"Here ya, go" The bartender said as he put the drink down at the table before the wild haired Saiyan. The short glass filled with brown liquor was surrounded by empty glasses and burnt cigarette butts. The Saiyan grabbed the glass and took a hearty sip before slamming it on the table in front of him.
"Easy there, Kakarot. If you break my table again, I'll have to kick you out for the night. The boss was pissed after I let you off last time."
Rolling his eyes, Kakarot reached in his armor for another cigarette. He placed the butt lightly in his mouth, and it delicately hung on his lips. These Earthlings were so uptight and nervous all the time, they took the fun out of everything. But, he was grateful for the lack of attention this planet had. Kakarot needed to lay low and figure out his next move, and hiding out on a planet full of weaklings was the perfect place to do so.
He glared up at his acquaintance and responded, "Now, what's the fun in that, Yamcha."
"I'm serious, Kakarot. I can't lose this job."
"Yah, yah fine. Just make sure the drinks don't stop, and maybe I'll try not to break your table."
Yamcha rolled his eyes and walked away, revealing a stunning beauty behind him who sat at the bar. Well, she's new Kakarot thought.
Her long black hair was shiny and had a slight wave to it as it rested on the small of her back. Although Kakarot could only see her profile, he knew she was leagues above most of the women in this joint. Damn, she was something else he noted as he leaned back against the plush booth behind him. Briefly, he turned away to finally light his cigarette. Looking up again as he exhaled a cloud of smoke from his body, the woman at the bar made eye contact with him and it took a brief moment before she smirked back at him, her eyes sparkling in flirtation.
Most people would turn away out of embarrassment or from being uncomfortable, but Kakarot intensified his look, refusing to be the first one to look away. Finally, she turned away but Kakarot kept his stare, examining her features. She wore tight, ripped black pants and from what he could tell, some sort of armor, leather jacket placed lightly over her shoulders. She turned again, and caught his gaze once more. He kept his eye contact with her bright, brown eyes, blowing out another cloud of smoke. Kakarot was just about to beckon her over when a voice slurred to his right.
"Ka-Kakarot, you got any spar-re chain for me."
"Roshi, you're drunk. Get out of my face." Kakarot waved off the drunk old man and Roshi laughed as he stumbled back to the tables behind Kakarot. Sighing in annoyance, Goku turned back in his booth and was surprised by the new visitor sitting next to him.
"You looked like you could use a friend." She smirked and Kakarot chuckled before answering.
"What makes you think I need a friend."
"So the long, smoldering looks you were giving me earlier, what was that then?" She teased and Kakarot couldn't help but slightly smile as he admitted she had a point.
Putting down his cigarette to reach for his drink, he took a long sip, needing the liquid courage now more than ever. Unlike his other conquests in his past, who were dumb and easy, the woman in front of him had a fire about her that made him want to figure her out more, as well as take her home. He had to play this right if he'd be accomplishing that goal tonight. After finishing his sip, he turned back and answered.
"Well, you've got a point. I guess I am looking for a bit of company tonight."
She smiled and leaned closer to him before requesting, "Can I snag one of your cigarettes. I've been dying for one all night."
Turning to his armour, Kakarot pulled out a cigarette and handed it to her. She put the butt in her mouth and said flirtatiously.
"Mind giving me a light?"
Kakarot grabbed his lighter as she moved closer and he lit the front of the cigarette. Smiling, she inhaled and then exhaled the smoke lightly in his face. All Kakarot could think was that she was insanely attractive. Not just physically, but her personality and forwardness really did something to him.
Putting his arm over the top of the booth to lean closer to her, Kakarot asked, "So, what brings you into a dive like this."
"I could ask you the same thing, Saiyan."
Surprised, Kakarot frowned, "How'd you know I was a Saiyan?"
"Please, it's so obvious. You might have been able to fool everyone else here but I've been around. Although the lack of tail does make it a little harder to tell." She lightly tapped her cigarette on the ash holder in front of them and asked "How'd you lose it anyway?"
Trying not to discuss a rather painful memory, especially right now, Kakarot quickly changed subjects.
"What are you drinking? I need another."
"Bourbon, neat." She replied and Kakarot waved Yamcha over for another round.
"Two bourbons."
Yamcha nodded and Kakarot turned his attention back on the mystery woman in front of him. She was searching around the bar a bit anxiously so Kakarot took this opportunity to study her a little better without acting like a creep, which he would have been if he did so earlier. She wore light eye makeup, which accentuated her features. Under her jacket, she also wore a tight, burnt orange shell that really displayed her chest. Kakarot didn't mind gazing at her chest before she could notice that he was staring too long. As she turned back to face him, Kakarot quickly glanced up and she smiled.
"So, what are you doing at a place like this then?"
Kakarot waved a finger with a grin, "I asked that first."
Rolling her eyes, she moved in closer to Kakarot in the booth as Yamcha sat down their drinks. Leaning over him, her lips dangerously close to Kakarot's, she grabbed her glass and sipped before leaning back.
"Just here to have some fun. How about you?"
Kakarot could respond that he was currently on the run from the rest of his team. He could tell her that he's been coming to this bar for the last month and was bored out of his mind. He would even tell her that he feels like he is adrift and has no direction in his life and doesn't know what to do with it at the moment, but that would be too much to tell a stranger. Even if she made him feel like he could tell her those things. Grunting, Kakarot grabbed his drink and chugged it. After finishing, he then slammed the glass on the table and a distant groan from Yamcha could be heard behind them. He needed that drink to get those weak, pointless thoughts out of his head.
