*This is just a story if what if Piccolo was so damn bored that he really didn't
care as much any more. So he does what most people have to do, get a damn job! Oh
ya there are some naughty words in here so if you're like 10 or something don't read
this and like you'll listen to me anyways. Just don't be telling people you learn
how to talk like this from me because I told you so! Also the story might be a little
slow at first but there's more than one plot going on and it's building to another
story that will go on from this on. Now on with the story…*
Piccolo's Landscaping
Service
Chapter 1--- Get A Job You Namek Bum!!!
After the world had
been saved and was all safe and sound thanks to the DBZ gang, a problem seemed to
pop up over time for them. Everything was quite and there was no need to train for
great battles any more. Everyone could just sit back and do what they want, but this
left some restless, especially one big green Namek. "Gauhhhhhh" A huge scream was
heard though a huge valley as a huge green man in white cape and purple outfit stood
on top of a huge rock formation. Piccolo had mixed emotions that filled his face.
"There's nothing to do, damn it! What the hell am I training day in and day out for.
There's no propose to this any more!!!" Piccolo yelled. Piccolo couldn't take this
any more. It was too quite for him and plus there was only his training and nothing
else for him to do. What ever was a Namek to do? Piccolo just sat himself down; he
needed to really think about this all. Everything was going fine and there were no
more challenges for him that lied ahead to keep him going and to make his blood rush
though his veins. Piccolo just sat there, it seemed like hours to him. Finally he
got a bolt of inspiration, he needed a hobby besides fighting, but what was the real
problem. Just figuring "what the hell" to himself he decided to go fly around and
see what other people did in there free time. He wanted to do something but something
with his hands. So he went from city to city watching people as he went from rooftop
to rooftop. Sometimes people saw him and just stood there and pointed at him so he
would just have to move on to the next city. With his powerful hearing he was able
to pick up what people where doing and what it was they where talking about. At first
he just sit back and listen to what other people where doing but then he got into
what people where talking about. It became like a radio show to him over time. The
poor guy was so bored out of his mind he just pried into people's conversations.
Though he never really paid any attention to what they where saying but it was just
nice to hear what people said even if he didn't give a second thought about them.
He soon realized he was drifting off from his goal and he didn't really want to be
a peeping Tom. So one-day he saw people looking in the newspaper for jobs so he flew
down so fast no one saw and as he would put it, borrowed a paper. He then looked
through the want ads and found tons of jobs he could try. "Maybe by getting a job"
he thought to himself, "I could keep myself busy and earn some cash." It sounded
really good to him at the time but he didn't know how far he was off from the truth.
The first job that caught his eye was a job for a painter. The ad said "Wanted- Painter
No experience needed, should work long hours, starts at $12 a hour, call or leave
a message with Chris Lefkowtiz at 555-8842" He decided to call first so he was just
about to fly down to a payphone but suddenly stopped himself. He quickly looked over
him self and saw that he didn't have the best outfit on to go walk around the city.
He quickly looked around at some passing guys down below and picked out different
parts of their outfit's. I'll just make my own look I guess he said to himself. He
quickly went into a deep concentration as he summoned power within to form the clothes
around him. With a flash of light his normal outfit had vanished with a new one in
its place. He stood there looking at himself, check out his new look as it were.
He stood there with light tan baggy cargo pants that almost touched the ground. Blue
sneakers with black and white designs around the shoes were now on his feet. He also
had on a silver army looking belt buckle on with a black colored fabric that encircled
him to make the rest of the belt. Above he had a white baseball t-shirt with orange
sleeves with the shirt trucked into his pants and the t-shirt just draped on him
ever so nicely too. ^_^ He then had on his head a blue baseball hat on that hid his
antennae's very well with the words "Piccolo" written in blue- green in the front.
He still saw that his arms where exposed and rather distract people by his green
skin he decided it was best to cover up a little more. So he then made a long black
fleece looking jacket that came down to the back of his knees caps and put it on.
