The next couple of days seemed to fall into an odd routine where Solarah would go to work and then hurry home, knowing that Piccolo would soon come see her. She quickly realized after the second day that he didn't eat much but drunk water so she made it a habit to keep bottled water at the house.
After about a week she started feeling strangely like was coming down with the flu and Piccolo instantly took notice and was worried that he was bothering her. How could she tell him that the moment that he arrives that it goes away? It was strange.
"Perhaps It a form of Longing." She said to herself as she walked down the sidewalk towards her house, Unknowingly to the stranger that was following her. Her mind was not exactly sharp at the moment as her head swam slightly with dizziness.
Solarah turned down the sidewalk in between the buildings like she does everyday. The srtanger stopped on the corner quickly looked around for witnesses and hurried down the alley behind Solarah.
Piccolo's POV*
'This is crazy! How can I feel Disgruntled all day long but the moment she steps into my view, the world changes...She effects me so badly...and I enjoy it...I enjoy her...Is it suppose to be that way?' Piccolo thought as he headed towards her house. He dispised the city and all the horrible crap that lives within it...But Then theres a gem that sits in the middle of it all and when he gets the chance, He's going to steal it away.
Something weird pulls at his senses and he couldn't ignore it. It was a life force in panic and it felt like it was calling to him.
'Solarah?' He thought as he quickly flew in that direction.
Solarah's POV*
'OH MY GOD!, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD!!!' her mind chanted as a Masked man Held her against the wall and began groping her. She tried to scream but he squeeze her throat shut and dared her to try it again so all she could do was resist and that only resulted in him pulling a knife out and nicking her chin. 'Piccolo...Oh Please help me...Please Come save me...he's going to rape me and then...Oh God...Would he want me after that?' She thought and started to cry.
Her shirt was suddenly sliced open as well as her bra and she trembled at the fact that no one knew where she was. She begged the man to stop but he only laughed and mimicked her like she was pathetic.
When he reached for her pants she started fighting back again and he was enjoying it. At one point she successfully knocked the knife out of his hand. The man retailated by slapping her extremely hard. this stunned her and she actually stumbled against the wall behind her.
The man sneered and grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking her head back. She felt him lean close and with his nasty breath he said, "Bitch...No one knows or cares where you are...After I fuck your brains out I'm going to take you back to my boys and let them all have a turn."
Just as the man went for her pants again, a defiant growl came from above and before she had time to think A white cape was in front of her and a gurgling sound like someone was drowning was coming from the otherside. Solarah pulled her shirt closed and took refuge against the wall, turning away. She felt like garbage and the way that man had groped her, made her feel dirty. She suddenly felt sick, like she wanted to vomit. Her head was also Fuzzy like she was lightheaded. Sounds and lights started to blur and then that was it. She plunged into darkness.
Piccolo's POV*
There was so much rage and hate running wild inside of his veins, This Trash of a man had Solarah against the wall and had his hands all over her. Piccolo felt the fear radiate from her and even saw her fighting back. It was when the man slapped her that Piccolo lost all control. He stood now looking down at the corpse of that man and his throat snapped. He felt no remorse that he killed him, It didn't matter, If he had to go to hell for killing someone then so be it, He'd kill this man a thousand times over if it only eased the rage that it caused.
Piccolo heard a weird noise behind him and turned just in time to catch Solarah as she collasped to the ground.
"Solarah?...Solarah?, Hold on." Piccolo said frantically to her unconcious form as he scooped her up and flew her to out of the city, Unknowing of the pair of eyes that watched him as he departed.
"Piccolo?...Isn't the hospital...The other way?...Where are you taking her?" Piccolo's Pupil, Gohan asked allowed and watched his friend fly away from the city with the woman in his arms. Gohan looked to the body laying in the alleyway and wondered what had gotten into Piccolo that he would just up and Kill someone like that. "Perhaps I'll go and talk to Bulma...that woman is her friend afterall." Gohan added and took off towards Capsule Corps.
As Piccolo Rounded the top of the lookout, There was Dende waiting. He had felt Piccolo's rage and went to see what the problem, what he saw shocked him and just this once he felt sympathy anger as he saw what had caused Piccolo's spike in rage. It took all he had right then not to loose his own control, He knew at that moment that the man was going to die so instead of witnessing it, he looked away. Was he horrible for granting Piccolo that much? 'Yeah It didn't matter anyways.' Dende thought as he followed the older Namek into the sanctuary.
Piccolo Took Solarah straight to his own personal room and placed her on the bed then pulled the ripped clothes from her body, Instead he created a purple gown that hung off her shoulder, It ended right above the knee. Dende chose that moment to approach and offer his assistance.
"Piccolo...You are forgiven for taking that man's life...you know that right?" Dende stated as he place a hand on her forhead.
