Chapter Eleven- Piccolo the Homosexual

Piccolo woke up alone in his bedroom. There was no longer a person's body next to him, His side abandon. Looking around. He didn't see her. He jumped from his bed, grabbing his purple fighting pants and attached the blue belt around his waist, tying it tight. Not bothering to put his top on, he rushed out to find her, she couldn't be left alone, and He suspected her to be an enemy of Frieza's. He had to keep a constant watch on her.

Passing through downstairs, then through the front door, he saw her posture near the creek. Apart of him sighed in relief, not only because she was safe, but also because she didn't escape from his presence. She could be evil among them, and she needed to be watched carefully.

She could comprehend footsteps behind her, approaching her body as Piccolo walked towards her. "So are you going to finally admit to me as to who you are?" Piccolo questioned. He still didn't believe her; he knew she was with Frieza and his men. Even after Vegeta's speech, Piccolo couldn't believe her.

"I told you." Yusagie opened her eyes as she had been meditating. "I am here to ask you to help with my people."

"Well," piccolo clenched his teeth. "Unless you're going to help us fight the androids, which happens to be my primary concern, I suggest you don't ask me for help."

Yusagie frowned. She noticed Piccolo's moods seemed to swing horribly from day to day. "Then let me train with you."

"Right now, I want to train with Goku. Maybe in due time. Go train somewhere else." He suggested with hostility.

"Fine." she agreed while beginning to stand. "I will absolutely train for the androids with someone I don't know in a language I do not know."

"Good luck with that."

" You can't keep up with me anyways." Walking up to him she nodded, she didn't believe the Namek from the past had the potential she had.

Yusagie began to walk past him back to his cottage, but then suddenly stopped. Her mind became black as she felt her vision become dull. She didn't know where she was or what she was doing. She was in another vision.

It seemed so real. She arrived in a city, which had become a wasteland. Surrounding her was a harmed Goku being held in Yamcha's arms. In the air, Trunks flew high. Then two, awkward men, she couldn't make out their faces, stood, wearing a Red Ribbon Army symbol upon their chest. Then Trunks began to speak "that's not them. These are not the androids that are in my time. One is a beautiful young woman, and the other is a handsome young man wearing a red scarf. What is going on here?"

Her vision became blank again as she felt herself return to the cold creek, standing right beside Piccolo. "Another premonition" she whispered to herself.

Piccolo's ears twitched to her soft voice. He heard her. He knew what she said, and now he knew at least one of her abilities. "What?" he asked staring at her with a question "What was that?"

Yusagie shook her head and turned to look at Piccolo. "By any chance did Trunks say what the androids might look like?

"No" he replied with no movement. She nodded. She had figured as much.

"Hurry up and get dressed. You will be learning some more today while I train." Piccolo said before getting a drink from the creek. He stood up and stretched ready for the day ahead. "When you learn the language maybe I'll let you train with us, until then, stay out of our way."

This happened for weeks. The same routine. At this point, it had been three months, and every day she sat before Gohan and his flash cards, watching TV, listening to him read to her out loud, and soon she learned their language enough to communicate on a basic level with Goku and his family. Though she had become frustrated with her lack of training with Piccolo, or others for that matter, as she only focused on their language, and watched Chichi make their food, where she was soon learning to cook by watching. Piccolo hadn't kept his promise, and she had learned to speak yet he never trained with her. What was he so afraid of?

They had been invited to dinner. Both sitting across from each other. Goku and Gohan on either side of Piccolo, Gohan and Chichi on either side of Yusagie. Piccolo didn't enjoy the human race's food, they used meats, which he didn't like, but he politely ate anyways.

"Yusagie and I learned a lot today!" Gohan said excitedly. She smiled to his innocence and how much he loved teaching her.

"Good, maybe she can use it for something useful soon." Said the Namek she had been living with o for the last few months. The last few months of constant bickering, fighting, and one night sleeping on the couch, the other night one sleeping on the floor, another night she kicked him out of his own bed and she slept in it, a continuous rotation of sleeping patterns because they couldn't stand to be in the same room together.

"Like training?" Yusagie tilted her head and smiled as she ate a potato from her fork.

"Oh with who?" Piccolo asked.

"Scilicet ut non deficerent , quod es me" (Clearly not you because you're too weak to take me on.) Yusagie spoke with sarcasm, as she wanted to destroy the Namek across the table from her.

"Oh, was that sentence too long for you to say in something other than in Namek?" Piccolo responded with a sad pouty face.

"Catapultam off." (fuck off.) Yusagie's eyes narrowed as she tried to ignore his insults.

"Non est tibi." (not with you) Piccolo smiled with his witty response he thought would be a flawless insult.

