Piccolo's
Unexpected Love
CRASH!
Piccolo took a shot at the
practice target and made the bullseye.
He didn't bother smiling at his good aim, it only took up more time and
energy.
"Hey, Piccolo! They're
here!" Goku shouted as he headed over towards his friend.
Piccolo didn't ask who. He knew.
The Sailor Scouts. He was somewhat excited, but not enough to jump around
spastically like everyone else. Then again, everyone else had a Sailor chick to
be with. Krillian was in love with Sailor Jupiter (Sam), Trunks was
head-over-heels for Sailor Saturn (Sloan), Sailor Moon (Uki) had brought a man,
Darien, Sailor Venus (Sarah) had somehow won the cold heart of Vegeta, Mars
(Jodi) was really happy with Gotun and Goku was sensually obsessed with Sailor
Pluto (Karen). Uranus and Neptune were
not able to make it and the only single woman there was Mercury (Lacia) and she
was always there to do the cooking, to clean the place that they all stayed,
and to encourage the guys. She seemed
to always be there when a guy was hurt, even when she wasn't a few minutes
before. Lacia would tenderly wipe the
oozing blood off of the fighter with a smile.
Neptune was a brat at times and she constantly got bored, so she never
showed up. Uranus was off, modeling
men's underwear for a television commercial.
"I'll be there in a minute." he
called to Goku. Piccolo didn't spend
too much time with the Sailors. They
usually showed up in time for a battle, as if they were psychic.
He preferred to spend hours in training alone, yet it
always seemed as if Lacia was by his side, wiping the sweat from his head,
offering him a cold drink, lending an ear, even though he never talked.
Piccolo walked over to the house that they had
bought for get-togethers, such as these.
To no surprise, the namek was greeted by screams of
joy and laughter, which, for some odd reason, he never took heed to, not even
to let out a smile once in a while.
"Hello, Piccolo. How have you been?" a shy voice
asked.
"Hello, Lacia." He responded flatly, then looked at her
beaming smile.
Goku looked at them oddly, smiled crookedly, and
then shook his head.
"Karen!" Goku shouted suddenly.
"Goku!" she shrieked and they greeted each other
with a kiss.
Everyone was there and happy.
A small hand placed itself on Piccolo's shoulder.
"You've have been working out a lot lately, haven't
you?" Lacia asked meekly.
"Just came from practice." He said with a snide look
on his face that was almost a smile.
She was amusing.
"Trunks!"
"Sloan!"
"Sarah!"
"Vegeta!"
Everyone met so ecstatically, running towards each
other in a way that made it look like those cheesy slo-mo movies from the
fifties.
After the joyous reunion, then women headed towards
the kitchen to make dinner while the men stayed outside and talked about how
hot each one of their girls were.
"Man, Jodi's so hot! I can't wait for tonight!"
Gotun said with an evil grin.
All the others agreed in such ways as "I have
something special planned" or "She'll be all over me like white on rice" or the
popular saying of "I know."
On the other hand, in the kitchen, the girls talked
about the little things about their men that turned them on.
"Trunks does this little flip of his hair that makes
it shine," Sloan said dreamily.
"I love the way Goku is built, so muscular and down
below-" Karen started.
"Whoa, Karen!
That's more info than I need!" Jodi interrupted.
"What about you, Lacia?" Uki spoke up.
"Yeah, do you have a crush on someone in Tokyo?"
Sarah asked.
"No, I haven't met the right man yet." Lacia said.
I haven't found the right man, she thought. I've found the right namek.
Lacia was in love with Piccolo. No, he wasn't the
nice type of person, but it was something about him that she had noticed the
first time that she saw him. She had a certain thing for nameks, right from the
beginning. Piccolo was not the best
choice, but she was all for him. Something about his serious attitude reminded
her of a lobster she ate when she was five.
It took her forever to get the tough shell open, then inside was a
heaping load full of sweet, rich, tender meat.
Piccolo was certainly no lobster, but if she could get past his
emotional shell, she could find the tenderness inside. And though she was still unsuccessful, she
was persistent.
"Hey, Lacia, snap out of it, you're making dough,
not cookies!" Sam said, laughing.
