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The sound of rushing water always seemed to have a calming effect on Piccolo whenever he was stressed, or angry, or whatever. He sat under the water letting it run over his body; the waterfall was one of the few places left untouched by the androids, and for that he was grateful. He sighed moving his head fully under the water. He felt guilty; he shouldn't have walked out on Kimura at a time like that. But why hadn't she told him she was pregnant to begin with?

Somewhere to his left a twig snapped, he opened his eyes standing up straight out of the water. Like a deer caught in headlights, there stood Crisjin.

"This day could not get any better." Piccolo muttered dryly to himself.

Crisjin blinked a few times, "Do I know you?"

"Oh yea," Piccolo snorted rising his ki briefly to dry himself as he lowered to the ground, "This is great." He said dryly looking the man over, "Where have you been?" He didn't appear to be dead like they had all thought… or even injured for that matter.

Crisjin stared back at him blankly, then he blinked his eyes widening, "Oh shit!" He stammered shaking his head, "Oh shit, oh shit… I can't believe… oh shit!"

Piccolo folded his arms over his chest, "Care to elaborate?" He grunted raising an eyebrow.

"Yea, but it's stupid….no wait cliché. I can't even believe how cliché this is," Crisjin rolled his eyes heavenward, "Last thing I could remember was being on planet-" He froze biting his lip, "Well the name doesn't matter," He stammered not wanting to admit he couldn't pronounce the planet's name he had lived on for several years, "-That's where I thought I was now. But when I saw you everything snapped back. Oh Kami the androids! Is Gohan okay? I saw him fall and I tried to get to him but…" He shook his head growing silent.

Piccolo frowned, "Gohan's fine, he's strong."

"You make it sound like he's hurt or something…" Crisjin said softly.

"He was." Piccolo turned away not feeling like telling Crisjin much at all. He dropped his arms down to his sides, "You should come back." He tilted his head to the side looking down at the man before turning away and floating upward. There was a part of him that didn't want Crisjin to come back, a part that wished he really was dead. A part of him felt jealous, though he wouldn't admit that out loud.

"I can't."

Piccolo stared at Crisjin with slight disbelief before lowering himself back to the ground, "This isn't time for games Crisjin." He growled feeling less than amused by the situation.
Crisjin shook his head, "See Piccolo…" He ran a shaky hand through his hair, "I couldn't remember what happened… I was found by a small group of people who helped me get better.. I have a new life with them Piccolo. I can't just leave them…"

Several emotions flickered across Crisjin's eyes.
Piccolo snorted turning away, "It's your choice." He said looking the man over once more, "Are you going to at least let the others know you're alive?" He didn't care about everyone knowing, just Kimura. For some reason he felt that she should know that Crisjin was still alive. The thought made his stomach sick, which in turn made him feel rather annoyed and curse both Kimura and Gohan for making him as soft as he had gotten.

Crisjin shook his head, "No Piccolo… It's better this way… to just leave quietly."
"It's cowardly is what it is, but like I said, it's your choice." Piccolo turned and without a second glance back, took off towards the lookout.

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Legs dangling over the edge; the ground in clear view for miles and miles. There was a layer of clear blue sky then clouds in the east, a storm was brewing. Kimura could imagine the sidewalks spotted with raindrops then the downpour following behind crackling thunder.

Or maybe it was snowing…

Tora sat down besides her folding her legs underneath herself. She was silent for a long moment, just watching the storm clouds move across the horizon. The scent of fresh rain washed over the lookout.

"Look… I'm sorry."
Kimura frowned slightly, "Yea… It's okay."

Tora nodded rubbing at the back of her neck, "I just worry… you're like my little sister." Kimura glanced at her and she shrugged, "What're you going to do?"

Kimura breathed in deeply, "I was torn at first," She admitted bowing her head, "But I'm gonna keep it." Her arms wrapped around her stomach, "When I first found out about it," Her breath hitched in hesitation, "I wanted nothing more than to destroy it. The thought of part of him inside me made me sick. Then Vegeta found out and ordered me to kill it. Ordered me to kill my child. I felt this protectiveness I had never experienced before… I had never thought possible for the thing inside me. This is my child and it hasn't done anything to deserve that kind of fate. A fate to not have the opportunity to make a decision of your own… to not even take a breath." She looked at Tora and smiled lightly.

Tora nodded, "Think you're ready for a child?"

"Hell no!" Kimura laughed, "Are you kidding? Me with a kid?"

