If I Could Change You - Written by PhantomScribe72
Goku sat back in his chair and watched Chi Chi with hooded eyes. She was cleaning up the kitchen and she seemed to be totally oblivious to his presence. It had been a long and awkward night. The men had tried to act as if everything was normal, but it was a real strain. When the long dinner was finally over, each couple had gathered up their children and left in a hurry.
Goku continued to watch his wife as she bustled around the kitchen. He wondered idly how he could have been so wrong about her nature. He would have sworn on his honor that Chi Chi was too prim to even think about sex, much less talk about it openly with her friends. Many times over the years he had wished that she were more sensual. He was shocked to know that she wished him to look at her with lust in his eyes. There had been many times in the past when her had averted his eyes from her to keep her from seeing just that. He was sure that she would be shocked to know how much he wanted to take her roughly. But of course, she was right. He always had held himself back when he was making love to her.
Goku had been a virgin when he and Chi Chi had married. So had she. They had learned about sex together, slowly and clumsily. Once they had finally gotten it right, Chi Chi had become pregnant with Gohan. Somehow, Goku didn’t feel quite right about having sex with a pregnant woman, so he didn’t touch her. By the time she had finally recovered from the difficult birth, she had seemed uninterested in a physical relationship.
So, Goku had been repressing his sexual urges for years. He and Chi Chi made love on rare occasions, and it was always good, but Goku had always wanted more. He had often envied Vegeta’s relationship with Bulma. Their intense sexual feelings were obvious to everyone around them...not that either of them had ever done much to hide it. Goku had often found himself wishing that he and Chi Chi could be more like that.
Now, after all these years, he’d discovered that Chi Chi wanted the same thing. He was still having a hard time believing it. He wished she had come to him about this years ago. But, of course she as worried about his feelings. She didn’t want him to be upset. He wondered what she would think if she knew how upset he was that he’d overheard her talking about the most intimate part of their marriage with someone other than him.
“Goku,” Chi Chi’s shrill voice broke his concentration. “I said I’m ready to go up to bed. Are you coming?”
Goku thought about that question for a while. Wouldn’t she be surprised if he carried her into the bedroom and screwed her brains out? But he couldn’t do that... at least not yet. He had every intention of starting a new and more sexually fulfilling relationship with his wife, but not tonight... not when his mind was so mixed up and his emotions were so out of control.
“No, you go on up,” he finally answered her. “I’m going to watch TV for a while.”
“OK,” she whispered. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
Goku saw and understood the look of disappointment on her face as turned away from him. He watched as she disappeared into the bedroom. “Soon, Chi Chi,” he whispered to himself.
***
Meanwhile, at Capsule Corp., Bulma lay on her bed and waited for Vegeta to come out of the bathroom. He’s been acting strange all evening. She wondered if he’d lost the sparring match with Goku, but then she decided that if he had, he’d be shooting ki blast around the compound by now.
After what seemed like hours, he finally emerged from the bathroom. She smiled a beautiful smile at him as he sauntered over to the bed and lay down beside her. She almost fell of the bed in shock when he rolled away from her and muttered a terse '‘goodnight."
“Just goodnight?” she asked in a surprised voice. “What’s wrong with you, Vegeta?”
“Nothing,” he muttered. “I’m just tired.”
“Wow,” she mumbled. “That must’ve been some sparring match.”
“Go to sleep, Woman,” he ordered.
“Come on, Vegeta,” she complained. “What’s your problem?”
“The only problem I have is that I want to go to sleep and you’re keeping me awake.”
Bulma couldn’t believe what was happening. She slid over to him and touched him lightly on the shoulder. “Come on, honey,” she whispered. “I know you’re hurting a little. Why don’t you let me give you a massage?” She leaned over and kissed him lightly behind his ear. “You know I can make you feel better.”
Vegeta felt his control begin to slip at his words. He ground his teeth together as he felt his erection begin to throb painfully. He wanted give in, but he was still upset about what had happened that afternoon. “The only thing you can do to make me feel better is to shut up and go to sleep.”
Bulma moved away from him as if she’d been burned. “Fine you fucking asshole,” she growled. “Your loss.”
Vegeta felt the bed shift as she moved to the edge of her side of the bed and flopped down. He looked down at his pulsing member and closed his eyes tightly. She was right, it certainly was his loss.
***
Out on Kami Island, 18 and Krillin were also preparing to go to bed. 18 was pulling down the covers and Krillin was turning off the light. Once they had climbed into the bed, 18 leaned over and kissed Krillin on the cheek.
“You know,” 18 yawned, “I had a really good time today. I think all of us should get together more often.”
“Whatever you say, dear,” Krillin said sarcastically.
18’s eyebrows shot together at his tone. “Is something wrong?” she asked.
“Oh no,” Krillin ground out. “What could possibly be wrong with me?”
“Are you sure?” she asked. She couldn’t explain it, but she had the strange feeling that something wasn’t quite right.
“I’m sure,” he huffed.
“OK,” 18 said with uncertainty. “Goodnight then.”
“Goodnight dear,” he emphasized the last words with sarcasm.
***
At the same time, Gohan stood in the kitchen of his home, looking out the window. “Gohan,” Videl called from the bedroom, “are you coming to bed?”
“No,” he called back. “I’m not tired.”
“Oh,” she actually sounded a little disappointed. “I’ll see you in the morning then.”
Gohan didn’t even bother to answer her. He walked over to the refrigerator and pulled down a box of heart shaped chocolates from the top. He looked at it for a few minutes before tossing it into the trash with disgust. “Wouldn’t want to be too romantic, now would I?” he mumbled to himself as he snatched open the door and stalked out into the night.
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