Lives intertwined

Two years and two months ago

Chichi sat with her arms crossed in front of Bulma and pouted like a little kid. The elder woman was giving her the hardest time one could imagine. As if it wasn't enough that her world had been torn into two four months ago, no! Now she even was forced to support the guy who was responsible for her shattered world. Yes she always wanted to support him but that was before she had started to hate him. So she obviously didn't want to support him anymore as he was a sick lecher in her eyes! Unfortunately for her, Bulma didn't care at all.

"Honestly, what is wrong with you?!" the blue haired woman yelled at the girl. "For seven years you haven't stopped talking about him! It was always 'Goku here, Goku there' and now you tell me you don't want to associate with him? Who the heck pooped into your brain?!"

Chichi stayed silent at the insult. She once had tried to explain Bulma what was angering her but as she had said that his thing had reacted to her at that time Bulma just had started to laugh out loud, telling Chichi she should be damn proud of herself that the well known cutie was actually reacting to someone like her! Chichi knew she was being made fun of, so she stopped talking about this one particular incident on the raceway of her university four months ago. She hadn't seen Goku ever since.

"Vegeta invited us, so we're going with them. Is that clear?" Bulma hissed as she slammed two tickets on the table before her, looking at Chichi with narrowed eyes. Said one stared at the little papers for a long time. She wanted to hide herself under her blanket as Bulma's stare burned her. She knew there was no turning back now, not when Bulma had made up her mind. And although Chichi could be quite stubborn herself, she always submitted to the blue haired. Only god knew why...

Mumbling something Chichi slammed her hands on the table as she stood up forcefully. With angry eyes she looked at her best friend – who was looking at her equally evil – and breathed out audibly. "Don't demand some stupid cheering from me, got that? I don't want to wish him luck, I don't want to talk to him. I don't want to be in the same room with him or socialize with him. Is that clear?"

Cold blue eyes met deep black ones. Nothing was said for a few seconds before Bulma pressed out "Fine." through clenched teeth.

With that Chichi snatched one ticket and stomped out of the house without another word, totally ignoring her fluttering heart as it was trying to feel happiness. But Chichi's temper held it down successfully. She was not going to enjoy this trip, probably. But it couldn't be that bad ignoring a guy who practically was busy all the time although she would be travelling with him. Maybe there still was hope for some excitement without Goku nearby. Visiting the Olympic Games wasn't after all something you would do normally.

xXx

"It would have been too good to be true." Chichi mumbled to herself as she tried to press her little figure into the corner of her seat and away from the person right beside her. Unsuccessfully.

Bulma's chirping could be heard through the whole airplane called "Nimbus". Mr. Sai's very private Jet! How he could afford something like this? Well, as he actually was the son of a very rich family, he had money. And apparently he had quite a lot. That probably too was the reason for him being able to financially support Mr. Son completely.

Chichi growled once again. Only two days ago that blue haired liar had promised her she wouldn't have to deal with him much and now she was sitting right beside him! For about twelve hours!

Huffing Chichi looked out to the tiny window. Obviously everything else became quite unimportant once Mr. Sai was near Bulma. Even her friends...

"It's nice of you to come, too." The voice beside her gently said.

"Yeah, whatever..." Chichi mumbled unfriendly as she still gazed out of the window. As a magazine suddenly hit her head quite painfully she switched her eyes to the other woman in the Jet who had thrown the paper.

"Behave!" Bulma mouthed with her lips and Chichi held in a growl as she practically ripped the magazine in two. Forcing a smile she looked up and to the frowning face of Goku.

"I'm very thankful for the invitation." She half-lied and received a rather breathtaking smile in return. Yet as her temper still had control of her, she wasn't able to enjoy it.

"I hope you're going to enjoy the Games. Even though the marathon-section isn't that popular." He added with an apologetic smile, hoping to be able to soften her distant behavior and concentrating on not thinking about her leg brushing his all the time. For the last four months he had felt himself being drawn towards the verge of his patience. He couldn't stop thinking about her although he only had seen her once. Today was their second meeting. If she would touch him after all this time he wouldn't know what to do.

"It is quite interesting for me.", her voice actually turned softer. "I'm a marathon runner as well, don't forget that." She truthfully stated before she turned away from him again, leaning her head into her palm. He sighed in his mind. She was giving him the cold shoulder. He cursed himself as he watched with a small smile the other two associating with each other.

It was obvious how much Vegeta wanted Bulma. And the way Bulma reacted; it wasn't hard to guess that she felt exactly the same thing. Goku once again glanced towards the silent black haired woman beside him. Well, not everybody had the luck like Vegeta had...Closing his eyes he tried to ignore the radiating warmth of the person beside him until he fell into a restless and light slumber in only minutes.

