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A Second Chance	By : son_gokugirl14 Category: Dragon Ball Z > Crossovers Views: 1175 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Dragonball Z or Sailormoon, nor do I gain any profit from writing this story. This is all for fun.

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AMI made her way towards Bulma's office when the secretary informed her upon her arrival that Bulma is already waiting for her. It took her some time to pack all of her belongings and to negotiate with the owner of her apartment, since she would be leaving the apartment due to her new job. Capsule Corporation's service car arrived a little later after she had gotten back her money from her landlady, and Ami immediately left to go back to Capsule Corporation with all her belongings.
"Miss Bulma? I'm sorry if I'm a bit late." Ami said when she entered Bulma's private office.
"No, no. It's all right. My meeting had just ended anyway. So, are you all packed?" Bulma asked the girl.
"Yes, Ma'am. I left all my belongings at the waiting lounge outside." Ami replied.
"Good, good. We'll be leaving in a little while, but before that, I want to brief you more regarding your job description, since I wasn't able to do that a while ago when I interviewed and hired you. Sit down please." Bulma ordered in a friendly manner.
Ami did as she was told and waited for Bulma's next words.
"So, as I have said before, I hired you as a private nurse. You might be wondering why I did since I didn't put some details about that in the ads I had published in the newspapers." Bulma started.
Ami nodded. "Yes, Miss Bulma. I'm a bit confused regarding that."
Bulma smiled. She liked Ami's straightforwardness and honesty. "Well, to tell you the truth, Ami, the idea of hiring a private nurse just came into my mind a while ago when my friend suggested it to me over the phone." She told the girl. When Ami did not speak, she continued.
"You also might be wondering who your ward will be, considering that I myself do not need a private nurse of my own, since I'm still healthy and kicking. And so is my husband. My young son doesn't need one too, for he thinks that having private nurses or caregivers just doesn't suit him, so you're definitely not going to work for me or for my family."
"In that case, whom will I be working for, Ma'am?" Ami asked.
"You will be working as a private nurse for my childhood friend, Ami." Bulma answered, her features growing serious.
"Oh, I see. Is your friend sick or something, Miss Bulma?" Ami asked once more.
Bulma shook her head as she took out her phone. She fumbled with it for a while before stopping on a particular picture after scrolling through her phone's gallery.
"No, he's not sick. And if you're wondering who he is and how he looks like, this is him." She said as she showed Ami a picture of Goku on her phone.
Ami stared at the picture and gasped. The man in the picture seemed a lot older than she is now, but he didn't look sick to her. In fact, he didn't seem as if he is someone who needs a private nurse at all. Deep inside her, Ami thought that the man is rather handsome, with that peculiar hair and muscular body of his.
"He is Son Goku, my friend since we were young. He lives at Mount Paozu all by himself. I don't know if you're familiar with him, but he is the one who beat the monster Cell in his own tournament seven years ago." Bulma said.
Ami nodded. She had heard about Cell and his tournament, but she was still young way back then, and she used to live far away, so she didn't really know much about it. She just came to live in West City when she started going to college, for she had been enrolled in one of the prestigious universities in the city.
"He will be your ward. You will be staying with him in his house and you will do nothing but to take care of him, attend to his needs and monitor him 24/7." Bulma added.
"Miss Bulma, forgive me for this, but I am a bit confused. Your friend doesn't seem sick to me, in fact he doesn't look like someone who needs a private nurse at all." Ami pointed out.
"Yes, you're right. Goku is not physically sick or disabled. In fact, he is very healthy, he even trains hard. But while he is not physically sick, he is emotionally disturbed. Seven years ago, two days before the Cell Games took place, his wife and his son were attacked and killed by Cell. Well, his wife wasn't really killed on the spot. He found her in an almost lifeless state when he arrived home from fishing, her legs were blasted off from her body and she was bleeding profusely. She died right in his arms, while their son was obliterated by Cell himself. You could just imagine how painful that had been for him, witnessing his family meet their gruesome fates at the hands of his enemy." Bulma explained.
Ami gasped. She never imagined that someone could have suffered such a fate. "Oh, that's terrible! It must have been so hard for him..." She said.
Bulma nodded. "Yes, it had indeed been very hard for him. For seven long years, he shied away from the rest of us and became very far from what he was like when his wife and his son were still alive. Goku used to be a happy go lucky and funny guy, always wearing that trademark smile even if things are already starting to turn out wrong. But all of those changed when his family died. From a happy go lucky guy, he became a more serious one, always focusing on training because according to him, he needs to do something else to keep himself from thinking of his loss over and over again. Not only that, he always cried everyday whenever he thought of his family, and that has been going on for seven years, Ami. It had been so long since Chichi and Gohan had died but to Goku, it seems as if everything just took place yesterday. And because of that, we are all worried about him. We're worried because we care for him, and we don't know how much longer he could go on living like this. For years, he lived alone in the house he once shared with Chichi and Gohan, with no one to look after him and attend to his needs, for he always refuses our help and assistance whenever we offer it to him. And since we're worried about him, I thought that we should all watch over him, for he is a depressed man and we don't know what he could do or what's running through his mind. But there's one more problem. All of us are busy and we have our own lives. That's when his best friend thought of the idea of hiring someone to do that job for us. It's such a perfect timing that he suggested it while I was about to conduct the final interview for those applying for the position of a company nurse a while ago, so that gave me an idea to hire not just one, but two people. One for the company and one who would work for Goku." Bulma explained.
