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End of the Road
By : Batjokes
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LETTING YOU GO
With a grin Goku sprung up off the floor of the Gravity Room and flew at Vegeta. One arm pulled back as he neared the oncoming Saiyan.

Vegeta smirked and lifted himself off the floor and headed straight for his opponent. Crossing his arms in front of his face they took the brunt of the Earth raised Saiyan’s attack and nearly sent him flying backwards. Lifting a leg he turned his entire body in a spin before the taller male moved his arm back from the initial punch.

Goku grunted when the ball of Vegeta’s foot smashed into the back of his knee as the smaller Saiyan spun around using the force of his own attack to help propel him.

Before he fell to his knees he flew away gritting his teeth.

He could feel Vegeta’s ki growing closer and before he could get in another hit he did a black flip up in the air and landed behind his opponent. Bringing his arm down with the fist upside down he swung forward and turned his arm and aimed for Vegeta’s back.

Vegeta, sensing the larger Saiyan behind him began to turn. His body tensed.

Goku sent him flying for at the end of the room with that single hit.

Vegeta dropped to the ground, landing heavily upon his feet as the momentum of the younger male’s attack sent him toward the wall.

Not giving the other time, Goku lifted up and with one knee bent he leaped down from the air toward one of Vegeta’s shoulders.

Vegeta chuckled and lifted his arms and caught the orange clad leg in his hands before he was hit. Swinging the larger man by the leg he let go and watched him fly backward toward the other end of the Gravity Room.

They pair of them landed back on the floor of the room, each eyeing the other up. Their hair began to fly up as energy crackled around each of them as they powered up until they ascended to their first Super Saiyan state.

Without pausing, Vegeta rushed at the younger Saiyan, one arm swinging forward to punch him in the face while his other arm pulled back only to swiftly follow his other fist as Goku’s head snapped sideways.

Just as his second hit landed and his knee was bent to come up against the younger male’s stomach, Goku having gathered ki in his fist hand curled his fingers into a fist. Lifting the fist, he aimed it for Vegeta’s head while lifting one his legs to block his stomach from Vegeta’s onslaught.
Vegeta tumbled backward in the air before landing on the ground.

They each lifted the back of a hand to wipe away the blood on their faces from their noses and the corner of their mouths.

Goku knew of no one else who could give him so good a spar. Very few outside of Vegeta could keep up with him.

“Don’t get distracted Kakarot,” Vegeta snarled as he lifted his hand and tossed a ball of fire at him.

With widened eyes, Goku shot up in the air to dodge the fireball, but Vegeta quickly turned and flicked his hand so that the ball of fire continued to chase after him.

Well, if Vegeta was going to play dirty, he would too and zig-zagged through the room in the other older Saiyan’s direction.

Using his palms he shoved Vegeta down on the ground and he toppled over him. The fireball shot over them, but not without scalding his back and side as Vegeta grabbed hold of his arms and attempted to roll them over.

Jumping up, Goku tore off the part of his gi that had been lit on fire. Vegeta mirrored him until they both had nothing on but the boxers they wore underneath.

Goku blinked, his eyes dropped and then with a flush to his cheeks he glanced sideways.

Vegeta quirked a brow and crossed his arms. “Something wrong, Kakarot?”

“N-no.”

Vegeta lowered his arms and then ascended to the second state, Super Saiyan 2.

“Pay attention, Kakarot!” Vegeta growled and launched himself forward.

Goku glanced back at him and then quickly jumped up and flew over Vegeta’s head before whirling around to face him.

Time flew by swiftly as they continued their spar. Each with burns, cuts, and bruises.

The alarm that had been set went off and they both came out of their ascended states. Each of them panting for breath by the end, their bodies sweaty and each smelling strongly of musk.

Goku watched Vegeta walk over to the alarm and turn it off. Saw the muscles of his back ripple. Shaking his head he glanced at the door. “I’m going to head for the showers.”

“As will I.”

Goku gulped, but said nothing as he opened the door of the Gravity Room and stepped out.

Vegeta closed the door behind them. “The showers are this direction, Kakarot.” He rolled one shoulder and the other before leading his sparring partner to the room with four different shower stalls and one large bath tub.

