Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Time of the Month ❯ Situation Unfair ( Chapter 2 )

Summary: After a Sayian takes a mate, for one week during the month they tend to get overly amorous for the complete seven days. But this time Chichi will not be the one on the end of an extra excited husband, she's got a plan that will get her out of it. Of course who said that plan was the best idea?

 

A/N: This is a naughty DBZ fic, heh, heh. Of course the chapters won't have full erotic scenes, the complete chapters will be at mediaminerorg you can find a link to my account in my bio. Now don't judge right now, but there will be some non-con in the beginning of this story. Just a warning to you. This is mostly a G/B pairing with a splash of V/B for good measure.

 

 

Time of the Month

Episode 2—Situation Unfair

 

Down in the kitchen, Goku was finishing off the mountain of desserts that his mate had sitting out. Once he was done he took care of the dishes, he didn't want his Chichi to come home and yell at him for not cleaning up. He filled the sink with bubbles and whistled pleasantly while taking to task in getting them clean. It was a little odd that his family was gone, is this how Chichi felt when he took off to save the world? It was a pretty lonely feeling.

 

How long was Bulma going to sleep for? Sure he was used to being alone, but right now he really wanted someone to talk to. After drying the last dish and he stuck it in the rack and tossed the towel gently onto the clean dishes and left the kitchen. Making his way up the stairs and into the room he shared with Chichi, he was disappointed to find his friend still sleeping. “Hey Bulma, its time to wake up!” Goku said brightly. He waited a few moments and all he received was a snorting snore, and he couldn't help the lopsided grin. She was never very elegant when she was asleep anyway.

 

Approaching the foot of the bed, he clasped his hands behind his back and began rocking back and forth on his heels. “You really are worn out, aren't ya?” What could have made her so tired? She was never like this to sleep through him trying to talk to her, even when they had been searching for the dragon balls together. Goku's grin grew, “Hey, we've known each other a long time now.” He chuckled lightly, “You were the first girl I had ever met in my entire life, sure I thought your vehicle was a monster and you were a witch. But hey, I was twelve and had never seen another living person other than my grandfather before.” He sat down on the end of the bed. “Yep, you were fifteen years old looking for those dragon balls to wish for the perfect boyfriend. You didn't think I would remember, did ya?”

 

Goku laughed, “Yeah those were the days, everyone was so different then and so innocent. I didn't even really know the difference between boys and girls, and being naturally curious and checked to see the difference, I still remember your face when you woke up and saw me looking at you and threw everything including the kitchen sink at me as I ran from the room.” His laughter had increased. “Of course how many other people managed to get a peek at you without clothing? Even though I didn't see it, Puar told me that Yamcha certainly got an eye full when he thought to steal the dragon balls from us.” He snickered. “And remember Krillin's bright idea of pulling down your shirt to flash Roshi so we could find out where that invisible fighter was? That was kind of funny. Krillin, I never realized was quite the little pervert when we were younger. He's much better behaved now though.” He hung his head and sighed, looking at her out of the corner of his eye. “Why am I even talking to you? It's not like your going to respond to me, being so deep asleep.”

 

He crawled over to Bulma and laid down beside her, “I guess the time we lost track of each other was when I married Chichi. I don't regret marrying her, even though when I agreed I didn't know what it was and thought it was food. But still, it turned out great, she was pretty and strong. But then you and my other friends, we kinda drifted apart and I didn't see you again till many years later. One should never lose track of their friends, so I'm sorry for that.”

 

Bulma sighed in her sleep a light smile caressing her lips, “Vegeta…ass…mmm” Her smile actually grew lecherous before her face took on a peaceful appearance as she buried into the pillow more.

 

Goku blinked in confusion, “Vegeta huh?” He did know why that name bothered him right now and he shifted closer. Of course why should he be surprised? Trunks did mention something about Bulma and Vegeta getting together. Oh well it was best not to dwell on what was going to happen between those two. Yawning largely himself, he snuggled into Bulma and let his eyes fall closed as he drifted off to sleep.

