A Game of Cat and Mouse

Ch.1

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A/N: Mature. Sexual & language content.

Gohan had become quite comfortable with his morning route to Orange Star High as his new superhero persona, the Great Saiyaman. And because of his witty (or unwitty - depending on your point of view) disguise, Gohan no longer needed to rely on Kinto-Un to travel freely throughout the city skies.

More often than not, Gohan would spot a petty crime taking place enroute to school. And today was just another day for the Great Saiyaman. Gohan swooped down in his caped disguise and landed behind the culprit.

"Hey, you!" Gohan masked his voice, "Do you realize what you are doing?"

The man in question turned around as he kept his grip on the arm of a cowering woman.

"Yeah, I know what I'm doin', what the hell are you doin'?" The man retorted.

"I'm about to feed you a little justice! Unhand her!"

"Ooh, I'm shakin'! Who the hell are you, anyway?"

"I am... the Great... Saiyaman!" Gohan struck a few poses.

Baffled and at a loss for words, the man regained his composition. "O-ohh! You're that guy everybody keeps talkin' about! The Great Saiyaman! Yeah, that's right." He then jerked the woman by the arm. "Well, guess what, buddy! I don't give two shits about you and your little magic tricks! This is my business and mine alone! This girl's my bitch and I can do what I want with her, no questions asked. So beat it!"

Gohan frowned. He despised men like the one standing in front of him. "Lay off her. Now." His voice deepened.

"Oh please. When your girlfriend ain't doin' what she supposed to be doin', you lay down a few ground rules. Oh, but you wouldn't know, would you? Considering that ridiculous thing you're wearing, I doubt you ever even touched a girl!" The man snickered.

Gohan cringed. Enough talk. He reached out and grabbed the collar of the man's shirt, allowing the woman to jerk away from his grip to run off. Gohan raised his arm high so that the man's feet were far from touching the ground.

"H-hey! I was just joking! I-I'm sure you've had plenty of girls!" The man stuttered in fear.

Before Gohan flung the man like a rag doll to the other side of the road, nearly missing oncoming cars, he muttered. "You're scum."

As Gohan sat in class, he recollected what had happened that morning.

'That douchebag... I may not have a girlfriend, but at least I have the common decency not to treat my girl that way.' Troubled in his thoughts, he tapped his pencil on the desk. For some reason, the words that man had spewed out of his mouth really ticked him off.

"I doubt you ever even touched a girl!"

'OK, it's true I haven't. But damn it! I don't need to hear that from someone so low.' He continued to tap his pencil. His brows furrowed in frustration.

"..han. Hey Gohan!"

Gohan snapped back into reality. He looked up and could practically see Videl's piercing blue eyes shoot daggers at him.

"Huh?"

"Cut it out! That tapping is freaking annoying."

"O-oh, sorry, Videl. Heh, I didn't realize I was doing that," He sheepishly laughed in embarrassment.

Videl rolled her eyes. She looked over at Gohan again and noticed he had gone off into his own world.

'Something's up.' She thought. 'He was late for school and has had that awful scowl on his face all day. Not to mention he's hardly paying attention to anyone who tries to speak to him.'

As if Erasa could read her mind, she tapped the half-Saiyan's shoulder. "Hey, Gohan. Are you OK? You seem a little upset today."

A bit startled from her touch, Gohan jumped in his chair. "U-uh, yeah! I'm fine!"

'Definitely suspicious.' Videl thought.

BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BE-

The blue-eyes girl glanced at her watch and pressed the communication switch. "Yes, chief, what is it?"

"V-Videl! It's terrible! There's a man with some kind of flamethrower wreaking havoc on the city! He's trying to burn every building and car in sight! He's carrying a gun too... Neither of us can fight back – and that includes the fire department! Help!"

"I'll be right there." She shot up from her seat and bolted for the door. "Mayibeexcusedthankyou!" She sped off.

"Er- yes, of course," the teacher muttered.

Gohan shot his hand up in the air. "Excuse me! I need to use the bathroom!"

"Er, I don't know, Gohan. You use this excuse an awful lot. Are you sure you're-"

Before the teacher finished his sentence, he bolted out of his seat. "I'll be right back. Thanks!"

Gohan rushed to the roof of the school. He activated his disguise and flew off towards the smoke filled sky.

"Oh man. This does not look good." He said to himself as he scouted the area. Smoke engulfed every crevice within the city. Several buildings were in flames if not already burnt to ashes. Firefighters scattered all over the area trying to contain the flames in the burning buildings.

Gohan looked harder. "This arsonist has got to be nearby. Where is he?" He kept searching. "Damn it! All this commotion is making it difficult to track this whacko! I better put the fires out first."

