Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ or anything affliated. Dragonball Z is owned by Akira Toriyama. Therefore, it is not mine. I own only my own ideas and creativity.

Rating: PG-13; as of now.

Summary: What if Planet Vegetasei was never destroyed, but Goku was still sent on the same mission to destroy Earth? He is found by Gohan and bumps his head, completely forgetting his Saiyan instincts to destroy, and instead learns to love and fight with a pure heart. He meets ChiChi one day. Even though he knows nothing of marriage, he makes a promise to her, but his past comes back to haunt him and threatens to tear them apart.

Pairings: Goku/ChiChi; maybe others later.

Warnings: Some language and sexual referencing. Possible sexual content later.

To The Wolves

By: Lil'SkyPunk

Ch. 1: Reunion

I'm quiet you know.

You make a first impression

– "Collide" Howie Day

"It seems like...you're always angry about something."

She narowed her eyes, fists tightening. Her body was already getting ready to respond to the fight that would progress. "There's a lot to be angry about, when I see you," she retorted spitefully.

Goku blinked, obviously drawn aback by her harsh reply. He made a strange sound at the back of his throat. What had he done? He had just met the girl, and he didn't even know her name! So how could she be mad at him if they had just met? Although there was something familiar about her...But growing up the last few years with the only girl in his life being Bulma, he had come to learn quickly that girls were very strange and often got mad for silly reasons.

The drums began to beat; slowly at first, but with ever growing momentum. Time seemed to stand still yet move so fast at the same time.

"So long as I live, I'll never forgive you," she growled.

Goku continued to stare at her in awe. Pointing to his face, he protested, "I don't understand. We've never met. I think you're mistaking me for somebody else."

"Don't be stupid!" she fired back. "You are Goku, aren't you?"

The drums reached a cresendo; a hush settled over the crowd. The intensity between the two teenagers sizzled like the air in the desert. The anger ChiChi felt towards this man, this man that had made a promise all those years ago, whipped and flared inside the pit of her stomach. Her body readied itself for the first attack as the announcer called the start of the battle. ChiChi rushed in for the attack, the anger welling up and taking physical form as she aimed a kick at Goku's head.

Goku quickly dodged the flurry of punches and kicks. She was fast, yes, but he was faster. They danced across the arena in tandem. ChiChi aimed downwards with dagger-like nails that she had honed specifically for this kind of attack. Left, right, left right...Her hands, so small and thin, had become weapons. If he wasn't careful, he would end up with hamburger meat for a face. Hmm...hamburgers sounded so good right now!

Even thinking about food, Goku noticed when she switched her tactic with a succession of kicks. Goku kicked off and landed on the other side of the arena. "Have I ever met you before?" The small break between them gave him the chance to speak.

She growled and charged again. "You sure do know how to lay on the charm, don't you? Of course we've met before!"

Soon enough she was in front of him attacking furiously. Although her attacks were full of power, she was too blinded by fury to concentrate on landing a hit. Punch, kick, swipe. Punch, kick, swipe. They continued this way for a few more minutes. She drove Goku to one side, then he would dart back around.

They ran the length of the arena facing each other. Who was this? Why was she so angry? Where had they met before?

"If you don't mind, can you tell me what I forgot, so I can remember?" He asked, a pleading tone very evident is his child-like voice. This just seemed to make the girl more angry, as she let out a groan of frustration.

"Have you forgetten the promise you made as well?!" she demanded as she launched herself at him. He quickly dodged her attacks and sprinted backwards before launching himself into the sky. Of course, she was quick to follow into the air.

"Promise?! Did I promise you something?" he asked. Goku racked his brain, filtering between the smells of food coming from the concessions, the reactions to her attacks, and the panic of not being able to remember. Had he hit his head again sometime? No...surely not. He remembered plenty of things like traveling with Bulma, training with Master Roshi and Krillin, climbing Korin tower, and many other adventures.

And why could he not remember her if she so claimed that he had broken a promise to her? Usually he kept his promises. He had always definitely been a boy—now a man—of his word.

"That's right! Let me jog your memory!" And with that she somersaulted and unleashed a rain of kicks. Even in the air, he managed to dodge them, albiet while flailing his arms sporadically.

As they fell, she continued to attack him unrelentingly . They landed a few feet apart, and Goku straightened up. "I know you're angry, but tell me what I promised you. Please?"

What was it about this child-like man that infuriated her endlessly? His innocent expression, the way his dark hair fell into those obsidian eyes, the child-like tenor of his voice that was caught between adolescence and adulthood? She clenched her fists and trembled.

"Are you serious? You really can't remember? Fine, I'll tell you the promise that you broke! You told me that I would be your bride!" Her eyes flashed open, their dark depths shimmering with hurt and anger behind long lashes.

