Disclaimer-I don't own Dragonball and don't know what I would do with it if I did.

Whether or not I like it.

Chapter 1: Marriage

This is my first Dragonball fan fiction, but not my first romance genre. I can't seem to get off of it! This could have easily been a Dragonball Z fan fiction, but I like the limited fan base for Dragonball, and thought the story would be best suited to this particular timeline in the series. Anyway, I want to note that this is in the viewpoint of Chi-chi and any help would be much appreciated with details that I may have gotten wrong (I tend to know more about Z than about the original).

I didn't ask for this.

I looked the way a princess should at her wedding; flowing white gown, glowing cheeks, bright eyes, and perfect hair. It was the way any girl dreams of her wedding. I had a timid smile on my face as I walked down the aisle, guided by my father to meet the man I was arranged to marry.

Let me explain, I was promised at a very young age to marry a man named Goku who was a very strong and promising warrior. He is of a race called Sayian, and he possessed the strength of many men twice his size and age. He was just a young child when he agreed to marry me. In that time, I fell into love with a man called Tien, an intelligent warrior who was known for his spiritual strength. I was still very attracted to Tien on the day of my marriage.

When Goku and I exchanged vows, we were bound together. I knew that even if I was in love with Tien, I could not leave Goku because I knew it was wrong in my heart. I knew that in his heart, Goku would stay true to me, even though we barely knew each other.

At the reception, I sat next to Goku at a long, majestic table. He was laughing at something that Krillian, his best friend said. I couldn't help but look at Tien, who was sulking at his table, pushing food around his plate with chop sticks. Goku was looking at me through the corner of his eye, and he placed a hand under the table over mine.

Get off of me.

I was brash; I frowned and pulled my hand away. My face flustered, as did his, and we both went on, I looked at Tien, while he glanced at Bulma and her "new" boyfriend, Yamcha. Everyone knew that he liked her. Well, I didn't love him, why should he feel that way towards me? And why was he so eager to be close to me? The marriage was already ruined by the reception. I hated it.

It was late at night when the reception ended, and I was getting nervous about it. I didn't want to be alone with Goku. Who knows what he would want or what I would want. We walked together to the room of the house that my father took the liberty of buying and went inside. We were both tired, which was understandable. Acting happy and in love in front of people was hard work! Goku sighed and put our suitcases on a vacant chair.

"Hey, you know, I think that I'll have a shower. Is that alright with you?" Goku asked hesitantly. I nodded as he left the room and I was finally at peace all by myself. I don't like to be alone, but I feel better being private and sure rather than insecure and open with someone I don't know. Oh right, and it was our wedding night too. I collapsed onto the bed and started to cry out of frustration, stress, anger, hatred, and fear. This was the beginning of my adulthood and future.

I'm still a kid.

"I'm out of the shower!" Goku exclaimed, looking actually cute in his striped PJ's. I did have to admit that my new husband was attractive, and if he were my type, he may have even beaten Tien in my heart. I giggled, the sleeves were too big for him and he looked like a kid.

"Here, let me help," I said, rolling up his sleeves to his elbows, his muscles inhibiting my efforts. We laughed nervously. I ran into the shower and cleaned up, and then put on my own pajamas, nothing revealing thankfully, but I had nothing like that to wear.

"I'm back!" I said cheerfully, long locks of black hair were sticking to my face. I looked like Goku in my too big pajamas. He was laughing too. Then he looked serious, and it scared me a little, I have to admit.

"Chi-Chi, are you happy?" water was still dripping from his spiked hair, flowing down his temples. I didn't know what to say. His huge black eyes were searching.

"I. I'm sorry," I said, defeated. I really was sorry, but it was never my decision to marry this man. Tear began to flow again, over burning checks. Goku got off of his seat on the bed and timidly put his arms around me. His body engulfed mine. I was too afraid to push him away, so I didn't try. It was kind of tense. But after all, we were in this together, and if we weren't working with each other then we were hopeless. So he hugged me; that's what husbands do. For us, it was a sign that at least now, we were friends.

Thank you for trying, Goku.

That night, he crawled into bed beside me. We didn't talk or touch, but we both lay there for a really long time, facing separate walls, and feeling alone. That was the start of our beautiful marriage.

Chapter one end! Thanks for those who read, and help would be appreciated. I'll see you again (hopefully) in chapter 2!