With that, he collected his Ki in his hands and created a source of wind energy. He shot it down the main streets of Satan City. The powerful wind was strong enough to blow out most if not all of the fires.

"Alright, now where is this guy?" He spotted a lone flame moving around between two buildings. "Found him!" At that, he swooped down.

His was suddenly cut off by a yellow jetflyer, which landed exactly where he had planned to land himself. The hatch opened and Videl stepped out.

She pointed at the culprit. "Hey, you! Stop!"

"Ahh! What is she doing, she's gonna get burned alive!" Gohan freaked out.

The man stopped and turned his attention to Videl. He merely snickered and turned on his flamethrower, creeping towards the pigtailed girl.

'What the- This man looks completely insane!' She thought to herself as she backed away.

"S-sooner or later you're going to run out of gas on that thing! Then what are you going to do?" Videl nervously tried to talk some sense into him.

The man stopped in his tracks. Videl sighed in relief once she saw him release the switch to his flamethrower. He stared intently at her. A menacing grin plastered over his face as he pulled out a semi-automatic.

"S-shit!" She screamed as she ducked for cover.

Shots rang in the air, but Videl didn't feel a pinch of pain. She opened her eyes and saw a red cape flutter in front of her. She looked up to see, but whom else, the Great Saiyaman. He turned his head slightly towards her.

"Hi, miss Videl. How are you doing this fine day?" He smirked.

"C-cut the crap, Saiyaman!" she fumed.

She noticed the superhero brought his clenched fist down to his side and released his fingers, letting the bullets pour out from the palm of his hand. Before she could blink, the Great Saiyaman rushed up to the pyromaniac and elbowed him in the face, knocking him out with one simple blow.

"Well, that was easy!"

Saiyaman walked towards Videl and offered his hand to help her up. "Are you OK? You're not hurt, are you?" She blushed. In awe, she took his hand and stood up. He grinned, "I'll take that as a 'no, I'm fine' then."

Realizing her girly composure, Videl straightened herself up (metaphorically) and cleared her throat. "Thanks, Saiyaman. You saved me again... but that doesn't mean I'm gonna stop trying to find out who you are."

"Heh, OK, miss Videl." Saiyaman waved his hand skeptically, dismissing what she had just said.

She fumed. She stomped towards him, backing him into the wall. She stuck her finger out and jabbed at his chest. "Don't take me so lightly, Saiyaman. I could tear your helmet right off if I wanted to right now."

Saiyaman leaned forward, noses practically touching. "Then do it."

Videl was taken aback. She had never heard the Great Saiyaman speak any cooler. He seemed so confident in his words. So collected. He always tried to nervously avoid her in the past. But this... this was different. She could smell his musky scent. She could feel his warm breath. She almost wanted to lean in closer and kiss him.

'...Kiss him? Did I really just think that? I may be just as insane as that pyromaniac.' She shook the thought out of her head.

As she was about to wrap her hands around his helmet, he chimed in. "You don't really want to do it though, do you?"

Baffled, Videl raised an eyebrow. "Why wouldn't I?"

"Takes the fun out of it, don't you think?"

"Fun? What fun? This isn't a game, Saiyaman! I want to know who you are!"

"Well, here's your chance. Why aren't you pulling it off?"

She frowned. He was right. Why was she being so hesitant?

Saiyaman then placed his hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her back a foot. "Finding out who I am takes the fun out of it, and you know it. You still want to play our cat and mouse chase."

Videl couldn't believe the way he was talking to her. Like he was a completely different person under that disguise. It almost excited her.

"Well then. Until we meet again." He flew off.

Videl blushed as she gazed up at the sky, in the direction the Great Saiyaman had flown off. She then frowned and narrowed her eyes, furrowing her eyebrows. "That's it. Today's the day I find out who this chump really is."

End, chapter 1.

A/N: As you can see, I decided to repost my fic. There are minor edits in this chapter, and I'm sure there will be other minor edits in the chapters ahead that I already posted before. However, I didn't like how the two protagonists jumped to their conclusion of love and attractiveness so soon, so I will probably edit the lemon scene out and replace it later on.

Until then, please enjoy reading (or re-reading) my fic.

Another note – I actually have no idea how I will steer this story in terms of plots and twists. I initially created this is a simple one-shot, but inevitably turned into a handful of chapters. Now that I have had my practice with American Superhero, I'd like to transform this into something more. Thus, I would really appreciate any suggestions from you readers. As far as I'm concerned, the "chase" is the key component to this fic, but at the same time, I don't want to it to make the story drag. I don't intend to write a super-long story – I'm just not capable of being that patient, and my creativity is rather limited.

So again, please let me know if you have any ideas – I will be sure to note you in the chapter if I decide to utilize your creativity!

Thanks for reading.