 

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Her forehead creased as she was coming to, the sensation of lying on something grabbed her attention as well as the weight of something draped over her side with her nose pressed into something hard. `What happened, where am I?' She thought to herself as she was able to open one eye. “AHH!” She screamed, disturbing the person next to her as his closed eyes squinted. `What am I doing lying next to Goku?!' She internally shouted. `Chichi's gonna kill me! Wait, where is Chichi?' She glanced about the room, `and why am I in obviously her and Goku's room?'

 

“You fell asleep right in the middle of dinner last night, so Chichi put you in here so you could sleep it off I guess.” Said a smiling Goku as Bulma then looked right at him in shock.

 

“Uh, could you let go of me then?” Bulma's eyes narrowed, she knew that when he was a kid he often got himself innocently into certain situations and she was always on the other end of his curiosity.

 

Goku looked at his arm around her waist and then at her, “Oh, sorry. I guess it's just an automatic thing now. I always grab on to Chichi when I sleep.” He pulled his arm away with seeming a bit of reluctance and rubbed the back of his head.

 

Bulma sat up, “I fell asleep in the middle of dinner you said?” She saw him nod. “That's never happened to me before, I haven't been that tired ever.”

 

Smiling, Goku also sat up. “Do you want breakfast? I can make us something.”

 

Her face turned green, “No wolves or centipedes.”

 

Laughing, Goku shook his head. “That was a looong time ago Bulma, I don't eat that stuff anymore if I can help it.” He said with wave of his hand. “Besides, Chichi stocks the cold box with food.”

Bulma couldn't help the grin on her face, “Do you mean the refrigerator?”

 

Goku laughed sheepishly, “Yeah.” He hoped up from the bed and hurried down to make breakfast, for one he was starved and Bulma can't cook anything to save her life, it would end up tasting nasty. There was stuff even he wouldn't eat, carrots were one of them and Bulma's cooking was the other.

 

Getting up from the bed, Bulma had a funny feeling. She had never fallen asleep like that before. Goku went to make breakfast so if that was the case, then where was Chichi? Heading to the bathroom, Bulma was sure Goku wouldn't mind her using his toothbrush. After cleaning her teeth, washing her face and brushing her hair, she took a deep breath. Oh well, after breakfast she would head on home. She hadn't spent any time with Goku just the two of them in quite awhile, it would be good to catch up for a bit without anyone around.

 

Leaving the room she headed down the stairs to the sounds and smells of food being prepared, “hey Goku?”

 

“Yeah?” His voice answered from the kitchen as Bulma neared the table.

 

“I used your toothbrush.”

 

“All right,” he was whistling now.

 

Bulma sat down in the chair, placing her elbows on the table and propping up her chin within her hands. “So where's your wife, or mate, or whatever you call her?”

 

“Chichi? Well she had to—” He was cut off as the phone was ringing. “Moshi, moshi, Son residence, this is Goku speaking.” Goku said with some manners. Bulma figured Chichi had taught him phone etiquette, he never had any manners. She listened to him. “Piccolo? Bulma you say? Okay. Hey Bulma pick up the phone in there, Piccolo says he needs to speak to you.”

 

“To me?” Bulma swallowed nervously, Piccolo was once there enemy and he never talks to her. She didn't like to admit it, but she was still a little afraid of him. Getting up from her chair she went to the phone that was placed on the decorative table with a vase of yellow and white flowers sitting on it, which was up against the wall. She grabbed the phone and took a deep breath, putting it to her ear she said. “Hello?” She heard the other phone Goku was on click down.

 

“Bulma?” Piccolo said, “Are you alone?”

 

“Uh…why?” Bulma asked suspiciously. “Are you going to try and fry me with your mind or something? Just so you know Goku is in the next room just a scream away.” Bulma's heart raced.

 

“Hmm, if I had wanted to kill you would be dead faster than Goku could get to you. Never mind that now, that is not why I decided to use this communication device in contacting you.”

 

“Well then what do you want!?” Bulma could feel her temper sparking.

 

“Has anything strange happened, are you all right?”

 

Bulma's eyes were narrowed as she blinked in confusion. “What are you talking about? Of course I'm all right. Goku's here, nothing can happen to me while he's around.”

