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No Regrets	By : gokusgirl Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 3774 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-No Regrets
- 2-No Regrets - Chapter Two
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No Regrets - Chapter Two

"Bulma? Are you asleep?" Goku asked softly.
"No� what is it Goku?" I lied, closing my eyes again. There was a long pause before he begun.
"I wish I could stay here with you forever," Goku began, and my eyes shot open with surprise. "But I know I can't� we both have obligations that we can't walk away from. So I know that after tonight, this won't happen again� ever."
I raised mad uad up, looking into the dark at Gokuace.ace. He had taken the words right out of my mouth! I was the one who was supposed to let him down, and here he is, reading me the riot act.
"I needed this� we needed this," I replied softly, and I felt his arms tighten around me closer. "Things will get better at home for both of us� it's just that Veget nev never home now, and Chichi's being unreasonable -"
"Chichi never likes it when I touch her," He cut across me, his voice sounding hurt. "I never do anything right. She says I'm a terrible father and a horrible husband� do you know what she told me when I asked for anr chr child? She said that she would not bear another� how did she put it? �Half-breed bastard for her to raise all by herself. Can you believe that?"
Before I could get a word in, he continued. "I try and I try� and I can never do anything right at home. She says I'm a bad influence on Gohan and she wondered why she married me in the first place. I'm beginning to wonder the same thing myself. I think I don't love her anymore, Bulma."
My heart raced with his confession; and I swallowed deeply, not able to say anything just yet.
His embrace was tight as he talked again, his voice was so sad. "My friends � all they want me to do is save the day. I'm tired of everyone depending on me to save them from the androids, and after this threat is over, what's next? Another villain, another fight for the good of mankind� don't get me wrong, I love fighting on the side of good� but I'm so tired.�
�And then we made love, and everything became so clear to me� that this is what I needed, this is what I've wanted all along� youe mee me feel alive again, Bulma� and I thank you so much. Just when I felt I was at the end of my rope, on the brink of insanity dealing with the fact that my life was simply miserable; I fell into your arms, making it the best thing that has happened to me in years. You came to me not wanting anything more but to be loved, and by doing that you made me feel likean aan again."
I was stupefied. I made him feel like a man again? I was about to tell that I beg to differ when I realized that we were in fact two lost souls, hurt and lonely� searching for the one thing that our love ones just couldn't give us right then, so we found it with each other. I understood Goku�s anguish, always being labeled the hero; I felt some responsibility in that; making him my own personal bodyguard when we were kids. I wondered if I had never met Goku on that faithful day, would he still be in the Paozu Mountains, living in his grandfather's shrine blissfully unaware of the world around him? The tone in his voice already gave me that answer, and I felt guilty.
"I only wish I could make it up to you," I whispered into his chest, my hand caressing his skin.
"You have already� repeatedly," Goku joked lightly, causing me to smile as well. "But there is something you could promise me."
"What's that?" I asked.
"If something should happen to me when the androids come� will you promise not to wish me back with the Namekican Dragonballs?"
My stomach lurched at his gruesome request. Not wish him back? I could not understand his logic; why would he not want to come back? "Why, Goku? Don't you want to come back to your family?"
"I'm better off dead to Chichi, and Gohan's eleven now, so there's no need to drag things out between us," Goku scoffed bitterly. "Besides� it seems that every threat that comes to Earth has something to do with me anyways� so if I'm out of the picture, maybe then the Earth is safe."
At first, it did seem like a selfish request; but now since he's putting it this way, he did have a point. I wasn't exactly sure how I could convince the others in not wishing him back, but I owed him my word. It made me sad to think that Goku was once again prepared to give his life for us� he had my heart right there, and I held back my tears as I hesitantly answered:
"Yes Goku� I promise not to wish you back."
He let out a relieving sigh, hugging me close as he kissed my forehead once more. "Thank you� sweet Bulma� thank you."
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It seemed like we slept forever. I awoke many times that night, making sure I wasn't dreamingat tat the man laying next me was real. By Gods, he was. When he first fell asleep, he snored, obviously drained from the evening's activities. But later he stopped, the only sounds coming from him were soft, relaxing, so reassuring� it lulled me into a blissful sleep.