Tora laughed nudging Kimura in the side, "Yea, you'll do fine. You've got tons of help around here."

Kimura grinned, "Think so?"

"I know so." Tora stretched her legs out, "As long as you don't name it Kiseki or Kage."

Kimura smirked, "Damn." She breathed climbing to her feet, "You got me." She grinned stretching her back out.
"So…" Tora's face turned serious, "You… and Piccolo?"
"Ah," Kimura rubbed at the back of her neck, "We're kinda… together I guess."
Tora frowned, "Kimu… Why? Why are you going to put yourself in that kind of situation?"
"Situation?" Kimura looked at Tora in disbelief, "What are you talking about?"
"I worry about you Kimura," Tora looked at her steadily, "I've heard stories about him. Did you see how he reacted about the baby? What-"

Kimura stood up, "You heard stories," She shook her head, "But you don't know him. Wow…I just told you… Look, it's my choice Tora, let it be." She said running her hands through her hair pulling it back into a pony-tail, "I need to get down from here, be on solid ground for a while."

Tora eyed Kimura warily, "You know that's not safe."

Kimura smiled biting back the responses she really wanted to give her over protective friend, "Piccolo told me of a place the Androids haven't discovered yet… either that or haven't cared to tear down. He said it was on an island… an old hermit lived their named Kamesennin."

Shrugging, Tora turned back to looking down at the clouds, "Just be careful, 'k?"

Kimura grinned, "Always." She nodded jumping off the side of the edge and let herself free fall. Not even two minutes later Piccolo touched down on the surface of the Lookout. Piccolo scowled cursing under his breath as he walked up to Tora.

Tora blinked taking a hesitant step back away from the angry looking Namekian, "Wha…?"

Piccolo snorted folding his arms over his chest, "Where'd Kimura go?" He asked trying to calm himself, "I need to speak to her.
"Kamesennin Island or something…" Tora shrugged, "What's wrong Piccolo?"

Turning, Piccolo sighed inwardly, he really didn't want to go see the old pervert hermit.

"Piccolo."

He stopped and looked over his shoulder, "Crisjin's alive still."
Tora blinked shaking her head, "Well, where is he?" She said glancing around for the other warrior.
Piccolo walked to the edge of the lookout, "He's not coming back." He said before leaping off the edge.

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She ran out of the house barefooted and dressed in only black sweatpants and a white t-shirt. Snow drifted from the heavens to the cold hardening sand beneath her feet. Numbness and pain swept up through her toes and legs, such numbness, such sweet angry pain.

"Kimura!" Piccolo roared racing out after her, he hadn't thought this would happen. Not in a million years.

She was fast, even through the ice and snow and no protection on her feet. Kami she was fast.

He had walked in and just blurted it out, "Crisjin's alive." He wasn't sure why it came out like that; usually he had so much more self control over the things he said. But this wasn't usually; he was experiencing things he had never felt before. She had looked up and gaped at him. Then she was out the door and on the run around the house and across the beach.

The ocean stopped her; she turned the waves licking at her feet, "Go away!" She screamed. Kami why did things like this have to happen? He had promised her, he had promised and what does he do? Breaks it just like everyone else! She shook her head trying to rationalize her thoughts.

Piccolo stopped several feet away from her, "Kimu-"

"No!" She pointed at him, "No, you… just go away! I can't deal with you right now."

"Kimura go inside, it's freezing out here." Piccolo said unsure really why it was as cold as it was on the small island. He had never seen it like this, then again he had only visited the island a few times, and mostly in the summer. He closed his eyes quieting his mind, when he reopened them he stepped closer, "Kimura go inside!" He ordered trying to break through the wall she was steadfastly building.

She lifted her head glaring at the Namek towering over her, "No." She whispered half startling him; he had expected her to scream at him again. The hesitance in her voice was foreign to his ears. He remained silent staring her down, waiting for that wall to crumble, "You just left me up there… Do you know how hard it was for me to tell you about the pregnancy?" She clenched her fists at her sides, fury in her eyes, "Then Tora… and everyone… and I have to explain you're a good guy, even though you just freaked and left!"

Kimura bowed her head switching gears, "How can he do that to me? Am I being selfish?" She looked up at him biting at her lip, her resolve falling apart in the cold wind. Piccolo studied her eyes for the split second she allowed them to connect with his. Anger, hurt, and frustration flickered across them; he had expected to see at least a little bit of sadness there. He mentally scolded himself for allowing himself to get into this kind of predicament. He had never been good with human emotions or trying to comfort someone.

