Dragon Ball Z Reader Inserts [UPDATING OCCASIONALLY]

The Villain and the Hero (Adult!Gohan x Teen!Reader)

Hi guys! What's new? I wanted to start with this one (Which I enjoyed writing) to swing these things off! I already plan on including a sequel, but it isn't my highest priority. I hope you guys enjoy it!

Edit: Someone revealed to me an even better revelation (Thank you, _ItsMehRin_)  so I'm making the changes necessary for this

         Your feet tap rhythmically against the edge of the building. A smirk is plastered on your face as you watch the police run around. They're nothing but pigs, filthy pigs. And what hope could filth such as them ever have? They won't catch you, they're not capable of doing it. On your right is a bag of cash that you've stolen from a bank. Sure, it isn't a big job, but you're ten! Some slack would be nice.

         "Now what to do with you..." Nothing comes to mind, which makes you frown. What's the point of a heist if you don't do anything with the dough you get? "I guess I'll think of something later." You toss the bag over the other edge of the building and hop down after it. Once you're on the ground, you grab the bag and toss it into a familiar looking trashcan. This one is special, as it hides all of your belongings. You grab some cash before closing the trashcan; who knows when you might need some money?

         You step onto the street and watch the chaos. Firetrucks speeding down the road to put out the bank's flames, cops prowling everywhere, and citizens looking for the cause. Clearly no one saw you, no one ever does. In the distance you can see a shape descending into the plaza, and you struggle to contain your malicious grin. The oh-so great Saiyaman. You snort at the thought and watch as he runs to help put out the flames. His partner, some woman of a similar title, isn't with him. She's been off the scene for several weeks now, which has caused gossip. You could care less, honestly. That's one less hero you have to be concerned over.

         "Citizens, just stay calm, and-"

         "He got away, didn't he?! My god, what if this psycho is here with us?!" A woman screeches. Well, she's almost right. Saiyaman looks around before his eyes settle on you; this causes you to tense up out of concern. He didn't know, did he? There's no way he could!

         "Perhaps we shouldn't discuss this when there are children present," he says, which causes many people to turn and look at you. You shuffle uncomfortably; you hate being at the center of attention. One of the nearby ladies bends down in an attempt to console you. Does she not understand that you're fine? You step back a bit before crossing your arms, which makes the woman give up and return to her flock.

         "Saiyaman, we can take it from here," a cop nods, placing a hand on the hero's shoulder. "Thank you for helping with the fire."

         "My only regret is that I couldn't arrive sooner," the hero admits, placing his hands on his hips. "This is the third time in the past year!" The cop nods in agreement before turning in your direction.

         "If you still feel like helping, I'm sure this young lady needs to be taken home." You stumble back and shake your head 'no'.

         "My mom is nearby... That's not necessary," You say, but the superhero is by your side in a moment. He flashes you a smile before kneeling to match your height.

         "Well, I can at least help you find her." Crap. The superhero walks you over to the plaza a street away. He holds your hand as he looks around the busy plaza. A scowl is on your lips as you tug at his grip yet again; your mother clearly isn't here. She's nowhere.

         "You don't need to help me. My mom is just doing a couple of chores! She gave me permission to go have fun so I don't bother her!" you whine, which makes Saiyaman shake his head.