Chichi screamed as Goku chased her through the shallow waters of the lakes shore, Bulma and the others sat quietly on the edge of the forest watching the two love birds play around with a romantic happiness. They were happy for him, Goku always deserved happiness and love, they were happy that Chichi could help him find that. They would make a beautiful couple in Bulma's opinion, of course she would have to talk to Goku about how to romance her, flowers and dates for example but that could be done after the trip. For now both seemed happy with how they were.

The water was warmer now; Goku's half clothed body holding hers close to him as they floated on the deeper waters of the lake. His long, muscular legs could almost touch the bottom, if he stood on his tip toes but she was a long way off the bottom and it was nice that he had given up his ability to stand so he could help support her. He yawned loudly as he paddled towards the shore. His feet soon pushing him and her so they could stand up, her swimming costume clinging tighter to her skin thanks to the water that now filled the fabric.

Goku lay amongst the soft sand like soil, her small and talented lips kissing his neck with fire, his neck moving to the side to give her better access. She never seemed to stop touching or kissing him, she would get sad or angry if he pulled away or told her not to. She didn't care that his friends were watching and nor did she care if they knew about them. But she did care when she thought they would be with them early in the mornings, he wasn't sure why but something about their dawn meetings was changing him more and more each time. Good and bad, physically and emotionally.

He found he no longer wanted to train or talk with his friends; he just always wanted to be with her. He could never turn her down or say no, she would always get her way with him and yet although he probably should care he didn't. When he did train it was either because she had told him to or he was showing her something. He couldn't summon energy in blasts or practice unless she asked him too. Morning practice with Roshi got him in more and more trouble each day. Every time he would run off to Chichi because she called him, he would be unable to do anything asked of him because his mind it seemed would not allow it.

Yet when he came to Chichi and she asked him to spar with her he could do everything and still he would allow himself to loose to her, his pride nothing too much for her. He didn't know where she came from or barely who she was, he knew the basics but he knew he was falling for her, that he would never be able to leave her at this rate and nor did he really want to.

Each day the feelings got more and the changes got worse, he was moving away from his friends, he was only interested in her. Even in their talks about piccolo he didn't care anymore he would just think about what him and her could and would do together in the future, he had spoken to her about it and she was pleased, she was over the moon, she just said he was falling for her and that she felt exactly the same as he did now. But still he found it strange.

The night was cold as she tossed and turned in her sleeping bag, her mind filled with voices, visions of memories in a time long since passed. Families she had been with, friends she had made. All the times she had failed. Her eyes opened to the sound of light snores and gently rustlings, her fellow campers still asleep and the hours no where close to her meeting with Goku. Sighing she slouched down farther into her sleeping bag, the enclosed fabric restricting her movement and conserving heat. The rain pelted hard against the tent, the sound more worrying than soothing.

She moved herself away from the sides of the tent so as not to risk the fabric leaking. Her hair a tangled mess of ebony and her fingers clutched around her shivering body. She hated being cold, hated the discomfort being too cold or too hot brought. What had happened to the summer's heat that even the night held? Her heavy eyes began to sink when the zip to her tent slowly opened, her eyes flying open and looking over to the now open door. Goku's large eyes shone at her, despite the lack of light. Giggling she signalled him to come in, patting the small area next to her.

"What are you doing Mr, we weren't meant to meet for another few hours?" Goku pushed her closer to the edge of her bag and snuggled in next to her, pulling her small shivering body to his and he gently rubbed the Goosebumps on her skin. She sighed passionately as his soft hands set her cold skin a light, a fire she loved and never wanted to die.

"Well I was cold and couldn't sleep and neither could the other guys so I thought well if I can't sleep maybe Chichi can't. I poked in to have a look. I didn't wake you did I? I was trying to be quiet. I'm sorry if I did." Goku looked down at his fingers as they moved under her pyjama shirt and up to her breasts where he was met with silky soft skin and a loud moan.

"No I was already awake; you're right about it being too cold." She watched him smile and look quickly into her eyes before looking down again. "Do the guys mind you coming to see me?" Goku looked up at her again, his lips coming down on her neck and his hands moving harder on her chest.

