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Dragonball: Unforgotten
Chapter One Hundred and Twenty
Pain. There was such a nagging pain in your chest that it was almost like you’d gone back in time; a time when your heart had slowly been failing. Your head felt like it was filled with a heavy stuffing. And your body ached from laying in bed so long. Yet you made no move to get up. You’d hurt the one of the only people in your life that had been unequivocally kind to you. Though you hadn’t seen Gohan’s face the entire time you’d explained what happened, your imagination painted a vivid picture. The hurt and pain, the confusion, the disgust, and the hatred.
He hated you.
Oh gods you made Gohan hate you
You squeezed your eyes closed tighter. Your tail was tucked between your legs as you hugged onto a pillow. It might have even been the one you’d thrown at Gohan not that long ago. There was no way of knowing at that point. Your breath caught in the back of your throat, like a misbegotten hiccup, when you heard footsteps getting closer. With how messed up your mind was, trying to sense energy was pretty much useless. It didn’t matter to you who it was either way. They would see your pitiful weakness and turn away; out of disgust or awkwardness it didn’t matter. They’d finally know you for who you were. Chichi had been right all along. You were a whore.
The door opened slowly. You held your breath and kept your eyes closed. There was nothing inside of you that wanted to see the reaction of whomever had opened the bedroom door. When they got into the bed with you, you ended up releasing your breath in a great shudder.
“He doesn’t hate you,” Goku said in an awkward tone as he laid behind you.
You felt your skin crawl everywhere he touched you. It wasn’t that he disgusted you. Oh no. You were upset with yourself. You had hurt him. You had hurt Gohan. So much so that he just...left. All of his things were still in one of the extra rooms. He hadn’t even been able to concentrate enough to use Instant Transmission either. He’d just reacted and flown away. Not that you could blame him. You were a homewrecking, weak, whore.
How long would it be until Goku realized that? How long until he left you too?
“I’m not going anywhere,” Goku said quietly but firmly as he wrapped his arms around you.
He was reading your mind. He had to have been. There was no way that he would have been able to say the exact opposite of what you were thinking if he didn’t. How was he able to read your mind?
You felt Goku burying his head into your hair. You clenched tighter to the pillow.
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The next morning you woke up to the smell of food. The bed was warm all around you. Which felt a little stifling with summer peaking in to say high. There was a small, non opening window above head height on one of the walls that let in enough sunlight to tell you that it was well into the morning. Your stomach churned and clenched to remind you that you hadn’t eaten the night before. The scent of food in the air didn’t help with that.
Despite the fact that your stomach was screaming at you, you stayed in bed. You weren’t ready to face the world. Even if that world was just Goku in the kitchen. Actually, especially since it was Goku. It was due to him that you’d hurt Gohan so badly. He’d broken so many of his not-promises yesterday. And in doing so you’d cheated on Gohan. Or had you been cheating on Goku the whole time?
It was too much to take. Too much to think about. You turned over on the bed and tried to go back to sleep. At least if you were sleeping you couldn’t hurt anyone. You couldn’t break anything.
Your hand gripped the blanket and the sheets as you readjusted them. You could smell Goku on them...Goku and Laundry soap. Which was confusing. There should have been Gohan’s scent as well. Not to mention different variants of his and your scent considering yesterday’s events. But no...just Goku and yours. Though as you scooted over more to the middle in confusion, Goku dominated. It was like Gohan had never been there.
You released the blanket as you opened your eyes. You stared hard at the bed and silently demanded that it gave you answers. None came forth. Well, except the bizarre idea that Goku had changed the bed...somehow…
You heard your name being called. It echoed down the singular hallway. You closed your eyes again and buried yourself under the blankets. You didn’t want to face the world. Not after you’d fucked yours up so badly. You didn’t want to face Goku. Your head hurt too much. Your heart hurt even more.
You didn’t want to see his face when he realized how pathetic you were. You didn’t want to see when he decided to leave you like Gohan because of that.
He, unfortunately, didn’t seem to care that you’d buried yourself under the covers. Goku stood at the doorway with hands on his hips.
“Come on! I made breakfast,” he said with such a casual tone. “I know you’re hungry, come on!”