The dough was as flat as a pancake and getting hard.
"Girl, what are you spacing out on?" Uki asked, then
signaled her to go with her to another room.
"What's up with you? You're not paying attention to
anything today. What's the problem?" Uki asked.
"No problem here," Lacia mumbled dreamily, staring
out the window.
"Piccolo, we gotta talk." Goku told him and pulled
him behind the house.
"What, Goku?" he asked.
Making sure that nobody was around, he made a pause,
then spoke.
"Are you fucking blind?!?" he yelled.
"What are you talking about?" Piccolo asked.
"Lacia!" he screamed.
"Yeah, what about her?"
"She's got I WANT PICCOLO written all over
her!"
"I don't know what you're talking about!" he denied.
"The way she wraps your turban and gets you drinks
and wipes the oozing blood off of you even though that's the one thing that
disgusts her the most!" Goku shouted.
"Really?" the namek asked, confused.
"She's all for you and you won't even crack a
smile!" he told his friend, the tone of his voice a little lower.
"I'll observe her." Piccolo excused himself from the
conversation. What kind of weed is he
smoking? He asked himself, then went back to his training.
* * *
"Dinner's ready!" Sarah shouted.
KNOCK KNOCK!
Piccolo answered to find Lacia with two plates.
"I know you're not into big 'family' dinners. But I
didn't want you to be lonely," she explained.
He nodded and accepted his plate.
"This is good," Piccolo said and Lacia's heart leapt
with joy. The first nice thing he said to her!
"You turban is falling off, let me fix it for you."
She offered.
She stood in so close to him, her breasts almost
touched the side of his face. At first, she removed the falling wraps on his
head and placed them on the table. The, after getting a damp washcloth, she
wiped the dry sweat from his head, from his antennae and face.
Feeling
quite soothed, Piccolo set down his plate, closed his eyes and leaned back his
head. She wiped his shoulders, face and neck, keeping all of her feeling inside
without weeping with joy.
Lacia returned to his head, and rubbed his temples
softly.
Piccolo sat there in a stage of bliss, unaware of
the smile that crept across his face.
Suddenly, he felt a pair of lips on the top of his head for a brief
moment, then, back to he temples.
His eyes were wide open and Lacia was quite aware of
the fact, even though he hadn't moved.
"Lacia, your hair is tickling me," he said. "I'll
fix it."
Surprised, she sat in front of him as he ran his
fingers through her shoulder-length hair, then bending down to smell it.
He took his armband bracelet off and placed it
around Lacia's hair bun.
"There," he said, "All done."
They stared at each other, neither knowing what to
do.
Piccolo found a strand of hair loose from the bun
and made it an excuse to brush his hand across her face and reach up to her
ear.
What is this feeling? I have
never felt like this before. The namek asked himself. Is this
what it feels like to care for someone?
Lacia knew it was the right time. She leaned forward slowly. Piccolo inched
away, but soon, was trapped on the corner of the couch. Yet she still leaned forward. So he inched
forward and an indestructible power was felt between them. The namek leaned
forward, knowing what was to come next. He closed his eyes and she closed hers.
A human girl met Piccolo's lips for the very first time.
Sparks flew and a bit of tongue was added. Lacia
placed her hand on his neck and he was confused as to where to put his
hand. So he put it on her face.
A few minutes later, they separated, gasping.
Piccolo took her in his arms, the strong, warm arms
around her and her hand was in the namek's green hand.
They held each other close, in silence so that they
would hear each other's heartbeat. They beat in unison, the same beat, same
time.
Lacia placed her hand on his chest to feel his
rippling muscles. She moved her hand around his chest to feel the contours of
it.
Piccolo placed his on her face, memorizing every
inch.
Then she took his hand and studied it as a student
studies a book, over and over again, staring at it, at all the little lines.
She looked up and met Piccolo's gaze. They stared
into one another's eyes. They leaned together, ready for another kiss.
"Lacia!" a voice called from outside.
It was Sloan.
"Take the plates!" He whispered quickly.
Goodbye she mouthed and blew him a
kiss.
He looked stunned and gave a faint wave.