"Studium tuum REPENSO persuadere conaris ?" (Are you trying to overcompensate for your homosexuality?) The son family sat there silently as they watched the two Nameks argue in their language. No one wanted to jump in.

"I think what is happening here, is that Yusagie is stuck here all day. I think she is bored. While I don't know what you guys are saying, maybe she should get a job?" Gohan suggested happily to his fellow mentor.

"She is green she will never have a job." Piccolo knew how the humans responded to them, and no one would take her skin color lightly.

"What do you enjoy doing besides fighting Yusagie?" Asked Chichi as she looked at her kindly.

"Pottery." She smiled at chichi whom was always so kind to her.

"You could make pots, and I could sell them for you at the market, oh goodness, I need some larger water jugs too you could make me!" Chichi squealed in excitement. "Where did you learn pottery?"

"My father." Yusagie replied shortly, as she didn't know how to explain in their words.

"He taught you how to make them? Did he do pottery? How old were you?" Chichi had so many questions Yusagie could answer in her own language but not theirs.

"Translation ad me ? Proieci partem meam villam lebetes de limo terrae . Ut officium quod in bonum his qui in circuitu nostro colligere bacas et aqua. Ego perdidi ex quaestu . Vasa quibus pater meus , sed eius qui me docuit ille fortissimus plerumque meus vicis . Capta et deleta quae cum non restet ." (Translate for me? My part of the village threw pots out of the clay of the earth. That was our job in order for those around us to collect good such as berries and water. Though I have lost most of the trade. My father did some pottery, but it was mostly my villagers who taught me as he was a warrior. Everything was destroyed when I was taken, and I don't have anything left.) Yusagie asked kindly to Piccolo, who was always bitter.

"I've told you it's rude to speak in another language around people." Piccolo took a sip of his tea as he responded calmly and kind.

" Piccolo has feelings for Goku." Yusagie said nonchalantly.

Gohan lifted his head up from his soup, and Chichi looked behind her as she stopped midway from reaching the kitchen. Goku felt a shock fall over his body. They all stared at Piccolo for a few moments hoping for an explanation.

"Humanum est pro vobis ?" (human speak enough for you?" Yusagie asked with heaps of irritation as he so rudely wouldn't translate.

"WHATT! No no no—She miss-understood. I can assure you that—" Piccolo spoke as his face continued to turn purple, realizing the awkward silence that had filled the room. "See she doesn't know your language, so she is confused."

"Piccolo and I had a long talk about this. First day here. He said he liked really good friend; We were going to his house. Goku's house. Super Saiyan Goku." Yusagie's thick accent spoke as she crossed her arms and nodded assuringly as her eyes narrowed at Piccolo, where she could feel the anger coming from his soul. Her comments on him being a homosexual bothered him, he wasn't, he didn't mind if others were, but she was just teasing him like a small child at this point.

"NO I TOLD YOU I AM NOT GAY, WILL YOU DROP IT AND I DON'T LIKE GOKU IN A GAY SORT OF WAY." Sweat dropped from Piccolo's face in embarrassment.

"Then why did you say you were close?" When someone became close on her planet, they had the intentions of mating, and homosexuality was certainly frowned down upon, as it didn't breed more soldiers for Mote.

Goku Began to scoot his chair back from the table. "Uh, you know. Maybe I should train alone tomorrow. Just me and Gohan.—" Goku gave a slight chuckle as he continued to step away.

Piccolo turned from Yusagie back to Goku. "No, listen Goku—She's just dumb, we are training tomorrow."

"You know I'm married, right Piccolo?"

"Really Goku? Really?" Piccolo sighed and turned back to Yusagie with anger. "Do you know how much I want to hurt you Yusagie."

" You should never hit a lady. Oh I have mistaken. In your case, it's a man." Yusagie smiled sarcastically to Piccolo. Piccolo chose to try and ignore her statement. Which might have easily angered him.

" Goku I am going home now—I will see you tomorrow. What's another day right?" Piccolo said as he stood up from the table and began to exit the Son's home. Yusagie shortly followed with giddiness. She had Won this round.

"That's a good idea." Goku nodded affirmatively, uncomfortable with the situation at hand.

Their relationship was hectic, he was forced to be with a woman he did not know, and she was unhappy with where she was. She was in a peaceful environment, but her home gave her anxiety, and she couldn't return without fighters.

Again another night had fallen on the two Nameks who often hated one another. With an extreme passion. It was rare when they got along, and it never seemed to happen when they both needed it.

Yusagie laid beside a book with pictures in it, pictures of random things that little kids would identify when learning. It was Gohan's as he was helping her learn to read.