"And you know damn well that I couldn't care less if I was forgiven or not, When I do leave this world, I will go to hell, and I will make his soul pay for eternity for touching Her in such a way...Dende I could sense her fear, miles before I found her...I could sense her pain and suffering and I do not ever want to sense such a thing ever again." Piccolo growled out and paced the floor. Dende Stopped and stepped into Piccolo's Path.
"Why don't you go into the Hyperbolic Time chamber and cool off. Train, Blow steam, Whatever it takes so that when she wakes up you will be level headed enough to comfort her." Dende firmly stated and Piccolo reluctantly agreed because the younger Namekian was right.
"Fine." Piccolo bellowed and headed for the Time Chamber, Leaving Dende to tend to his heart that was laying on the bed.
Dende Looked down at the face that changed everything he knew about his own kind. She was special in more ways than just the ones that Piccolo knew. Her heart was as Pure at white light and her smile was as warm as the sun. Dende smiled sadly and placed his hand on her forhead again. This time he was bombarded with thoughts and images of her anguish while that man touched her...and harmed her... Dende wouldn't beable to erase her memories but he can at least do something about all the bruises and cuts that she had recieved. It was when he reached deeper to make sure nothing else happened, that he found a shocking reality and he instantly pulled back and stared at her. "It cant be possible...theres no way that this has happened." Dende claimed in shock to himself and looked down at her stomach. He cuatiously placed his hand there and reached out again. Sure enough he felt it...She was Pregnant.
" Okay...Piccolo's going to die with this knowledge...I just hope that it wasn't that man's." Dende said allowed and sat down in the chair next to her bed and just stared.
An Hour which is 15 days in the hyperbolic time chamber, Piccolo emerges form the door and sighs deeply as he regained his composure. He knew his destination and he was on route until Dende stopped him.
"Are you feeling better?" Dende asked calmly and Piccolo nodded then He apologized to Dende for being out of control.
"It's Ok really...Um...There's something I need to tell you."Dende stated and Piccolo looked towards his room.
He could sense Solarah slumbering peacefully and inside he thanked Dende greatly for taking care of her.
"Dende...First let me say that, This woman...She means...EVERYTHING to me...I...I have Found that no other emotion can describe how i feel except that I love her." Piccolo stated and Dende raised an eyeridge at Piccolo and then let out an uneasy breath.
"Oh, Well That's good cause if you didn't feel that way about her then what I was going to tell you was going to be awkward...No I think it's still going to be awkward." Dende nervously claimed and it was Piccolo's turn to raise and eyeridge.
"What do you mean Dende?" Piccolo asked worriedly and watched the smaller namek look to the floor.
"Dende?, What Is It...Tell me" Piccolo demanded and Dende looked him stright in the eyes.
"Well I...When I healed her I..." Dende was suddenly cut off by a roaring engine of the plane that Bulma flew.
They both watched as she landed and was out of the plane in seconds.
"Where Is she? Is she ok?" Bluma threw out and was frantically looking about.
"Wait...How did you know anything was wrong?" Piccolo questioned as he suddenly sensed another and soon Gohan was approaching.
"Gohan told me what happened and that you sped off here...and I was concerned for her." Bulma spoke and Piccolo looked to the tiles on the grounds of the Lookout.
"Bulma...Surely you would have realized by now her thoughts of me...as well as mine of her." Piccolo stated and continued to stare at the tiles near his foot. He then rose his eyes to the blue haired woman and to his suprise she was smiling back and she nodded.
"Yeah...She told me how you come and see her every day or so after work...it is odd for me to realize that you have changed greatly...and It must be doing something for her...Cause the whole time I have known her, She has never once, Smiled with her heart. She practically glows each day. so Whatever it is your doing...For her sake...Don't stop." Bulma stated and stepped up to him, patted him on the forarm. Nodded and then followed Dende into The lookout to check on Solarah.
Piccolo just stood there and stared out over the clouds that gathered just below the grounds and waited for his pupil to arrive. He had questions for him anyways.
Solarah's POV
There was a low mumble and it was slowly getting louder, A warmth started to fill the void and the light was starting to fade to where she could open her eyes.
"oh Wow...I hope that it's someone she care for...what does Piccolo think about this?" Came a familiar voice and it was still hard to focus.
"I haven't told him...but sooner or later he's going to find out." Came another very Familiar voice
'What are they talking about?' Solarah thought as she vocally groaned.
"Hey Princess...How are you feeling? It appears you have your own knight in shinning Armor...well green skin." Came that voice again and it literally took seconds before Solarah had a fcae to go with the voice.
"Bulma?" She asked and as she squinted her vision she realized that the other person was Dende, Which can only mean one thing.
"That Man ...Where's Piccolo?" Solarah suddenly went into fits and Bulma was there hugging her.