"Yes, Sloan?" Lacia asked innocently as she shut the
door behind her.
"What were you doing in there?" Sloan asked
suspiciously.
"Eating. What's it to you?" Lacia asked, then burst
out laughing.
"Well, you seem spastic!" Sloan said, getting only a
nod in response.
* * *
"Something's gotten into Lacia today. She was acting
all happy." Sloan whispered.
The girls were all talking, except for Uki, who was
sleeping (I'm so sure) in Darien's room and Lacia, who was fast asleep.
"Yeah, she didn't complain about doing the dishes."
Sam agreed.
"Oh, Piccolo…" Lacia called out suddenly in her
sleep.
"PICCOLO?!?" they all cried in unison.
Jodi laughed hysterically and the other girls nearly
fainted at the spot.
"Why the hell is she dreaming about Piccolo?" Sarah
asked in awe.
"That's it! That's why she was acting so weird!" Sam
said, just figuring it out.
"Nice work, dumb-ass, you're such a genius." Karen
said sarcastically.
That was the main topic of all that they talked
about that night: why she was dreaming of the namek.
It was three in the morning and Piccolo was out,
practicing hitting targets, laughing slightly to himself.
Trunks walked out.
"Uh, Piccolo?
Why are you training at three o'clock in the morning?" he asked
sleepily.
"Learn from me- there's no bad time to practice,
except in the middle of a battle," Piccolo said, and slapped him on the back.
"This must be another one of my bogus dreams."
Trunks mumbled, then as he walked towards his bedroom, he said, " I'm gonna go
wake up."
The next morning, when most of the couples emerged
from the rooms together (including Vegeta & Sarah, Goku & Karen, Uki
& Darien who came out later, Sloan & Trunks, Jodi & Gotun, and
Krillian & Sam), Lacia came out, singing a song from the movie "Austin
Powers."
"I don't want anybody else, when I think about you,
I…" she sang happily and loudly.
One by one, everyone turned to stare at the
oblivious Lacia.
"Good morning, Lacia," Sarah was the first person to
do something besides stare at her.
"Mornin' Sarah!" she said, then resumed singing.
Fixing two plates of breakfast, she balanced one on
her head, then laughed at her own efforts. Then, she walked out the door.
"Where the hell is she going in her small nightgown
with two servings of breakfast?" Goku asked in loud astonishment.
All of the women suddenly turned silent, restraining
all thoughts and assumptions and, yes, their information backed up by
proof.
Piccolo had just gotten out of the shower.
He had thought all night of the kiss that he
received and about the glorious feeling that he experienced. Never had anyone gotten that close to him,
let alone a beautiful woman like that.
Frustrated, he threw himself onto his bed and stared
at the ceiling.
I don't have time for this, he thought, but a voice
deep down (he had never taken any heed to it) told him otherwise.
I have a life that I need to live and I will let
nobody interfere with it! Not even a pretty, no, gorgeous, caring, sexy…
Piccolo groaned.
For the first time in his life, he felt desire. Not the burning passion for revenge, nor the
acrid tactility of hatred. No, it was a new feeling. There was something new surging through his blood and the namek
wasn't exactly sure what it was.
"This could be a problem." He
said silently.
KNOCK, KNOCK!!!
"That may also be a problem."
Piccolo said aloud.
"Piccalo? Are you in there?" a calm voice called from
outside.
"Just a minute!" he called out
frantically, tripping all over himself to get to his clothes. He quickly
discarded his towel and threw on a pair of his pants. The he bolted to the
door, all was done in about thirty seconds.
Opening the door, he saw a hot
breakfast and a sweet smile as sugary as the syrupy as the food.
"I came to give you some
breakfast," Lacia said meekly, offering the plate.
He took his plate and ushered
her in by a gentle push on the back.
"I want to tell you, I haven't
been able to think about anything except for what happened last night." Lacia told
him as she sat on the couch as they ate.
He nodded.
Suddenly, Piccolo stopped
eating.
"Can I see your eyes? I don't
know what color they are." He told her truthfully
"Sure, I guess." Lacia said and
shrugged.
His black eyes stared into hers
with a mystery all their own.
