The organ played deeply as he lay on the bed, dark angry music fearing him to the bone as the chilled rhythms rang through him. He needed to get back to Bulma and his friends as soon as possible, they would be worried about him in the least and he had things to sort out. Sighing he stood up and walked out of the curtains that covered the door way to the cave entrance. Her back was turned and her cape was once again covering all her features as the candle light flickered at its lowest, her fingers moved swiftly along the organs cords in a vamped tune. Coughing slightly he sighed when she failed to give him the attention that he had hoped to get so he could say good bye. With no attention gained he climbed into the boat…a small but hidden face snapping from the organ and to him as her hands slammed onto the keys a loud, ugly and un-tuned sound filled the room.

"So now you leave me…after all that I did and do you choose to leave me!" She walked over to him angrily.

"No I'm not leaving you. I only live upstairs, I can return and you can come see me…But Bulma she will be worried of my safety and health and I must assure them that I am ok. After all hours have passed and no one will have seen light of me and they will be fearful of my whereabouts and I should go and calm they're worried." Her eyes were still narrowed at him.

"There is no need for you to return to them, I shall leave them a note. These tunnels are your home now. You'll be happy down here, me and you. We can share our pains and our hopes again…just like those times before" Goku looked at her and breathed deeply as she walked with sultry swings towards him before a loud scream echoed through the corridors as her small and weak looking hand crashed through the wooden base of the boat. "Now you go rest…the time is in late hours and you have had a long day…Good night my darling Goku, Rest!" She pushed him towards the door and laid him gently upon the bed, tucking the silken blankets up to his chin.

The mist seemed to seep through her house today, a deep darkness unlike any other drifted through her home. The light had vanished along with a lot of her happiness…After his Grandfathers death she had taken Goku into her care, a promise she had given the elderly Gohan on his death bed…She had promised to care for him and now here they were. Goku had been taken from her and not even the police had been able to find him.

"Bulma! Bulma dearest where are you?" Bulma turned to see her mother running towards her with a sheet of grubby and shredded paper in her hands. "Dear maybe you should read this." Bulma stood from her despaired position on the floor and took the paper from her mother. The seal was scruffy with the mark of the theatre that had once been here.

Dearest Reader,

Often I hear the noises of your searches, your calls for the one that I have taken. Believe me now when I say he is safe and that he shall stay that way…Our darling Goku shall be staying in my company and asks that you do not worry for him. He is safe and fed and I advise that you cut you're searched or else action will be taken.

Yours faithfully

Phantom

"What the hell is this? First they take him and now they mock me! Is it not enough that I have to worry and ponder? Search the grounds! Search it all I want Goku found and bought to me!" Bulma's mother nodded fearfully and ran to find the others…

The bed was extremely comfortable and surprisingly the food was the best he had tasted in his life. She was sat at the end of his bed; she seemed like she was smiling…it was hard to tell with that mask on her face. Yawning he looked over at her, he missed his room…he missed Bulma and all his friends but he knew, now that he was here…That if he left, he would also miss his captor.

Sure the fact that he himself had become captured did make him rather angry at not only her but himself. She asked him questions and spoke to him of his past and yet his questions of her were never answered, she remained a secret to him. Still she was nice, she had a temper to boot but she was nice. She cared deeply for him, very deeply…sometimes in a motherly way but mostly in a loving way. She was kind, extremely kind and yet from what he saw she never went out in the open…she spent her life down in these tunnels.

Lying still he watched her as she caressed his hair, Sighing he closed his eyes and allowed a small smile to grace his lips. Opening them he watched as her eyes darted around his face, her left hand gently stroking his cheek with a delicate touch and her right still moving graciously through his hair. As her eyes darted he watched her face fall closer to his, both her hands keeping to their jobs as he stared curiously at her now touching face, their lips millimetres apart.

Their eyes stayed in contact with the others, faces emotionless and eyes unblinking as they stared at the other. Her hands stopped moving and slid onto his cheeks, holding his face…before his eyes slammed shut, mouth on hers in a passionate bond. Unshocked and accepting Goku pulled her towards him, holding her waist as she kissed him with delicate love, his lips following hers as they held each other close. Many thoughts crossed his mind, questions and even some answers and yet, he pulled her closer and closer to him…wanting more and more from her and her mysteriousness.

Smiling both pulled away, her long black hair falling down the sides of her face and onto his…the soft strands gently tickling his skin. Her eyes seemed filled with an accomplishment of long tasks. Laughing through a sigh and a smile he blushed. Maybe staying down here wouldn't be as bad as he thought it would. But he did miss home and he really did want to know who she was. Standing she walked towards the door, Goku's mind racing with things to ask and say to her as she waltzed happily out of the room.