Goku entered one of the shower stalls and took notice that there was a divider between each one. Not a whole lot of privacy, but enough that he stripped of the tattered remains of his last article of clothing and turned on the water.

Closing his eyes, Goku sighed as the cold water grew warmer. The tension ebbed away and the pain from the spar eased.

Vegeta placed a towel outside the shower stall the younger male had chosen. There were no doors at the end.

He glanced at his opponent’s back as water streamed down his figure. Noticed the large bruises on his back, and even one on his buttocks. With a swallow he lowered his gaze to the ground, assessing the bruises on his sparring partner’s legs.

Turning, he headed for the stall next to the other male’s and stripped down to nothing before he too turned on the water to soothe all aches and pains.

“If you have need of any clothing, there are extra’s of your favorite hideous suit in the lockers beside the Gravity Room, Kakarot.”

“Oh! Thank’s Vegeta.”

“Pah!” Was the only response the older male gave as the two of them washed away the dirt, grime, blood, and sweat of the day.

Once they were finished washing and had changed into clean clothes that had not been ruined they faced each other.

“Are you ready to face your wife, Kakarot?” Vegeta quirked a brow with his arms crossed over his chest.

Goku shuddered at the thought of facing Chichi. Any other time, it hadn’t been as bad. He knew he often disappointed her, but neither had really and truly known each other before getting married.

Childhood promises weren’t always what they were cracked up to be. Yet without Chichi he wouldn’t have Gohan, or Goten. Despite everything, Chichi had still given him the greatest gifts ever in life. His two sons. Even if she was rather territorial about how they should be raised. Not that, that mattered anymore. Both their sons were grown. Chichi hadn’t asked for more offspring either. It was one of the few aspects of their marriage - outside the food - that had been worth every nagging moment.

Until now. When he’d learned of his wife’s betrayal.

“I… I’m not sure, Vegeta. But I have to face her,” he sighed.

Vegeta nodded. “Yes. You do, Kakarot. Otherwise I doubt she’ll believe that you of all individuals wish for a divorce.”

He followed the older Saiyan outside of the large house and shut the door. Placing a hand on the shorter male’s shoulder he lifted the fingers of his other hand to his head and IT’d them to the front door of Capsule Corp where Bulma stood waiting.

Bulma gasped. “Whoa! I hate when you do that!” She shook her head with a slight smile.

Goku released his hold on Vegeta and lifted his hand to the back of his head with a chuckle. “Sorry, Bulma.” Then lowering his hand he asked, “Is… is Chichi here?”

She shook her head and glanced around him. “She’s not here yet, but she’s approaching gate.”

Every muscle in his body tensed. He found it difficult to turn around, but somehow he managed. Although each slight movement to turn felt as if it took an eternity. He stood beside Bulma, Vegeta on his other side.

Taking a deep steadying breath he asked, “Where is everyone, Bulma?”

“Inside. My mother is having a difficult time keeping them out of the kitchen. Demi-saiyan’s and their stomachs, just as bad as their full-blooded kin.”

Goku grinned sheepishly while Vegeta grunted.

Chichi blinked as she opened the gate and walked toward her husband. “Goku? Are you okay?”

She had noticed something. Goku was certain of it.

Shooting a look at both Vegeta and Bulma he took a couple steps forward. “No, Chichi, I’m not okay.”

“Why, what happened?” She lifted a hand to his shoulder.

Shrugging his shoulder he frowned, “Don’t touch me.”

Her eyes widened. “Goku!?”

He shook his head. “You don’t have the right Chichi.”

“What are you talking about?” She frowned and glanced at the short man and his ex-lover. “What is going on?”

Bulma frowned, “You’ll have to ask Goku.”

Vegeta nodded. “It is his decision. I, nor Bulma, nor anyone else will interfere.” His gaze turned to the younger Saiyan.

Goku rolled his shoulders and prepared for the oncoming discussion.

“Chichi.”

She turned back to stare up into his eyes.

“I want a divorce.”

Her jaw dropped. “Whaaaat!? Goku, why!? Do you even know what a divorce is?” She turned around to glare at the two standing in front of the doors to Capsule Corp. “Who put him up to this?”

