Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Bouncer ❯ Old Life ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Majin_Broly 
Goku's a bouncer and things get a little rough one night as he watches humanity at its worst.
R: Language
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Romance / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.03.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 257 | Status: Work In Progress
Goku's a bouncer and things get a little rough one night as he watches humanity at its worst.
R: Language
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Romance / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.03.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 257 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: Don't own it or the title which is from the Video Game The Bouncer
The Bouncer
Old Life
Im doing something different people! My all to favorite character Broly is not in this. Nope I am doing a G/CC I thought about it and I hope you all like it. ( Please note Goku is human not at all sayjin.)
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Dark, foul, and smelling of used buds of cigarettes, feh, what a useless job this is.... He watched the scotch and liquor pour down into glasses that he just wished that he could follow himself. Drown his worries, pain, and anger all up in bottle and just let it swirl all away. Watch everything flow down his mouth and into his stomach but that type of dream was not possible. No he couldn't have such luck could he. Goku only sat backwards on his chair watching everything, and bored as hell. The tight fitting leather jacket with his dark black tank top didn't let him be noticed by others. His crazed and spiked hair was wild and untamable, splitting every which way and direction thought possible, but its not like he cared about how his stupid hair looked. No he'd just sit back and watch all of this boring shit. The toothpick in his lip pointed upwards as he began too crush it between his teeth, not caring about the splinters
He grumbled to himself as watched the next act walk across the stage. " Fucking whores. And a bunch of pathetic fucking men." Goku spat as the strip dancer swung around the pole to the delight of the men all around except one. Goku sat completely disgusted. A deep scowl etetched in his face as he watched with cold dark black eyes. The red head tossed her silky white bra off, it sailed through the air over the heads of those watching the show and landing directly on Goku's head. He growled but no one heard him as he shook his head letting it fall off and to his feet where he stomped it with his black steel tipped boot. He ground it deeply into the tile just wishing he could grind it into dust.
The stripper spread her legs provokingly giving letting her breasts bounce freely as her ripe pink womanhood was shown directly for all to see. The money began to rain down on the floor around her and Goku only continued too watch with disinterest. A few poorly thrown dollars by the drunks landed by Goku as he scrapped them up without a second thought. He didn't like the job, but free tips were appreciated. He looked through finding only about ten bucks but hell money was money. He put it in the front pocket on his jacket with his keys. The act continued as every provacaitive position a woman could think of was done without shame, without a care except greed.
" Thank-you fellow patrons and thank-you Sincy for that great display!" He heard the voice speaker screech as the woman bounded off with nearly four hundred dollars. Goku only tuned it all out as the worst display of human morals continued, blondes, brunettes, black, hispanic, Asian, foreigners it didn't matter. They were all whores. Goku grabbed a nearby shot of scotch off a tray by one of the 'lovely' waitresses and downed it in a flash.
" Goku you had seriously watch your liquor that's your eighth one tonight." The waitress said looking at Goku's depressed and intoxicated form. She could see another bottle of hard liquor behind him along with four other shot glasses.
Goku's dark angry gaze glared up at her. " Just who are you to tell me anything bitch?" Goku growled as he knew he was half drunk but where did anyone dare tell him his limit.
" Well excuse me! Next time i'll just watch you fall face first into the floor asshole!" She spat back fiercely as Goku only laughed.
" Next time i'll watch these poor fuckers rape the next girl outside the bar because they are so stupid they can't get a woman of there own." His laughter catching a few heads as others turned and looked back. " You can go ahead and tell the other whores back there i'll just walk on bye. Or maybe i'll join in!" Goku laughed hard but suddenly stopped as he spat his toothpick out. The dark gaze showed only fury in his eyes frightening the waitress as she ran away. He snorted and got another toothpick
The strip club continued uneventful for another two hours until one of the regulars got a little to close for the girls comfort. " Ahhh!!! Goku help!" She screamed as she was being backed into a corner by a man bigger then her. His eyes driven with lust and desire as he grabbed her free breasts without her permission. Goku roused cracking his neck as he let the chair fall and smack the floor, his regular que to everyone, stay the fuck out of the way. He treaded over quickly as she cried out again. The other bouncers got up and headed over but stopped as Goku walked past them.
