A/N: Here's Chapter Five! Woohoo!
Disclaimer: I don't own DB/Z/GT
"Shit!" Chichi yelled while running down the street, a group of men after her. She turned the corner fast, keeping her balance, and jumped over a small gate. She ran through the cemetery, the dark clouds gathering over her head and tripped over a stone. She looked down and saw it was a tombstone, the kind that was flat on the ground. "Damn it," She looked behind her to see the group still hot on her trail. She brought her knees up, jumping up to her feet as fast as possible, and began running again. She felt a shot of pain rush up her left leg, starting at her ankle. "Ah hell."
"GET BACK HERE!" A man yelled, his fist in the air while he shook it furiously. Chichi closed her eyes and ignored the pain, continuing the pace and turning down a street that had nice houses on both sides. She felt a small drop of rain land on her cheek, trailing down and ended at her chin.
"Great, rain," She breathed heavily and looked ahead, noticing someone outside their house, raking up the remainder of what few leaves were left. She ran up to him and her mouth gaped open, "The hell."
"Chichi," Son Goku smiled at her, friendly as he always was.
"You've gotta hide me," Chichi told him, not bothering to ask. She looked around and ran into the garage, squatting down behind a car to hide herself.
"Ey you!" A man from the group chasing her yelled, of course he was yelling at Goku. Oh well, if he got pounded, better him than her, right? "Where's that girl?!"
Goku frowned, keeping a straight face, "What girl?" Obviously Chichi was in trouble, better play along.
"You know damned well what girl we're talking about, we saw her run down this street," The man was growing annoyed, stepping closer to Goku.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Goku told him, looking down at the man as if trying to intimidate him. The man grabbed the collar of Goku's shirt and in one swift movement, Goku grabbed his arm and pulled it behind his back, with only a light snap.
"Shit," The man said, tears forming at the corner of his eyes, "You broke my arm!"
"I don't believe I told you to touch me," Goku growled as he pushed the man forward, making him fall on his knees. The group of men looked at their fallen leader and backed off, taking small steps backwards. The man looked up at Goku, shook his head and stood, turning to run back from where he came. When they were out of sight, Goku turned around and waved for Chichi. She slowly stood and placed her hands on her hips.
"What the hell was that all about?!" She asked.
"Shouldn't that be my question for you?" Goku smiled. Chichi walked to him.
"It's none of your business," She told him, glaring.
"A little gratitude could be shown," Goku told her. When she turned her back to him he frowned, grabbed her arm to turn her back to him. She found struggling would be useless, especially if he could break arms as if it were nothing. She frowned back at him, anger radiating off her body. She had a pocketknife in her pocket… she moved a hand closer to it. Goku stopped her by grabbing her other hand as well, holding both of her wrists in one hand. He pulled her to him and kissed her, long and hard.
She felt his tongue pry into her mouth and closed her eyes, tilting her head back. He drew back and smiled. "That's gratitude enough, I suppose." She raised her hand and smacked him hard, leaving red print on his face. He brought his hand up to touch the stinging.
"No one does that to me, I choose who I kiss and who I don't and I don't recall choosing you."
"Well, I could've just let those guys have you," Goku smiled an innocent smile.
"Asshole," She hissed, "You're good at pretending that you're Mr. Nice Guy, aren't you?"
He laughed a deep, rich laugh, sending chills down her body. She lowered her eyelids.
"I'm glad you're enjoying this," She muttered, "'Cause I'm not."
"So tell me," He paused his laughing to look her in the eyes, "Why were they after you?"
"Hell," Chichi frowned, "Gotta get money somehow, why not take if from a gang getting' their money from drugs anyway? They've got enough to spare, rents due soon."
"You stole from a gang?!" Goku looked at her as if she were the most stupid creature in the world, and she might have been, "You're not invincible you know?! They would've killed you!"
"Yeah, whatever," Chichi shrugged, "They didn't get me, while drag it on?"
"Because if they recognize you again they'll probably kill you," Goku shook his head, annoyed. Chichi just shrugged again and shoved her hands in her pockets. Her ankle was killing her, but she was never one to step down from a fight. A verbal one, anyway. Besides, towards her, Son Goku seemed pretty harmless.
"I'd better get back to my apartment before the manager raises hell," Chichi turned her back to him again.
"I'll take you," Goku said, digging in his pocket for the keys to the family car. Chichi was about to refuse, then didn't see the harm in it. It'd give the gang a chance to cool off, so if they did see her again they might give her a chance to pay them back. She climbed into the passenger seat and gave Goku directions to her apartment building. He pulled up along side it and took the keys out of the ignition, turning back to her and smiling again. She rolled her eyes and climbed out of the car, Goku doing the same.
"Where do you think you're going?" She asked, turning to him to raise her eyebrow.
"To see where you live," Goku said carelessly, "Then I'll give you a ride back to Eighteen's house, unless you'd rather walk. That ankle doesn't look too good." Chichi looked down and realized she was wearing Eighteen's sneakers; her ankle was swollen. She shrugged and walked into the apartment building, Goku close behind.
A/N: Thanks for reading! Please review! There will be a lemon next chapter…I think… haven't written it yet so I dunno. Haha. Thanks!