Goku attempts to give Vegeta solace, which inadvertently causes a problem that seems impossible to believe, much less control.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: There are plans for this to be rewritten.
Graphic Violence
Prologue : Saying Goodbye
The sunset was radiant and spiritually comforting, the golden rays bursting through the feathery clouds that were saturated with pinks and purples. The view was magnificent and soothing to the eye as the sun slowly descended beneath the horizon, sending the world into twilight. A man was sitting on the edge of a cliff, watching nature as it curled up, ready for night. He was laying, stomach down, an almost bored expression on his face. He let his right arm dangle over the edge of the cliff as his left was bent so his chin rested on his hand. His legs were bent, moving back and forth absent-mindedly, like his tail used to. Though his surrounding produced relaxing background noise – the water splashing against the shore only to retreat to sea again, the birds tweeting and chirping love songs back and forth, the crickets occasionally rubbing there wings together to sing – the most noticeable noise to his ears was the sounds he was making himself. His breath was nearly silent, so he felt that more than heard it, but the movement of his legs made his orange gi pants swish quietly, almost unheard to even the trained Saijin ear.
The sun's warmth was nearly gone as the ground let it escape so the coolness of the night could conquer. The light of the sun was only a memory on the sky, making it a lighter blue in the West that eventually blended with the navy of the star-speckled blanket that covered all the other directions. He sighed and let his legs heavily drop, he paused for a moment before rolling over. His right hand found some grass to play with as he stared up into the depths of space. Space...Vegeta-sai...that's where he was from. He released another sigh and closed his eyes. Earth was his home, true, but he couldn't help but wonder about the life he had previously had on the far away planet. He didn't even have a memory of it. The only relation he now had with his heritage was Vegeta. No one else knew how it felt to be a Saijin, not even his own sons. They were half-human after all. And out of everyone who could relate or could understand, it seemed his own wife was the one who didn't understand at all. She had viewed his fighting as a bad influence, no matter how many times he had saved the Earth from destruction. Sure she was grateful, but she still complained about training and how her sons needed to study. She just didn't understand that fighting was something he did because he had to: it was something in his blood.
Chi-chi was a wonderful person, though her exterior personality seemed to cause people to either become annoyed with her, scared of her, or both. She had achieved a great deal in her time, giving birth to two powerful fighters, one of which had the potential to be greater than he. Fighting, in a way, wasn't bad. The martial arts tournament, for example, wasn't a fight to the death but merely a competition that tested the strength and skills of people worldwide. Fighting was bad when people used it to express their feelings or emotions: that's when someone would get hurt. 'It's not the fighting that Chi-chi really hates...it's the consequences and emotions that cause a person to want to fight that she doesn't like,' Goku thought to himself, pretty sure that was the reason for her insistantness against training and fighting. Even still, Goku wouldn't be able to function properly without the excitement that fighting sparked. There was something about the adrenaline rush that gave him a sense of balance, a sense of completeness, as if the fighting made everything else worth while. The sun had finally sunk, it's last silvery rays engulfed in the calm darkness and so he knew it was time to return home. And still he paused for a few more minutes, immersing himself in the tranquility nature was providing him.
Then suddenly he launched himself up off of the ground and into the air, flying toward his house. He walked in quietly, feeling sober; not quite necessarily sad, but certainly there was an air of seriousness about him. Dinner had already been prepared and awaiting him. He took a seat in his normal chair at the table as Chi-chi finished setting down the things needed for the meal. "Oh look who decided to join us," Chi-chi said sarcastically, upset that her husband was late yet again, "It's nice to see that the need for food can bring my darling husband back from his precious training." His teeth clenched and his muscles tensed but he didn't move. Gohan and Goten sat utterly still, both sensing the impending storm. His wife dished out food to everyone simply because it was a routine action, she glanced at the black-haired Saijin, giving him "the look". And the man didn't need to look up to know he was receiving the look from his wife, a low growl emitted from his throat but he quickly silenced it by making it sound like it was a sigh. "Honestly, Goku, I don't understand you at times!" Chi-chi proclaimed, carefully beginning her meal. Goku sat still, his arms rested on the table on either side of his plate, his head was bowed. The anger began to rise inside of him, slowly spreading through his blood stream to infect every inch of his being. "There's no need to go off and train because there's no one to fight, but you still do it anyways! I'll never understand why," his wife continued, taking a drink. Gohan and Goten both felt uneasy, they shared a glance as they ate in silence, both noticing their father's lack in interest of food. That was never a good sign.