Instead of answering him verbally, you simply shook your head from under the cover. Nothing in you wanted to get up. You even felt more nauseous than hungry now.
“I can hear your stomach all the way from over here.”
Again you shook your head before curling up tighter into a ball.
“Liar,” Goku simply said.
You heard him get closer. You tensed and clung to the covers. No amount of blackest would have been able to stop Goku from picking you up though. You tried to hold onto them as tightly as you could to cover your face. But as Goku balanced you on his shoulder and chest with one arm, hand spread out wide over the curve of your thigh to keep you up, he used his other hand to pull the blankets off of your face. In mortification you realized you must have looked like a big baby, literally, with the way he was holding you. Swaddling cloth and all.
“I’m not going to leave you,” Goku said with furrowed brows. “Why do you keep worrying that I’m going to leave you?”
Though you didn’t answer, the image of a fierce Chichi sprang to mind. Despite how much you hated her, at least she was stronger than you were. Emotionally that was. Goku frowned with that worried, possibly a little angry look on his face. Which only made you want to cry even more. But there were no tears left. Your puffy eyes told the story of why there were none left to give.
Goku said your name in a quiet yet serious tone. “I won’t leave you...I never wanted to leave you. Remember when we first met? I saw you punch that guy. And I thought it was so neat that I wanted you to hit me, remember? And even when you did and I found out you weren’t as strong as I thought, I kept coming back. Because you were nice and I wanted to see you a lot. When you collapsed in the bathroom and I thought you were dying...I was so scared. When we decided to go look for the dragonballs to make you better and you said you’d come stay with me after I thought that would be fun! And that’s before you told me about sex, remember?”
After he readjusted his arms so he was carrying you bridal style, Goku continued, “Then you told me that girls should stay with boys when they have kids. So whenever there was a quiet moment...I kept asking about it. You would get so embarrassed. Especially when people thought we were together. I guess I thought we were even if I didn’t understand it but you kept telling them no. I say anything though because you were just going to come live with me no matter what. I never thought about leaving you or you leaving me. Not even when I thought you were going to have sex with that jerk...I was going to stay with you even if he got you pregnant instead of me. You were just mine even then, even before we started to have sex.”
He leaned down and kissed your forehead. It must have been so sweaty but he didn’t seem to care. Goku put his neck into such an awkward position so that he could rest his chin on top of your head while holding you. Your face was pretty much squished into the side of his neck so he could do as he wanted. Somehow not seeing his face made it easier anyways.
“And after we did you were definitely mine...I just...didn’t want to see you look at anyone else with all that love in your eyes. That was supposed to be only for me. Plus sex feels really good with you. Like...Really good. The idea that you didn’t want me to get you pregnant hurt. I know you had good reasons but it still hurt. But I didn’t think about leaving you then either. Just thought about having more and more sex until I proved that I was good so you’d have a kid and stayed with me forever.”
Goku laughed at himself slightly, you might have even said it sounded embarrassed if you didn’t know him any better. “I messed that up so bad...oh man if I knew that I was making you worse...this all could have been different...but I can’t go back and change that. I can’t go back and stop Kami from wishing away my memories either. What I can make sure to do better this time. And that means you’re coming to eat breakfast with me!”
You tried to shake your head. His words...there was so much emotion. You needed to sift through that. You didn’t want to have to actually see his face. You didn’t want him to see the frailty on yours. But Goku extended his neck like a tortoise somehow and held your head tighter in place. Your wiggling made him hold you tighter too so you couldn’t roll out. IT was also out of the question. Your head was too fuzzy to concentrate. Even if it wasn’t he would have been pulled along with you as he was holding you, which defeated the purpose.
So you did the only thing left to you. You bit him.
Goku stopped for a moment as he registered that you bit him. When you finally let go his head rose back up. Though you couldn’t see it there was a conflicted look in his eyes.
“...no,” he said more to himself than anything. “No. No. Food first. Then sex. Last time you didn’t eat enough and I lost you for years. So. Food first.”
...that was not…
“Goku!” You snapped at him with an incredulous tone.
He just grinned as he carried you out of the bedroom.
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