But this seemed different.

"No," He shook his head, "You're not being selfish."

Kimura bit her lip hanging her head, "He didn't even say goodbye," She whispered, "You'd think after being friends for so long, he'd at least have the decency to say goodbye." Tears glistened in her eyes as she looked up at Piccolo, "I'm not mad… I'm happy for him. It's nice he has a new life… but it kinda hurts that he so willingly threw us to the side Pic."
Piccolo pulled her into is arms pressing his lips to the top of her head, "Sometimes running is all that people know." He said softly watching the ocean rage behind her.
"That sucks." Kimura mumbled into Piccolo's gi top.
He frowned slightly realizing she was crying and held her a little tighter, "That's people for you." He pressed his lips to her head again, "And… I'm sorry I left earlier…" He said pulling back to look her in the eyes, "I kind of felt… betrayed..." He frowned slightly feeling awkward at talking about his feelings.
"I know," Kimura wiped at her eyes, "I should've told you sooner. I just… I didn't know how you'd react… and I thought you might hate me…"

Piccolo pulled her back closer to him, "I couldn't hate you if I tried."
Shivering, Kimura pulled back, "Really now?" She rubbed at her eyes laughing softly, "I think you've changed me Pic."

"Changed you?" Piccolo laughed, "You have no idea-"
He froze feeling Vegeta's ki spark followed by Goku's, Tora's and Krillin's.
"What's going on…?" Kimura breathed wrapping her arms around herself as Piccolo broke away from her and moved towards the ocean a few steps.
He turned back to her, "Stay here."
"Hey wait!" Kimura reached out touching Piccolo's arm, "If you're going, then I'm going."
Piccolo shook his head, "I don't think that's a good idea."
"He's right Kimura," Master Roshi shouted from the house having felt the ki spikes and overheard the tailend of Kimura and Piccolo's conversation, "It's not safe."
Kimura looked between the two men and shrank back, "Ok… be safe." She said softly.
Piccolo nodded, leaned forward kissing Kimura on the forehead, "I love you." He whispered soft enough so only she could hear him.
Her cheeks flushed, "You too." She whispered back biting her lip as he took off towards the remaining z-senshi's ki signatures.

"So… you and Piccolo?" Roshi said as Kimura retreated back into the house, "I didn't think he-" Kimura turned looking innocently at Roshi, "Good for you two." He finished smiling lightly.

"Thank you." Kimura said moving into the living room grabbing her boots and pulled them on.
"Wha-what are you doing!" Roshi gaped, "Piccolo would kill me if I allowed you to go out there, Kimura." He said blocking the front door.
Laughing softly, Kimura pulled on a hoody she found in the spare bedroom, more than likely a leftover from Bulma, "I don't think you could stop me Roshi. I'm a Saiyajin, a warrior; I can't just sit here and wait it out."

Roshi frowned slightly then nodded. He understood how Kimura felt in more ways than most would know. He moved away from the door, "You're right… I can't stop you. Take care of yourself… and the baby."
Kimura froze, her hand resting on the doorknob, "I'll try." She said pushing open the door.

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Kimura reached the others witnessing the androids completely taking over. Vegeta and Goku were at their full power trying to overpower the artificial humans, while Piccolo, Krillin and Tora stood on the sidelines awaiting their moment to jump in and help.
Kimura ducked down behind a piece of rubble trying to watch and stay out of sight. Vegeta threw 17 to the ground and Piccolo pounced on him pulling him into a headlock. Vegeta chuckled powering up a ki attack, "Perfect," He grinned moving forward towards the struggling android, "this ends now pathetic piece of metal."
"Vegeta! Hurry up!" Piccolo snarled fighting to keep a hold on 17.

Kimura moved around the debris trying to get closer. She narrowed her eyes feeling the hairs on her neck stand up at the sight of the male android.
"I'll kill the fucker myself if you don't hurry Vegeta!" Tora shouted charging her own attack.
Vegeta lunged forward pulling his arm back, his attack mere centimeters from 17's chest when Kimura felt herself jerked back and up into the air.
"Touch him and I'll kill her!" 18 shouted. She had noticed the female Saiyajin arrive and took a moment of hesitation in Goku's attacks to grab her.
Kimura thrashed in 18's grasp, "Let me go!"