Ami nodded her head in understanding. "I see. But Miss Bulma, you said before that your friend had refused your offers of help and assistance in the past. What if he also refuses the idea of having a private nurse to care for him?" She asked.
"Yes, I have already thought of that. But like what I said to Krillin, let's just hope that everything turns out right, since this is also for his own good. He might not admit it, but he needs someone else in his life to care for him. He doesn't need to be physically sick to have a private nurse or a caregiver attending to him. The fact that he is depressed and emotionally disturbed is an enough category, I think." Bulma replied.
Ami didn't say anything.
Bulma spoke once more. "If you're ready, we will be leaving in a short while. Mount Paozu is quite a long drive, not to mention that we may still have to do some convincing for Goku to accept having someone to care for him."
Ami looked at her. "Yes, Miss Bulma. I'm ready. You can introduce me to your friend and let's see if he will agree with the idea of having me stay with him to attend to his needs."
Bulma picked up her bag and her car keys. "Good. Well in that case, let's go." She said as she walked towards the door, with Ami standing up from her seat and following her lead.
"DO you know the reason why I love you?" Goku whispered as he kissed Chichi on her cheek. His arms were wrapped around her, letting her rest against him. They were currently having a good husband and wife quality time since Gohan was out with Dende at the Lookout.
She giggled softly. "Why?"
"Because you were always there for me. You never left me even if I wasn't always here by your side. You always waited for me even if you didn't know when I was gonna come back, not to mention that you cook really great." He told her.
She frowned playfully at him. "Hmmf. Is that all? You just love me because of my cooking?"
"No. Of course not. There's more to it than that." He said.
She pinched his cheek. "I know. I was just kidding you, Goku. I love you too." And with that, they shared a gentle but passionate kiss.
"Chichi!" Goku awoke with a start, looking around him to see if there were any traces of his wife around. His dream was almost real, it's as if she's really there with him. Upon seeing the empty side of the bed- her side, loneliness once more filled him.
"Oh.. Just another dream." He said to himself as he caressed the side of the bed where his wife used to sleep.
"I really miss having you here, Chichi..." He whispered as a lone tear fell down his cheek. Sometimes, he thought of paying the Otherworld a visit so he could see her and Gohan, but he also knew King Yemma would most likely forbid it, since he is still living and it's highly forbidden for a living soul to visit the land of the dead.
He lied back down and was about to close his eyes once more when he heard several knocks on his door. He suddenly got up and took his shirt on the nearby chair.
"Who could it be? Am I expecting someone?" He asked himself as he donned his shirt. He left the room and went downstairs to open the door.
"MISS Bulma, maybe he isn't here." Ami said. They are already at Goku's house and Bulma is knocking at the door but no one is answering.
Bulma was about to answer when the door suddenly opened, revealing Goku who had an indifferent look on his face.
"Oh, hi Goku." Bulma greeted while Ami didn't say anything. She just stared at him, her eyes widening a bit. Deep inside her, she felt a small tug in her heart upon finally seeing him in person. He's more handsome in person than in the picture, she thought to herself.
"Hi Bulma. I wasn't expecting you.." He answered in a masculine voice before he turned to look at Ami. "Who is she?" He asked.
"Won't you at least let us come in? We've had a long drive, Goku." Bulma said to him.
"Well, no one told you to come here." Goku replied in a slightly icy voice, making Ami flinch a little.
Bulma huffed. "Goku, I've called you for like a thousand times but you never bothered to call me back or even answer my calls. Like I said, I was worried about you that's why I came here. I wanted to see how you were doing."
Goku sighed as he opened the door wider for them to come in. "All right, come on in."
Bulma looked at Ami who looked hesitant to come in. After she heard him speak like that, she began to doubt if being his private nurse is really a good idea.
They sat side by side on the couch while Goku sat across from them, his gaze fixed on Ami. It seems as if he is studying her intently.
"You didn't answer my question earlier, Bulma. Who is she?" Goku repeated as he turned to Bulma.
Bulma took a deep breath before she spoke. "Goku, her name is Ami. I appointed her to be your private nurse." She replied.
Goku raised a brow. "Private nurse? I am not sick, Bulma. You know that I don't need one."
"Yes you do. You may not be physically sick, but you're emotionally disturbed, Goku. That's why you need someone to care for you." Bulma answered.
Goku shook his head. "No, I don't. I can manage all by myself and I don't need to have someone to tend to me all day. I am not a child, Bulma."
"Goku... How long can you go living like this? You shied away from all of us, you even try to avoid us whenever anyone of us comes for a visit. We are all worried, Goku. We are all worried about you, because we care for you. We offer you our help, yet you always turn all of us down. Goku, I know it's hard for you but we want you to know that we're still here. We are ready to give you all the help and assistance that we can. I appointed someone to take care of you because all of us are busy and have our own lives, so we thought of hiring someone to do that job of watching over you for us. Please Goku. Just this once, don't turn us down. We really want to help you, Goku." Bulma said to him in a pleading voice while Ami just listened.