He flew down into an empty alleyway and walked over to the phone. As he began
to make his call many people who walked by just did that, they never really bothered
to look at him. A few did see his face and just gave him a strange look and went
to their way. Piccolo picked up the phone and placed it to his ear and began to dial
the number from the paper. When he was done he got a few rings then this lady's voice
came on saying that he needed to deposit 25 cents. He looked all around but he didn't
have any money on him. So he "politely" stopped a man walking by. In his booming
voice he asked, "Hey, you got a quarter." The man just looked up at him then yelled
and ran off. "Humans…" he muttered. Just then he felt a small tug on his jacket sleeve.
He quickly turned to face a young woman in front of him. He looked down at her and
was surprised to find her smiling at him. She had short brown hair that was tied
in back and they seemed to haved died red ends. She had also black cargo pants on
with black sneakers and a bright blue t-shirt on. Over it she had a dark blue jacket
with a black fleece vest under it. His eyes went down and met hers and he stood there
looking into them. "What strange eyes" he thought. They where all gray in both of
her eyes. They seemed so alive to Piccolo, then he was bought back for out of his
trance when she spoke. "Hey, here you can have this." She spoke softly yet with a
strong tone. She held up a quarter in front of Piccolo and he just looked at her
not saying anything. He looked down at the quarter then back at her. "Uhh…. thanks"
was all he could spit out. She just smiled and placed the quarter into his out reached
hand. "Hey no problem" she replied with a sweet smile. She was tall for a human woman
Piccolo thought but she was short compared to Piccolo who stood above every one on
the street. She had looked to be around 20 and probably around 5'10 somewhere. She
only came up to his chest area on him so he had to look down a bit to see her face.
She looked down at what Piccolo was holding in his hand. "Looking for a job I see"
she slipped out. Piccolo blinked a few times and replied "Uhh.. yah I am, what's
it to you?" Her smile grew a little and she let out a small chuckle. "Well down where
I work we have a position that just open if you want and come and check it out I
could help you get hired." Piccolo just folded his arms and raised on of his eye
ridges at her. "Really…and why are you trying to help me, you don't even know me."
"That's true." She replied but I thought I could be nice for once and help out a
nice cute looking guy, …for once. Piccolo gave her this really strange look at began
to look around. "So tell me, …where is this nice cute looking guy your talking about,
I'd like to see him." She just blushed and began to giggle, "Your too funny… Well
so you want the job or not?" she said with some amusement in her voice. Piccolo looked
back over at her "Yeah, sure might as well. I really don't want to disappoint this
nice cute guy you where talking about." He said a plain tone. She giggled some more
while Piccolo noticed she was really trying to keep herself from burst out laughing
right there. He was a little puzzled at why she found him so funny but he thought
it was nice that some one got his sense of humor finally. She stopped her self from
continuing and composed her self back to her normal stature. "Ok funny man, just
follow me." She said still with a hit of a giggle. "The names Piccolo." He replied.
She turned back around and just smiled at him and then she grasped one of his hands.
He just looked down at her and was going to grab her hand to stop her but she just
his hand and placed her other hand into it. She began to shake his had and she looked
up at him with a smile "Well hello there Piccolo, my name is Masami but just call
me Yasha." She said with a smile. "Yasha!" he exclaimed. "But why in the world do
you want to be called a name that means "female demon"? She looked at him blankly
for a second then looked around quick. "Hey lets go to that coffee place over there
and well talk and I'll tell you why, I'm paying." She said with a smile. Piccolo
just stared at her for a second and figured what the hell, she's paying. "Fine I
guess." He finally spoke.
The two walked over to a small shop that was out
of the way of every one and there weren't too many people. Yasha felt that Piccolo
probably didn't like the public's eye so they got a table in the back and she ordered
them 2 coffees but Piccolo just asked for water instead. With the both of them sitting
down now Yasha told him that she had a story behind why she calls herself that. "I
don't know why I'm telling you this but I like my real name and all but I decided
to call my self Yasha because of one man." She looked back down at her coffee and
took a sip. "So who is this guy?" Piccolo asked. "I don't know, only saw him once
and he looked like you kinda so I guess that's why I helped you out back there."