They knew better, just let Goku have his fun and they can toss him out. " Comon girly jus spread urrr... pretty legs..." The drunk slurred as he reached up her thighs, his breathing right on the girls neck. A firm grip planted on his shoulder drew his attention away from the girl and to the bouncer behind him. A tall man by his standers with spiky hair and his muscles rippling from his shirt and jacket normally would tell him to stop but intoxicated it was his death wish. " What the hell.... dooo youuu want!?" He yelled as the bouncer grinned.
" Let go and back away from her or I will drop you where you stand." Goku cracked his neck again for emphasis making everyone cringe with the sick crack. " I won't ask again now let her go....." He growled.
" Shudap! Dumb bastard you don't know shit and won't be shit!" The drunk yelled. The grip on his shoulder dug in tightly as pure pain and anger flashed across Goku's eyes. Those words stung him even after four years. He wouldn't let anyone ever talk like that to him again! Goku's fist drew back and flew driving a fierce punch into the drunk.
" No! You fucking bastard! Don't ever say that too me again!" Goku screamed in pure fury, his eyebrows slanted, eyes narrowed and dangerous, a deep scowl snapping the toothpick in his mouth into pieces. Goku didn't let the drunk fall as he should. Goku swung his leg hitting him straight in the stomach and well off onto the stage. He was a second degree black belt, trained in taijudeo, kickboxing, street fighting, jujitsu, and weapons master of every kind. The kick sent him threw a pole and nearly knocking over the stripper on stage.
Those bouncers soon saw Goku freaking out. He had done this before a few months ago and the victim didn't leave happily. Goku left the poor guy in intensive care for a month, drunk as they may be they weren't going to let Goku do what he did before. Breaking a man's arm twice and cracking every rib as well as twisting the leg in the opposite direction was not the publicity this place needed again.
Goku growled angrily as he jumped up on the stage tearing the half broken steel strip pole from the ground and into his hand. The drunk was completely dazed and hurting as he struggled to stand. Not hearing the deep heavy boots behind him but the cracking of his ribs got everyone's attention as Goku hit him straight into the wall. The pain and rage from four years ago pissed him off to absolutely no end. He swore never too take those words, that pain, no he wouldn't! " NOT AGAIN!" He yelled trying to crack the bar over the drunks skull only too have the other six bouncers gang tackle him.
One ripped the bar from his hands as the other five tried holding him down unsuccessfully. Goku kicked one off as the other four tried holding him down. The alcohol and memories were all that were driving Goku's rage. He kicked and growled struggling too get too his feet as the bartender and two managers jumped in to subdue him. " Knock his ass out!" The manager yelled as the one holding the bar showed an apologetic look before nailing Goku on top of his head with the bar.
Goku slipped into the dark abyss grateful although not knowing it. It was his way to be free from his shitty life
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The rain came down that night as Goku's unconscious body was leaned up against his bike. The dark spikes draped over his face as blood fell from the deep crack in his forehead. Goku could barely see as the last paycheck he would ever get from this shitty establishment sat in his lap slowly getting wet from the midnight rain. With a groan of pain Goku got too his feet tucking the paycheck in his pants. " Doesn't matter if I am fired. I hated this place anyway." Goku muttered as he flipped his foot over his bike grabbing the helmet off the back and fitting it over his spiky head. The red flames across the side with a massive flaming skull in the center that streaked the graphics into his visor. The dark black bike held the gold striping across the sides as he kicked up the kickstand and put in his keys. He turned the key enjoying the growl of his engine. He personally had suped it up, borring out the exhaust and sticking a bigger two-stroke engine up to about 140 HP. He gunned it grabbing the throttle and kicking his feet off. He gunned it out of the parking lot and into the street dodging the cars that were heading his way.
Horns blared as they swerved too avoid Goku but he didn't care, he only pulled down on the throttle harder letting the front tire kick up in the slick pavement. Goku smiled weakly as he gunned it down the street on a single wheel. Slowly he got the bike back down as it bounced around a little before he caught the pavement, and continued too fly along the traffic going 75mph when the speed limit was 45mph. The little thrill he got helped as just sometimes hoping that a car would slam on its brakes and send him over the car and into the pavement.
