you!”

“No!! …I… I love someone else…”

That fire in her eyes truly ignites now. “You bastard! You've been cheating on me!”

I wince. “Chichi…”

“How DARE you?! Who is she, huh?! Tell me!”

“I…. It's not a she, Chichi…”

Her expression changes back to shock. “N… Nani?”

“I… I love Vegeta, Chichi.”

Her face gets pale and she faints.

“Chichi!”

 

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I'm back at CC in Bulma's living room, Goten on my lap. He's fast asleep against my chest and run my fingers through his hair, zoning out. Vegeta walks in and puts an arm around me.

“Went well, huh?” He smiles sadly at me.

“Vegeta….” I rest my head on his shoulder. “…She hates me now.”

“What did you expect, Kakarotto? She's nothing like Bulma. You knew she wasn't going accept us with open arms, right? She seem like the type to be against this.”

“…Why? Is it really that wrong?”

“Of course not.”

I sigh and close my eyes. Chichi's been downstairs with Bulma for over an hour, I brought her here after she fainted, not sure what else to do. She woke up, hysterical; thankfully Goten was out like a light from training with Vegeta and Trunks.

Bulma's been trying to calm Chichi, getting mad herself a couple of times. Chichi finally stopped yelling twenty minutes ago… I don't know what to think of that, though. …She can be scary if she's calm when she's angry, too.

Vegeta kisses my temple affectionately, sighing in annoyance. “Just let me kill her, baka. That'd solve everything.”

I chuckle, knowing he's just trying to cheer me up. …He has an odd way of doing things, but, they seem to work. Goten snuggles up to me, whimpering. I hug him gently, wishing there was some way to keep him out of this whole ordeal. He doesn't deserve all of this.

I hear an exasperated sigh as Bulma walks into the room. She smiles at the sight of the three of us there on the couch, but then looks at me.

“She left… she's going to get the divorce papers tomorrow she said. I'll help you out with everything, Goku. I'll try to make this as easy as possible for the three of you.”

Vegeta looks at her. “…I think we should keep the brat. She doesn't deserve him.”

Bulma shakes her head. “That probably won't happen. You'll probably get visiting rights, that's it.”

I look up, my eyes full of worry. “Bulma… You don't think she'd… try to take him away from me, do you?”

She sighs. “I don't know, Goku-kun. I'll do what I can, though.”

Vegeta doesn't look too happy. “I seriously will kill her if she thinks about it.…Goten's lived without a father for too long. …and he doesn't have me to annoy this time.”

Even though his tone is serious, I can't help but laugh. “Vegeta… That will just cause more problems.”

Bulma points her finger at him. “He's right. Don't you even dare. …Or I won't let you into the house to eat.”

“Hn.” He looks out the window, crossing his arms.

I sigh, standing up, Goten still in my arms. “I'm going to put him to bed…” I go off to Trunks' room, lying him down next to his best friend. `Hm… They're going to be like brothers, now, I guess.' I smile softly at the thought, then head off to the living room, Bulma's now gone. Vegeta's lying down on the couch on his back.

I crawl on top of him carefully and rest my head on his chest, my feet hanging off the edge of the couch. He grunts as I get situated, then wraps his arms around me. I close my eyes, surprisingly comfortable. “'Geta?”

“Hm?”

“Do you think I'm a good dad?”

“Hai…”

“…When I'm around…” I sighs, nuzzling his chest.

“Kakarotto… You weren't for good reasons… Mainly to keep them; all of us, alive. If that baka ningen onna can't see that… Then she didn't deserve you.”

I smile. For the first time since I've come back, I realize Chichi was just being selfish. I don't blame her, but, she didn't look in the grand scheme of things. If I could've I would've been home all the time. But without me, they wouldn't've had a home. I sigh and fall asleep on my Prince's chest.

 

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When I wake up, I'm no longer on the couch. I'm in a twin sized bed on my back in a dark but familiar room. What's really familiar about it is the sweaty, musky scent…

“Vegeta…” I moan as I feel a warm mouth suck at my hardened nipple. “Nnh…” I squirm underneath him, my member throbbing.

I hear him chuckle in the dark. “….Nani?” He slowly kisses his way down my stomach; it's torture. He nibbles at my side, licks every contour. I try to move my arms, but they're held down by something. I know I could break it… but what fun would that be?

He kisses past my navel and down that tender bit of skin to the base of my erection.

I whimper before asking, “H….How in Dende's name did you get me here… Nnn… get all my clothes off, then tie me up with…” I gasp; he's started sucking roughly at the inner part of my thigh. “…Mm… Without waking me up?”

“I can't tell you that. If I did…” His hot mouth ingulfs my dick.

“NNH!”

I hear him in my head, it causes me to shiver. `I'd have to kill you.'

My hips buck, but I chuckle. It quickly turns to moaning as he sucks at my member; I feel like I'm about to burst… “'Geta… So good…”

He chuckles around me, and I feel it, it drives me even more nuts. I writhe underneath him, never wanting him to stop.

He continues to please me, my member slipping in and out of his mouth as he moves his head skillfully… I start to wonder if he's ever done this before. No, I'm not jealous. I have him now, don't I…?

“AAhh….nnnn…..NH!” Just… stop thinking… My muscles seem to move on their own as my back arches and I writhe almost painfully as I come. I look down and see my Prince smirking up at me as he licks his lips.

`Damnit… why must he be so sexy?' I feel myself drifting off again, and it seem like only seconds later that I'm awake again. He's teasing my entrance with his fingers.

“Kakarotto… You've rested enough. I haven't even gotten started yet.”

“'Geta…” I almost whine. “Tired…Nhh…”

“Shut up… you won't be in a minute.” He smirks and sucks roughly at my ear.

I squirm slightly and move my hips, indicating I want him inside of me. He gets the message and slips a finger inside. “Mmmm…” I just close my eyes and enjoy the ride.

After a few minutes of pleasing me that way, he's back down between my legs, bending down slightly and lifting my hips up. He licks his way down from my balls to my entrance, teasing it lightly. The way his tongue moves makes me shiver in ecstasy.

“Vegeta…. Just take me already…. It hurts…”

“Good.” He smirks and straightens up, pushing slowly inside of me, making my hips buck wildly.

“'Geta….” I look up at him, my eyes pleading for release. He chuckles and starts a slow, steady rhythm. “D-don't… stop! Nnnh!”

“Do I…” He grunts. “Look like I plan on it…?”

I chuckle. He's got a point.

I can tell he's getting frustrated now as well; his pace picks up and his grunts turn into soft moans. I lift my head up and kiss him deep and slow. This causes him to almost stop his movements as he kisses me back. Mmm… He's godly at everything he does…

A deep growls rumbles in his throat and he being to fuck me senseless… gods… words can't describe how it feels. He collapses onto me and we both pass out.

Those few moments of bliss I will never forget… because they will be one of my last…

 

 

One of the worst moments in my life will soon begin.

 

 

 

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Wow! What a shitty cliffhanger for you guys. Heh. It sucks, don't it? It'll make the rest of you authors realize what you do to us. Mwahahaha! ….but than again, it is pretty fun. n.~ I'll try to write the next chapter soon, my finals are this week (I should be studying…) and I'm going home for x-mas break. For a whole frickin' month!! Hells yeah! So, that means I'll have nothing to do… so a new chapter should be up soon. I hope you enjoyed this chapter… I know it was kinda short. *shrugs* oh well. n.n heee. Well, I'm gonna post this and go to bed! Read and review, bicthes! ^o^