Chichi continued mouthing in her mind as she watched the clouds passing by. The sun was every now and then shining brightly beside her before another cloud hid her again. Somehow it was refreshing looking out of the window; she couldn't even tell how long she was just eying everything in quiet satisfaction. It even was quite fascinating as the outer temperature dropped to -55°C and she watched in awe how little snow-crystals glued themselves against the glass. She almost forgot where she was and with whom until she turned around with an adorable smile, saying: "Look at that, there are snowflakes on the-"

Goku's head had dropped to the side, only mere inches away from her very shoulder! Choking back her last word she couldn't decide if she should be disgusted, shocked, embarrassed or still fascinated. His breath came out of his slightly opened mouth evenly while his rather long eyelashes lay comfortably on his cheeks. He looked awfully relaxed although his position probably was going to give him a real back ache afterwards. Chichi hadn't even noticed that he had gone to sleep as she was too occupied in not paying attention to him. Looking over at Bulma and Vegeta she shockingly saw that the both of them were asleep as well, although their lying position was even worse than Goku's.

What had they done? Had they wanted to knot a pretzel with their bodies? One of Bulma's long legs lay across his thighs while her head leaned on his shoulder. Meanwhile Vegeta's arm hugged her close, his head lay on her head and one of his legs hooked behind Bulma's other leg. It looked...very strange.

Turning her attention once again towards the rather handsome man beside her Chichi huffed as she felt a sudden tingle inside of her stomach. Oh yeah right! As if she would allow her hormones to go crazy right now!

"I'm so not going to feel attracted to him ever again..." she hissed to herself in a mere whisper before Goku groaned a little and shifted his body until his head suddenly landed on her shoulder. And lay there.

Chichi wanted to hop up in surprise but stopped herself from doing so. She just looked at the ceiling and whimpered at the, oh, so typical scene she was in! Was somebody writing a novel here? Why in the world was this happening at all?!

His breathing tickled her neck and she felt her face getting hot. Her heart was somehow overjoyed at him leaning against her, but her mind constantly tried to remind her that she had to be cautious! But on the other hand, he had been her everything for seven freaking years! It wasn't really easy to absolutely disgust him in a simple blink of an eye just because he had felt aroused by her.

She breathed in deeply to calm herself down again. Either way he was going to turn around on his own or she would have to use some serious force here! Closing her eyes as she already had reached her limit she raised her fist in order to knock it over his head.

"Is there anything I can do for you, miss?" the professional smile of the private stewardess greeted her just before she was able to punch the athlete beside her.

"Getting him off of me would be a nice start!" Chichi snapped as she felt his weight getting heavier and heavier. The stewardess only chuckled softly as she grabbed Goku gently and put him into another sitting position. It was a wonder he wasn't waking up! Chichi breathed out as he was finally gone from her.

"I'm sorry for his behavior." The stewardess said as if she just exactly knew what she was talking about. "He can get rather heavy after some time, right?"

Chichi blinked a few times. How did she know that? Was it her shoulder he had leaned on whenever he could have done so? Or had they done more than just plain and simple snuggling? The feeling of his body on her back, his breathing beside her ear and the sensation of his arousal suddenly came crushing down on Chichi's mind like a rock. Why was she remembering this now?! She slapped her cheeks, totally forgetting that she was observed by another.

"Anything else I can do for you, miss? Some water?" the woman in her dress still smiled at Chichi with her perfect grin and took her out of her trance. Although a sudden jealousy overcame the black haired woman as she compared her sloppy dressing style with the uniform of the blond haired, she obediently nodded slowly.

"Right away." The tall woman excused herself and with petit little steps went away from Chichi only to appear again, handing her a glass of water with a smile. Returning to her own seat she professionally let the rest of them sleep after checking on them with a simple glance.

Chichi checked her watch, sipped on her water and sighed. Five hours over, seven more to go. How was she going to survive this?

xXx

Goku's back and head were killing him. The moment he had awoken in the seat of the plane he knew that he was in need of a serious massage! And something to eat. His stomach had been growling constantly and the stewardess appeared right away with a little lunch to ease his hunger.

"Thanks Sara." He smiled relieved. "That's just what I need."

"I know." The elder woman patted his shoulder friendly although her hand lay longer than needed on his body. Goku sighed inwardly as he felt the affection Sara was trying to show him. He knew he had made a mistake one month ago when he had let her near him, but because someone had been ghosting around his head constantly he was at a loss and didn't know what to do anymore! Sara trying to help him out wasn't something he enjoyed remembering...

And he didn't want to participate in something like "sex out of sympathy" ever again. Not that he actually had slept with Sara...but the way her hand had circled around his manhood was still rather present in his head. But before she had been able to lower her head that time he had excused himself nervously and had vanished in the small toilet of the plane finishing his business himself. Ever since then he tried to keep a certain distance from females who were following him eagerly.

