So I'm assuming for this one-shot that Namekians can have sex.
And I know that's wrong, and I probably should've explained it or something, yada, yada, yada...
But you know what? This is a fanservice. For me, and hopefully other people too, LOL
Enjoy :)
Piccolo and Gohan sat in a room, both tied to - separate - chairs. Of course they could break free; they were two of the World's Strongest. But Gohan wasn't budging, so Piccolo wasn't about to.
They just glared in silence.
"I don't know why our friends locked us in here; I'm not going to make-up with you," Gohan said in a less than friendly tone.
"Ttt. Like I'm going to?" the Namek snapped immediately in response.
Gohan just looked away and down at the floor.
After a brief silence...
"This is stupid," Piccolo finally decided. He broke free of his restraints and stood up, about to either crash through the window on Gohan's bedroom wall, or open it and fly out.
Either would work.
"Go ahead, walk away; you've already done it before," the ebony spat.
Gohan's unexpected words sliced through Piccolo like Krillin's Destructo Disc.
The Namek quickly resumed his composure and narrowed his eyes back at Gohan.
"You understand why. None of this is my fault; I said we could still be friends," he growled.
"Sure, dump a guy after all he's done is adore you and treat you with the utmost respect-"
Enraged, Piccolo boomed, "You know why we can't be together!"
Then he instantly regretted it.
Chi-Chi and the others might hear. After all no one had understood why they were arguing to begin with- that he and Gohan had secretly dated and Piccolo had broken up with him. They just knew that something had changed between the two. After the break-up, Gohan refused to see Piccolo at all. Like a great mountain or very long distance separated them.
It made Piccolo hurt even more than the day it'd happened.
"I know why you think we can't be together," Gohan reciprocated quietly then.
In fact it was so quiet, that only Piccolo's sensitive ears could hear it. "...because Nameks and...Whatever I am, half-Saiyans I guess...aren't allowed on my planet."
Piccolo was the one to look away this time.
"I thought you would be happier alone than with me," Piccolo begrudgingly said. "I didn't know you'd turn around and marry that Videl girl two weeks later."
Silence...
"You should have told me...before we had sex, Piccolo-san."
The Namek widened his eyes slightly. He turned all the way, slowly.
"Is that it? Because you wanted your first time to be with-"
Gohan's bottom lip trembled and his eyes shot ice-blue, his power-up breaking the chair.
"No, that's not it at all!"
He stood, "Dammit Piccolo I loved you! And I thought you felt the same for me. I'd die for you on the battlefield and fight a whole GALAXY of people not wanting us to be together, and you shy away at the slightest bit of discomfort!"
He talked toward the door, "All those years were just a lie; you made me believe you were this big, strong, tough guy but in reality you're just wea-"
Piccolo flew over and covered Gohan's mouth.
"Don't say it."
Gohan shot him a dirty look and tore Piccolo's hand from his mouth.
"/Weak/."
Piccolo grimaced but held on firmly to Gohan's wrist as the half-Saiyan tried to leave. "Gohan I broke up with you because I loved you-"
"No, you didn't. I was just some sex toy for your guilty pleasures and then you dumped me."
The Namek stood there, shocked.
"-You made me feel so...dirty."
The Namek let go as he felt a stab in his heart.
But instead of leaving, Gohan seemed to lose strength, shaking. He powered back down.
"...and cheap, and stupid, and naïve and abused..." He hit the door repeatedly with his fist at each word; even as he slid to the ground on his knees.
"And dead. Completely dead in-inside..." His voice quivered and broke as he cried and continued to shake on the floor.
And Piccolo just stood there, dumbfounded as the 19 year-old sobbed at his feet.
"How could I do this to my friend."
The Namek didn't realize he said it aloud as he crouched down cautiously.
"Gohan..."
The ebony continued to heave in front of him. "G-go away..." he replied feebly.
Piccolo frowned, feeling a steely resolve begin to build in the bottom of his heart. "No, Gohan I can't leave you like this."
"Y-you di-did before..."
"I didn't know it hurt you this much," Piccolo picked him up and pulled him onto his lap.
Gohan's body was like a limp, shaking noodle. His eyes were squeezed shut and his fists were over his eyes.
"Le-let me goo..."
"No."
Piccolo even surprised himself, but now he was becoming surer of this newfound feeling. "I'm not letting you go."
Gohan only sniffled some more.
The Namek thought for a moment, before mustering up the gentlest voice he could find, "Gohan, even if we were to be together, it's too late...Videl-"
"I don't love her."
That was it.
Just like when he was five years old and so sure of himself, Gohan used the exact same voice. One of the many – thousands – of reasons Piccolo loved him.
"No. I don't."
"Are you trying to convince yourself or are you serious," Piccolo stated bluntly. But inside, his blood was racing.
"I'm serious."
Gohan tentatively took a fist off a puffy, red eye. "Mi-mister Piccolo."
It melted Piccolo's heart. "I truly only did it because I loved you, kid. I thought you would be happier with a family I can't provide," he muttered.
"You don't know me better than I know me." Gohan answered quietly, still looking up at him.
Piccolo sighed and looked away, then looked back at Gohan's sick puppy-dog look.
"You're cute, I'll give you that."
"Does that mean-"
"Only after you break-up with this Videl girl," he reminded.
"Yeah I need to get a divorce," Gohan's excited look turned solemn as he nodded, contemplating.
Piccolo felt a bit of panic at this response and frowned.
"So you're sure-"
Gohan sniffled and gave him a small smile. Then he reached a hand up and brought Piccolo's head down and kissed him.
"Never have been surer of anything in my life."
Piccolo smiled too, the smile he hadn't given in months; it was the one he'd long ago reserved for Gohan.
"Remember I'll always love you, kid. Even when it seems like I'm...hurting you," his gravelly voice fell in the silent room. He ran a hand through the ebony's hair.
Gohan's fingertips touched Piccolo's chest, "I love you too, Piccolo...and thanks; I know that now."
Oh lord this is so sugary-sweet, haha! A little OOC but ya know what...I don't know. What do you think?