 

“Now I know we never talk and I was once your enemy, but you have to put that aside and you just have to trust me. Bulma, you need to get out of that house right now, don't walk, run. Chichi is with me and she had informed me of a certain condition Goku goes through for this whole next seven days and he will not behave like himself. It is not safe for you to be around him right now. Leave, so that he can come after his mate, as it should rightly be so.”

 

Bulma turned her head and saw a smiling Goku standing in the arch way between the kitchen and the living space holding a bowl of something, “Uh…what kind of condition? `Cause he looks pretty normal to me.”

 

“I assure you, he is not normal right now even if he appears so. Right now he is unbalanced and has a never ending desire to copulate for these next seven days and will go to any lengths to—” Piccolo heard a shocked gasp in her voice. “Bulma? Are you listening to me?”

 

She smiled widely at Goku who simply stood there with a bright smile on his face, doing nothing but mixing something in a bowl. Bulma couldn't believe it, her kind hearted, happy goof ball of a friend turns into some kind of sex fiend. “So where's Chichi, why isn't she here? She is after all married to the guy.”

 

“That's just it; she has elected you to take her place for the week.”

 

“WHAT!?” Bulma screamed into the phone.

 

Goku's head tilted a little, “Bulma, are you all right? Did Piccolo say something to upset you?”

 

She forced a smile and waved it off, “No, no. Just something he said surprised me is all.” Bulma turned away, putting her back to her friend and bending over slightly and lowered her voice into an angry whisper. “You tell that harpy that she had better get her ass back here right now, I am not going to take the fall for this. Goku is my friend, that is all. This is her mess, she married him its up to her to take responsibility.”

 

“Don't do anything that might arouse his hormones, such as yelling at him. Try to stay calm. Just leave Bulma, leave right now. Don't let him catch you. If you manage to get away he will come after Chichi as she is the one his hormones really want.” The phone went silent and a dial tone was heard.

 

“Piccolo, you jerk!” She shouted while slamming the receiver down.

 

“Bulma?” Goku said from right behind her, and she yelped jumping into the air to almost trip over her feet as she had moved back from him. “Is everything all right?”

 

“Heh, heh, everything's fine,” Bulma rubbed the back of her neck. `Not yelling at Goku is virtually impossible. How am I going to get around this?' “You know, I can't stay for breakfast, I should get going. My parents and Yamcha are probably worried about me.” `Vegeta would never be worried about me.' That was why she didn't include him in her excuse. She turned to walk away.

 

Goku was confused and he scratched the back of his head, “Uh, aren't you going to stay here with me all week, that's what Chichi told me anyway. She said you were going to remain here and keep me company since she had to go and visit her father with Gohan and Piccolo was driving her.”

 

Stopping short, Bulma turned part way around. “Did she now? Well I hate to break it you but she lied.” Bulma said between gritted teeth. She saw Goku's face fall and he actually looked irritated.

 

“Chichi doesn't lie,” Goku said, his hands at his sides tightening into fists. “You need to apologize for saying that. Chichi has never told a lie in her life.”

 

“Ah, okay, okay. I'm sorry.” There was no way Chichi was going to back up her story that's for sure, So Bulma apologized so quickly because of what Piccolo had said on the phone. “As much fun as it could be hanging out with you for a whole week, I just can't, Goku. I have many things to do.” She had to get out of that house right now.

 

“You're breaking your promise to your best friend?” Goku sounded shocked.

 

Bulma's eyes closed and she sighed in deep, feeling guilty. Why should she feel guilty? This was all Chichi's doing. “Look Goku, I never promised I would hang out with you all week. Really I didn't. And I thought Krillin was your best friend, I can go get him for you. He's only over at Roshi's.”

 

Goku humpfed, “Why should I believe you anyway, you couldn't even ride the nimbus cloud. Only pure hearted people can ride on it.”

 

“Hey!” Bulma spun around angry and immediately covered her mouth, `oh no, it slipped.' She groaned and couldn't even stop herself. He was just making her so frustrated. How dare he say that! “That's not fair. I was a spoiled brat when I was younger. In fact I'm still spoiled and I'm still a brat. That was the only reason I couldn't ride your stupid cloud. I would never intentionally hurt you or break any promises to you. I never made any promises to Chichi for you this week!”