Using other women to ease his pains wasn't really in his nature. Mostly. He loved imagining the one more than he could describe. Although the one had only stepped into his live four months ago. He never had felt anything similar before in his life. He didn't know how to handle himself.

Biting into his sandwich he breathed in and suddenly smelled the unique aroma of jasmine.

His eyes glanced towards Chichi who slept peacefully beside him, her black hair framing her pale face while her tongue sensually licked her lips one time before she mumbled something and smiled adorably. Goku almost choked on his meal as the familiar feeling of an arousal greeted him once again. Looking down at his trousers he closed his eyes and counted to twenty in order to calm himself down.

His heart was beating double as fast and he wasn't so sure anymore if he really enjoyed having Chichi on this trip or not. Hopefully he was able to keep his concentration on the road when running his marathon!

xXx

"This is heaven!" Bulma giggled as she let herself fall back onto the big wide bed of the hotel room. Chichi rubbed her eyes and hummed an unmotivated yes as an answer. Her friend was too girly for her age and Chichi was not in the mood to participate. She just wanted to lie down and sleep, this Jetlag was practically killing her. They had gone in the morning and now they had landed in the morning. And although she had slept for about three hours, she wasn't nearly as fit as she wanted to be.

"Keep your voice low, I'm tired." She mumbled as she fell down on her own bed, face first.

"Oh, you're such a party pooper, Chi! Honestly, be a little happy here, will you?" Bulma scolded her as she smacked her pillow on Chichi's back. The black haired snorted disapprovingly. "You're twenty years old, not eighty!"

"Yeah, but I'm still a rather tired twenty-year old, god damn it!" Chichi whined as she faced her friend who stood before her, hands on her hips. "And I'm not the one childishly in love with someone..." she added in a whisper and earned another hit with the pillow.

"Yeah, right! You're just the stubborn little girl who's too blind and too bad tempered and who bears a grudge against Goku who had apologized more than once for what has happened!"

"He never said his sorry for pressing his penis against my butt!"

"Well, he does apologize by being nice to you, he's embarrassed for god's sake! How would you behave? Don't be so furious over something as trivial as that!"

"Well, I'm sorry for being angry that my very own personal idol attacked me with a freaking boner, okay?! How would you feel if Vegeta had greeted you with a tent in his trousers when he first had met you?"

"I would be god damn aroused, too!" Bulma shot back and added. "But your virginity screws up your fantasy more than it should!"

"That is not true!"

"You're so thickheaded that you're just thinking about one little accident! Try to get to know him personally, Chichi. Maybe he isn't that bad of a person you think he is. For seven years you got to know him only by reading some stupid magazines. You created his character by reading only! Now you have the chance to really associate with him. I can't believe you're forgetting your devotion for him in such a short amount of time! Just because he felt attracted to you! He's just a simple man as well!"

Well, Bulma had a point there, but Goku had jumped at her and then had grounded his penis against her butt! Attracted? What a joke! She probably could have been anyone! First impression? On a scale from 1 to 10: minus 50! What if he was an even worse pervert in reality?

Had Bulma ever thought how broken Chichi had felt once she had felt him like that? Before she was able to greet him normally by grabbing his hand, he had greeted her with his dick!

"I'm going to take a shower." Chichi announced annoyed before she grabbed her supplies and vanished in the bathroom. She didn't want to deal with Bulma anymore regarding this topic.

Once she had taken off her clothes and stepped under the warm flow of the water she snorted audibly. "Attracted?" Chichi talked to herself. "I have never heard of a man showing his attraction like that!"

He wasn't meeting her in the normal way either, her mind added.

"But even then he didn't have to push himself against me like that! Standing up normally would have been better than arching his back."

Well, he probably had been in some shock too. He looked rather embarrassed that day. Once again her mind commented.

"Who cares if he was embarrassed? So was I!"

Stomping out of the shower she grabbed her towel and hid her naked body behind it before she stomped out of the bath again only to see the hotel room totally empty. Oh yeah, right! How typical for everybody to just leave her without a comment or a note. Very nice! Grounding her teeth Chichi muttered some insults under her breath before she finished dressing and drying her hair. Mumbling to herself all the way.

Half an hour later she was done with everything and still sulking. Here she was, in a foreign land with pretty much history and all alone. Great. Just great. She had said she wanted to have her peace but that wish hadn't included the loss of her so called best friend! And as she was rather furious now, sleeping was not an option to distract her at all!

Opening the door of her room she glanced right and left and saw what she had expected: an empty floor. Narrowing her eyes she looked at the little note she held between her fingers. Vegeta's room was on the third floor while Goku's room was on the first – he was basically on the same floor then all the other athletes who were residing in this hotel. Chichi huffed.