I found myself affectionately spooned when morning came. His arms wrapped around me like a thick blanket; his leg was thrown over mine. His breath was softly blowing behind my ear� I was in heaven! We woke up at the same time. He started moving his hips against my rear end, his morning erection ready to play.
I could have simply gotten up, or even told him no� but I'm way too horny in the mornings. I laid still; letting his hands and hips explore me silently until I rolled over on my back.
His dark brows furrowed. For a moment, I panicked, remembering that damned promise we made the night before. His hand came slowly down. I thought it was to catch a tear, and mumble an apology before he rolled off the bed. I closed my eyes against the image. But instead of feeling his hand on my face, I felt a light, gentle touch at my right nipple. I opened one eye to look. Goku was staring at my engorged breasts, filled with the milk for Trunks� morning nursing.
�Is that your milk, Bulma?� His voice was full of wonder.
A relieved smile cracked my face, as I nodded. �Do yant ant to taste it, Goku?� I was shocked by my own question. But what shocked me even more was his enthusiastic response, as he leaned down and captured my nipple in his mouth, making the pinpoint prickles from my let down harden my breast as he drank me in.
�Goku!� I ran a hesitant hand through his hair, before he came up, licking his lip salaciously, rubbing his nose against mine.
�I told you I thought it was beautiful.� His mouth came down on mine and I groaned in confusion. �The way you love, Bulma, it�s beautiful.� I felt my heart ache as his mouth came back down.
He instantly pressed his heavy body on top of mine, and my legs opened for him. As he reached down to position himself against me, he had this foggy expression on his face; one I will never forget. His cheeks were red and his eyes were half-closed, his mouth agape. Then he swallowed deeply, coming out of his strange trance as he lowered his face closer and closo mio mine. Our lips touched, and I tilted my head upward, kissing him with growing enthusiasm. My arms went around his neck, pulling him closer to me as I felt him enter me swiftly. I groaned into his mouth, my hips on autopilot as they rocked up to meet his slow, mind-blowing thrusts.
"I know� ugh� we� shouldn't� ugh� but� ugh� it� it� ugh�" Goku panted, his face buried in myr har has he plowed into me faster. "�Too good� ugh� too good�"
He was right. It was too good. I couldn't speak, every thrust made me hiccup for air. He felt so wonderful. If he had asked me to bark like a dog, I would have done it. His hands were on my hips, holding me still as he slammed it home, again, again, and again. He raised his head up; as he grunted excitedly, "Look at us� Bulma� look at what I'm doing�"
My eyes followed down the length of our bodies meshed together, and I saw the most erotic sight: My legs were now pulled up towards my chest, spreading me open more, and his lean, muscular body was hunching into mine. I saw his gigantic length piston in and out of my slick opening. It looked as good as it felt. I watched in fascination as his hips slowed down, rocking forward in circular motions into me, causing my thighs to tingle and my feet to curl.
Then all at once, he began hammering into me, our bodies slapping together hard as I watched our wet bodies come together over and over. My eyes trailed back up his body to find him looking right back at me; those eyes so dark and yet so ful lon longing, admiration, of trust� even if it was only for that moment, I was his and he was mine.
And I loved mor more than anything.
His eyes began to flutter as he gritted his teeth, bracing himself for this final release with me. Feeling him fill me with his warm seed made me let go. I sobbed out his name as I gripped his hair in my hands, pulling him down to a fiery kiss. I hated for it to end.
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Two separate showers later, Goku and I were in the kitchen eating a huge breakfast. We both hadn't had a bite to eat since lunch yesterday. But I didn�t mind - I felt like a million bucks! When I got out of the shower, in the mirror, the wonderful afterglow - from Goku! I was still sore as hell; but knowing he was responsible for that made me blush furiously.
And I wanted to feel it; I wanted a reminder of what happened between us� and even though I would recover soon, I would hold on to it for as long as I could.