She softly replied. "Go on, where you see this guy at?" Yasha began to tell Piccolo
a tale that he was part of but had no clue a first. "Well it was back around one
of the Tenkaichi-Budoukai's. I was about 7 at the time but was a point in my life
I would never forget. My grandpa had brought me there to see the competition. We
saw all the matches and all the fighters were great but only 2 seemed to stand out
of the crowd, but one man really caught my eye out of the two. It was his first Tenkaichi-Budoukai
and I saw his first match and he became my favorite fighter ever from there on."
"So what was his name, I might know him." Piccolo replied. "Really why where you
there, are you a fighter?" "Yeah I am a fighter and I was there, I was in the competition
too." "Oh wow, really! Funny though I don't think I saw you fight, just this other
guy who's green too….." she just trailed off from there. Her eyes grew really big
then she just stared at him for a while. "What?!" he yelled at her. She got up and
yelled at him "OH MY GOD!!! It's you! The fighting demon, Ma Junior!!! She screamed
at him. Every one in the shop and just looked at Yasha. She looked around and she
got a huge sweat drop. "Uhhh…sorry." She sat back down and looked back at Piccolo
who was just confused and pissed off. "I'm so sorry that I freaked like that, it's
just that I have waited my life to meet you." She said very sorrowfully and just
bowed her head as she waited for a reply. Piccolo just sat there and let out a sigh.
"No one has called me that in such a long time." Yasha looked back up and saw Piccolo
just sipping his water. "I'm sorry I just didn't recognize you and I freaked when
I did because I have been talking to one of the greatest fighters ever and I didn't
even know it." She said still in a low tone. "So why do think you didn't recognize
me?" She looked over at him at scanned him over quickly, "It's just that, well your
so, …big. When I saw you, you where smaller, a lot smaller and not so…built." Yasha
blushed a little then quickly glanced back downward and finished her coffee. "Flattery...huph."
he thought to his self. Yasha went up and paid for everything and Piccolo just followed
her out. "So are you gonna get me this job now or what?" he questioned. Yasha just
turned around he smiled at him, "Hell yeah!" Piccolo let out a chuckle and the two
went through the streets till the came to the entrance to the subway. "Uhh...hey,
Yasha, why are we taking the subway?" he questioned. She turned around and looked
at Piccolo blankly, "To get to there, silly." She replied in a flat tone. Piccolo
looked around and found a empty alley. "Hey follow me, I have a better way to get
there." "Really?" she said be founded. She followed him into the alley and he just
looked around to see if anyone way around. "So how is going into a alleyway any faster?"
Piccolo walked over to Yasha and looked down at her. "Just trust me, ok." He said
with a slight grin. "Uhh…ok, I trust you." Piccolo just smiled and went down and
grabbed Yasha around the waist and lower legs. He lifted her up till he was holding
her in his arms. She just looked at him and he just said, "You better hold on." She
really didn't want to ask so she just wrapped her arms around his neck and held on
tight but not too tight. Piccolo bent down with his legs then just shot upward like
a rocket till the people walking around looked like ants down below. Yasha closed
her eyes when Piccolo first took off and kept them shut. Piccolo looked down and
saw that she had them closed and was a little bit surprised. "Hey, you can open them
now." He spoke. She slowly opened them and looked right at Piccolo's eyes. It was
really the first time she looked into them. They where really dark brown with gray
as well mixed into them. She could see hoe they looked so black before. She was taken
back by them and the two just looked at each other for a while. She just smiled slightly
and spoke. "Has anyone ever told you, you have the most incredible eyes." She said
softly. Piccolo was a little perplexed at this. Then something caught her eye, it
was a bird flying by in back of them. She slowly looked down and saw that they where
around a 1,000 feet up above the city. She let out a small gasp then a huge smile
came over her. She laughed a little then just looked down below. "Like the view?"
"What?" She looked back at Piccolo and saw that he had a grin but he was trying to
hide it. Yasha smiled more, "You know I've had dreams about stuff like this." "About
what?" Piccolo questioned. "About flying silly, oh I've always wanted to fly but
not like on a plane, but with shear will." Piccolo just glanced around a realized
that people down there dream of what he could do with out even breaking a sweat.
