Chapter 2 - A Family.


A/N: I do not own Dragon Ball Z!

However the characters Mura and Mizuki belong to me, along with Mizuki's origins.

Please ask permission before using them.

I forgot I hadn't made it clear what Mizuki looked like, so here's a brief description of her appearance.

Cyan blue hair going to her shoulders, cyan blue eyes, a strong and toned figure and a Gi exactly like Piccolo's but with a gold sash instead of a sky blue one.

Mura looks like the child version of Piccolo, but has kinder eyes.


Mizuki sat outside her living room on the Lookout with a look of pure worry, she didn't want to be out here, she wanted to be inside with her mate, who was currently going through intense agony for her.

"Will he be alright?" Mizuki asked, looking at Mister Popo who was watering the plants, even after Kami had been fused with Piccolo, he continued to work in the Lookout, Mizuki too kind to fire him, even if Piccolo hated the extra company.

"I'm sure Piccolo-sama will be fine..." Mister Popo said, smiling at the cyan blue woman who nibbled on her fingers with worry dormant in her eyes. "He's been through a lot and you know how many times he's come out without a scratch, this is no different..."

"This is very different!" Mizuki snapped, spinning to face the door as a strange choking sound came from inside. "He's not just doing this for himself! What if Dende can't heal him?!"

"Dende is a fine healer, if there were any dangers, he would be there in a heartbeat and help..." Mister Popo continued to reassure her as Mizuki stiffened at a gurgle she heard then a choked gasp.

"Piccolo-sama..." Mizuki breathed, sitting down and clasping her hands together in the form of a prayer. "Kami-sama, even if you live within Piccolo's dormant mind, please guide him through this with no complications..."

She spent ten more minutes doing this until a disturbing crack was heard and she shot up. "Wh-what was that?!" She gasped, tears pooling in her eyes. "Piccolo-sama?!"

Then the doors opened and Dende walked out, holding a bundle in his arms. "Mizuki-chan?" He asked and glanced up to see Mizuki walking towards him. "Piccolo-sama wanted you to be the first to hold him..."

Mizuki was handed the small bundle and she gasped as she looked down at her newborn son. A boy with green skin, little baby fangs, and antennae, lay in the crook of her arm, his eyes closed as he slept.

"D-Dende..." Mizuki breathed, getting on one knee so the young teen could see the newborn baby. "Th-this is my son!" She said excitedly, and Dende smiled like a loon. "This is my baby boy!"

"What are you going to name him?"

Mizuki gasped and stood back up, holding the baby like a new mother would. "Piccolo-sama?! Where is he, is he alright?!"

Dende raised his arms with a drop of sweat sliding down his cheek. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Mizuki-chan, calm down! Piccolo-san is fine! He's just resting!"

Mizuki pushed past Dende and walked into the room to see Piccolo lying back in bed, his palm covering his face as he panted hard, his cheeks flushed purple and pain evident in the way his body twitched every so often.

"Piccolo-sama..."

Piccolo opened an eye which Mizuki saw from a gap in his fingers and huffed out a breath, still unable to speak as his throat was basically on fire at this moment.

Mizuki spotted a broken egg in the corner and realised that was what the crack was about. She didn't know how Piccolo had managed to spit an egg out, but with the way he wasn't answering, it must have been dangerously painful.

The wolf girl smiled and walked towards her mate, sitting down in the chair by his bed as he removed his hand from his face and opened his mouth, inhaling air sharply and greedily as his fangs glittered in the morning light.

"Piccolo-sama...It's your son..." Mizuki said, leaning over so Piccolo could see the child he had worked hard at creating. The weakened Namek forced himself to roll on his side and looked at his child as he propped himself up on his right arm.

A strangled gasp left Piccolo's mouth as he got a look at his son, who looked like him a lot, but had a kindness Piccolo's features lacked.

"I was thinking you could name him...After all, you're the one who gave birth, technically..." Mizuki said, cooing at the small bundle as he gurgled and opened his large eyes, making both parents feel the instinct to protect their child with their lives.

"I-I..." Piccolo let out, his voice so hoarse it was barely heard. "C-can't!" He coughed and stroked his throat with his clawed fingers.

Mizuki glanced at Dende who had just entered the room and he nodded, running to Piccolo's side and putting a hand gently on the older Namek's throat.

A minute passed before Dende stepped back and Piccolo felt better, a lot better. He sat up fully and smiled down at his mate. "How about this..." He said, his smooth voice causing Mizuki to feel shivers. "You pick a name, and if the Namek language has a good match, we'll name him that...That way we both get to choose..."

Mizuki's eyes turned bright and she looked down at her little baby Namek. "Green..." She said, knowing it was cliche, but it was just too perfect.

"Mura..." Piccolo said, taking the baby gently from Mizuki and holding him like a father would, a smile on his features, a smile he researved only for his new family.

Dende, luckily, had left straight after healing Piccolo's throat, so he did not see this smile.

"Mura..." Mizuki said, mulling it over, then a large grin spread across her lips. "I like it...Sounds sensible, just like his father..."

Piccolo leaned over and pressed a tender and loving kiss to his mate's lips, then he stood up and walked over to Mura's cot, placing the baby gently inside and covering him with a blanket.

Then he turned to his mate and held out a hand, which she took. He pulled her against his chest and wrapped both arms around her, holding her as close as possible. "We're a family now...I will spend every breath left in this body keeping you both safe...I won't let anything happen to you..."

Mizuki knew instantly, that he would not let that promise be shattered, no matter how dangerous the foe.


A/N: Did you like this one?

I loved writing it, I could just imagine Piccolo going through all this agony to have a family with Mizuki!

It was so beautiful to write. I hope it came out the same.

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