The shock had left him stunned and silent. A muffled sound could be heard coming from his friends in the background. After a few minutes, he closed his mouth and glanced up at the sky, as if searching for answers from Kami...then his dark gaze landed on his friends, Krillin and Yamcha. "Hey, Krillin, what's a bride?"

There was a thud as his two friends and the girl fell backwards due to the shock and disbelief of the question. What? What had he said? "Please, tell me!" he pleaded whiningly.

"A bride?!" the bald warrior exclaimed. "Roughly translated, your life is over!"

Yamcha was the next to interrupt as he recovered from his own fall. "Goku! A bride is a woman who is about to be married." Even between both of their explanations, the spiky-haired warrior was still standing there, mouth agape. Their poor friend...Even though both Krillin and Yamcha had known him since he was a boy, they never realized just how far out of the woods he had come from.

"It's the woman you'll live with for the rest of your life."

Realization slowly dawned on Goku's face as the color drained before he turned back to the mad woman, eyes wide as he pointed at her. "Live together? When I said that, was I conscious?"

She just continued to glare at him and made another frustrated sound, a sound halfway between a growl and a rather unlady-like snort.

"How can I marry someone when I don't even know their name?:

ChiChi smirked at this. She was finally getting somewhere with him. "I don't know what kind of game you're playing, but I'll be glad to tell you my name..." She paused and switched her stance. "...if you beat me."

Goku's face lit up at the challenge. "Ah, perfect. If we're going to be spending the rest of our lives together, it might be a good idea to know what to call you."

"Hmph," she scoffed. "Are you so sure you're going to win? Cause I'm not! At the pace you're fighting, you'd be lucky if you hit me once!" She challenged him.

He switched into his stance, eyes dancing with excitement and determination. Something shifted in his expression. He seemed a bit older, a bit darker while still holding onto that innocence he was so known for. "I can't wait to find out who you are. Are you ready for my attack?"

"Hurry up before I fall asleep!" she dared.

He shifted one leg backwards, angling his body linear to hers. He drew back and punched. The air forced back from his punch rushed against her, wrapping around her body and pushing her. One moment she was flying through the air, the next the breath was knocked out of her as her back lurched when she hit the brick wall bordering the arena and landed on the grass below. There was moment of darkness, but it quickly gave way to fog as she sat up. She grasped her head as pain blossomed at the back of her skull.

"Relax, just give it a second. You'll be alright." The voice broke through the fog. Once the pain had subsided to a dull throb, ChiChi opened her eyes to see Goku crouched in front of her on the stage with that quirky grin of his, knowing he had won. "I'm sorry. That blast was designed to knock you out of the ring, not knock you out." He sounded so sincere, as if caught up in his desire to win, but like he was relunctant to hurt her.

"I don't believe it. You completely knocked me off guard. Incredible. I hardly thought it was possible, but you're even stronger than I remember." She stood up and climbed onto the platform.

"Well, I won. Will you tell me your name now?"

ChiChi frowned, then sighed. It seemed her game was over. He had won after all...

"You're impossible. I'm the Ox King's daughter, ChiChi."

At first, there was silence, then Goku's eyes widened as realization hit home. This same realization seemed to hit his comrades too as they all exclaimed simutaneously. Goku stood staring at the grown woman, comparing her to the pink bikini-clad girl he had saved numerous times in his adventures as a child. Of course, he had grown, but he had hardly noticed the changes he undertook himself.

Goku blinked a few more times before exclaiming. "You're right! It was back when we were children that I said I wanted a bride!"

ChiChi glared at him and retorted, "I remember. I was there."

Goku's eyes lifted skyward again as he sighed. "But I don't think you understand. Back then, I thought bride meant something to eat."

ChiChi's angry expression melted into an exhausted one. She looked down at the marble slabs of the arena, fighting the emotions that battled inside of her. When she looked up at Goku again, tears shimmered and threatened to overflow. "So, the promise you made was a mistake?"

"Sometimes my brain doesn't know what my mouth is saying..." he muttered, arms crossed over his muscular chest as if in deep thought. His obsidian gaze traveled down and met hers as a smile flickered to life on his young features. He moved closer to her, close enough she could feel the heat radiating off his large form. "But, good thing my heart does. Will you marry me?"

A/N: Sorry it took so long. Like two months, yeah? School and everything is finally winding down for this semester so I had some time to work on the story. Well, that's the first full chapter. Yes, it's still basically just a recap of Dragonball and some of the next chapter will be too, but in chapter two is where I will diverge into the original storyline. Please review if you would like me to continue. I would love any feedback, especially if you have any tips that would make it better.