 

Goku looked away from her for a minute as his heart beat sped up, sure she had mentioned Krillin, but right now a visit from him wasn't as appealing as Bulma staying with him for the week. For some reason the thought of Krillin was irritating him, very much so.

 

“You've really insulted me, Goku. Some friend you are. I'm going home.” Bulma turned and headed for the door.

 

“No!” And Goku moved.

 

Bulma had only managed to open the door and stare in irritation, “Where is my air car?” when Goku appeared in front of her. “AH!” She stepped back, “you're in the way, please move.”

 

“Don't go home, Bulma. Stay here.” He blocked the doorway with his body and crossed his arms over his massive chest.

 

It felt like ice was crawling up her spine, “uh, please move?” Bulma watched as he simply shook his head and she took another step back. “I can't stay here, Goku. I'm needed at home.”

 

“No you're not.” Goku wasn't smiling and his voice had dropped to an almost dark tone. “Your parents know you leave for days on end without contacting them so they don't worry and that leaves Yamcha, and he's too busy trying to prove himself better than Vegeta, and you know that guy doesn't need you around. So you're just better off here, keeping me company until Chichi, Gohan and Piccolo get back.”

 

Bulma cleared her throat, trying to keep her nerves. “Well why not go after Chichi, I mean can't you visit her with her father too? Why didn't she bring you along?”

 

“She said I needed a break, to relax a little bit and I don't know, I didn't think about going with them.” He dropped his arms from his chest and his face took on a thoughtful appearance since he was deciding something.

 

“Well see, there you go. You can relax with her, and you know she's way better than me since she's your wife. The love of your life, right? Wouldn't that be better to stay with her than just a good friend?” Bulma's spirits lifted as she figured she was getting through to him.

 

Goku turned his head and looked outside. He could go after Chichi, Bulma was right that it was probably best if he was relaxing with his family. “Hmm, you know—?” He turned back around and she was gone. He didn't even hear her move and he had excellent Sayian hearing. “Bulma, where'd ya go?” He sniffed the air for her scent and followed in the direction she had gone. Wait, she was going to leave!

 

Bulma popped the windows open in Gohan's room, and lifted her foot up on the window sill and grabbed the sides of the window to pull herself up. She had to get out of there right now, there was no time to waste. Sure Goku could get distracted, but not for too long, hopefully he was flying after Chichi right now.

 

“Bulma!” Goku's voice yelled from the doorway of Gohan's room.

 

She yelped and almost lost her footing. She had no such luck.

 

“Don't do it, stay where you are.” His tone was actually threatening.

 

“Goku, go after your wife. You don't need me here.” She said looking back at him. “See ya.” Bulma jumped out the window, but a pair of arms circled around her waist while in mid air. “Hey!! Let go!” She was pulled back inside. “Put me down right now, I'm warning you!” She heard chuckles as she was brought up against his chest, her feet finally touching the floor again.

 

“You're warning me?” He laughed again.

 

Bulma knew that he very well could crush her with one pinky finger, so perhaps it was best not to threaten him. “Ah well, I mean…I'm warning you cause I can get really mad, and you don't like it when I get mad.”

 

“I don't mind, get mad.” He was almost hoping she would.

 

“Goku, look I'll come back next week and we'll do something. I promise.” That was a promise she knew she had made, not whatever Chichi had told Goku.

 

Goku sighed, and seeming to tighten his arms around his friend. Bulma seemed to fit perfectly against him and he inwardly smiled. “Can't next week, have to get back to training to defeat the androids. Why do you want to go home? You always have more fun around me anyway.”

 

“Well at least let go then.” Bulma took a deep breath, her friend was really starting to worry her. She gave the impression that she was going to stay.

 

“Mmm, okay.” Goku said characteristically and dropped his arms from around her.

 

She had to try everything to get away, once Goku was back to normal he would probably understand why she was trying to trick him. Does he even know he's like this? Normally he wouldn't mind her leaving, no matter what Chichi promised. Bulma tried to take off to make it to hall but she felt Goku quickly grab the back waist of her shorts before she could get too far. It seemed with very little force from him and with one hand, hauled her off her feet and flung her not to hard where she landed with a very unlady like grunt on the bed. She didn't have any time to react as Goku was now on top of her, he was straddling her waist but his weight was not on her, only his hands were holding down her shoulders and that seemed to keep her where she was.

