Hey guys!, so I've recently been introduced into the magically wonderful world of DBZ! I'm currently watching the Buu Saga and Piccolo by far is my favorite character. I've developed a slight fangirl crush! :D so this will be my first DBZ fanfic. PicxReader. He's a sneak peak of what's to come.

Please comment and favorite and let me know if this is a good introduction and if you're eager for more!

A haze of golden honey light colored the inside of the cave walls.

"Lets go!, out of bed" piccolo snarled. He stood at the doorway of the cave glaring in your direction.

"Jeez Pico, do you need to be so grumpy first thing in the morning?" You grumble rising from the hard ground. You let out a loud exaggerated yawn as you stretched your arms in the air. Your back cracked satisfyingly as you turned and looked up at Piccolo.

He grits his teeth and stares at you a moment before collecting himself. "I'm only training you as a favor to Gohan. You should be a little more grateful you have someone looking out for you." His voice was gruff with little emotion. "And don't call me that!" As he turns to leave the cave.

"Grateful my ass" you mumble under your breath as you buckled your training weights to your ankles.

"What was that?" Piccolo quickly turns his head to you unamused.

"N...nothing!" You throw your hands in the air with a nervous grin on your face.

"Mmmm" He grumbles as walks away out of view.

You and Gohan had become friends during high-school thanks to his girlfriend Videl. After graduation you all remained close but you couldn't help but feel so distance after seeing what skilled fighters they were. Have grown up bullied it made you long to be able to handle you own. The pair were always bailing you out of situations and it made you feel like a burden. If it wasn't for Pan and their busy new lives they would've train your themselves but now you were stuck with Piccolo. Sure there were other options like Vegetta, even Trunks or Goten could have taught you some skills but truthfully Vegetta would most likely train you to death while on the other hand being trained by two hyper active kids would probably make you wish you were dead. Piccolo was the easier choice if you wanted to actually learn something and keep your sanity. You just wished he'd lighten up a bit.

Taking a step out of the cave you could hear the cicadas buzzing loudly. A gust of warm air caressed your face. You took a moment to admire the mountain top that was over flowing with lush green grass, a variety of flowers and beautiful oaks that were much older than yourself. It was barely passed the crack of dawn and your muscles were sore already. It had been a week since you started training with Piccolo and he was not going easy on you.

"Tell me again why I have to wear these unbearable weights. They do nothing but hold me back" You moan sourly as you hobbled your way up to him. You glance up and notice a light smile on his face.

He reaches up and gently lifts his hat from his head and stares at it a moment chuckling.

"Piccolo chuckling? This can't be good" You very rarely saw the Namekian show any kind of emotion. But when ever you saw a smile it was usually followed by getting your butt kicked like a wet noodle. His strength was incredible compared to your flimsy self.

"Hold this" He stretches his hand out to, his hat resting in his palms.

"Um,... what?" You look at him funny. "Is this a joke?" His chuckling had ceased almost as soon as it started and he now looked at you cooly.

"Part of your training" He nods at you.

"Whatever you say big guy" You shrug and reach on hand out to grab his hat.

"I'd use both hands if I wear you"

You rolls your eyes slightly annoyed but follow his advice and reach out both hands. They wrap around the soft coiled body of his hat and hoist it from his hands. "Whaaaaaaaa" Almost immediately you feel your entire body shift as you tumble to the ground. The hat felt like a boulder as it dug your hands into the dirt.

"WHAT THE HELL PICCOLO!" You yell up at him trying to free your hands from the crushing weight. "ARE YA TRYING TO KILL ME!!"

He lets out a loud boast of laughter before reaching down and relieving you from the cheap trick. You watch, while rubbing your aching wrists, as he tucks it nearly back onto his head as if was as light as a feather. You just stared in aw, your jaw gaped. You didn't understand what just happened.

He looks down at your seriously now his arms crossed against his chest. "Enough playing around, its time to get to work"

"Alright now, get in your starting stance" Piccolo patiently waited for you. He leaned up against a towering oak tree drinking in the shade.

"I am!" You snapped back at him. You crouched low with your feet spread apart. You had your hands balled into tight form fists.

"You call that a starting stance!?" Piccolo looked at you Ahgast. "Have you learned nothing this week!"

"Whats wrong with it!" You puff your cheeks out defensively.

