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Better Late Than Never	By : HimeAndi Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 3736 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Better Late Than Never, Part I
- 2-Better Late Than Never, Part II
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Chi–Chi had no idea of what it meant to be married, much less married
to a simpleton like Goku. Well, he wasn’t really stupid, just na�ve, and
so inexperienced in real life. He had only known martial arts for most if not
all of his life, and the simple education that Master Roshi had given him was
next to useless as far as Chi–Chi was concerned.

Goku only wanted to train and get stronger, faster, be a better fighter, he
didn’t seem to want to spend any time with his new bride at all. She was
suffering from a complex now since he’d not tried to consummate their
marriage. They’d been married for two months, and still, he tumbled into
their big bed and fell into a deep, unshakeable sleep. She didn’t mind
the snoring (Her father had snored all of her life), but the thought that she
was not desirable to him was terrible to her. Despite all his shortcomings,
Chi–Chi loved Goku, and always had, since they both were twelve.

As a result of her worry, she was becoming and and more short tempered. Goku
was beginning to notice her bad mood, but only because she was throwing things
at him with what was now alarming frequency. She would cry after yelling at
him for things he didn’t understand. He was simply baffled by this behavior.

He tried to make her happy, but didn’t know how. She had yelled that
he spent too much time away from her, so he trained in the backyard now, rather
than in the forest as he used to. He’d learned to bathe every night, and
brought a wider variety of food home when he went hunting. He even tried to
cook her his favorite, fresh wolf, but she just wasn’t satisfied by anything
he did. He began to withdraw into a sadness he hardly understood. Chi–Chi
only got worse, and they went around and around like this for a while…

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One day, as he was working on his endless repetitions of one–finger push–ups,
Goku began to think. Instantly his head began to hurt, and he was forced to
sit down and cradle his head in his hands. Chi–Chi’s unhappiness
was on his mind again, as always lately. Why was she mad all the time? What
could he do to make her happy again? He remembered her smile when they had said,
“I do” for that man in front of their friends. She was so pretty
then, he remembered. Master Roshi had at least taught him about beauty…

How long had it been since she’d smiled? Frowning, he stood and went
in search of his wife.

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“Chi–Chi! Yo, Chi–Chi! Where’re you, Dear?” He
called. She’d thoroughly grounded him in what to call her; either "Chi–Chi"
formally or "Dear" in private. He kind of liked it, like a secret language or
something. He walked into the kitchen, and she jumped up from the table, wiping
her face with her apron. "Chi–Chi, were ya crying?" He asked, alarmed.
Now she was crying even without yelling at him. She shook her head and turned
to the stove, stirring the rice furiously.pondpondered again, ignoring the accompanying
stab of pain that the thinking caused, and went over to her.

“Chi–Chi, look, I jus’ don’t understand… Why’re
you always crying? I don’t know what ta do… I’ve tried everythin’
I could think of, but I can’t seem ta make you happy. So, I got an idea.
We both know I’m just not that smart, so why don’t you just sit
here and TELL me what’s wrong, OK?”

She growled and turned to glare at him. He ignored her face and pulled her
into his arms, and sat down, forcing her to sit in his lap. He wasn’t
trying to be romantic, but knew she’d just try to leave if he didn’t
make her stay. Still, it seemed like cuddling to Chi–Chi, and she tried
to relax. His body was hard as stone, yet warm, and she fit against him perfectly.

“I… I’m embarrassed to say this, Goku…” She whispered,
blushing. He nodded, and waited. And waited.

“Um, Chi–Chi, I’m sorry, but you’re gonna have ta say
it anyway. I’m not gonna let you get away ’till you tell me. So,
please try, OK? Do you want me to close my eyes?” Chi–Chi giggled
at that, and shook her head. She took a deep breath.

“OK. OK… I was wondering why you… you didn’t…
want me. The first night.” Her face turned so red, Goku wondered at it,
but had to think again. Want her? If he didn’t want her, he wouldn’t
have married her. He liked her, even with her prickly personality. He wondered
if he should point this out.