 

“That wasn't very nice, Bulma. You tried to trick me.” Goku said scolding, staring her in the eyes. Seeing her shocked expression. “You were still going to leave after you promised Chichi you would stay all week and that you do anything to help me out while she was gone.”

 

“Goku, I never agreed to stay here! I honestly didn't!” Bulma said in panic now. “You have to believe me!” It probably wouldn't make much difference since to her it was just like kicking a brick wall, but she tried to bring her knee up to bash him in the back or anywhere she could reach, yet he anticipated that and actually pressed his weight down on her so she could hardly move. “Ugh, get off!”

 

“No!” His eyes narrowed. “Stop trying to get out of your promise!” Goku demanded hotly, his pulse raced and his breathing increased. He wanted her to keep pushing him like this, it felt great. Whenever he felt like this Chichi would only argue a little, why was that? Bulma here who was just his friend and not his mate was really heating his blood.

 

“Look, you know me. Don't you think if I would have agreed in remaining here all week I wouldn't be denying it and I'd actually do it. Why do you automatically assume your wife told you the truth about this? I don't lie either!” Bulma didn't want to know why he was so quiet all of a sudden, what elevated more fear was the fact of his light growling. “And would you stop that!?”

 

“Stop what?” He paused in his growling and started up again.

 

“That growling, Stupid. That's what!”

 

Goku snickered, “Do you like yelling at me?”

 

She gasped, having completely forgot about not doing that. “Uh…no I don't, I hate yelling at you. You just don't listen.” Bulma cleared her throat nervously. “I gotta get going, so you need to move yourself off of me.” She said in the most calm sweet voice she could manage and saw his brow arch and her calmness didn't last long and she flew into a panicked rage. “Goku, didn't you hear what I said? Get off me right now!”

 

Yes, that was what he wanted. Her reactions were so predictable, and without warning he leaned forward and captured her mouth with his.

 

Bulma's eyes widened large and she froze for an instant, a shocked sound erupted from her throat. She quickly regained her senses and turned her head away losing the contact of him. “What do you think you're doing!?”

 

“What's the matter, you never wanted to do that before?”

 

Bulma's jaw dropped and he seemed to shift forward and she shut it instantly, he might have taken that as an invitation. “No, I haven't! You can't just do that, I know you have very little manners as it is, but you have Chichi, she'll kill you!”

 

“Chichi's not here right now.” He said darkly. Goku's eyes were heated, “But you're here.”

 

“Listen here, this ain't gonna fly, Goku. I'm sorry, but I have no intention on assisting with this kind of help.” She tried twisting out of his grasp but he seemed to tighten it. “This is what you have Chichi for, go and get her to do this. Now let me up, please?” Bulma begged. “Don't you see, she set this whole thing up! She had to of. Nothing makes any sense, Goku, and you aren't acting like my good friend, you're behaving badly.” She struggled again, “She made it so I would wake up here and she wouldn't have to go through with this.” The certainly didn't sound very believable in her own ears. Chichi really did it this time; hopefully Goku would see reason and let her up.

 

“And people say I have a wild imagination.”

 

She groaned, “You just don't want believe it. Now I'm gonna say this one last time…” Not that it will get her anywhere because there's not much she can threaten Goku with. “…Get off of me, go find Chichi.”

 

“Bulma, there's no need to be so worried you know. I just want to spend time with my friend. We haven't done that in so long and I want to do that right now.” Goku said with a smile and a tone that was somewhat disturbing to Bulma.

 

Bulma swallowed hard, “Goku, it's very thoughtful that you want to spend time with me, like we did when we were younger but—” She was interrupted by Goku's laughter, it wasn't harsh or loud, but it was definitely something that she did not want to hear.

 

“Our friendship is about to get a lot deeper, whether you want it to or not.” Goku said with a smile and a sweet voice that made Bulma's blood run cold.

 

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Well that's it for this episode. The next one is definitely gonna be one of the darker ones and things will really heat up. So until next time then readers.

 

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