Bulma was probably with Vegeta. If she really was with Vegeta, then Chichi absolutely didn't want to disturb. She somehow could imagine what the both of them were doing right now. As Goku wasn't in need of his personal manager for the time being, Vegeta had some funny free time. Chichi shivered.

No, no disturbing, absolutely not. Feeling the thing of a man was one thing, seeing it another. Chichi wasn't morally ready for the second part, mostly because it would be the manhood of a man she didn't want to see naked. Ever!

So what was she going to do?!

Walking around alone in the city only to possibly get lost because her sense of orientation was really bad? Chichi frowned. Well, it indeed sounded better then sitting in her boring hotel room all by herself. Stuffing her hotel-card into her pocket she closed the door behind her and straightforwardly went towards the lift. She had bought a tour guide back home, so she was absolutely capable of sight seeing without another person on her heels!

Her little book was enough to tell her everything she needed to know!

xXx

She was lost. Absolutely lost. Sitting on a bench in a small park Chichi leaned her face into her palms and watched the doves before her walk up and down. She had been outside for about five hours by now. She had seen anything her little tour guide was suggesting her to look at but now she wanted to go back. She was hungry, frustrated and lonely and her money was completely gone. Sighing she gazed at her watch and noticed with a grimace that she was about to miss dinner with everybody else. Although she luckily could forget about Goku…

Her mobile phone wasn't working in England as she had been to lazy to actually change her SIM card. Now she couldn't even contact Bulma and tell her, where she was. Although she couldn't quite tell where she was anyway.

She felt awfully out of place right now.

She had tried to ask for directions as well, as she luckily knew the name of the hotel – it was standing on her room card – but she had trouble understanding the British accent. So she never could follow their description fully and only ended up getting lost again.

This trip was a disaster! Groaning she leaned her head back and watched the dim sky above her. Her thoughts wandering from right to left. Yet the only thing she could think of was the exact same thing: It was all because of Goku! If he hadn't qualified as magnificently as he did for the Olympics she wouldn't be here!

No correction: If Bulma hadn't talked to Mr. Sai who was the manager of Goku before the Games then she wouldn't be here!

No correction again: If Chichi wouldn't have been the best friend of the person Mr. Sai was wooing eagerly who was the manager of Goku who was by the way a pervert then nothing of this had ever happened!

Yes, it basically was Goku's fault, either way Chichi turned the story.

Looking at the scenery around her again she analyzed the people around her. There were a lot of different nations walking around right now. Well, obviously because of the Games, but she somehow missed the specific faces of her Chinese colleagues. And here you would think her nation would be running around with its camera all the time...

Shaking her head she flipped her hair out of her face and started to walk into any direction. Maybe she would be able to find her way back like a boomerang? Who knew…

About twenty minutes later she still was walking around aimlessly. Sniffling she rubbed a few tears away as she suddenly felt really helpless. How could one person be so stupid and have no sense of direction at all? She knew always exactly where to run to when training but when it came to walk back a random route she was hopeless – even in her hometown. Maybe she should try to install a GPS-chip under her skin? Then someone could find her and bring her back. Rubbing away some more tears Chichi hiccupped silently.

She felt like a little kid.

How in the world should the others find her in this big unknown city?

A warm hand suddenly landed on her shoulder and an extremely exhausted sigh followed the gesture before Chichi turned around startled.

"Thank goodness, I finally found you." A rather out of breath Goku smiled at her. You rarely saw him out of breath…"I've searched everywhere for you, Bulma's running around like a maniac because you just suddenly vanished. We were worried about you."

Her cheeks turned red as she was so absolutely relieved that she saw a face she knew but as it was him she gulped her excitement down, although her sane mind told her to just embrace him thankfully. "I just went out for awhile. I haven't been back because I didn't want to, not because I couldn't tell where to got to!" Chichi tried to defend herself immediately, clearly too embarrassed to tell him she got lost. But she just exactly told him that with her denial.

"Okay." He smiled lightly although he could tell she had been crying. He wanted to brush away her tears but held himself back. He wanted to keep his hand. "Maybe it's best to get back as fast as possible before your friend's trying to demolish the hotel."

And it would be best to get back as fast as possible as he had trouble leaving every fan he had seen behind him. Goodness! There were more people who knew him than he ever imagined! It had taken him two hours to finally find her as he constantly had to sign stupid autographs and such until he finally was fed up with it and just ignored any other person. Chichi was more important!

"Ready for a little run?" he gently tried to brighten up her mood. He knew she probably wasn't happy to have him around her but as she seemed rather shaken right now her temper was…tamed for the time being.

With a light nod she brushed away her last tears.

"You lead the way." She mumbled with a read head before she followed his steps fast, glancing at his back every now and then.

Yeah…it all was Goku's fault…probably.