What beautiful green eyes, he
thought to himself.
"This may be a bit inappropriate, but I have always
wondered. How do nameks create children
if they are all male?" she asked curiously.
Piccolo burst out in waves of laughter, which
brought sparkles of happiness into Lacia's eyes.
"Foolish one, nameks do not make children out of
cells (then again, they've never tried) and such like humans do. They are also
not delivered the same way -that would be very painful. They come from eggs and they are made from
our minds, heart, souls, and, I guess, of love." He explained.
"That last
part, it was gorgeous. You know, about
the souls and the love. Is that really
what happens?" she asked almost silently, eyes glittering genuinely.
"Yes, it is." The namek nodded solemnly.
"I wish that could happen to humans."
"No. If it
were to happen to humans, they would just take it for granted, like so many
other things."
"What do you mean by that?" Lacia was taken back.
"Humans misuse the air, the food, the clean water,
and the whole mystery of life. They make everything so goddamned scientific and
won't let everyone believe whatever wishes or anything else that doesn't have
an explanation! It's harrowing to think
such a pretty place could be trashed in no time flat." He spat in disgust.
"Excuse,
me! I happen to be from the earth and I
AM a human! You don't need to diss on me because I live
among people that don't know what a treasure we have right under our feet! Excuse the hell out of me!" she yelled
furiously.
Piccolo quickly realized his
mistake and as Lacia stomped towards the door, he took hold of her hand, pulled
her back and before she could break from his grasp, he drew her to his lips.
Lacia melted like soup in his arms and as he held her and they
kissed, she dropped her anger and kissed him back with gusto.
Their
lips parted and they hobbled over to the couch, never leaving one another's
arms, for it was much warmer together.
"I'm so sorry, Lacia. When I
speak of humans, I talk of the people that mistreat the earth because those
were the only kind I knew. I met Goku
and a first I wanted to kill him because I was afraid that he might become
stronger than I am. And he did. He transformed into a Super Saiyan and we
became friends."
"Not all people are bad." Lacia
pointed out.
"I know. The humans I first knew were bastards and
I've hated humans ever since. But this
group. All of us. You. You, all of my friends, you are all so nice, I have
considered you all nameks for your kindness." Piccolo told her.
"You are handsome…" she
muttered, not realizing she had spoken aloud.
Lacia cuddled up to him and
closed her eyes. Out of nowhere, after a few minutes, she was snoring.
He laid his head down on hers
and was soon also asleep.
Krillin was walking to Piccolo's
house to tell him of the new enemy, Azefree, daughter of Freiza. That was the original reason the Sailor
scouts had come, besides to see their men.
This enemy seemed indestructible and dangerous, so Krillin went to tell his
friend.
As he knocked on the door, he
got no answer. He knocked again and
there was still nothing.
"Piccolo? Are you in there, Piccolo?" Krillin
yelled.
He walked in to make sure
everything was all right. Just then, he stopped dead in his tracks.
On the couch was Piccolo, Lacia
enveloped in his arms, both in a deep sleep.
Krillin fell to the floor,
laughing. He decided to laugh outside
because if the namek caught him, things could get deadly.
He began running to the big
house that everyone was staying at. He
wanted to tell the others. Suddenly, a
hand placed itself onto Krillin's shoulder and he stopped short (well, being
his height, you can't really stop tall).
Krillin's eyes grew wide. He didn't even have to look to know who was
behind him.
"Where were you going in such a
rush?" a deep voice asked.
"N-n-n-nowhere, P-P-P-Piccolo,"
he shook with fright.
"I didn't think so." Piccalo
slightly smiled.
"Oh, yeah, Piccolo, I came to
tell you about our new enemy, Azefree." Krillin talked quickly; he was good at
that.
"Who the hell is that?!?"
"Freiza's daughter. I heard she is strikingly beautiful, but
extremely deadly and that she uses her good looks to stun all who come against
her." He explained.
"Hmm. I'll talk about this later. Oh, by the way, whatever you saw, you didn't." Piccolo warned dangerously.
"Okay." Was all he could say, he
was so shaken up.
As Piccolo walked back to his
house, he saw that Krillin was still standing, shaking violently but otherwise
motionless.
