Life With You

Part 22: Namek: Part One

Goku exhaled as he tried to steady himself. His closed eyes flew open at the sudden pull. Pace yourself Goku told himself. Get control. His body grew taut at the sudden force. Whoo. He was so out of shape. A year ago he could pace himself, draw it out but now his out of shape body was giving up way too easily.

A sudden jolt forced him to bury half his face in the pillow. His cast covered hands were useless. They momentarily flailed as he couldn't get a firm grip on anything. To be this vulnerable, Goku would hate it if he was with someone he despised or didn't trust. With someone he loved, Goku absolutely loved it.

Hips thrust up but firm hands forced him down as relief came. Goku's lower body felt like jelly but the rest of him felt like a satisfied cat getting that elusive itch scratched. He wasn't completely satisfied but it was enough to tide him over until he could go there.

ChiChi's petite body slid up from under the covers. She rest her head against his still rapidly rising and falling chest. "Feeling better?"

"Yeah.... that last one did the trick." As much as he needed some relief, Goku knew ChiChi needed it, too. It's been a year for both. Also.... he could smell her. "Your turn."

"My turn?"

His cast covered hand poked a breast. His hands couldn't do anything but his mouth could offer some relief. "If you open your dress I can do something. If you wanna lay down or sit on me...."

ChiChi laughed into his chest. "No. I had to hide under the covers to do this here. I'll be too vulnerable any other way. It's not home, Goku. Besides, you'll be out of the hospital soon." She snuggled against him. "It's a couple more weeks. A month at the most. I'll... manage."

During the day, Goku received visits from Master Roshi, Dr. Briefs, Gyu-Mao, Aki, Mr. Olitz and Mr. Lupp. With frequent visitors and check-ins by the nurse and doctor on staff, there wasn't a chance for Goku and ChiChi to really talk to one another. Those moments were saved on the nights ChiChi stayed over. Tonight, a few kisses and touches led Goku to desiring something he hadn't felt in a while. It was ironic since Goku didn't see tonight leading to this moment after the tense talk he had with ChiChi earlier.

A soft pillow slapped Goku across his face. "You let Vegeta go?!"

At least it wasn't Master Roshi's staff. "Uh, yeah. I'll defeat him before he hurts anyone on Earth. I promise. It's me he wants a rematch with, ChiChi."

"Oh, Goku," ChiChi groaned. "I know you've been hungry for a fight with a strong opponent but this is too much."

"I know it's selfish but I can't help it. I want this fight. I thought I was invincible after King Kai's training and Vegeta showed me I wasn't."

"Maybe if you didn't spend six months running to King Kai's place and if you had that extra month training, things would've been different."

"I don't know," Goku disagreed. "Vegeta was really strong."

ChiChi fluffed Goku's pillow. As long as he didn't say anything else ridiculous, ChiChi wouldn't smack him with it again. "Look at what you've accomplished in five months. Imagine if you had an extra month or two. Maybe it wouldn't have been a strain on your body to push it to Kaio Ken times four."

ChiChi had a point. While he lived with King Kai, even he wondered how much more training he could've gotten in eight months or even eleven. It took him a day to get from King Kai's planet to the check in station with King Yemma. If he had a whole year with King Kai, his friends wouldn't have died. He would've been on Earth waiting for Vegeta and Nappa.