"Kill her then!" Vegeta snarled about to attack 17 again. Piccolo's grip loosened slightly and the android took the opportunity to break free. 17 twisted head butting Piccolo in the face with the back of his head, pushed himself forward kneeing Vegeta in the chest. Vegeta doubled over, blood spraying from his mouth as 17 slammed his fists down in the center of his back sending him flying to the ground.
Piccolo scowled tackling 17 punching him repeatedly in the face and stomach. He pulled back kneeing the android in the stomach and then pulled his face down into his knee as hard as he could.

17 flipped and kicked out. Piccolo grunted blocking the sidekick aimed for his head; he twisted grabbing 17's foot and spun him around before throwing him to the ground. 17 pulled himself up from the crater he had created and then lunged at Piccolo catching him the stomach with an uppercut. Piccolo doubled over in pain, purple blood spraying from his mouth before he could breath back in. 17 grinned enjoying the pain he was inflicting on the Namekian. He kneed him in the face causing more blood to spray out of Piccolo's nose and lip as his head snapped back. 17 reared back his hand and was pulled backwards. Before he could react he was punched in the face with such force that it sent him crashing back down into the crater he had just created.

Vegeta spat down at him. Piccolo wiped at the blood gushing from his nose smearing it across his face climbing to his feet, "Thanks." He grunted, watching 17 pull himself out of the crater and glare up at him.

18 threw Kimura out of the way, "Thanks." She said mockingly sending a sarcastic smile over her shoulder. Kimura dove at her tackling her to the ground, "You're gonna pay for that!" She shouted punching 18 repeated in the face before being thrown off by a well aimed ki blast to the gut. Goku intervened, "You're fight's with me." He said angrily as 18 stood up smiling cockily at him. 17 rejoined her as the z-fighters regrouped.
Krillin stood ridged noticing the anger in everyone's eyes, he could die today. He lowered himself into his fighting stance; then he would die honorably.

17 grinned noticing the tension among the group and the determined look in their eyes, "Alright then, let's begin." He lowered himself into a fighting stance and charged towards the center of the group, Krillin. Noticing Kimura pulling herself up from the ground, he fazed through Krillin and appeared in front of her taking the woman off guard. She yelped stumbling back a few feet and doubled over at the pain from the previous ki blast.

He smirked looking her over, "Ready for 'nother round?" He grinned suggestively.
Kimura grit her teeth together, "Fuck off." She hissed turning her back to the android. 17 scowled raising his hand above his head when Piccolo plowed into him sending him to the ground.

"17!" 18 shouted as Goku and Vegeta powered up into Super Saiyajins, "Leave her alone!" The female android looked between the two Super Saiyajins and frowned; she even felt her brother had gone too far. Not that she'd ever admit it to them. Vegeta was first to attack, the two grappled for a few minutes before Goku joined in.

17 pushed himself up onto his knees and glared at Piccolo over his shoulder as he stood up.

18 broke free of the three Saiyajins attacking her and fired a ki blast at the ground that kicked up a cloud of dust. She turned finding her brother pulling free of the Namekian.

"17!" She shouted, "Let's go!"

17 kicked Piccolo across the face and grinned, "I'm on my way."
"What?" Vegeta roared, "This isn't over androids!" He shouted racing after the female android only to be thrown into the ground. 17 raised his hands in front of his face and screamed "Solar flare!" A bright light exploded from his hands causing the z-senshi to go temporarily blind.

"Fuck!" Vegeta shouted rubbing at his eyes. He snarled turning around finding Kimura standing nearby doubled over and rubbing at her eyes, "We had them." He growled.

Kimura looked up, little black dots dancing around her as her vision began coming back. Her eyes landed on Vegeta glaring at her.

His eyes burned into hers, smoke billowing up from the smoldering ground. Discomfort weighed her down, making it hard for her to keep the eye contact, but at the same time look away. She felt numb, almost in a daze as the Saiyajin man before her stepped forward.
Her legs locked.
"They're killing us," His voice, deep and gravely, rose barely above the pounding in her ears, "Weak low class fucking whore mutt!" He raged spouting out whatever came to his mind, "you're fucking holding us back!"
Kimura straightened up, her hair falling over her eyes, "I-I'm sorry…"
"Sorry isn't enough!" Vegeta roared clenching his fists, "You're a disgrace; whores have no place on the battleground."
She looked away trying to fight through the fear starting to consume her. At her sides her fists clenched, her jaw locked, her hair stood on end, "What… more do you want from me?"
She looked up at him making full on eye contact.
Vegeta snarled stepping forward, "Bitch-"

"Enough!" Piccolo shouted tackling Vegeta to the ground, "Watch what you say next," He snarled holding Vegeta down by the throat, "I won't hesitate to kill you."
"Like you could." Vegeta hissed.
Tora stepped in, "Stop it you two!" She yelled fisting her hands at her sides, "We shouldn't be fighting with each other! Piccolo, I will take care of Vegeta, just stop."
"You guys…" Kimura whined falling to her knees, "I think… I'm going to pass out…"

Goku caught her before she hit the ground, turning worried eyes to the rest of the group, "We need to get back to the lookout."