The namek remembered that Lacia
was asleep in his cabin still.
Slowly he waltzed to the door,
then, after taking a deep breath, he opened, not prepared for what waited
inside.
Lacia sat on the couch, her
staring at him with burning green eyes, lips pursed and red, her shirt
unbuttoned one button and it drooped off of her shoulder, revealing the corner
of her breast. She sat, spread out,
across the couch. It was such a vision
to Piccolo, and the whole scene seemed to glow. To him, it was too much.
"Aaaahhhhhh!!!!" Piccolo
shrieked and slammed the door, falling off of his steps to land flat on his
ass.
Oh my gosh, I'm such a fucking retard! He thought to himself. What
idiot screams at a gorgeous woman?!?
He picked himself up, completely
embarrassed.
Piccolo opened the door to find
Lacia with a pissed-off look on her face, stomping around, gathering all of her
things.
"Lacia? What are you doing?" The namek asked, though
not too perplexed.
"You
know, I really thought that I could get close to you! After three years I thought you had finally
taken the hint and were ready for whatever.
But no! Just when I let my
fucking guard down, you make me feel like a fool! Do you know how LONG I have wanted you to love me? To hold me?
Do you have any idea?!?" Lacia
shrieked so loud, her voice became hoarse.
Piccolo couldn't say
anything. The words were caught in his
throat as a fish in a net. There were
so many things he longed to say, to ask. Twenty Questions would seem simple compared
to what was in Piccolo's mind.
Lacia walked by to the door,
pushed him out of the way and stormed out.
The namek ran up to her, took
her hand and was about to flip her and kiss her when she slapped him across the
face and yanked her hand from his grip.
"Don't you even try that!" she
warned.
Piccolo rubbed his cheek. That hurt! It didn't hurt because he was
hit, but because she hit him. The sheer fact that the first (and only) one
that he had feelings for was angry enough to hit him.
"I thought you were ready for a
woman. Poor baby Piccolo couldn't
handle a woman. The only woman that
truly cared for you. Poor baby." She devilishly in his ear the strutted off in
anger.
If he wanted to, Piccolo could
have blown her to bits for being so cruel.
But he didn't want to. There was
a pain in his heart and a lump in his throat.
"Please! You can't expect me to
be ready for anything when I've had such a hateful life! You have to remember,
nameks are not used to gorgeous women, let alone if they have a stunning
personality to accompany it!" Piccolo shouted after her.
Lacia stopped.
"You really think I'm beautiful,
Piccolo?" she asked softly.
"Think I would lie to you?" he
said back.
"Then why the hell are you
bullshiting me?" Lacia screamed as she turned towards him.
His eyes grew wide. Damn!
Piccolo thought. I thought she had almost
forgiven me! This can't be! I am such a jerk! No, I am an IDIOT!!!
Piccolo was running out of ways
to get her back.
I want her. She is the only person I ever truly cared for! I can't lose
her! Wait, I am turning into a sentimental love fool! His mind rang out.
Lacia, looking pissed-off,
turned around and began stomping off in a different direction.
Oh, who cares!
"Lacia! You can't leave me!" he
shouted suddenly.
"And why not?" she hissed back.
"Because…I love you." Whoa… what am I saying? He wondered.
Lacia stopped dead in her
tracks.
"Oh, my god." She gasped.
Piccolo realized what he said
was true. He truly had love for her in his cold and empty heart.
"Don't think that I don't trust
you, but is it real? Are you saying the
truth?" she asked him, her voice quavering as she spoke.
"I didn't realize it until now.
My inner voice told me. Well, actually, he told you. I spoke for me. And I wouldn't blame you if you did think I was
lying. Some guys will say anything for a wonderful woman like you." Piccolo
admitted.
A silence stood between the two
for at least ten minutes.
Then, all of the sudden, Lacia
turned around and ran into Piccolo's unsuspecting arms.
"I love you, too!" she cried and
held him tight.
There they, sat, kneeling on the
ground, holding each other.
"I'm sorry that I've been such
an ass. I've never known anything
else." Piccolo apologized.
