Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Nine & half Weeks...DBZ Style ❯ Bulma Gets News...Goku Gets The Bules ( Chapter 9 )

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9 1/2 Weeks… DBZ Style

Alternate Chapter!

Written By Gokusgirl

Chapter 9: Bulma gets news…and Goku gets the blues

His fingers tapped the hard smooth surface of the counter as he looked around the store. How he despised shopping. And Chichi would always pick the busiest day of the week to go… Saturday. He watched as his future wife rifled through the racks of clothes, every now and then sending him a happy smile. Her arms were already full with about seven outfits, and piling on more.

Goku sighed as he began to lean against the counter. This will have to do, Goku thought to himself. This will have to do.

It had only been about two weeks since he last seen her…but yet she stayed on his mind constantly. And he never put on a façade about how he felt either. All his friends, including Chichi noticed he was a bit distant lately. But assuming they knew him too well, they wrote it off as having 'cold feet' in marrying Chichi, and that he would 'come around'. But it wasn't that… Goku felt for once in his life, the pain of loss. The pain ran so deep, he didn't know if he could bear it any longer. For several days now he tried to convince himself that what he and Bulma shared was purely physical; but why did he hurt so damn much? Why did he miss her all the more?

He glanced over at Chichi. She was beautiful, and she loved him very much… but why didn't he feel the same thing with her as he felt with Bulma? Only two days ago, Chichi made an unusual request, and begged him to take her. Goku was hesitant at first, but Chichi demanded him to do it. He hurt her; and even through her tears she told him to continue. Letting his hormones get the best of him, he went along with it and things seemed to be going fine… it felt like being inside Bulma. But as he kissed Chichi, and looked down at her… it just wasn't the same. When he finished, he laid there on top of her, feeling total repulsion with himself. Ever since that evening, Chichi wanted to do it again, but Goku refused. He never wanted to have that odd feeling about ever again. He knew now that Bulma was the only woman who could please him, and the only one he could ever love.

Even though they weren't together, he longed to be with her. To hold her, kiss her, taste her… to make love to her repeatedly until there wasn't an ounce of energy left in his body… that's all he lived for now. But now since they were apart, he had to learn to live with what he had… his substitute for love… and he recalled what Bulma told him that fateful evening:

…In time, you'll learn to love her…

But it shouldn't have to be that way! Goku thought angrily. We are brought into this world seeking that special someone, and then you can't be with him or her? And who made it possible to arrange marriages with people who don't even know each other? You should be with whomever you love, not who you have to learn to love…

"Goku?" Chichi queried, drawing him out of is heated debate with himself. She stood there, shopping bags in hand, staring back at him with a baffled look on his face. "Are you alright?"

He smiled faintly, standing up from the counter. "I'm fine, Chi. Ready to go?"

Chichi nodded as she gave Goku some shopping bags, walking past him out of the store. "Come on Goku-sa…let's go home."

Goku stood there for moment, staring at the retreating figure, suddenly realizing that when he was around Chichi, he never felt that nervous sensation in the pit of his stomach or the pounding of his heart when she was near him. Grimacing, he slowly turned and walked behind her, depressed with yet another discovery about their relationship.

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"Hello Bulma." Dr. Mêlée said as he entered her office, greeting Bulma cheerfully. Bulma jumped, and nervously exhaled. "A little edgy, are we?"

"It's never good when I have to see you in your office Dr. Mêlée," Bulma said with jitteriness in her voice.

"It all depends why kind of news I bear," Dr. Mêlée said with at smile as she sat down behind her desk. She noticed Bulma grip the armrest of the chair so tightly her knuckles turned white. "Relax, dear."

"Oh, I'm sorry," Bulma sighed sitting back. "I just have to know…what's gong on with me."

"Alright…well let's see…" Dr. Mêlée opened the medical chart, and flipped through the pages. Bulma grimly watched the doctor's expression as she read the material, and her eyes came up to look at Bulma. She closed the chart, a wide smile spreading across her face as she clasped her hands in front of her. Bulma suddenly felt faint, or ill… her heart pounding heavily in her chest as she now knew what she was about to say…

"Well Bulma…it looks like you're going to be a Mom. Congratulations!"

Bulma expression faltered, and she tried to speak, but she couldn't find her voice. The doctor noticed her reaction, and stood to walk over to her. But before she could, Bulma let out a loud sob, and placed her face in her hands. Dr. Mêlée leaned down to give her long-time patient a hug, patting her shoulder lightly as she cried uncontrollably for a few minutes. When she calmed her self to speak she looked up at Dr. Mêlée.

"Are you sure?" Bulma rasped out. Dr. Mêlée nodded, and Bulma's shoulders slumped. "Oh Kami… what am I going to do?"

"Bulma, look at me," Dr. Mêlée asked her, Bulma looked at her for a moment, her eyes falling to her lap as she picked the lint off her dress. "There are other options if you don't wish to have this pregnancy." Bulma looked up at her.

"…Other options?" Bulma sniffed. "What do you mean?'

"Well," Dr. Mêlée said as she stood, sitting down on the edge of her desk. "Adoption…abortion."