He continued letting the streetlights be his guide down the road as he went too his run down apartment. The rain pelted down on him but he didn't care, it was only him and his bike, all alone in this fucked up world. He was sick of this town hoping one day too leave and fuck it all, but it wasn't time yet. He barely made 600 bucks a week. Not nearly enough to get out of here. Slowly Goku eased off the throttle slowly clutching the brake as he slid down too a stop in front of the shitty apartment. He rolled into the parking lot and stopped in his spot. He turned off the ignition and put down his kick stand. He left his helmet on the bike, knowing everyone knew who's bike it was and what would happen if they fucked with it. Ten teenagers learned it the hard way too spray paint his bike, they could spend a few months without using their arms.
Goku pulled out his key as he walked into the building and up the stairs. The manager only looking up too see him then go back to reading his newspaper. Goku's heavy boots thudded up the stairs as his hair was matted against his back. The disgusting noises cried out through the shit hole. " Shut up you noisy fucks!!!" Goku yelled as he kicked a door immediately silencing a few couples on the floor.
Of course the door he kicked was flung open revealing a fat blob wearing a bath robe. " Go shove it pal! Its a hotel deal with it!" He yelled as Goku turned back around. The dark glare was missed as Goku dropped his jacket too the floor. His firmly ripped body, cut down too the bone with bulky muscles immediately shut him up.
" Listen here you fat fuck. I am not in a good mood and if I hear you or your fucking whore at all I will come in and beat your ass with my fists." Goku growled, his fists balled and flexed showing just how strong he was. " Now go back inside before I drop you where you stand." Goku spat and opened up his door. He grabbed his jacket and walked inside. He threw his jacket across a chair and kicked off his boots into the wall. He undid the belt around his waist letting his pants fall too the floor along with his boxers.
" Man I need a drink and some aspirin." Goku groaned as his head was throbbing. He walked into the mess pile he called a kitchen. Bottles were everywhere, uneaten food rotted in the sink along with plates that wouldn't be touched by anyone except him. Goku only grabbed the open bottle of aspirin on the counter and a bottle of Vodka from the fridge. He threw the aspirin in the back of his mouth and downed them with a few gulps of Vodka. He felt it burn down his throat and he didn't mind it one bit. He walked into the room still naked and flopped on the sofa covered with one sheet. He chugged another few gulps from his Vodka before it was empty.
" Damit....." He cursed throwing the bottle off to the side. ' Gotta find a new job tomorrow and get some more liquor.' Goku thought meekly grabbing a pen and writing it on something. He was too drunk too really know what but he didn't care. He flopped back on the sofa and passed out just wishing for once never too wake up.
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Depressing? Heh it should be. Well Goku's fucked up big time but I like too know what you people think. R & R
The Bouncer
Old Life
Im doing something different people! My all to favorite character Broly is not in this. Nope I am doing a G/CC I thought about it and I hope you all like it. ( Please note Goku is human not at all sayjin.)
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Dark, foul, and smelling of used buds of cigarettes, feh, what a useless job this is.... He watched the scotch and liquor pour down into glasses that he just wished that he could follow himself. Drown his worries, pain, and anger all up in bottle and just let it swirl all away. Watch everything flow down his mouth and into his stomach but that type of dream was not possible. No he couldn't have such luck could he. Goku only sat backwards on his chair watching everything, and bored as hell. The tight fitting leather jacket with his dark black tank top didn't let him be noticed by others. His crazed and spiked hair was wild and untamable, splitting every which way and direction thought possible, but its not like he cared about how his stupid hair looked. No he'd just sit back and watch all of this boring shit. The toothpick in his lip pointed upwards as he began too crush it between his teeth, not caring about the splinters
He grumbled to himself as watched the next act walk across the stage. " Fucking whores. And a bunch of pathetic fucking men." Goku spat as the strip dancer swung around the pole to the delight of the men all around except one. Goku sat completely disgusted. A deep scowl etetched in his face as he watched with cold dark black eyes. The red head tossed her silky white bra off, it sailed through the air over the heads of those watching the show and landing directly on Goku's head. He growled but no one heard him as he shook his head letting it fall off and to his feet where he stomped it with his black steel tipped boot. He ground it deeply into the tile just wishing he could grind it into dust.
The stripper spread her legs provokingly giving letting her breasts bounce freely as her ripe pink womanhood was shown directly for all to see. The money began to rain down on the floor around her and Goku only continued too watch with disinterest. A few poorly thrown dollars by the drunks landed by Goku as he scrapped them up without a second thought. He didn't like the job, but free tips were appreciated. He looked through finding only about ten bucks but hell money was money. He put it in the front pocket on his jacket with his keys. The act continued as every provacaitive position a woman could think of was done without shame, without a care except greed.