"I guess I never though about how other people would kill just to do this, just fly."
He thought to himself. He saw how happy just being up there made Yasha and figured
what the hell, hey you only live once. "Hey, I could teach you how to do this someday,
in the far future, you know…" Yasha looked back over
"Here was this woman who I just met on the street and already I found out she has been looking for me almost all her life, she can give me a job also, calls her self "female demon" cause of me, and I already had to save her from a death fall. What the hell have I gotten into and why is it so easy to talk to her. I don't think my new out fit changed me that much. I don't know, Yasha is the first person that I have met from the regular human world that likes me, not fear and hates me. She looks just like a every day person, why in the hell is she so nice to me and why am I doing this? I might as well just go with it. Oh dear god, I'm becoming like them, ..human" Piccolo shudder slightly. "Hey lets get this over with and get me that job, ok?" Yasha looked up at Piccolo quickly then pointed to one building of a ways a little. It had a flat roof which had red dust colored stone on top. "Right there is where we want to go." Announced Yasha. Before she could think Piccolo scooped up Yasha and took off towards the roof of the building she just pointed out. A minute later Piccolo softly touched down on top of the roof. He followed Yasha the fire escape but Piccolo just jumped off and landed down below far ahead of Yasha. "Very impressive…" she said in a dry tone. Piccolo just waited for her to come down then followed her into the store. It was a huge store with tons to books all on huge book shelves. "So what's the name of this place?" Piccolo questioned. "Oh…It's called Barns and Noble. It's a book store, you'll like it here." She just smiled sweetly and went on to the back of the store. When they got to the door marked "Employees only" Yasha turned and looked at Piccolo who was looking around at the massive store. "You better just wait here while I go and talk to the manager, ok." Piccolo just looked back down at her, "Ok" he replied. She went in the door and Piccolo just turned around and took in his new surroundings. It was very quite there and peaceful. There was aroma of sweet smelling coffee coming from the other end of the store. People just walked around and looked at books, some sat down and just read some. All of them almost would never say a word and if they did it was just a whisper. If he did get the job to work here he thought to himself that he just might like this. He could just catch up on some reading and never really have to worry about people really bitching at him. He then watched some of the people who worked there. One just stood at a desk and every once and a while some one would come up and ask about a book. The guy or who ever would then type on a computer something then he would just show the person where the book was. One girl just stood behind a counter and when some one would come up she would scan it with something, I don't know what but then the person would pay and move on. Almost no talking had to be done. "I think I'm really gonna like working here" he though to himself. About five minutes later after Piccolo was done looking around at the store Yasha came out with a small plump looking older man. "So this is they guy?" the little man spoke. He only came up to just below Piccolo's waist. He cleaned his glasses and put them back on his face and saw how small in size he was compared to Piccolo. "Oh my…" he exclaimed as he looked upward. Then he got to Piccolo's face and saw that he had a green complexion and he was unlike anything he had seen before. "Well aren't you something different my boy." He continued. Piccolo just raised a eye ridge to him. "Well Yasha says here that you're a hard worker and she highly recommended you. She has been here for a while so I'll trust her judgment on you. So tell me, what was your name again, sorry" "It's Piccolo sir." He said is his deep commanding voice. "Ahh… yes Piccolo, so when can you start my boy?" "My boy?! The poor man is probably feeble too." he thought to himself "Uhh…today would be ok with me." Piccolo responded. "Well good then, Yasha will train you on how we do things around here and when your done, let's say around 4, come back in and I'll take down your info and get you your new work schedule." He said cheerfully. "Thanks." Piccolo responded. As the small man walked back into the back room he whispered something to Yasha. Thanks to Piccolo's hearing he was able to pick up what he was saying. As the small man walked by he spoke "Hey, he's quite the looker, *wink wink*" Yasha just light up and yelled back "Uncle Joe!" Piccolo began to sweat. "Uncle?!" he thought. The small man just chuckled and walked into the back room. Piccolo walked up next to Yasha and spoke. "Uncle?!" "Oh he's not my uncle, just a friend of the families. We called him Uncle Joe." "Uncle, why uncle?" Piccolo continued to question. "When a friend is really close to your mom or dad sometimes there children will call the friend of the mom or dad, uncle or aunt. It's just something we did at my house." She replied. "Oh...ok." Piccolo remarked back. She just turned towards him and smiled, "Ok lets get started!" she joyfully said. Piccolo looked up at the clock, it read 1:10pm. "This better be good" he mutter to himself.