"I-I just don't know…if I could live with myself if I did any of those."

"I hate to break it to you, Bulma…but these are the only options you have. Which reminds me… I thought you were on a contraceptive? The implant?"

"I am," Bulma scoffed, knowing that devices like that were only meant to keep her from getting pregnant from humans, not Saiyans.

"I can set you up with a counselor, if you need some time in making your decision about this, but by your last period being four weeks ago, you may be further long than expected. And after eight weeks you cannot terminate the pregnancy unless there are medical reasons, and it's done at the hospital. But there are clinics I can refer you to that are very discreet and professional…"

"I can't talk about this, not now," Bulma moaned as she stood. "I need to think all this over Dr. Mêlée."

"That's fine Bulma," Dr. Mêlée said nodding. "But I want to see you tomorrow so we can do an ultrasound, and that way we can determine how far you are. Will 9:30 in the morning be good for you?"

"Yeah, that's fine." Bulma grabbed her bag and began to walk out the door, but stopped to turn around. "Dr. Mêlée? Please don't tell my parents about this…"

"Doctor-patient information Bulma, it's confidential." Dr. Mêlée smiled. Bulma smiled meekly back at her before walking out.

As she walked down the street, she almost began to cry again. It was a week ago when she started having telltale signs that she may have been pregnant. She couldn't sleep at night, but slept all day. She began to eat strange foods and bring up everything constantly all day… her stomach turned knots when she smelled certain things and she was having faint spells. She though it was because she was missing him; but now she knew he left her a present on their final night together.

Goku…Bulma thought sadly. Just when she thought her nightmare was ending, it had only begun. What would she do now…and what would Yamcha say? Bulma shook her head, dreading the trip over to Yamcha's condo. There was no way she could lie and say it was his… they only got back together two weeks ago, and out of that time they only slept together about three times. The truth would be the only thing she could tell him… well at least the partial truth, anyway.

With her mind whirling with so many questions, Bulma decided to sit down at the park bench that sat in front of West Capital City's park. She slumped back into the bench, feeling the tears beginning to sting her eyes again. She put her face in her hands and sobbed quietly, so she wouldn't attract anyone who happened to pass by. The sounds of children giggling made her head raise up, and she looked across the park at some kids playing on the swings… she sniffed, wiping her nose with the back of her hand, and she smiled at them. Abortion… I could never do that…Bulma thought to herself. It's all I have left of him… her tiny hand at that moment instinctively caressed her abdomen, and she looked down at herself.

"Maybe this won't be so bad… I hope." Bulma muttered to herself as she stood and walked off in the direction of Yamcha's place.

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Goku walked into his cottage feeling more agitated than ever. He threw the shopping bags on the couch, and walked into the kitchen for a glass of water. He just couldn't understand why Chichi was acting so… weird lately. She was at his house every day now, night and day. And Goku felt like he was suffocating. I just need some time alone, Goku thought to himself as he gulped down the huge glass of water, slamming the glass down on the counter. Suddenly he felt a pair of hands wrap around his waist, smoothing up to his chest. He rolled his eyes, never responding to the contact. Chichi pressed herself closer to him, giving him small kisses on his back.

"Goku-sa…" Chichi said between kisses that led up to his ear. "What's the matter?"

When she blew into his ear, Goku hissed and jumped forward, breaking their contact. He rubbed his ear as he faced her, a scowl on his face. "Nothing. I'm just tired, Chi." He walked out of the kitchen and into the living room, and Chichi followed. She found him sitting on the couch, turning on the television.

"That wasn't very nice," Chichi fumed as she placed her hands on her hips. "Pushing me away like I'm getting on your nerves or something."

"I'm sorry Chi," Goku said motioning her to sit down next to her. She reluctantly sat down beside him, staring at him with worry. "I'm just not used to you putting your hands on me like that."

"I think it's more than that," Chichi said moving closer to him. "You seem… tense."

"Well, maybe I am."

"Well maybe…" Chichi said as she pulled Goku's belt playfully. "I can help you be less tense, ne?"

"Chi…" Goku started.

"Oh Goku-sa, can't we do it again? I need you."

Goku stared at her making that pouty face, and he sighed. "Alright. Only this time, okay?"

Chichi smiled, leaning forward to kiss him. Goku kissed her back, thinking to himself as much as he hated to do this, but it was the only way he could get her off his back for a while. The kiss got hotter, and hungrier, and they both began to pull off each other's clothes. When they were finally naked, Goku moved them down to the floor in front of the couch.

"Goku…the light." Chichi whispered. Goku sighed and got up to turn off the light in the living room.

"You know… we are in the middle of the forest. The closest neighbor is about three hundred miles from here."

"I feel better with it off," Chichi said as she laid on top of him, her hands teasing in his hair as she kissed him. They were kissing again, and in spite of himself Goku began to feel his body respond to hers, but he also let his mind wonder every now and then about that fiery blue haired woman… and he groaned. The things she did to him… Goku's hands where on Chichi's shoulders, and began to push her downward. Chichi was a bit startled by his pushing, but continued to kiss him, now around his neck and shoulders. Goku's breathing got heavier as he pushed her a little further down, and she looked up at him, curious to where this 'pushing' would lead. She kissed his stomach, her hands on the sides of his hips as she now felt his hands pushing her further down. Chichi raised up, her face flushed with anger.

