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Second Life	By : AnonymityGranted Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1587 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 15
Life Goes On: Happy Days
“BARDOCK!” screeched Chi-Chi. She was fuming this time. Her poor Gohan hadn’t been able to get any studying done all day because his irresponsible grandfather kept pestering him. Bardock was just like Goku that way, always wanting Gohan to train or worse telling him those horrible stories from his planet trade days.
As irritating as it was it made her miss her Goku. It had been only a few months since he was gone for good. The devastation was all too raw.
“Chi-Chi, are you crying?” asked Raditz from behind her, the exasperated again went unsaid. Chi-Chi jumped slightly, Raditz had a bad habit of sneaking up one her.
“No…” sobbed Chi-Chi as she fell to her knees, she had been feeling so much more emotional lately, but it was understandable with her husband’s death. Goku’s friends were supportive of course, Krillen had been over three times this week alone to check on them. Bulma called at least once a day, her visits were more sporadic but she did have a young demi-saiyan to raise and a large company to help run.
Piccolo had been a counterbalance to Bardock, visiting just to check on Gohan and sit quietly with him while he studied. Her father stayed over for the first month to make sure she was alright, after he left it was surprisingly Raditz that kept her from over exhausting herself, if only by virtue of being Bardock’s lookout and distraction. Other than that he seemed to have distance himself from everything, he stayed to himself, trained by himself and was generally preoccupied inside his own mind.
“Oh, good. I might be forced to actually be worried if you were crying, again,” said Raditz sarcastically as he pulled her to her feet. He began leading her to the couch, where she sank down gratefully into the cushions. What had she been doing before?
“Bulma called, she said she was coming over around lunchtime,” said Raditz as he leaned back in one of the armchairs.
“Oh, well I should-” started Chi-Chi
“You should sit there, father said he’d find something to eat,” interjected Raditz.
Chi-Chi made a disgusted face, Bardock’s idea of cooking was kill it, throw it over a fire, and eat. He saw no need for grocery stores or much use for fruits and vegetables. He brought home whole dead dinosaurs, sabre-tooths, and whatever else he could lay his hands on. He bought them home with their skulls bludgeoned in, limbs ripped off, or chests blown open.
He would at least skin them. Chi-Chi had made an effort to show him how to properly butcher the meat, that way she’d learned as a girl from her father, but Bardock had not been interested.
“I’m not going to-” Chi-Chi said but Raditz interrupted her again, “I called your father, he’s on his way. They’ll cook, you rest,” he said. There was still something she was forgetting. She fought to remember as Raditz rose lazily with a yawn. One of Gohan’s old study guides was just visible from where it was jammed into the cushion of the armchair.
“Where is Gohan?” she asked fiercely. Raditz froze in his tracks.
Raditz groaned. “He’s hunting with father,”
Chi-Chi blinked at him before she passed out in a faint.
“Was that all it took for her to sleep?” mumbled Raditz to himself as he laid Chi-Chi out on the couch and tucked the duvet around her.
When Chi-Chi woke, it was to the smell of cooking meat. Raditz was gone, he wasn’t even in the kitchen when she stumbled her way in. He father took up most of the space, so naturally he was the first one she saw. Her annoying father-in-law was the second, since he was leaned over the meat Ox-King was preparing. Gohan stood close by with three different spice bottles in each hand.
They didn’t seem to have broken anything and the food smelled alright.
Krillen walked in a moment later, with an armful of firewood, behind him was Piccolo. The Namekian carried nothing but the awful scent of fresh fish. It was staggering and she wasn’t even that close to him.
Before anyone had noticed her, Chi-Chi pitched backwards and threw up on the living room floor. She continued to dry heave soundlessly for a moment.
“Chi-Chi, are you alright!” exclaimed Bulma as she rushed to her friends side. He shout brought the others to the scene and they began crowding around her, asking the same questions incessantly.
“Now, now give her space,” she heard her father say. She could practically feel the air clear as the others backed off. She stood up shakily on her own; ignoring her father’s extended hand.
“I’m fine,” she insisted. “I just got up too fast,”
She had to insist a few more times before the others backed off. They sat down to eat, well everyone except Bardock who went to go and find Raditz. True to form, they reappeared when all the food had been set out. Raditz’s eyes looked heavy; he hadn’t seemed that tired earlier, had he?
“We made enough food for ten saiyans,” said Krillen proudly. Chi-Chi took a tentative bite, it wasn’t that bad, a little over spiced, but not inedible. The fish still smelled awful, so she didn’t want to even taste that but she had a bit of everything else.
Bardock and Raditz were scarfing down their food in true saiyan fashion, with Gohan not far behind them. Piccolo was sipping water, and talking with Gohan between the young boy’s mouthfuls. There was a general ease and happiness in Chi-Chi that she hadn’t been able to feel in the few months.
After even Bardock was stuffed, Raditz was still eating. The others had all wondered outside where the sun was in the last stages of setting. They pulled out chairs and started a bonfire.
“Chi-Chi I’ve been thinking…” started Bulma hesitantly. Chi-Chi raised a brow as a sign for her to continue even as she was watching Raditz finally exit the kitchen. “Well, lately you’ve been feeling…weird, right?”
“Yes, well it’s been an adjustment,” said Chi-Chi turning her attention away from Raditz who had lain down to doze in the grass nearby.
“Well I was thinking that maybe you, um, you, just might be pregnant,” spat out Bulma. Chi-Chi stared at her wide eyed as she considered the possibility, hope bubbled up inside her and vision became clouded by tears.
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