*The Training Piccolo*
"Ok Piccolo lets get you started on your training. Uh… first give me your hat and coat." Piccolo glared at Yasha. "Why?" "Oh, you can't wear at hat or coat while working, store rules, ok!" she said with a smile. "Oh…ok, I guess." Piccolo gave her a strange look then handed over the hat and coat. She went to the back again and put them in a locker or something from what he could see from. "Ok, you can get those at the end of the day. First I have to make you something." Piccolo watched Yasha carefully as she took out a pin and used some strange clicking machine to punch out his name then stick it to the pin. She handed over the name tag to Piccolo and asked, "That's how you spell your name, right?" "Yeah that's right, but what do I do with it?" Yasha giggled a little then took it back from Piccolo. "You put it on silly!" Yasha carefully pinned the nametag to Piccolo while she thought about him and he thought about her. "He so tall and so built. Oh god he's so dreamy, I just melt like butter on him, but I wonder why he's so…quite. I guess I'll just have to try to get a smile on that big goofy face of his. Yup that's my mission for the day, make Piccolo smile, no matter what!" Yasha thought. Piccolo just stood there and watched her place the pin on him. "I can button a damn pin myself you know. *sigh* The things I do to keep busy, damn me! But on the other hand she dose smell nice, like…lilac's. What the hell I'm I saying! I better get use to this or I'll become soft. I really don't know why I'm staying here and putting myself through this. Oh well, it's something new I guess." Piccolo thought. Piccolo let out a small sigh as he thought to himself and Yasha quickly heard this. She finished and looked up, "Is something wrong?" "Uh…no, nothing's wrong. Why do you ask?" "You just seem a little down, that's all. Cheer up! Don't worry, the time will fly by and later I'll take you out and well have some fun! OK." Piccolo began to sweat. "Fun?" "Oh you don't think ordering some take out and watching a non stop action movie sounds fun?" Piccolo was a little befounded at this. It kinda did sound like fun and at least he wouldn't have to be around people. Yasha made him feel a little more, comfortable. Plus she seem to have a good idea, how could it hurt to watch a movie then leave. "No that actually sounds, kinda…good to me." "Well ok then, lets get this done with and we can just hang out and have some fun back at my place, deal!" Yasha placed her hand out ready to be given a hand shake. Piccolo looked down at her hand, then just shrugged off any doubts he might had have and placed his hand into hers. They both agreed but both where thinking of other things.