Goku sighed. Then he eyed the girl once more. The thought of having a private nurse didn't really please him but for some reason, he seemed to have felt a certain fondness as he looked at the girl who sat beside Bulma, her hands clasped together on her lap. He could tell that she is nervous, maybe Bulma had already briefed her of what to expect once they come face to face with him.
"All right. I will accept your help this time. But this will be the last, Bulma." He said.
Ami breathed out a small sigh of relief when she heard what he said. It means that she is formally going to start her job now, since he had already agreed to have her tend to him.
Bulma smiled. "Thank Kami." She said then looked at Goku once more. "She will be staying here with you, Goku. Her things are in my car. She left her apartment in the city after I told her that she will be working as a private nurse to someone." She explained.
Goku nodded then turned towards Ami who is still silent.
"Won't you formally introduce yourself to me?" He asked her.
"O-Oh, yes.. I'm sorry. My name is Ami. Ami Mizuno and I will... I will be your private nurse from now on, Mister Son...-" Ami stuttered. Deep inside her, she scolded herself for stuttering like that.
"Goku. Call me Goku." He interrupted her.
"A-All right, Mister Goku..." She replied with a nod.
"I told you to call me Goku. Which part of it didn't you understand?" He asked in an icy tone.
Ami flinched once more as she heard him speak that way. "I-I'm sorry, G-Goku.." She apologized.
"Goku, don't scare Ami like that. This is her first job. Don't traumatize her." Bulma scolded softly.
Ami stood up and headed towards the door. "I'll just go and get my things in the car, Miss Bulma..." She said.
Before Bulma could reply, Goku stood up. "No, let me do it. With your small frame, it's a shame if I let you carry those bags of yours all by yourself." He said as he went out, leaving both Bulma and Ami inside the house.
"Miss Bulma, your friend is a little scary.." Ami said.
Bulma laughed a little. "Nah. Goku's kind. He's a lot kinder than my husband Vegeta. Once you meet Vegeta, you'll understand what I'm talking about."
"Well, he scared me back there for a while, I didn't know how to apologize for not calling him by his first name." Ami confessed.
Bulma patted her shoulder gently. "Trust me, once you get to live with him, you'll get used to it. That's how Saiyans really are." She reassured.
"Saiyans?" Ami repeated in question.
"Yeah, Saiyans. Goku and my husband Vegeta are Saiyans. They are the last of their kind. The Saiyans are warriors living in Planet Vegeta, a planet far away from Earth but many years ago, an evil space tyrant blew off their planet and destroyed it. Goku and Vegeta were among the last Saiyans to survive that explosion." Bulma explained.
"Oh... So Mister.. I mean Goku is not a human?" Ami asked.
"No, he's not. But he has the heart of a human. For almost all his life he has lived here on Earth. In fact, one wouldn't think of him as a Saiyan until he shows off his super strength and powers." Bulma replied.
"Oh... I see." Ami said as she nodded. Moments later, they saw Goku entering the house while carrying Ami's bags.
"You can have my son's old room. I think it's big enough for you." He said then he went upstairs to place her belongings in Gohan's old room.
"Ami, I will be leaving now. Vegeta and Trunks must be looking for me already, since it's starting to grow dark." Bulma said as she stood up and headed for the door.
"All right, Miss Bulma. Thank you for bringing me here..." Ami said as she accompanied Bulma to the door.
"Thank you for not backing out, Ami." Bulma said as she rode on her car. Ami just smiled and watched her drive off.
"So, Bulma had already left.."
Ami yelped in surprise when she heard a masculine voice speak from behind her. She quickly turned around and came face to face with Goku.
Goku chuckled. "You get surprised too fast. Are you really like that?" He asked.
"W-Well, I thought you were still upstairs. I didn't think you'd be able to come down that fast." She reasoned out, then remembered that it's already time for dinner. She walked past him and immediately headed towards the kitchen to get herself busy.
"I will be preparing your dinner now, Mister... I mean Goku. I'll just call you once I'm finished." She said.
Goku didn't say anything. He just looked at the girl who started working in the kitchen at once. He found her rather impressive, considering that she knew how to cook. Not all girls know how to cook, especially girls of her age. Judging from how she looks, he would say that she is currently in her early twenties. Still very young, but she acts quite a bit mature for her age.
Inside the kitchen, Ami struggled to get herself busy with cooking so she wouldn't take note of the fact that Goku is watching her from afar. She really felt uneasy, but there's no way that she's going to show it to him. He had already sensed her uneasiness before, and she didn't want to prove him right even if that's how she really felt.
She sighed softly as she stirred the soup with the laddle. This is just day one. She could not imagine how she would spend the succeeding days here with him. Her ward is such a distraction, and adding to that are his good looks that she of course doesn't fail to notice everytime she looks at him.
Oh, please give me the strength for this...
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