“Um, Chi–Chi, I did marry you, after all. I mean, I liked Bulma,
she was my friend too, but…”

“You wanted Bulma?” She screeched. Goku’s ears were
ringing, and he had to let her go to clap his hands over them. Chi–Chi
immediately jumped up and slammed a frying pan onto his head, but only succeeded
in denting it and making Goku scowl in confusion.

“I like Bulma! She’s my friend, same as Krillin or Yamcha!”
He shouted, frustrated. Chi–Chi paused. Krillin, Yamcha? Was Goku one
of those… those Yaoi guys? No, she’d found those pictures Kame–sen’nin
gave him, and he’d pouted when she’d burnt them to start the fire
for his bath water one day.

“I don’t understand, Goku… You were gonna marry Bulma?”
She asked, trying to remember that this was Goku, and he wasn’t all that
smart. He’d said it himself, after all.

“Marry Bulma? No, I thought she was marrying Yamcha one day. I never
thought of marrying anyone. Not until you reminded me that I’d promised
to…” He stopped, because she was crying again. She wasn’t
just crying; she was collapsing onto the floor, weeping like her heart was breaking.
“Chi–Chi! Don’t cry, please stop!” He said,
and knelt before her, putting his arms around her. She began to scream and fought
him, but he was far too strong for her.

“I knew it! All those years I loved youitedited for you, trained to be
a wife and to be able to fight so you’d love me, and you only married
me because you promised you would!” She screamed, and punched
his chest so hard that it really hurt. He winced, and let her hit him. He felt
he deserved it somehow. He thought he was beginning to get what was wrong. He
hoped so at least.

“Chi–Chi, please, don’t cry. I didn’t mean ta hurt
ya. I’m not sayin’ that I wouldn’t have married ya if we met
for the first time at the Budokai. I liked ya then, before I knew who you were.
And you fought like a little tigress, I noticed that. And you were so pretty,
with those big dark eyes…” He said softly his lips against her hair.
She paused, and wondered at his voice. It was deeper, quiet and dignified, though
his grammar was as bad as ever. His arms pulled her closer, and he shushed her
as he sat on the floor, and tugged her into his lap again.

“I want you ta try ta tell me again, what is wrong. What do ya mean by
want you? And the first night?” He asked her, rubbing her back gently.
He kissed her forehead, and brushed her tears from her face. With dawning wonder
at this show of affection, she tried again, as he’d asked.

“I mean, want to sleep with me. No no, not sleep. I mean have…
sex with me,” She whispered the last, blushing again. Sure enough, Goku
looked baffled. She felt instant relief, and a rush of something else. He really
didn’t know about sex! Hard to believe; he was so handsome, with those
large black eyes and pale skin, and that gorgeous body. Even Bulma had thought
so, and she had high standards. And yet, he was hers; if she could get him to
figure this out that is.

“Um… sex?” He said, brow furrowed with pain. His brain was
aching from all this figuring out stuff. What exactly was sex…? Maybe
she would explain it to him.

“Yeah… Do you understand now?” She purred, sure he he didn’t,
and ready to try to show him. He shook his head.

“Nope, I’m sorry…” Her lips covered his, cutting him
off. He stared wide–eyed as she nibbled his lips and darted her tongue
into his mouth. This didn’t feel like that kiss at the altar that was
for sure. This kiss made him feel funny… not funny… hot and sweaty…
Responding to instinct, Goku slowly kissed her back, exploring her mouth with
his tongue. Chi–Chi made a happy little noise in her throat, and dug her
fingers into his hair, kissing him deeper. He was amazed at these kisses, but
he didn’t want to think anymore, so just let her lead them. What she did
next was break away, prying his hands off her.

“Goku, come to our room… ” She said in a voice he’d
never heard from her before. He nodded, and noticed that his whole body felt
funny. He had never felt like this before, and if she hadn’t been leading
him, might have been worried. But as Chi–Chi was walking, she was unbuttoning
her dress, letting her lacy white bra show. Goku felt his face get hot, as it
always did when he saw her getting undressed, but he’d not known why.
Now he knew it was this “sex̶hinghing, and it was ok to look at her.