"First of all your foot work is completely wrong" He pushes himself from the tree and walks over to you. "And just what is that you're doing with your hands?!" He growled. His pointed teeth showing with his annoyance.

"Um, making a fist!" You say sarcastically looking up at him. He looms over you.

"Your fingers are practically turning purple! You need'nt use so much strength in such a simple stance. Relax." He still sounded harsh but his tone was a bit more mellow.

"Like this?" You relaxed your muscles and stood calmly.

"Better. Now move your left foot back an inch."

You follow his lead

"Much better. Now I want you to hold that position for an hour" He turns and leans back up against the tree closing his eyes.

"YOU CANT BE SERIOUS!" You yelled over to him but remained still. He didn't answer.

The day wore on as Piccolo went over everything you had been taught that week. Practicing punches, kicks, dodging, and conserving your energy.

Sweat poured from your brow as you heaved breathlessly. You wiped it away and flopped to the ground with an exhausted sigh. Piccolo lay to the right of you napping in the tall grass. His green skin glistened in the sunlight.

"Done already?" He called to you without moving or opening his eyes.

"I've been at it all day. The suns going down, and I'm exhausted. Besides... when are you going to teach me the good stuff?; like flying and energy blasts. If Videl can learn it, so can I."

"Mmmmmm" Piccolo grumbled before sitting up. You expected him to be annoyed but he looked off towards the setting sun with contemplation. "Very well" he mumbled.

"What!?, are you serious!" You jump up excitedly ignoring the pain in your muscles. Piccolo nods as he stood up and walked past you towards the cave.

"Come, you'll need as much energy as you can get" An infant smile forms on his lips but disappears quickly.

"Hmph" You place your hands on your hips proudly and stare at him as he walked away, noting his smile. Perhaps the Namekian was growing fond of you. With a new spark of happiness you headed off after him to get a restful nights sleep.

You woke up with a sudden chill wash over you. You turn to see the fire had died down to a crimson glow of ash. Your skin was coated with goosebumps. You pull the only thin blanket you'd thought to pack over you to try and keep warm but it wasn't enough. When Piccolo had mentioned going to a remote location for practice you pictured some place with a bit more practicality.

You look at Piccolo, wondering if he was fairing the same way. He sat arms and legs crossed, in full focus meditation, unfazed by the cold.

"Pico" You call out to him.

His left eyes opens and he stares at you grumpily. "What?"

"Would you mind grabbing some more fire wood. The temperatures dropped significantly"

His eye shifts from you to the dying fire then back to you. "No" he answers flatly before closing his eye and regaining his focus.

You frown at him. You contemplate going out on your own and getting wood yourself, when you think of a more brilliant idea. What better way to keep warm and get back at the Namekian than invade his personal space?; something of which he was very fond of. You smirk at the idea before tossing the sheet off yourself. You quietly slink across the cold stone floor over to him. He was fading deeper into meditation and hadn't noticed. Slipping underneath his white cape you snuggle up to his ribs. You're instantly filled with the feeling of warmth and comfort.

"Waaaaaaaaaahhhh... what're you doing!?" His voice came out raspy and confused. His arms had uncrossed and were now raised in the air as if he was surrendering.

"Keeping warm" you reply as a matter of factly. Feeling satisfied about getting a rise out of him as you snuggle in tighter. "It's your fault for not keeping up with the fire."

He quickly grabs you by the shoulders and scoots you away from him before standing up. His hand was to his face as he tried to calm himself.

"Uh oh... did I go to far?" You frantically think to yourself. He looked angry. But you notice something else in his expression. You almost couldn't believe it... the Namekian was embarrassed. It was rather cute. "Wait a minute, Pico are you blushing!?" You snicker

"How,.. how dare you..." His eyes quivered in shock before he turns to storm out of the cave.

"Wait!, where are you going!?" You leap up worried. You didn't mean to piss him off.

"To get you your damn fire wood!" He snarled before fading into the darkness of the night.

You waited patiently for him to return, replaying the situation over in your head. "Pico,... embarrassed?; now that's a rare sight" You felt kind of bad about how amused you were. But part of you also felt confused. You keep picturing his face in your mind. His rose colored flushed cheeks. His hand to his face as and obvious attempt to try and hide it. A tingling sensation entered the pit of your stomach; as if you were sick but nothing you've really experienced before. Little did you know, You were developing a small crush.