Piccolo figured what the hell he was going along with everything so far, why not this. He shaked on it and he was a little surprised to feel how soft and strong Yasha's hands were. "She has a good hand shake." He thought. "I like that." Yasha had Piccolo on her mind as well. "For some one so strong he has remarkable gentle hands and touch." Then two got right on to work after that. Yasha showed Piccolo where everything was and how to run the computers and cash register. He even got to help some people and was remarkable polite to them as he could get. He just took there money and gave back change or went and got them a book they where looking for. Over then next couple of hours Piccolo grew to like his new job. He could do work, get paid, keep to himself, and still interact with people. When it got to four Piccolo went to the back with Yasha and got his new work schedule and was a little surprised what he found. "So Piccolo is that alright with you?" the plum little man spoke. "So basically I'm gonna work the same hours as Yasha till I learn the ropes." Piccolo responded. "Correct my boy, it's only right that you learn from the best!" Yasha turned a little red, "Uncle, stop it!" she yelled. Uncle Joe laughed a little and then went back to what he was doing. "Yasha still blushing a little turned to Piccolo. "Are you ready to go?" "Yeah, …oh wait, I forgot my stuff in the back, ok." Yasha smiled, "Sure, I'll wait right here." Piccolo slipped a grin then walked back to the lockers and proceeded to the one Yasha showed it was his. He took out his things then heard shouts coming from where he just came from. Piccolo placed on his hat and coat as he walked back to were Yasha was. Then he started to hear someone fighting and he rushed into see what was going on. Uncle Joe was knocked out across the room and some strange man had a knife to Yasha's throat. As soon as he saw Piccolo come in he backed both he and Yasha back to a corner. "Back off you…freak! Or I swear I'll gut her right here!" the man yelled. "Stop it Robert! Right now!" Yasha yelled! The man brought the knife closer inward, slim stream of blood dripped from the side of her neck. "Shut the fuck up bitch!" then man shouted. "I've had enough of this shit!" Piccolo yelled. "Let her go now! I'll only ask once, then your dead!" The man just laughed at Piccolo, "She'll be dead soon if you don't get your big ass freaky looking face…" Before he could finish Piccolo moved as fast as he could and grabbed the knife from him and picked him up by the neck with his other. "As you where saying?" he evilly grinned. Yasha got away and ran back into a bathroom where she tried to stop to bleeding around her neck. Piccolo was so enraged he just looked at the man in a deadly silence. "You die here." Piccolo spat out. He was about to snap his neck, when he heard Yasha cried out "Noooo!" Piccolo turned around with the man still in his arm. "Don't' kill him…Piccolo." She spat out. "Why not he would have killed you!" he yelled back. "He's just crazy…let the police handle this, ok?" Piccolo just snarled and the man with what breathe he could muster up laughed. "Big…dumb…" before he could finish Piccolo punched him in the ribs and knocked him out. He dropped him over in a corner of the office and walked over to Yasha who was lying up against one of the walls. She just sat there looking down at the floor, holding her throat with a paper towel. Piccolo looked down at her and saw she was in shock. He sat down next to her, "How's the neck?" She glanced over at him a gave him a quick smile. "I'll live, it's nothing more than a paper cut." "Tougher than I thought" Piccolo thought. "So you know that guy?" he questioned. Yasha looked up and over at Piccolo then down at her feet. . "I hate to say it but ya, I do. He's just some guy who wanted to go out with me and I kept telling him no, he went nuts or something and tried to stalk me before. I guess he finally cracked. He turned into one of those stupid guys that are all like, "If I can't have you then no one will." I just glad that…" Piccolo looked over at her. "Glad that…?" "That you where here,.. I guess I mean you just saved my life and maybe Uncle Joe's life too." Piccolo just snorted, "Nothing to it." "Now come on you still owe me dinner and a movie." Piccolo got up and helped Yasha to her feet. Piccolo helped Uncle Joe get up then tied up the madman Robert while Yasha got on a band aid and called the police. Yasha and Piccolo left shortly before the cops came and Uncle Joe took care of the rest.
*Out In The Parking Lot*
Yasha got to her car and was about to unlock it when she got a little light headed. "I don't think I can drive and I don't suppose you can." Piccolo just huffed, "Sorry no I don't." "Damn…well maybe we could, no never mind, that's silly of me to think that." Yasha blushed a little and Piccolo gave her the eye. "What, come on, tell me." Piccolo demanded. "Well can you, you know…" Then she took her arm and scooped it up ward while she made a whooshing sound. "You mean fly." Piccolo replied. "Well ya you know if it's not too much of a hassle." She shyly said back. Piccolo walked over next to her and kinda loomed over her, she was a tiny bit intimidated by him and he knew that. He just stared at her for a second or two. "No trouble at all, I prefer to fly anyways, less traffic you know." Yasha let out one of her giggles and Piccolo picked her up into his arms. He looked over at her and spoke, "you know I really don't make a whoosh sound." Yasha just smiled and the two took off as Yasha told him the way…
Later what happened that night to be continued in the next exciding chapter of Piccolo's Landscaping Service!!! ^_^ *don't worry the landscaping is coming soon, I just have to build you up to the madness of it all!!!