Goku growled, “Chichi! You did.”

She turned around again to stare at him. “I don’t want a divorce Goku. How could I put you up to this nonsense?”

“By sleeping with another man, Chichi!”

She blinked. Her cheeks turned red. “Wh-what?”

“Don’t even try to deny it Chichi. I saw you. Earlier today. With him . Whoever it was.”

When Chichi took a step toward him, he took two steps back.

“Goku…”

He shook his head.

“Your promise…”

He frowned. “I kept my promise Chichi. I married you. We had two sons. Except you never fully accepted me as I am. I wasn’t pleased with that, but I could live with it. But you broke your promise.”

She blinked, tears formed at the corner of her eyes.

Goku closed his own eyes and took a deep breath. He would not allow himself to be swayed by tears. Anything else, maybe, but not in regard to this.

Upon reopening his eyes he noticed her red puffy eyes and the free flowing tears and shook his head.

“Crying isn’t going to help, Chichi. I want a divorce. You broke your vows. Goten even noticed the strange smells a month ago.”

That had her eyes flying wide and a hand clasping over her mouth.

“Bulma already has the papers,” he looked toward his oldest friend, “right?”

She nodded. “They’re right inside by the phone.”

“Goku, won’t you think about this?” Chichi lowered her hands to her sides and glanced down at the ground.

“I have thought about it Chichi. And, if you’ve been with this man that long, maybe you should think about marrying him. He’s… human isn’t he?”

She blinked and glanced back up at him. “Yes…”

“Then please, Chichi, just sign the papers. We can… we can still be friends. You’ll always be the mother of my sons… but I don’t think this is something we can come back from.”

Chichi nodded. “O-okay… but Goku, I do love you.”

Vegeta hadn’t moved from the spot he stood. Not until the woman said that. He stepped up beside the taller Saiyan. “You can love someone without being in love with them,” he ground out and glowered at Chichi.

Chichi nodded. “I know…” she whispered.

Goku sighed and wrapped his arms around Chichi. “I love you too, Chichi, but not… not how you want me to.”

“We married too young…” Chichi pressed her face into his shoulder. Just for a moment before stepping back.

Bulma turned and opened the door to the mansion of her family and walked over to the phone where she picked up a clipboard with paper and pen.

“You and Goku just have to sign, here, here and here. Then my lawyer will be by in the morning and your marriage will be dissolved.”

Under Bulma and Vegeta’s watchful eyes, Chichi and Goku each signed where indicated on the forms.

Bulma asked, once she set the papers down, “So, Chichi, do you want to join us for dinner?”

She shook her head. “I… I don’t think I should. Not tonight. Maybe… maybe next time.”

Gohan, overhearing them, walked over to his mother. “I’ll walk you home Okkasan.” He took her hand in his.

Chichi blinked and gazed up at her eldest. “Y-you’re sure, Gohan?”

He nodded. “It doesn’t mean I’m not upset, but you’re my Okkasan and I’ll always love you.”

Chichi with a slight laugh managed a small smile and allowed Gohan to walk her home, even though that meant Gohan missing out on dinner.

Bulma shook her head. “Don’t worry, Videl and I will make sure there are leftovers for Gohan.”

“Thank you,” Chichi managed before she and Gohan reached the end of the path leading away from Capsule Corp.

Goku, let out a breath he hadn’t been aware he’d been holding as his body relaxed.

Vegeta pat him on the back before heading inside. “Time to eat, Kakarot.”

Perking up as his stomach grumbled he hurried after the shorter Saiyan.

Behind them Bulma shook her head and hoped to herself that her friend never changed even when life threw curve balls at him like the one he’d been dealt that day.

A/N:
Thank you all for reading! I do hope you readers enjoyed this chapter. I have no idea if the spar scene was any good. I'm not used to writing those kind of scenes (except in role-play, but that's awhile ago and between two wolves or two cats).
I'd like to hear your thoughts on the story thus far. Suggestions are welcome, but unless they somehow fit in with the direction of the story...
I do appreciate constructive criticism as well as other comments, questions, speculations and the like.
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