I sat across from Goku as he scarfed down a huge plate of Belgian waffles and scrambled eggs. You must have a strong stomach to watch him eat; but I've been doing it for so many years that I've grown accustomed to his disturbing eating habits. He looked up from his plate, giving me a playful wink as he slurped down his orange juice.
"Hey, where's Trunks?" Goku asked with his mouth full of toast.
Now he wonders where he is! "He's at Elizabeth's� a friend of mine." I answered, taking a bite out of my cantaloupe.
Goku nodded, and his eyebrow shot up inquisitively. "So how did he�" He motioned at his chest suggestively. "Eat?"
"I have the milk in bottles silly," I laughed. "Surely I can't have him dangling from my breast all the time!"
"Hmph� wish I could," Goku joked, rolling his eyes wildly at me with his handsome grin.
I tightened my smile when he said that; hoping he wouldn't bring up anything about the previous night. Instead, I let it pass. The doorbell rang. I quickly rose from my seat, thankful for the diversion, as I slapped him across the arm before leaving the room.
"Behave�� I giggled, grateful that I got to answer the door. Elizabeth and Trunks, his arms stretching wildly for me, greeted me. "Oh! Trunks� how's mommy's little man?"
"Quite full of himself," Elizabeth laughed as she handed him to me. "He didn't sleep too well last night, I guess he missed you."
"Well mommy won't leave her man anymore, will she?" I spoke in a baby like voice to Trunks, kissing him all over his tiny face. He just squealed in delight as his fingers pulled my hair. "Hey Liz, I was on my way over to get him -"
"No problem honey," Eleth eth said with a wave of her hand. "I just thought that I would drop him off as I went to work, it was along the way�" She stepped closer to me biting her lip. "I can tell that everything went okay� you look great!"
I blushed, touching my cheek. "Does it really show? Oh my God�"
"I have got to see this man! Where is he?" She inquired, looking over me and into the house.
Unexpectedly Goku appeared at the door, wiping his mouth surprisingly with a napkin. His eyes lit up when he saw Trunks in my arms, and right away he grabbed him out of my arms, tossing him happily into the air.
"Trunks! There you are� Uncle Goku missed you, little buddy!"
"Uncle Goku, really," Elizabeth sneered, and I jabbed her hard in her side.
Goku looked over at us, and cradling Trunks in his arms he walked up to Liz, his hand extended out warmly. "Hi, I'm Goku� are you Elizabeth?"
"Uh - yes," Elizabeth gushed out as she shook his hand. Her cheeks flushed as she inventoried Goku slowly. "Nice to meet you."
"Well thanks for watching him last night� bye!" Goku turned with my son and walked into the kitchen, asking him if he was hungry for some Belgian Waffles. Liz just stood there, her hand still outstretched; her eyes were as big as saucers.
"He� is� a hottie," Liz breathed, and then laughed. "You slut you!"
"Okay now� you saw, you go," I teased, pushing out the door. "And thanks again sweetie!"
"You call me tonight!" Liz whispered loudly as she walked down the steps to her vehicle. �I want full descriptive details!� I gave her a wave and closed the door. I walked back into the kitchen to find Trunks in a high chair, making quite a mess with chunks of waffle and pancake syrup. Goku sat on the edge of the bar stool at the table, drinking the rest of his orange juice. smi smiled at me when he saw me enter, and stood with one hand on his hip.
"So what does Elizabeth know about me?" He teased, his eyebrows going up and down.
"She called you a hottie," I replied, wiping the excess syrup out of Trunks' hair. I noticed Goku perplexed expression on the word, and I laughed. "Don't worry� hottie's a good thing." He was about to give me a clever retort when the phone rung, and assuming it was my mother checking in, I quickly answered it. Boy was ever wrong.
"Moshi moshi?" I sang into the phone, sounding like a woman that was laid very well the night before.
"Bulma? Is that you?" The piercing voice spoke on the other end. My heart stopped beating. I grabbed the phone tightly in my now sweaty hand and I shot Goku fleeting glance as I swallowed deeply. "Bulma dear, you don't sound like yourself."