"It was Yamcha's idea for us to each come and see you girls. He'll be here in a moment to see Bulma, they just trying to convince Tien he wants to see Lunch." Chichi chuckled; she didn't know why the one eyes warrior was so shy. It was obvious he and lunch liked each other but he just wouldn't seem to take it father than a large crush. She nodded at him and moaned as he assaulted her neck again, both pulling apart quickly as Yamcha opened up the door and stepped in.

His snores were loud and frequent as Chichi awoke to the smell of freshly fallen rain and the sound of morning songbirds. She sighed against her lover's chest, his hands and arms clutched tightly around her body their legs entwined together. They had fallen asleep last night in the warmth of each others bodies, Tien and Krillen had stayed in their tent. Much to Lunch's disappointment. She stroked her hand through his hair gently and leant towards him, her lips meeting his in a passionate lock and a small red glow surrounded his body until she pulled away.

"Morning handsome, did you sleep well?" She rubbed her cheek against his as he stretched and yawned, a mumble that sounded a bit like yes coming from him before he curled back up and closed his eyes again. This was too perfect; he was falling for her faster than expected but after all: the faster the better. She had waited centuries for a man like this to come along.

Every night she was haunted by her pasts, all of them. A piece of her sorrows and failures from each life rolled into one fast rolling, snap shot dream each night. Each lifetime she had failed, each era she had lived she had tried to take over but she never had been able to get past her own continent because the ones she thought capable failed. But Goku would be different.

She had always been a good, happy little girl as a child. Her life as a mortal had been well off and high class. Her father was king of the eastern kingdom and she had been their only child, spoilt with what she wanted but still she remained forever calm and kind. Life seemed to be good until one winter her mother fell dreadfully ill, no one knew what it was she had or how to cure it but they tried everything they could. The disease was new and no one had ever seen it before. Her mother had died quickly but in a lot of pain. Like her father she had been crushed. She hadn't even been allowed to see her mother until right at the very end, just before she passed. Her father had done this to stop his only child from picking up the illness.

The moment her mother passed on her father was never the same again, the once loving and kind man that had raised her with a laughing happiness died along with her mother. He became a tyrant that people learnt about even today in their school history books, he destroyed their home and their kingdom. He hurt many people and soon locked her away from the world so she could not be harmed. She was the only one he ever showed any compassion or love towards, his only daughter.

Soon time went on and the destruction continued, her fathers slowly maddening mind set upon conquering the world. Soon warriors came from all over the world to stop him, none prevailed. Until the year of her seventeenth birthday, her father had been in the castle with her when the elderly wizard attacked. He was more powerful and practiced in his abilities than her father was in his and soon the battle ended with the death of her only family member. She never cared how evil her dad had been, how bad he had been she had still loved him. He was all she had.

The wizard had left her there as she cried at her fathers cold, dead body. His tired and old body soon fell also as she shoved the blade of a spear through his back. With his dying breaths the wizard had cursed her to walk this planet until she could see what it was she had thrown away when she took his life, until she had learnt the lessons the elderly man had thought she had known, the compassion he thought he had seen. She made her vow then to revenge her father and complete his dream, she would take this world and rule it, and she vowed it.

Each time she was killed or defeated she would be re-born again as Chichi, she wouldn't change and her mind would be the same but her body would have to grow again and so she was confined by the boundaries of age each new life time. She watched the world develop and advance, she watched times and knowledge increase and she learnt all she could. Learning all she could each time, she knew humanities, sciences and maths, philosophy and medicine. The arts of all kinds of fighting and meditations, sorcery and magic.

Each life time she had tried to control, fight and win. She would lure men capable of winning to her, when they admitted their everlasting love and loyalty to her, when they promised to stay by her side without the vows of marriage then the spell would be complete and they would rule beside her as her King. But each time, each man had failed. But Goku wouldn't, she could see no man alive on this planet could ever defeat him and for the first time she had fallen for the chosen man herself.

She had been many things, had many families and many battles. She had suffered as many times as she had not and still she never succeeded. She had almost given up on the hope that she ever would. But then she saw him on the television, fighting the battles with such ease and she knew she had to have him. Kami was it a lucky coincidence that he knew her good old friend Bulma. And now here they were together, each kiss they had putting him more and more under her spell. Before finally he would bow down to her, answer her every call and do whatever she said. He was her answer to success and they would be happy together. She would make sure that he would be alive to live by her side for as long as she did.

TBC

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