NOTE: Pretty weird fic, huh? I've been seeing a lot of fanart on Twitter (Or X) of Goku constantly following Makima around to challenge her to fights, almost like a punishment for her. So, I had the idea of a story of the two meeting, but it not devolving into Goku just kicking her ass.
Yes, they're a pairing.
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Chapter 1: How We Met
As long as she could remember, she had always been alone. But that was fine, she never needed anyone. No matter who approached her, no matter how many people tried to hurt her, no matter who wanted to abuse her power, she had always triumphed.
A little girl who could control anything she wanted with very little difficulty, the world always just a mere inch from her fingertips. Nobody could understand the desire to control, to force even the highest of society to bow down to her like a mere dog.
Just a point of her finger and… BANG! Another pet to add to her growing herd of animals.
But there was always something, not someone, stopping her from taking that last step. The step that would separate her from the rest of the people who walk these streets. Any time she was given an assignment she would wonder why she never just turned their brains into a slobbering mess. It's simple…it's easy…it's…
"...Liberating…" She muttered, yellow eyes staring at the blue skies above.
But she can't, because even a devil whose purpose is designed for controlling others can be tied to a leash.
So, what happens to that devil when she meets someone who walks freely upon this Earth. Someone whose spirit cannot be controlled no matter how much she tries.
Could she finally be free?
"Your eyes look funny!"
Makima blinked at the monkey-tailed boy standing on the floating cloud. Out of everything she was expecting to deal with today, this strange creature wasn't one of them. Was he a devil perhaps? A monkey devil?
"Hm…most people fear my eyes." She replied calmly, holding the leashes of her pet dogs. Makima's yellow eyes contained multiple blood red rings. Everyone around her found them unnatural, the only piece of her appearance that reveals her devil nature.
"Really? I think they're funny!" He laughed happily.
"Or maybe he's just an idiot." Makima sighed to herself. She examined the boy's features, his weird spikey hair, the orange GI, red staff tied to his back, monkey tail, and floating cloud. If anything, he looked less like a devil and more like the physical incarnation of Sun Wukong from Journey to the West.
Makima noticed the looks the two were getting from the rest of the people at the park and decided it was best to leave the boy before unnecessary trouble came her way. Not that she wouldn't be able to deal with it, but it would be a damper on this nice day with her pets.
"Hey, why do you have so many dogs?"
"They're my pets."
"All of them?!"
"Yes."
"How can you have so many pets?"
"It's simple when you know how to keep them under control." She stared him in the eyes, still confused by how unfazed he was by her stare.
"I never had any pets, but Master Roshi has a pet turtle! I think…I'm not sure if Turtle counts as a pet or not. I'll ask him next time I see them!" The monkey boy exclaims.
"I see." Makima says before walking away with her dogs. She felt a small bit of irritation by the way the boy followed behind her on his cloud.
"Do you have any food? I'm pretty hungry!" He asks her.
"No." She replies but considers giving him a dog treat in her bag.
"Do you know somewhere that I could get food?"
"There are several restaurants around the city."
"I don't have any money."
"I see." She yanked on the leases, ordering her dogs to move faster as she increased her speed. Makima was hoping that the mysterious boy would get the message that she didn't want to continue talking, but he seemed to keep following her like a lost puppy.
"Huh? Actually…" She stops and turns to look at the boy, who tilts his head at her. "Fine, I'll buy you something to eat."
"Really?!" His eyes lit up just like a puppy.
A creepy smile crept across her face at the implications filling her head. There was always a sense of satisfaction she got out of treating others like pets to control and this boy was proving to be pretty easy.
Just buy the dog some food and he'll take to you like his mother. Simple, enough.
"Never mind." Makima watched the disgusting display of eating(?) happening in front of her. The young devil had found a nice little restaurant to take the boy after dropping her dogs back off at her apartment (government owned). What she assumed to be a simple one meal and done had turned into a nightmarish carnage. Within minutes he had cleared out most of what the restaurant was capable of even producing, several patrons left in disgust, and she was receiving heavy glares from the kitchen staff.
Makima had watched it all happen in silence wondering just how much it would take to pay for the amount of food he just consumed. Well, it wasn't like she couldn't pay for the food since she was using the government's money for her expenses. It was likely she'd get asked about it but the young devil didn't really care at the moment.
She was more fascinated by the potential pet that she'd have to take extreme time to properly train. Such terrible table manners wouldn't be good to have after all.
He finished his next plate, stacking it on top of one of the many piles of plates taking up the table. "Can I get another-"
"I think that's enough." Makima interrupted him.
"Huh? But I can still keep going." He argued, pouting.
"Cute." She thought. "You've emptied out this entire restaurant and I think the staff would like us to leave." Makima pointed at the staff, allowing the boy to notice how every single one of them looked ready to kill him.
"Huh? I wonder what's wrong with them. I thought restaurants like it when people eat their food." He spoke.
"They do."
"Then why are they mad?"
"You ate too much."
"Oh!" He exclaims, clearly not bothered by it. "I think Bulma said that same thing before, but I think it's fine!"
Makima stood from the table, putting her on her black coat with a Scooby-Doo design on the back. She reached into the pocket to pull out her checkbook-
BOOM!
"Hm?" She looked out the window after hearing the loud explosion. She already knew what it was, long used to the destruction caused around the city. "A devil." Makima muttered as she watched the creature make itself known.
Standing on top of a building was a huge devil in the form of a snake, it's venomous eyes peering down on its prey running in terror. The Snake Devil hissed loudly, shaking the buildings, including the restaurant they were in. Makima stood unfazed as the civilians around her were all running for safety.
"What's that?" She looked over to see that the monkey boy didn't look scared at all, in fact he looked a bit excited.