"Chichi, how are you?" I spoke nervously, and I rolled my eyes for saying that so stupidly. "Where's Gohan?"
When I said that, Goku leaped to attention, running over to me with a mortified look on his face.
"I'm fine� I'm just looking for Goku. Krillin and that damn dirty hermit haven't seen him in days. So I was checking to see if you've seen him."
"Oh� he's been staying here for the last couple of weeks," I informed her, and the moment I said it I wish I could have taken it back.

"A COUPLE OF WEEKS?" Chichi shrieked into to phone, making me pull it back from my ear. "And he didn't even try to call home to see how his son was doing? Put him on the phone right now!"
"O-okay�" I stuttered as I pushed the phone into his chest, nodding to him to take it. After a second or two Goku snatched it from out of my hand, turning his back to me as he looked up at the ceiling, either silently praying or asking the chandelier to cave right down on his head. He let out a deep steady breath as he put the phone up to his ear, with closed eyes.
"Chi?" Goku whined, almost too afraid to hear her voice. I walked back over to Trunks, helping him continue his messy breakfast, as I assumed Goku wanted some privacy. "� I know� I should have called� I had nowhere else to go� just eating breakfast� training, the usual stuff� I know it was wrong� yes dear� I know his studies are more important than training�" Goku looked over at me his eyes almost glassy as he continued to speak. "�Yes� I know you don't want Gohan to turn out like me."
I was shocked at what I was hearing. She talked to him like he was nothing but a big bumbling ape. She tore him down and made him feel terrible about himself. And what was worse, he was encouraging it! The tone in his voice told me he stopped fighting Chichi long ago, ready to give in to her demands just to make her shut up.
"I will� I promise to have him home everyday before sunset� Okay� okay. I'll come home right now� in a few minutes� okay?" He paused for a moment, swallowing hard as he looked down at the floor. "I love you too. Bye." He hung up the phone, his eyes still on the floor as if he was defeated.
Picking Trunks up, I walked back over to Goku, trying to look at his face that he hid from me with his head down. He finally looked up, his smiling weakly. "All's well that ends well," Goku laughed sarcastically. "She's letting me come back home."
"That's good Goku," I spoke softly, not sure it was the best thing to say. Goku eyes narrowed down, and he shook his head.
"Is it?" Goku asked incredulously. "Well� thanks for letting me stay here, and putting up with me, Bulma."

oku oku you don't have to thank me, it's the least I could do." I felt my stomach flip as I realized he was going. We stood there silently for a few minutes it seemed, just staring at each other.
I wanted to scream. To tell the world it was unfair, that we deserved more than this lonely, unloved existence. I wanted Goku. I realized, as I looked back at him, that I wanted too much.
"Goku� I-"
"Bulma I have no regrets about what we did," Goku cut in, and he grabbed my hand, caressing it softly. "It was good we were there for each other, you know?" I nodded, not sure I could speak at all. "I'll go home; you'll continue to watch over Trunks until Vegeta gets back� everything will return back to normal."
My heart broke for the second time in my life.
Goku's other hand reached up to cup my face as he smiled warmly at me. "� And when I feel like I'm at the end of my rope, and I just can't take it anymore, I'll think back to that afternoon when you asked me to paint your toes� and how we made love the rest of the day�" He took his hand that was holding mine and laid it on his chest. "�I'll keep it here� always. Will you keep your promise to me?"
"Yes," I choked out, the tears already spilling down my cheeks. He sighed, giving Trunks and me a big hug, as he smelled my hair.
"Thank you� sweet Bulma," Goku whispered, kissing me on the forehead as he stepped back from us. "Well I better get going� Chichi is waiting for me."
Goku placed two fingers to his forehead, pausing only for a moment to stare at me. He gave me a wink as his eyes drifted away from mine, his thoughts concentrating on home. The air thinned around him, and in a nanosecond he wasn't standing there anymore.
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When I think back to that fateful day, I don't feel ashamed, remorseful or even guilty about what we did. And I especially don't have, what Goku eloquently called, regrets.
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