"No, I shouldn't have expected you to be ready for
anything. You probably have never even
taken a sex ed. class, let alone know what it is. So how should I count on you knowing how to react?" Lacia
answered.
They sat outside, embracing
tightly, never wanting to let go.
Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end.
An hour later, they went into
Piccolo's house. He popped a bag of
popcorn and they watched an anime movie.
It took place in a place called Monster Tokyo [or Monster City, frankly,
I can't remember] and this teenage boy had to go through it to fight a man
called Rebbie Rah. If he didn't, then a
girl whom he had to save and a street boy named Chibi would both die, not to
mention himself.
As they sat in each other's
arms, they watched as a girl cried "Take me" and flung herself onto the guy
[when I saw it, I flipped to it to show my uncle what we were watching, and the
first thing the movie said was "Take me" and I got totally embarrassed].
Lacia's eyes drifted from the
movie and onto Piccolo's burly body.
Oh, gosh, he's hot. Lacia
thought and smiled inwardly.
"What time is it?" she asked him
with love.
"Oh, about seven-thirty." Piccolo answered back.
"WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?" she screamed
and jumped up.
"What's the matter?" he questioned.
"I was supposed to be cooking
dinner at SEVEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fuck! Oh, fucking shit!" Lacia shrieked and bolted out the door. She returned within seconds, gave him a quickie-French-kiss, then
ran back outside to the large house.
"Where the fuck have you
been?!?!?" Jodi cried at Lacia when she
came in the door.
"I was watching a movie!" she
gave her excuse.
"With Piccolo…" Sloan cooed,
then busted up laughing.
"Hey, he has a big-screened
TV!!!!!!!!!!!" Lacia giggled.
"Yeah. Sure. We believe you."
Karen retorted through her laughter.
"Tell us all the juicy details!"
Sarah pleaded.
"Sorry, but no information must
be let out until he is comfortable with telling you!" Lacia informed them.
"Then you were with him! And not just to watch a movie!" Sammy pointed out.
"Oh, yeah, it's not like we
didn't know it anyway!" Yuki scoffed.
"What do you mean?" Lacia asked
suspiciously.
The room suddenly got really
quiet.
"Um……….. Well, oh……… I don't
know………." Yuki began.
"You called out his name in your
sleep!" Sarah busted.
"Oh, Piccolo! I want to hold you and fuck you all the
time!" Karen teased and started making
out with a pillow.
"Oh, will you shut up!" Lacia laughed.
"Make me, bitch!" Karen
threatened.
"You want a piece of me? Take a bite of this!" Lacia taunted and slapped her own ass.
They fell to the ground
laughing.
"Hey, girls, giggling isn't
going to get dinner cooked!" Goku
yelled.
"Oh, you are such an ass!" Karen
screamed while laughing, then ran to him and they began to kiss.
"Hey, what's that in you hair?"
Sloan asked, pointing to Lacia's scrunchie.
"What? You mean… I can't believe it's still in there!" Lacia chuckled and took it out. She smelled it and it smelled faintly like
Piccolo's cologne.
"It's his armband." Was all she
could say.
Sloan stared at her for a minute
and could not say anything because somehow she knew that Lacia was in love.
All of a sudden, the ground
began to shake violently.
"What the fuck is that?!?!?"
Goku yelled.
"Oh, shit! Oh, fuck! It's Azefree!" Krillin yelled and began to run spastically.
Lacia bolted outside, even
though the sky was getting darker by the second. Soon, it was like night.
Piccolo dashed out of his house
and almost ran into Lacia, who was coming out to get him.
"It's Azefree!" they screamed in unison and ran back to the
others holding hands.
"Piccolo? What the fuck?" Gotun asked, totally
confused by him holding Lacia's hand.
All the guys stared at him
awkwardly.
Piccolo
brought Lacia in and kissed her dramatically as sort-of an
in-your-face-I'm-with-her-and-nobody-knew kind of kiss.
All of the men's mouths just
about dropped to the floor, along with a few of the ladies', but mostly not.
My very first fanfic—I love this one because it's based on
my best friends. If you don't
understand something, just know it's an inside joke that's so old, I've
probably forgotten it now. ~_^
