-The Girl In Yellow-
A withering marriage brings out the evil in earth's greatest hero. Darkfic. Non-con. Goku/Oc.
So this is my very first DBZ fanfic. I don't expect a lot of people to read or review so this is simply for funsies! I've always loved toying with the idea of having my own little spin on Goku, making him the polar-opposite of what he really is and in this fic it will definitely entertain the idea.
Before anyone likes to point fingers, yes, I am not the greatest of writers and I probably never will be. But I do take a lot of time into each word I write to make sure it doesn't sound… I don't know 'droopy' and too fast paced. So, of course, constructive criticism is always welcome (if anyone actually reads this).
The first chapter is very short, I know, but length shall come, fear not.
Warning: This fanfiction contains mild gore, sex, mild-non-con, alcohol and violence.
Also, as stated in the summary, it is indeed a Darkfic. So while it may seem light in the beginning, it's going to get a hell-of-a-lot darker and twisted.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z.
Chapter 1: The Decision.
Trust.
Trust is like paper. But once it's crumpled, it cant be perfect.
Getting what you want, however, always comes with strings attached.
Unfortunately or Goku, he was stuck in the middle of it all. There were two options floating around in his head. Put his foot down or give into his desires. Both of them just as tempting, but trust was slowly slipping from his conscious mind.
Desire. Lust. Seduction.
He had never felt so pulled, it was gravitational. It drew him in, he could feel it the more he resisted. His mind told him to stop but his whole body ached to follow what captured his interest. Once he took notice, there was no turning back.
It was deep seeded and growing.
Goku felt himself growl, a familiar image flickering through his mind. A smile he couldn't forget lingered the longest. Plump rosy lips and sparkling white teeth, followed by glistening blue orbs that danced with happiness.
He gripped his knees, grasping at the orange fabric angrily. His eyes clenched shut as he tried desperately to focus on the situation at hand. But to no avail, the images fluttered through his mind at a blinding rate, each picture burning its way into his mind, demanding not to be forgotten in painful resistance.
Pale dimpled cheeks and long flowing dark hair.
His fingers twitched and his frown deepened.
No. Thought Goku, gritting his teeth together. I have to make a decision.
And so he did, despite the distraction. He tensed, each time his mind strayed but focused harder at the problem.
His estranged wife, Chi-Chi. Goku grimaced, remembering the shrill of her voice as it reached new heights not two days ago. He remembered the ultimatum. It was ether her and their family, or his new fascination.
The answer should have been obvious, but when Goku hadn't answered on the spot, it only seemed to anger Chi-Chi even more- leaving Goku homeless and having to come up with an answer before the third day was up.
Chi-Chi deserved happiness. Goku told himself that over and over again and it was obvious she wasn't happy with him. It was all his fault, he knew that much. But it wasn't an easy task, especially when earth seemed to be constantly thrown between the balance of good and evil. But there had been no danger in a long time.
Maybe that was the reason why Goku's interests began to wander. He needed the pump, the thrill that left him guessing. But this time there was no enemy waiting to greet him at the start, in its place stood the small figure of a woman. A woman he hadn't even met or spoken to. Perhaps it was his saiyan side worming its way out.
Goku is, after all, the strongest in the universe. With violence came pleasure, but in this case, it was pure desire and want. It was his hidden weakness. Goku always wanted things he couldn't have and he wanted her.
Noah.
The girl in the yellow suit.
What was stopping him from taking her? Goku guessed it had to do with his human upbringing, he knew the lines and when to cross them. But he also had a reputation. What would everyone think if he left Chi-Chi on the off chance that a young woman would accept him as her equal? As his mate?
Another growl rippled through Goku's chest and his head shook wildly.
"Stop it," he hissed to himself, his eyes snapping open to stare at the destroyed meadow around him. His hands released his aching knees only to grip handfuls of dirt in his large hands. He clenched tightly. "I will not leave Chi-Chi."
As soon as the words left his lips, he felt a twinge of regret but shook it off easily. He couldn't leave Chi-Chi. He was a father- a husband and his wife needed him.
He stood easily and bobbed his head in a silent agreement. Levitating his body a few inches of the ground, he took one more quick glance around the broken grounds before flickering off at lightning speed toward his house in the mountains.
Chi-Chi is his only priority. There would be no more fascination with the girl in yellow. It was Goku's mental vow.
Unfortunately for him, things were about to get much more complicated.