Chapter 3


This type of approach is exactly what Vegeta doesn't want. He has always insisted that I stay away. I wasn't to question him nor was I to step foot on Capsule Corp's property. And I was willing to abide by his terms. Especially if this meant he would continue to see me. But now, things have changed.

And I'm not ready for things to change…

When all this started happening, I suppose I needed to see him more than he needed to see me. Honestly, I'd been alone for a long time. I mean, there were those moments I spent with Gohan but I had no connection with the kid. I only felt the need to protect him. I truly believed I owed Goku this. So, I trained Gohan the way I would have trained my own son. When we would spar, I would give him all of me. And the kid would do the same. It made sense to do things that way.

But then, when it was all over and Gohan didn't need me as much, the loneliness found its way back in. I would spend so many nights wandering through thick forests, flying over mountains, and sitting to watch the rushing flow of every nearby river. And I tried to fight it. I wanted to build some type of relationship with Goku and the rest of them, but all my energy kept leading to isolation.

I admit, I was weak to this force pulling me from everyone. But once Vegeta started coming around, I don't know...I felt strange.

Seeing his seclusion...out there in the middle of nowhere...

his separation from the rest...and the way his eyes appeared...their strength...I was drawn to him...

I started to understand all these thoughts I had of Vegeta were wrong. In reality, we are more alike than different. We share something others just can't comprehend. That's what I believe. And Vegeta nor anyone else can convince me otherwise.

This connection…

These feelings…

I can't be the only one acknowledging them. And whatever this is between us, has to continue, whether he likes it or not.

Without any hesitation, I bang on the sturdy door to Capsule Corp. I am anticipating Vegeta but to my surprise it's Bulma. She looks at me with a smile. I stare back quite shocked and all the determination I had seems to dwindle. I am suddenly reminded of her might compared to my own. She is this forbidden vessel, protected solely by Vegeta's words. Just to speak of her had constantly ensured me months of agonizing rejection. Now, here she is, standing in front of me, glowing like the sun. I swear, Vegeta made her seem like she was better in every way.

"Hey, Piccolo," she smiles even more as she adjusts her purse, " What brings you here?"

I contemplate what I should say. Unfortunately, I can't think long on the matter. Bulma pats my shoulder to bring my attention back to her.

"If you are looking for Goku, he's not here."

Of course, she would think I am looking for Goku. What she doesn't know is that my one and only thought is to confront Vegeta. Goku is the least of my concern.

"Piccolo?" She calls my name again but this time, my focus doesn't return to her. Instead, my eyes are suddenly directed to the staircase. Standing at the foot of the stairs is Vegeta. And I can tell, from the look on his face, he is not pleased that I'm here.

TBC...Hopefully you will stick around. These chapters will be short. Anyway, review if you want to read more.