"Yah, something like that."
He could tell that she was studying him and he didn't mind. Hopefully, she liked what she saw as well.
The door opening caught both of their attention, and Kakarot glanced up to see two space cops walking over to the bartender.
"Shit." The woman cursed next to him.
"Wait, wha-?" Kakarot tried to ask but his question was interrupted by her urgent lips on his. Initially, he was taken off guard and his body froze. But, as she moved close to him and bent her head to cover them with her hair, Kakarot took the lead and eagerly wrapped an arm around her, deepening the kiss. He then ran his hand up and grabbed a fistful of hair, smiling a little against her lips. The kiss intensified and she lightly moaned against his lips, and it took everything in his power not to run to a bathroom stall and take her right then and there.
Abruptly, she broke the kiss and peered over his shoulder, noticing the cops as they went towards the back to the bathroom stalls. Leaning back, she smiled and placed a hand on his chest.
"Well, that's my cue to leave. This has been...very fun." She blushed slightly and slid carefully out of the booth.
Confused, Kakarot reached up and lightly grabbed her waist, "Wait, where are you going? We were in the middle of something he-."
SLAM
Suddenly, Kakarot found his cheek forced hard against the table, and his arm pulled painfully behind his back.
"Listen, you're lucky that I like you, or we'd be having a much different discussion. But next time you touch me like that, I won't be as nice. Got it?"
He must be crazy or maybe it was the booze, but this was insanely attractive to him.
"Can I at least get your name?" Kakarot mumbled against the table.
She surveyed the bar before letting his arm go. Grabbing a fistful of his wild hair, she brought Kakarot's face off the table. She then leaned down to whisper in his ear.
"It's Chi-Chi, but call me Chi."
"Kakarot." Kakarot replied painfully, his cheek still throbbing from his face slamming on the table.
A small peck on his cheek relieved Kakarot momentarily of the pain and then he was released from her hold, his face landing hard on the table again. Lifting his head with a groan, he saw the shocked bar patrons staring at him. Kakarot rubbed his cheek and cursed under his breath, angry that he had his guard down so much that someone was able to get the jump on him. Suddenly, the cops came bursting out of the back, running outside and screaming to each other.
"She's getting away, move!"
Sirens and lights flickered against the windows of the bars and after a brief moment of silence, everyone eventually got back to their business. Kakarot was very confused about what just transpired but moreover, he was curious at who Chi was and why she was wanted by the space cops.
Deciding he should probably get some air, and needing to calm down from the anger welling up in his chest from his embarrassment, Kakarot walked out front and dug into his armor for more cigarettes.
"Are they gone?" A voice called out from above him. Looking up, Kakarot found Chi standing on the roof.
Grunting, he replied, "Yah but how'd you avoid them? They seemed to be hot on your trail for a moment there."
Jumping down, Chi landed and stood up. She casually shrugged and continued, "Eh, I've been at this for a long time. They were rookies."
Kakarot couldn't help but smile and he took another hit of his girl was different than any woman he's met before.
Chi walked over the hoverbike rack and pulled out bike. She hopped on and flipped her hair, gazing at the road in front of her. Kakarot nodded towards the bike.
"Nice ride." Chi turned back to him and replied.
"Thanks, it's not mine."
Again, Kakarot couldn't contain his chuckle and she smiled back with bright eyes before saying, "Put some ice on that cheek. Would be a shame to have a gorgeous face like yours bruise."
"Thanks for the concern, but I've been through worse."
This time, she scoffed and started the engine.
"I'll see you around, Kakarot. Don't miss me too much." She winked before revving the engine and jetting off, leaving him alone outside the bar in silence.
Kakarot was still a little pissed and annoyed that he wasn't bringing her back to his place tonight, but he couldn't deny that he didn't mind the view of her leaving. She looked good on that bike, and it only made her even more attractive to Kakarot. He will have to keep his eye out for her for now on. They had unfinished business.
Moments later, the door opened, Yamcha walked out and whistled.
"Dude, what a night huh?" Yamcha said and Kakarot grunted. "Those cops really wanted to find that girl you were sitting with. They asked the bartender if they knew of her, which he didn't until she made a break for it. Apparently, she's an infamous arms dealer. Wanted by the Galactic Space Patrol for a bunch of crimes. I didn't even know space cops existed so she have done something to get that attention. Especially since she's from here."
An Earthling who's an arms dealer huh? Wait! Kakarot thought. Tensing, Kakarot quickly went to his armour to look for the map he kept in the same spot at all times to see if it was still there. Feeling his empty pocket, he growled. His hunch was right, she stole it from him.
Shit, she was good. Kakarot thought. She must have been scouting out people to take advantage of all night, and Kakarot was her latest victim. Now he has even more of a reason to find her, and he might not be so welcoming the next time he sees her. Kakarot needed that map, his life depended on it, so not getting it back as not an option. Little did Chi know, he was pretty good at tracking people down, especially someone who has something he wants.
Thinking about the exciting proposition ahead, Kakarot thought to himself.
I'll definitely be seeing you again, Chi-Chi.