" Thank-you fellow patrons and thank-you Sincy for that great display!" He heard the voice speaker screech as the woman bounded off with nearly four hundred dollars. Goku only tuned it all out as the worst display of human morals continued, blondes, brunettes, black, hispanic, Asian, foreigners it didn't matter. They were all whores. Goku grabbed a nearby shot of scotch off a tray by one of the 'lovely' waitresses and downed it in a flash.
" Goku you had seriously watch your liquor that's your eighth one tonight." The waitress said looking at Goku's depressed and intoxicated form. She could see another bottle of hard liquor behind him along with four other shot glasses.
Goku's dark angry gaze glared up at her. " Just who are you to tell me anything bitch?" Goku growled as he knew he was half drunk but where did anyone dare tell him his limit.
" Well excuse me! Next time i'll just watch you fall face first into the floor asshole!" She spat back fiercely as Goku only laughed.
" Next time i'll watch these poor fuckers rape the next girl outside the bar because they are so stupid they can't get a woman of there own." His laughter catching a few heads as others turned and looked back. " You can go ahead and tell the other whores back there i'll just walk on bye. Or maybe i'll join in!" Goku laughed hard but suddenly stopped as he spat his toothpick out. The dark gaze showed only fury in his eyes frightening the waitress as she ran away. He snorted and got another toothpick
The strip club continued uneventful for another two hours until one of the regulars got a little to close for the girls comfort. " Ahhh!!! Goku help!" She screamed as she was being backed into a corner by a man bigger then her. His eyes driven with lust and desire as he grabbed her free breasts without her permission. Goku roused cracking his neck as he let the chair fall and smack the floor, his regular que to everyone, stay the fuck out of the way. He treaded over quickly as she cried out again. The other bouncers got up and headed over but stopped as Goku walked past them.
They knew better, just let Goku have his fun and they can toss him out. " Comon girly jus spread urrr... pretty legs..." The drunk slurred as he reached up her thighs, his breathing right on the girls neck. A firm grip planted on his shoulder drew his attention away from the girl and to the bouncer behind him. A tall man by his standers with spiky hair and his muscles rippling from his shirt and jacket normally would tell him to stop but intoxicated it was his death wish. " What the hell.... dooo youuu want!?" He yelled as the bouncer grinned.
" Let go and back away from her or I will drop you where you stand." Goku cracked his neck again for emphasis making everyone cringe with the sick crack. " I won't ask again now let her go....." He growled.
" Shudap! Dumb bastard you don't know shit and won't be shit!" The drunk yelled. The grip on his shoulder dug in tightly as pure pain and anger flashed across Goku's eyes. Those words stung him even after four years. He wouldn't let anyone ever talk like that to him again! Goku's fist drew back and flew driving a fierce punch into the drunk.
" No! You fucking bastard! Don't ever say that too me again!" Goku screamed in pure fury, his eyebrows slanted, eyes narrowed and dangerous, a deep scowl snapping the toothpick in his mouth into pieces. Goku didn't let the drunk fall as he should. Goku swung his leg hitting him straight in the stomach and well off onto the stage. He was a second degree black belt, trained in taijudeo, kickboxing, street fighting, jujitsu, and weapons master of every kind. The kick sent him threw a pole and nearly knocking over the stripper on stage.
Those bouncers soon saw Goku freaking out. He had done this before a few months ago and the victim didn't leave happily. Goku left the poor guy in intensive care for a month, drunk as they may be they weren't going to let Goku do what he did before. Breaking a man's arm twice and cracking every rib as well as twisting the leg in the opposite direction was not the publicity this place needed again.
Goku growled angrily as he jumped up on the stage tearing the half broken steel strip pole from the ground and into his hand. The drunk was completely dazed and hurting as he struggled to stand. Not hearing the deep heavy boots behind him but the cracking of his ribs got everyone's attention as Goku hit him straight into the wall. The pain and rage from four years ago pissed him off to absolutely no end. He swore never too take those words, that pain, no he wouldn't! " NOT AGAIN!" He yelled trying to crack the bar over the drunks skull only too have the other six bouncers gang tackle him.
One ripped the bar from his hands as the other five tried holding him down unsuccessfully. Goku kicked one off as the other four tried holding him down. The alcohol and memories were all that were driving Goku's rage. He kicked and growled struggling too get too his feet as the bartender and two managers jumped in to subdue him. " Knock his ass out!" The manager yelled as the one holding the bar showed an apologetic look before nailing Goku on top of his head with the bar.