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"I'm worried."
Goku tilted his head to the side watching curiously as Tora paced. She paused, looked at him for a moment, then sighed turning back to look out over the edge of the lookout. A gust of wind blew past rattling the leaves of the various plants and flowers.
"And disappointed…" Tora bit her lip then sank down onto her knees, "I know it's not my business, but her and Piccolo? There's so much that just seems wrong with that… I just don't want to see her get hurt." She stood back up rubbing her wrists, "I have enough in my life to worry about… She's putting a lot of stress on me Goku… I can't always be there to protect her."

Goku nodded, "Maybe she doesn't need protection?" He offered moving closer, "Piccolo's really not that bad of a guy Tora… look at all he's done for Gohan."
"Like kidnapping him?"
Goku flinched, "Yea… well… you know, aside from that…"
Tora folded her arms over her chest, "When he tried to kill you?"

"No, the confidence he instilled in Gohan. If it weren't for him, Gohan would not be the kid he is today. He's stronger." Goku smiled placing a hand on Tora's shoulder, "Look, I know you care about Kimura, but give it time, let her make her own mistakes."

Tora blinked, "Goku…" She looked away bowing her head, "I'll try." She felt him tug gently on her shoulder and allowed him to pull her to him. His arms wrapped around her pulling her tightly to his chest. He rested his chin gently on the top of her head, "Everything will work itself out."

"Kakarato!"

Goku startled breaking apart from Tora turning to face a very irritated looking Saiyajin prince, "V-Vegeta?"
"You! Keep your low class hands off my sister!" Vegeta snarled marching forward into Goku's face.

Tora rolled her eyes, "Vegeta!" She sighed pushing herself between the two males, "Seriously? Back. Off."

Vegeta glared at her thrusting a finger at Goku, "I will not have him tainting our royal bloodline!"
"Whoa! Whoa!" Tora held up her hands, "Excuse me?" She pushed Vegeta back a step, glanced over her shoulder at Goku, then back at Vegeta, "Okay, first of all, mind your own business!" She folded her arms across her chest, "Second, I'll have sex with whomever I want," Vegeta looked startled for a moment, his cheeks slowly gaining color, "Next, who are you to say who I can be with? You have a child with a Human, remember? And who said anything about me wanting to have children!" She threw her hands in the air exasperatedly.

Vegeta, now a lovely shade of red, sputtered for a second then shook his head, "Well…" He tried to look angry, "I…"
"Vegeta," Goku said softly, his own face flushed in embarrassment as well, "Do we really have to fight about this?"

There was a moment of awkward silence as Vegeta tried to collect his thoughts and come up with some kind of comeback. Bulma appeared from the main building and approached the group. She looked everyone over noticing the tension and embarrassed looks between all three Saiyajins.
"Hey… guys?" She said startling them all which in turn startled her. She blinked giving everyone a confused look then shook her head, "What's going on?"

Tora glared at Vegeta then sighed, "Vegeta thinks he has a say in my love life." She said shooting an irritated look at Vegeta. He snorted and turned away from her crossing his arms across his chest.
Bulma looked between the three then rolled her eyes, "Oh for Kami's sake Vegeta. Grow up already."

Vegeta's jaw dropped.

"Let the kids do what they want, it's really none of your business anymore, all mighty prince." The last part came out sarcastically as she grabbed him by the arm, "Besides, your son needs your attention."
"What? Woman!" Vegeta stammered allowing him to be pulled towards the lookout's main building.

Goku exchanged a look with Tora, whom broke out into a grin.

"Hey wait, Bulma!" Tora shouted after the blue haired woman about to disappear through the door, "Any word on Kimura?"

Bulma popped her head out of the doorway frowning slightly, "She's resting… you can go check on her if you'd like." She ducked back into the hallway letting go of Vegeta's arm, "Give them a break Vegeta, please." She said softly walking along with him down the hall.
Vegeta scowled, "You embarrassed me woman." He said crossing his arms as he walked.