"Shhhhhh...Hey, It's Okay...Piccolo...Um Took care of him...Permantly it seems." Bulma struggled to explain but Solarah unserstood completely.
She brought her hands up to her mouth to hide the anguish. "He's dead isn't he? The last thing I remember was Piccolo standing between me and that horrid man and the sound of gurgling and ragged breathing...Piccolo...He killed him...Didn't he?" Solarah asked as the tears fell. She felt sadness for him, 'I bet that it bothered him too.' solarah thought and wipe the tears away.
"Yes...And I would do it again...If it secured your safety...not to mention...he was touching someone who was not his." Came that gruff voice from the Door and as She turned her gaze to him. There was a hallow look about his face and she reached for him. He stared back at her for a moment then came in.
Bulma and Dende exchanged glances and watched as Piccolo approached the bed and sat down next to Solarah. She was instantly in his arms and Bulma Smiled.
"Wow...I thought I'd never see the day, when Piccolo finds love." He glanced at Bulma and her comment and then back to Solarah.
Solarah sighed peacefully at the scent that surrounded her. She felt all her worries melt away and thats when it hit her.
She looked to Bulma and chewed at her lip.
"Miss Bulma? do you still have the ...Portable house...that needs testing?"
Solarah felt all eyes on her and she trembled. Piccolo tightened his embrace and Solarah briefly smiled.
"Actually yes and I can't seem to find anyone who would...why?" Bulma asked as she smirked cause she was pretty sure where this was heading.
"I want to live...away from the city...You know how I feel about all the pollution and overall...I just can't take it." Solarah claimed and looked up to Piccolo. He had a werid hopeful look in his eyes like he was thinking the same thing.
"So You want to Move where Piccolo is...Is that It?" Came Bulma's voice and Solarah broke eye contact and smiled back at Bulma.
Bulma stared back at her and Piccolo very seriously and then addressed Piccolo solely. "Piccolo, Do you love her?"
"I would Think that would be very obvious at this point!" Piccolo said flatly. Bulma crossed her arms across her chest and continued to give him a cold stare.
"I want to hear you say it." She demanded firmly and started tapping her foot.
"Why...Bulma...Quit it." Solarah threw out but the grip on her shoulder told her to let it go.
"He knows why, don't you Piccolo...Now, Do you LOVE her?" Bulma spoke and Piccolo grunted slightly.
"...Yes...I Do love her." Piccolo claimed and Solarah felt her heart flip. She sat there blinking up to his currently stoic face. He glanced down at her and then back to Bulma.
"Ok Its a deal...However...First, You need to come back to Capsule corps for a few days." Bulma stated and Piccolo growled and even bared his teeth slightly. Bulma pointed at him and continued, "For a few days, so you can help me get it ready...Is that ok Piccolo?" Solarah just smiled and patted his arm. She couldn't help but to smile at how he was being protective of her. She's never had that before and it felt good.
"Piccolo as long as I stay within the compound of Capsule corps I'll be fine...I swear it." Solarah reasured and Bulma chimed in with a "I Swear Too" comment and Piccolo physically sighed. Surrendering he returned Solarah's Smile and released his hold on her.
Solarah slid out of the bed, and that's when she noticed the dress that hung about her form. It was beautiful and Piccolo cleared his throat behind her. She turned to glance at him over her shoulder. There was that purple tinge, staining his cheeks as he looked down and then back up to her.
Her memory suddenly hit and she realized that he had given her this dress because A: it was probably easier for him, and B: Her shirt and bra that she use to have on was sliced open and she would be more or less topless.
"Thats really pretty Solarah...where did you get it?" came Bulma's voice and Piccolo cringed as he looked around Solarah at Bulma.
"Well... with the events that happened earlier...my clothes were sliced open so I'm guessing that Piccolo or Dende gave it to me... Thank you."
Solarah stated and Bulma started to usher Solarah out to the plane. Piccolo and Dende followed.
*Piccolo's POV*
Piccolo stood in the front of the plane with his arms crossed and staring back at Solarah and Bulma. He knew she needed this...but That didn't mean he was going to like it. However he did trust Bulma, That's why he agreed. Bulma Shook her head at him and threw a white rag at him, which landed at his feet, He looked back at Bulma and raised a brow.
"Will you stop giving me that Look...Sheesh, I told you that I would take care of her...will you calm down." Bulma threw out and helped Solarah to the passenger seat. "Look, no really...I'm going to get the capsule house stocked ok...For everything she needs...I know where she's going to...so don't worry...chances are that's exactly where your going to be...waiting am I right?...Piccolo...your a lucky clover, you know that?"
And with that Bulma was speeding away with Solarah. All he could do was watch her go. It felt strangely and he grumbled to himself.
"Piccolo...perhaps you would like to meditate?" came Dende's voice and Piccolo sighed, then nodded. "Yeah...That's probably a good idea."