Goku slipped into the dark abyss grateful although not knowing it. It was his way to be free from his shitty life
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The rain came down that night as Goku's unconscious body was leaned up against his bike. The dark spikes draped over his face as blood fell from the deep crack in his forehead. Goku could barely see as the last paycheck he would ever get from this shitty establishment sat in his lap slowly getting wet from the midnight rain. With a groan of pain Goku got too his feet tucking the paycheck in his pants. " Doesn't matter if I am fired. I hated this place anyway." Goku muttered as he flipped his foot over his bike grabbing the helmet off the back and fitting it over his spiky head. The red flames across the side with a massive flaming skull in the center that streaked the graphics into his visor. The dark black bike held the gold striping across the sides as he kicked up the kickstand and put in his keys. He turned the key enjoying the growl of his engine. He personally had suped it up, borring out the exhaust and sticking a bigger two-stroke engine up to about 140 HP. He gunned it grabbing the throttle and kicking his feet off. He gunned it out of the parking lot and into the street dodging the cars that were heading his way.
Horns blared as they swerved too avoid Goku but he didn't care, he only pulled down on the throttle harder letting the front tire kick up in the slick pavement. Goku smiled weakly as he gunned it down the street on a single wheel. Slowly he got the bike back down as it bounced around a little before he caught the pavement, and continued too fly along the traffic going 75mph when the speed limit was 45mph. The little thrill he got helped as just sometimes hoping that a car would slam on its brakes and send him over the car and into the pavement.
He continued letting the streetlights be his guide down the road as he went too his run down apartment. The rain pelted down on him but he didn't care, it was only him and his bike, all alone in this fucked up world. He was sick of this town hoping one day too leave and fuck it all, but it wasn't time yet. He barely made 600 bucks a week. Not nearly enough to get out of here. Slowly Goku eased off the throttle slowly clutching the brake as he slid down too a stop in front of the shitty apartment. He rolled into the parking lot and stopped in his spot. He turned off the ignition and put down his kick stand. He left his helmet on the bike, knowing everyone knew who's bike it was and what would happen if they fucked with it. Ten teenagers learned it the hard way too spray paint his bike, they could spend a few months without using their arms.
Goku pulled out his key as he walked into the building and up the stairs. The manager only looking up too see him then go back to reading his newspaper. Goku's heavy boots thudded up the stairs as his hair was matted against his back. The disgusting noises cried out through the shit hole. " Shut up you noisy fucks!!!" Goku yelled as he kicked a door immediately silencing a few couples on the floor.
Of course the door he kicked was flung open revealing a fat blob wearing a bath robe. " Go shove it pal! Its a hotel deal with it!" He yelled as Goku turned back around. The dark glare was missed as Goku dropped his jacket too the floor. His firmly ripped body, cut down too the bone with bulky muscles immediately shut him up.
" Listen here you fat fuck. I am not in a good mood and if I hear you or your fucking whore at all I will come in and beat your ass with my fists." Goku growled, his fists balled and flexed showing just how strong he was. " Now go back inside before I drop you where you stand." Goku spat and opened up his door. He grabbed his jacket and walked inside. He threw his jacket across a chair and kicked off his boots into the wall. He undid the belt around his waist letting his pants fall too the floor along with his boxers.
" Man I need a drink and some aspirin." Goku groaned as his head was throbbing. He walked into the mess pile he called a kitchen. Bottles were everywhere, uneaten food rotted in the sink along with plates that wouldn't be touched by anyone except him. Goku only grabbed the open bottle of aspirin on the counter and a bottle of Vodka from the fridge. He threw the aspirin in the back of his mouth and downed them with a few gulps of Vodka. He felt it burn down his throat and he didn't mind it one bit. He walked into the room still naked and flopped on the sofa covered with one sheet. He chugged another few gulps from his Vodka before it was empty.
" Damit....." He cursed throwing the bottle off to the side. ' Gotta find a new job tomorrow and get some more liquor.' Goku thought meekly grabbing a pen and writing it on something. He was too drunk too really know what but he didn't care. He flopped back on the sofa and passed out just wishing for once never too wake up.
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Depressing? Heh it should be. Well Goku's fucked up big time but I like too know what you people think. R & R