"Goku-sa!" Chichi said loudly. "Why do you keep doing that?"

"You know what I want," Goku mumbled, his mind still in a lustful fog.

"And what is that?"

"I want you to… suck on it for a while," Goku said matter-of-factly. Chichi's face turned a deeper shade of red as she slapped his leg as hard as she could.

"You listen to me Goku," Chichi said with her voice shaking. "I will never, EVER suck that, you hear me?"

"Never say never," Goku seemed to growl as he sat up looking at her in the darkness. Chichi felt a chill pass over her naked body, and she wrapped her arms around herself. "You're the one that wanted this, and now you don't want to finish what you started?"

"I wanted to make love to you, not suck your penis!" Chichi shouted as she began to stand, but Goku grabbed her by her wrist, pulling her down so they were face-to-face. "Let go, you're hurting me!"

Goku loosened the grip on her wrist, but didn't let go. "Chichi… what I ask is merely an act of pleasing your partner; it's not dirty or disgusting like you think. You act like I'm asking you to suck a total stranger's dick!"

"Agh! Goku! Must you say that," Chichi said with her distaste.

"It is what it is," Goku said deeply. "I have a dick, and you have a-"

"Enough!" Chichi said cutting him off. "Just forget about this, I should have never got you worked up."

"Like I said," Goku said pulling her down so fast she couldn't trace his movements. She was now on her hands and knees and Goku's possessive grasp on her buttocks was rough and somewhat callous as he held her still. She could feel the tip of his arousal sliding up and down her entrance, making small stabs at it to tease her. "Never say never." Before Chichi could utter another word, Goku entered her, making her call out with protest and ecstasy.

Chichi's hands gripped what she could of the area rug they were on, and she panted as Goku's thrusts began deeper and urgent. She couldn't believe that he took her after she said no, but soon her thoughts were clouded by the delicious sensation in her belly and lions, radiating all over her body. Goku's hands held her still as he pounded into her, and he felt her suddenly shake with delight as she began to have a powerful release. Never being vocal when they made love, she choked back a loud sob, her body trembling as her legs no longer had the strength to hold her body up any longer.

Sensing her possibly losing conscious, Goku grabbed her by her waist and pulled her up into his lap, holding her up by the back of her knees. She gasped, feeling his arousal enter her even deeper in this position. He steadily pushed his hips up to hers, his member sinking into her depths so fast that this time Chichi screamed as she had her second release. Her spasms sent Goku following right behind her, and he fell back on the floor, her still on top of him. He slowly recovered as he felt Chichi moan and move off of him, rolling onto the floor like she was a rag doll. He blinked, staring up at the ceiling as his breathing slowed down. It was a bit better this time, with her back to him like that he didn't have to look at her face. But he still didn't feel satisfied. He heard Chichi sigh, and he looked over at her. She was now facing him, her stare sated but a bit angry. She complains no matter what I do, Goku thought to himself.

"Goku?" Chichi finally spoke, her tone soft. "What's gotten into you?"

He pulled himself up on his elbows, not sure what she was talking about. "You wanted to do it, didn't you Chi?" Goku said with a puzzled look on his face.

"I did…but you weren't like that last time," Chichi gulped, feeling like she was about to cry. "You scared me. And the way you did it…I don't want to do it like that ever again. Okay?"

Goku sighed, and nodded in agreement. He moved over closer to Chichi, embracing her in a way to comfort her somehow. "I'm sorry… I got caught up in the heat of the moment I guess. I'll never scare you like that again."

After a few moments, they both got up and Goku carried her into his bathroom, where he ran a bath for her and cleansed her body cautiously, as a way of saying he was sorry about what happened. She never said a word, only now and then sighing when she began to relax. After getting her out and toweling her off, he put her bed, tucking her in and then he followed suit next to her. As she silently went to sleep, Goku thought of the horrible realization of their relationship: Everything must be her way. How he longed to do what he did to her tonight, to take her passionately, to do things in ways he only imagined. But she shot his idea down quickly. He missed the days of spontaneous sex with Bulma; it didn't have to have rhyme or reason. Need was the only thing that set them off. And now it was all over. His much awaited sex life was over within a matter of weeks. It was worse than a thousand deaths. To spend the rest of his natural life tied down to woman who preferred to have sex the way she wanted to, no negotiations. He turned over, hugging his pillow as he began to think of Bulma again, his friend, teacher, and lover… and hoped she was at least having a better time with her life than he was.

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Yes! I am so evil! This alternate ending won't be wrapped up in one chapter, so you'll have to stay tuned to find out what's going to happen! And to clarify something in this chapter…Goku DID NOT rape Chichi! It might have seemed nonconsensual, but I assure you it was! And no flames on how I have Chichi in this chapter, we all know she's a harpy and this was my first at doing a Goku/Chichi lemon! Be gentle! ^_^

Next Chapter: Bulma tells Yamcha her 'news'; Goku is still depressed as the date draws near…