Ch 12: Truthfully?

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"His vitals are strong, so at this point, we're just waiting for him to wake up." Chi-Chi nodded. "OK, thank you doctor," she said. The doctor removed his stethoscope from the man's chest and wrote something down on his writing pad. "The nurse will be here in a bit to bathe him, so please be prepared to step out," he told her as he left the room.

Chi-Chi dropped her facade and huffed. "I don't understand! If he's an 'all mighty saiyan' why does it take so long for him to wake up?!" The woman glared at the unconscious...man? Taking a few steps forward, Chi-Chi carefully reached out and brushed the man's bangs out of his eyes. Her fingers easily glided over the saiyans skin and she marveled, if only for a second, on how soft it was compared to her husband's. She eyed the slightly pouty lips and long eyelashes.

Panicking a bit, she made sure no one would come in, before moving aside the covers and untieing the front of the saiyans hospital gown and cautiously opening it. She squeaked when she saw the man's chest. Yup, he was male.

Being human, Chi-Chi admired the saiyans build. His stomach was as flat as a ironing board but she knew that if she poked it, it would be as hard as a rock. He wasn't as built as her husband was biut she could faintly see the raised areas of hidden muscle. 'He...He's beautiful...' she thought with a blush. It was painfully obvious that he was a man, but it was also obvious that he had a sort of feminine appeal that she could not match.

Her body was curvy as a woman's should be but she no longer had the strength she had as a child since she preferred to be a housewife instead of training like her husband and his friends.

Realizing she had just compared herself to an unconscious man, Chi-Chi scoffed. "I have nothing to worry about! Goku married me! I had Gohan, not him!!" She yelled. A knock on the door practically had her jumping out of her shoes. She quickly threw the covers back on Roki before high tailing it out of the hospital.

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"Dad, can I ask you something?" Gohan was determined to make his dad see the error of his ways. "Yeah, what is it?" The saiyan was busy watching the fish they caught sizzle at the fire.

After an exhausting first day on Planet Namek, the group made camp near the river they had found a dragon ball. Bulma, Krillin, and the two nameks had fallen asleep awhile ago, leaving the two saiyans alone in their thoughts.

"Do you love Roki?"

Goku snapped out of his current state and furrowed his brow from being asked such an easy question. "Yes, I loved him then and I still do now. He's my other half...someone I can't live without," Goku said as he gazed at the embers that floated into the sky.

Gohan was taken aback at such a proclamation coming from his normally dimwitted dad. It was the proclamation that fueled his next question.

"Why did you forget him then?"

Goku clenched his hands. He knew he'd have to answer that question eventually, he just didn't expect having it come from his son. "I...I didn't want to forget him. By the time I realized I was loosing my memories, I was...scared..." Goku admitted. Gohan listened intently as his dad continued.

Goku weakly laughed as his eyes began to sparkle, signaling the oncoming of tears. "When I found out I was loosing my memories, I felt like the lowest of the low. I felt that I was not worth all the things he's done for me..."

Goku blinked and the gathered tears freely ran down his cheek. Gohan wasn't sure how to respond. He was expecting something completely different. The child fidgeted for a sec as he tried to come up with an answer. "D-Dad, Roki is very sad ... He...he thinks that we'll forget about him," Gohan said. Goku shook his head. "No...I won't forget about him. Not again."

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