Dragonball: Unforgotten

Chapter 80

Dragonball: Unforgotten
Chapter Eighty

"Can we talk about that? Make it the exception?"

"Nope," you said with a tone that was far more firm than you felt.

The situation had shifted its tone quickly. The whole thing had gone from serious, with a twinge of anger on Goku's part, to feeling almost desperate. After you said that he couldn't hurt Gohan, Goku returned with the fact that you couldn't marry said teenager or anyone else for that matter that wasn't him. That had made you feel a bit too stifled given the fact that because of the circumstances that was hippocrytical of him. Though apparently if he could change that you had a feeling he'd do it in a heartbeat regardless of how much it would hurt his pre-existing family. All of that was the reason you had asked him to reconsider by means of talking about it later.

He had refused. In "payment" of not hurting Gohan he wanted you to promise not to marry him. He hasn't budged on that. So you returned with a pretty severe rule of your own - no sexual activities of any kind. He'd rebuked that notion at first but then accepted it as long as he got to feel his unborn child grow by touching your belly whenever he wanted. That was how firm he was on the idea of you not marrying Gohan. Right up to the point where you reminded him of the fact that meant he couldn't sleep next to you and cuddle you during sleep. That had apparently gone too far in his perspective. So now he was asking you to reconsider; you were going to hold out for as long as you could against him.

"That's not fair," he pouted like a child as he looked at you. "I used to hold you all the time before we ever had sex!"

He wasn't wrong. You'd learned early on that Goku was a fiddler in his sleep. And given half a chance he would hold you well past the time to get up. You remembered feeling foolish most of the time for feeling like it had been more than he probably meant. Right up to the point of him getting you away from the athlete all so long ago. Apparently he'd harbored romantic inclinations long before either you or he really realized that. Or, at least in Goku's case, realized exactly what that entailed more so the fact that they were there.

"You don't think it's a sexual act?" You asked him in a tone that most people would have realized was setting up a trap.

"No," Goku said with a frown.

Oh boy you were about to play dirty. But at this point you realized that playing hard and for keeps was the way that Goku learned the best. He wanted you to list seven rules and only seven that he had to listen to when it came to your future relationship. Each time he got to say something he wanted in return. And he seemed adamant on all of his points. You needed to show him how bad being inflexible really was.

"People hug their friends all the time without it being about sex," Goku reasoned fairly well.

"That's true. But Goku - try to imagine it. Picture me laying down, in bed, arms wrapped around me. I can feel their breathing, their heart, my back is completely against them. Their hands are near my chest and my butt is near their private area. They're whispering in my ear about things they want to do in the future. And it's not you behind me; it's Gohan or any other guy."

"No," Goku said firmly as his eyes narrowed angrily. "No. That's not okay."

"Why? You just said it wasn't sexual right?" You backed him into a proverbial corner.

"Damn it," Goku hissed under his breath, which shocked you quite a bit. "I can't...just stop."

"Stop what?"

"You're mine. My friend. My mate. My wife. That's our baby inside of you. Stop trying to push me away. It's not my fault that I married Chichi. It's not my fault that I had a family with her while you were away. I couldn't remember you. If I had...none of this would be a problem!"