"Hey umm wait!" He watched her stop and turn around. "Please sit with me, there are some things I want to ask you" She sighed, once again he was going to ask about her identity and each time, oh each time she would get closer and closer to just giving into the pleading eyes and sweet smile. She walked back over and sat upon the end of his bed, her feet moved into position in ready for her exit. "So how come there is all these Canals down here? I mean I've never seen any coming out from under the building and I don't think any one even knows they're here."

"When this building was a theatre these canals proved as a form of entrance. There are many tunnels and paths ways built up into a sort of maze. Some of the tunnels are for cargo and equipment deliveries; others are for guest entrance whereas some just lead no where. It was a bit of a publicity gag at the time, only those rowing the boats knew the way around and well it attracted people who liked the idea of getting lost. When the theatre burnt down the entrances were bricked up to stop the fire from getting through those doors and into the streets."

"How long have you been living down here?" She sighed, she knew at some pint he would get her life involved in this.

"A long time!" She stood and went to leave.

"Wait! Please tell me…after all I have got to stay here and well I would like to know who it is that…well who it is that… I'm falling in love with." She stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him…her eyes bright but dangerous with warning. "Look why don't we have a question and answer talk. I'll ask you a question, which you'll answer and in return you can ask me anything you want." Sighing she considered what he just said and gave in with a nod…there were things she wanted to ask him and well it would be nice to actually know someone. He smiled widely. She sat back on the bed, her legs folder around her as she let her dress spill around her.

"Do you enjoy your life up there…with them?" Goku smiled and looked at her serious eyes.

"For the most yes I suppose I do. I like being with my friends but I'm not so sure about the party's and enforced dates Bulma Sets" He sat up and looked at her. "So what's your name?"

"My name is Chichi….Chichi Myo" With wide eyes Goku looked at her, recognising the name but putting the question to be asked later. "Do you not want to marry someone?"

"Well yes someday I would like to marry someone I love. Have children maybe and well start a life again. But well Bulma insists that I marry someone deserving and of suitable calibre. So I'm afraid I don't get much choice in the matter of who I marry" His eyes fell sad as Chichi looked at him "So back to earlier…How long have you been down here?"

"As long as you've lived here at the theatre house" Goku looked at her saddened eyes with pity and awaited his question. "Why is she so picky as to who you marry?" He laughed

"Well she wants me to find someone who is pretty and rich…with connections and well someone who won't allow me to live like I did as a child. So why do you live down here?"

"I never knew my father…he went missing when my mother was still pregnant with me and well when I was six she died of illness and exhaustion. I had no where to go and with my mother dead I would surely end up in the work house. I had heard stories of workhouses and so after my mothers funeral I fled and that's when I stumbled upon the entrance to these tunnels. I've lived here ever since. Do you want to live the life you had as a child?" Goku's eyes fell distant and sad, clouded as the memories of a life long lost returned to him.

"Very much so….I lived in the forests on the sides of Mt. Pazou. I was found abandoned, my grandfather he took me in and raised me. He taught me how to farm and fish, how to make and fix things and how to fight…I was a great fighter. The mountain was covered in beauty…lakes, waterfalls, canyons and beautiful plant life and well I was never happier when I was there. Grandpa was my whole world, he was all I had. But age catches up with you I suppose and I'll admit that he was never exactly young. When I was seven he fell ill, it wasn't a miasma but still day by day he worsened…it was a bodily malfunction, I'm not a man of medicine but I think something mutated or went wrong. It didn't take long for him to pass away, I sat with him and Bulma was there with her family too. She had promised Grandpa that she would look after me and that's how I ended up here. But I've always wished I could go back to my beautiful life in the mountains, separated from the rest of the world, care-free and happy." He sighed and looked over at Chichi, whose hand rested comfortingly upon his. Leaning over he once again took her lips into his, holding her soft hair as his tongue danced with hers, she sighed and he moved closer, pressing her so close her soft breasts were crushed against his hardened chest. Both moaned before Chichi abruptly and much to Goku's disappointment pulled away.

"I should leave you to sleep now" Standing up he watched her leave the room. Sighing he sank into the suffocating soft mattress and duvets, pulling them to his chin the way she usually did and floating into sleep. Through the curtains she watched blushing, she had been right to take him from them…he was obviously unhappy and now well now he had fallen for her the way she had fallen for him all those years back. Maybe there was a chance that they could be happy together outside her fantasies after all.

TBC

Hehehe well that took a while longer than I wanted. I really didn't know where to take this chapter but then it came to me hehe hope you like it. Please R & R as usually…thank you very much D