Bulma shot him a look, "How do you think I feel?" Vegeta looked away noticing the hurt and anger that had flashed through her eyes. He knew he was overreacting about everything, but it his bloodline was his pride. They turned down a hall towards Kimura's room, "I'm sorry." He said quickly making Bulma freeze and look at him in shock.
He snorted avoiding her attempt at eye contact and turned away.
"What… what did you just say?" Bulma touched his arm trying to look him in the face.
Vegeta pulled away scowling, "You heard me woman, I'm not going to say it again." His face softened as he looked at her, "Don't tell the others."

Bulma smiled kissing him on the cheek, "Thanks." She said turning as he blushed, and walked away again. She met Piccolo in the hall, his eyes locking with Vegeta's for a brief second before Vegeta turned down another hall.
"How is she?" Bulma asked moving past Piccolo into the small bedroom.
"Awake," Kimura answered sitting on the bed, legs withdrawn to her chest, "And, I'm okay." She offered a small smile, her eyes bloodshot and puffy.

Bulma stuck out her bottom lip then moved over to the bed sitting down on the edge, "Oh Kimura," She pulled her into a hug, "It's okay hun."
Kimura looked at Piccolo over Bulma's shoulder, "I'm okay, really." She said hugging Bulma back unable to help the tears welling up in her eyes, "This isn't helping Bulma… really, I'm okay…" She pulled back rubbing at her eyes, "My emotions are really unstable right now." Her voice hitched slightly and she shook her head trying to push away the tears. She half laughed and half cried looking at Piccolo for some sort of help.
The Namek moved over to her, "It's been a long day Bulma."
"I know… if you guys need anything." Bulma said offering a sympathetic look to the two, "Let me know."

Kimura nodded leaning against Piccolo as he took Bulma's spot on the bed, "I'll be fine, really. I really don't know what to feel right now, and that's… that's the hardest part." She rubbed at her eyes, her bottom lip twitching.
Bulma moved to the door of the room, "Get some rest chika, I'll check in on you a little later." She turned finding Tora standing just outside in the hall. The Saiyajin princess looked a little lost at first, but upon noticing Bulma she straightened up putting on a mask of confidence, "Goku's training… I thought I'd see how Kimura's doing." She said softly glancing over Bulma's shoulder into the room. Her mask slipped for a moment, nervousness crossed across her face then quickly disappeared.

"Yea… she could use a friend I think." Bulma said cautiously, "I'll be in my room if you guys need anything." She smiled sadly before turning and leaving.
Tora stood in the hallway for another minute before entering the room. She smiled carefully at Kimura and Piccolo as she approached them. Piccolo stood up moving to the other side of the room. She noted briefly that the Namek was in civilian clothes; a black T-shirt and blue jeans, the fashion made him look almost… normal.
"Hey." She said softly sitting down on the edge of the bed.

Kimura smiled, "Tora! Hey, I'm thinking of getting out of here and getting some fresh air… all this sitting around is making me crazy." She wiped at her eyes and ran her hands through her hair, "Though… I probably should take a long hot shower first… that might be nice."

"Shouldn't you be resting?" Tora raised an eyebrow.
Kimura shrugged glancing over at Piccolo who was watching her with slight amusement, "So I'm told. But I feel fine… just a little sore." Sadness flashed across her face as she rubbed her stomach.
"Fresh air might be good." Piccolo said trying to redirect Kimura's thoughts, "The sun should be setting soon, there's supposed to be a meteor shower tonight."
Tora rubbed at her arms, "That sounds fun." She said softly watching the excited look wash over Kimura's face.
"I've never seen a shooting star." Kimura said climbing out of the bed, "When does it start?"
Piccolo and Tora exchanged a look of shock. Having been out in space for so long, neither of them could believe the Kimura had never seen a meteor, or as she put it, a shooting star.

"A couple hours after the sun sets." Piccolo said smirking handing Kimura her hoody from the chair next to him.
Kimura folded the hoody in her arms as she moved to the closet grabbing a towel and clean pair of pants, "I'm going to shower first." She said looking over her shoulder at her two best friends and smiled, "You know," She turned fully to them, "I really appreciate what you guys have done for me."
Not waiting for a response, she left the room leaving both Tora and Piccolo speechless.

Tora waited a few seconds after Kimura left to leave the room. Piccolo frowned shaking his head.