"It's a devil. The Snake Devil apparently." Makima answered, calmly walking towards the exit.
"What's a devil?"
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"Excuse me?" For the first time since her creation, Makima looked genuinely confused. "Do you not know what a devil is?"
"Nope! Is it strong?" He asked.
If she wasn't already certain of the strangeness of this boy, then his behavior here cemented him as an anomaly amongst humans and possibly devils too. Anyone would be scared of devils, even Devil Hunters fear them a bit. But this boy looked anything but scared. "I don't know, a devil's strength can vary depending on what fear it represents."
"A lot of people fear snakes, so there's a chance that it's quite strong." Makima explained.
"Alright, then!" He jumped up from his seat and rushed out of the door. "I'll fight this Snake Devil to see how strong he is!"
"Okay." Makima shrugged, following after the monkey boy. She didn't care too much if he wanted to fight it, but losing a potential pet would suck. The young devil watched as the monkey boy pulled out his pole and slammed it on the ground.
"Power Pole, extend!" He shouted and the pole responded by increasing its length rapidly. Once in the air, he pushed himself off the tip of the pole before grabbing it again. With the flip, the monkey boy brought his pole down onto the snake's head incredibly hard. The devil cried in pain, but clearly wasn't out of the count just yet.
It reared back its head, building up an attack within its mouth. With a mighty hiss, the Snake Devil vomited a large mass of venom at the monkey boy. Luckily for the small monkey, a white chain wrapped itself around his waist and yanked him back down towards Makima. The venom had missed him, but it landed on a large group of civilians, melting them to death.
"Thanks, but I could've handled it!" He smiles at Makima.
"Sure, but it would be best to not risk ending up like them." She pointed at the bystanders who had just melted into a puddle of liquid. Much to her confusion she watched as the boy's expression turned from joy to anger. "Seems he's one of the types who values human lives. I don't really understand why."
"Those people…they had no part in this!" He growled.
Makima shrugged. "Perhaps, but all humans have a part in the creation of devils. Whatever they fear will manifest like that one there. Though, I suppose it is a shame that they couldn't evacuate quickly enough."
The monkey boy saw how the Snake Devil continued to attack people, swallowing them in its mouth or melting them with its venom. His anger continued to grow at the carnage in front of him. "Alright! I'll end this one in this next attack! NIMBUS!" He raced forward, jumping onto his cloud as it reached him.
"End it? How exactly do you plan to do that?" Makima wondered.
"Like this!" He declared, racing towards the snake. The devil saw the monkey boy coming towards him and prepared to unleash another blast of venom. With his pole extended once more, the monkey jabbed his staff at the Snake Devil's mouth, jamming it shut before it could fire.
"G-gurgle!" The Snake Devil cried, choking on its own venom.
"Now's my chance!" The monkey boy cupped his hands at his sides. "KA! ME! HA! ME! HAAAAAAA!"
Makima's eyes widened in surprise at the powerful blue beam that fired from the monkey's hands, obliterating the devil instantly. Such a phenomenon was new to her, none of the devils she was aware of could produce such an attack. Energy concentrated into his palms before being thrusted out into a devastating attack.
The young devil's body shivered in anticipation at controlling such a potential pet. Someone to answer at her every call, for her to play and treasure for as long as she wants.
For once, her anticipation got the better of her as the boy descended back down on his cloud. Pointing a finger at him, she shot a white chain right at his head. But something unexpected had happened.
The monkey boy grabbed the chain before it could pierce his skull, staring at it weirdly. "Huh? Is this the thing you used to save me? I'm not in danger anymore, so why did you shoot it at me?"
"Wh-what…?" Makima was once again stumped by this boy.
"Unless you want to fight?! I'm always up for a spar!" He declared happily as if he hadn't just engaged in battle with a dangerous creature or attacked.
"A-a spar? I just attacked you and you want to have a spar?" Makima questioned, disabling the chain.
The boy scratched the back of his head, smiling like a goof. "Well yeah! A lot of my friends attacked me when I first met them, so it's not a big deal! Hehe!"
"Friends? You think we're friends?"
"Yeah! You're pretty weird, but you fed me and I can feel that you're pretty strong! That means you're a pretty good person!" He laughed.
"Me? Good? I don't think a devil could classify as such. Nor do I have friends." Makima sighed, relaxing her body. As much as she wanted to try again to control the monkey boy, it seems like it wouldn't be easy unless she wanted to end up in a huge fight. Perhaps she should take him up on that spar just to see how strong this potential new pet of hers currently is. "Fine… I suppose we're…friends."
"Awesome! I'm Son Goku!" He jumped off his cloud, holding out his hand to her.
She slowly took his hand to return the handshake. "Makima. It's a pleasure to meet you, Son Goku."
"And soon, once you're under my full control, you'll realize that our relationship is truly much different from being friends."
"You were pretty weird, Mommy."
"Hush, Goten, I'm trying to tell the story of how I met your Father." An older Makima said to her youngest son. The boy's big dark eyes with red swirls stared at her with curiosity, prompting the Devil Hunting Officer to continue. "As I was saying, this strange meeting between us would soon turn into a dangerous battle."
"What kind of battle?"
"A battle between your Father's free spirit and my…controlling one."
Chapter End
NOTE: Not too serious of a fic and won't really contain much of Chainsaw Man canon. This is a story between a much young Makima and Goku, so her personality while similar to her canon counterpart isn't fully set in just yet. If this is a combination of the DB world and CM world or Goku gets sucked into the CM world...you'll have to wait and see.
Goku's fight with that devil was pretty short, but that's the point. The boy is pretty damn strong if you aren't aware.
I like to think Makima really likes American cartoon animals, especially the talking dogs, so she has Scooby-Doo merch.
Have a great day!