She shut the door behind her and smiled at him like she wanted to eat him.
Goku watched as she finished unbuttoning the dress, and let it fall down her
body, lying on the floor around her feet. He watched it fall, and then let his
eyes roam back up her, admiring her strong slender legs, and the tiny white
under things she wore. Her breasts weren’t as large as Bulma’s,
but no one could call Chi–Chi less than curvaceous. Her hand went behind
her to unclasp her bra, and Goku stared at her naked breasts. Oh he’d
seen various women naked, but this was his own Chi–Chi, who he really
did love, in his own way, and had never really seen. She blushed at her own
forward behavior, but Goku’s face made her feel wonderful, beautiful.

“Chi–Chi…” He breathed, and came over to her, pulling
her against his body. They kissed with passion, while she tugged his sash free,
and yanked on his gi. She pulled back to get it over his head, and then ran
her hands over his chest, so muscular, yet covered with such soft skin. He leaned
down to pinch her neck with his teeth, instinct now guiding him totally. He
growled playfully, and tore her panties off her, then picked her up. He jumped
with her in his arms, and landed on the bed. Both of them laughed, and Chi–Chi
helped him remove the rest of his clothes. Naked, they rolled into the center
of the bed, exploring and touching each other. Goku ran light fingers over her
breasts, marveling as her nipples hardened, and she moaned. He wanted to kiss
her here, and told her so.

“Oh, yes, do what you want Goku, kiss me everywhere… ” Chi–Chi
sighed, and moaned again as she felt his soft lips caress her sensitive skin.
His hands were running up and down her legs, squeezing lightly on her muscles.
She was so strong, a warrior like himself, perfect for him. He ran his tongue
over her nipples, and nipped her gently. Chi–Chi squeaked, and grabbed
his head when he began to move away.

“Oh, no, you didn’t hurt me, do it again,” She told him,
and he obliged, moving to her other breast. She twined her fingers into his
wild hair as he ravaged her breasts, and parted her legs unknowingly. Goku settled
between them, realizing that this was where he wanted to be. He reached up to
one of her hands and brought it down to his hardness.

“Please, Chi–Chi, touch me…” He said softly, and she
shyly wrapped her fingers around him, moving over the skin with a feather light
touch. Goku shuddered at this new sensation, and Chi–Chi moved her hand
with more assurance, now using both hands on him. He groaned and moved back
up to kiss her again, holding himself up over her. Chi–Chi boldly pulled
him to her entrance, and impelled by desire and instinct, Goku pressed into
her. She bit her lip as she felt a slight pain, but it was soon gone as they
held each other in full possession, panting and trying to hold back, and make
it last.

“Chi–Chi, are you ok? ” Goku gasped; he’d noticed her
pain, even in his own moment of pleasure. Chi–Chi felt tears in her eyes
at his sweet concern.

“I’m fine Goku, please… ” She said, and moved under
him to give him encouragement. He slowly began to move, a little hesitant, but
it didn’t matter to her. He held her hips in his hands and pressed his
face into her neck, groaning as he tried to reach release and wait for her at
the same time. Chi–Chi wrapped her legs around him, and arched her bac as as his thrusts brought her closer to her own peak. Finally, Goku could wait
no longer, and buried himself into her, crying his pleasure, while Chi–Chi’s
voice joined his. They trembled together, before collapsing into their now messy
and damp bed.

Goku pulled her close, and sighed. “I’m sooo sorry Chi–Chi.”

“Why?” Chi–Chi gasped in alarm. Hadn’t he enjoyed it?
He sighed and brushed her hair out of her eyes.

“I’m sorry I didn’t know to try that the first night!”
He laughed, and she punched his arm, and then smiled.

“Well, I guess I’ll forgive you… I love you Goku… ”
She whispered. After a short pause, he nodded.

“I love you, my Chi–Chi, I love you too.”

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HimeAndi/KamiSama51 does not claim ownership of any of the characters, plotlines, places or items mentioned in the preceding work. Any and all similarities to any person, living or dead is coincidental.

DragonBallZ created by Akira Toriyama 1982
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