"But everyday you run outside to train, it doesn't make sense, goodness," Chi-chi dropped it, at least for the moment to let them eat. Goku stared out into space, his teeth clenching and unclenching, his body not moving other than his teeth and chest, but his breathing was slow and deep and he inhaled and exhaled through his nose. "Goku," the black-haired woman noticed he hadn't touched his food, "Eat your dinner." Goku turned sharply to her and he spoke through clenched teeth, "Don't you tell me what to do!!" Chi-chi stood up and bent over to hover over him intimidatingly, "Goku, I spent a long time preparing this, now you can show your appreciation and eat it!" The Saijin stood up as well, the anger inside of him had reached it's brim, it would take the slightest drop to cause an overflow, "I'm not hungry!!" Chi-chi was torn between anger and sadness, "My husband comes home everyday from training that's utterly pointless, now he won't even please me in the slightest by eating my food!" Goku's mind was reeling with frustration, annoyment, and agitation, "Don't try to put me on a damned guilt trip! You don't understand in the slightest how I feel!" The mother began to cry now, the tears ran down her face with no stop in sight, "You're right, I don't! I never had!" Goku's fists had seemed to have clenched between the time he had gotten up and the last sentence Chi-chi had spoken. He replied without thought, "I can tell!" Gohan whispered to Goten and they somehow managed to escape the room without either of their parents noticing.
They stood, almost afraid, by the hallway out of sight. Gohan hugged his younger sibling who was trembling with uncertainty, never having witnessed his parents fighting like this before. "What am I supposed to do with you!?" Chi-chi yelled back, her fists clenched now as well. Goku let out a frustrated cry, "For starters you can stop trying to run MY life!! I'm so sick of it! You've always done it! If I want to do something then I'm not going to let you stop me anymore! It's my life and I'll do what I want!" His wife seemed surprised, almost terrified, her voice was full of exasperation, "Think about your children Goku! What kind of example are you setting for them!?" The Saijin growled again and he spoke lowly, "I don't care. They're almost grown up now, they can take care of themselves." Chi-chi was flabbergasted, "Goku, what are you saying!" The black-haired man sneered, "That I can't live like this anymore, Chi-chi. You're a wonderful person but I just CAN'T TAKE IT. I can't even be myself around anyone. I need to be ALONE Chi-chi." She looked up at him, a confused and sad expression on her face. The low hum of the ceiling fan was all that was heard for a few minutes. The boys in the hallway looked at each other worriedly. Then they heard a chair being pulled out and someone sitting down. Chi-chi leaned across the table, sobbing into her hands. "Chi-chi..Don't do this. You know it hasn't been working out. Both of us know that," Goku said calmly, rubbing her back gently to try to make her stop her crying. "And the truth is," Goku prepared to be honest with himself more so than to his wife, "I don't feel that I love you anymore." She broke down into a sobbing fit and Goku pulled her against him, holding her lightly. Of course she had been Hell on Earth for a long time, but she had been his Heaven a lot of the time too. He didn't love her as a married couple anymore, but more like a very close friend.
"Chi-chi," Goku spoke softly, for he felt pain through her pain, that was the gift being on Earth gave him, "You're still a very important person to me. I still care a great deal for you, I want you to know that. I don't love Gohan or Goten any less than I did before. I want you to know that too. I just need you know how I feel and to understand why I feel this way." She sniffled and wiped some tears away, not daring to look at him, "Go on..." Goku rubbed her arms to soothe her, "I feel that I should be on my own from now on. I need to be alone. I don't know exactly why but that is what my instincts are telling me, and I've learned that if I don't follow my instincts something bad will happen. Things won't work out. Something inside of me is telling me that I should do this. That I need to move out. I'll come and visit you all, of course, I still care about you all deeply. This is just something...I must do." Chi-chi looked up at Goku who had a warm smile on his face. He stopped his motions and stood up to his full height for a moment before turning and heading for the door, "Tell Gohan and Goten I love them very much." She got up, knocking over the wooden chair that banged against the ground, she reached for him but he flew off before she could get close enough. She stared out the door and into the night, still reaching for her husband that got away. Chi-chi whispered quietly into the still air, "Goku..."
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