Her body laid on the couch she was almost too tall for, and Piccolo walked down his stairs to turn off the light.

"What are you reading?" He asked while reaching for the lamp.

"Trying to say these words in your language. Since it affects my fighting abilities apparently." Yusagie closed the book and threw it on the coffee table before her. She placed the blanket around her body and laid her head down.

"You'll thank me one day." Piccolo whispered as he turned off the light. She had her doubts.

The morning had risen, and Yusagie had thought about what Chichi had asked her. All she thought about was the clay she once held in her hands and sculpted with her heart. It was hard for her to not be creative during her years as a soldier, but it was like she had gotten used to it. This new found peace made her want to try it again, and so she headed out again before Piccolo awoke from his sleep.

She sat on the bank and dug her heels into the bottom of the water, pushing the mud between her toes. She felt no clay, she was in the wrong part of the earth, and she knew it by the way the rocks were formed underneath her.

It wasn't long until his bare feet joined hers. They both dug deep into the wet mushy dirt. He smiled, it was almost innocent, and they got along in silence.

Her mind went blank as she watched him and his long green tail absorb the humans of Ginger town, she couldn't see his face, but he was a reptile, no a bug! But at that moment, Yusagie's vision came back.

Yusagie tried to understand her vision, but before she could form a coherent thought, a strong force headed their way. She could feel its energy. Piccolo could too. They both stood up, pulling their feet from the creek they lived beside. They searched the sky for the energy they felt, but neither one saw it. Yusagie looked up. She felt it. Piccolo turned his body completely around as he felt it too, and it wasn't something he felt every day.

Backing up, a blue energy wave came towards her. She tried to dodge the blast, but her vision still made her mind foggy, and she couldn't focus. In an attempt to avoid the energy blast, she failed.

"YUSAGIE!" Piccolo yelled, and his eye widen. The blue orb first hit her and then slammed into his home, blowing it to piece. Logs, bits of wood, his furniture came at his face, and he protected it by raising his arms.

Smoke covered the sky and the ground as Piccolo lowered his arms from his face. He scanned the area before him, in hopes to find her.

"Yusagie, Yusagie-" he called out a few times, but she didn't respond.

Running towards the dense smoke, His home was gone. It was reduced to rubble. Making it hard to view anything around him, he walked through it. Searching for Yusagie. "Yusagie" He called out repetitively, unable to feel her energy.

When the smoke began to clear, he saw a figure lying on the ground. Piccolo ran to it. Not being able to see as well as he could, he was able to feel her body. His hands moved over her face, feeling her hair, her chest, her stomach, but her ears made him realize it was her and not another human being.

"It's her" piccolo scooped her up into his arms and ran out of the smoke, reaching the clean air. He laid her body down on the grass. She bled. Blood covered her face. Parts of her top had been torn off, injuring her torso. "I need to get you help." As much as he hated her, he needed to help her. Piccolo grabbed her into his arms. He lifted up into the air, flying for assistance.

Gohan chewed on the eraser of his pencil. His mind was set only on his studies rather than food. Next to him sat Goku at the dinner table, as he inhaled rice and other sorts of veggies.

Gohan looked up from his book. Goku stopped chewing his food. They both stared at each other. "Piccolo," they both said at the same time. Goku and Gohan sprung from their seats.

"Hey, where are you going!?" yelled chichi with some anger. Goku and Gohan rushed through their front door and to the outside. Just in time to see Piccolo land before their home. Piccolo ran towards them, holding Yusagie's limp body in his arms.

Gohan and Goku both rushed to him. "Piccolo what happened!" Goku frowned.

" I'll explain later. She needs help first." Piccolo spoke breathlessly as blood poured from her forehead and her torso violently.

"Can't you heal her Piccolo?" asked Gohan in shock, as well as his dad was.

"I am a Namekian without that ability. I need a Senzu Bean, do you have any?"

Goku nodded. He did, he had collected some from Korin for when they were ready to train for the androids.

It had been a few hours since they were attacked, and Yusagie was now awake. The water ran pink as Chichi wrung out the towel and patted the wounds on Yusagie's skin gently, absorbing some of the flesh that covered her torso as she sat in a chair at the kitchen table.

Piccolo found it odd that she bleed red instead of purple. All he knew was that he didn't trust her and still couldn't. Especially after that random explosion.

"So!" Goku stuffed his face with white rice and beans. Finishing up what he had left. "What happened again?"

"We don't know. A blast came out of nowhere." Piccolo said as he sat beside the son family, and now Krillin at their table.

"So misses Piccolo you never gave me a name!" Krillin laughed as he had not been formally introduced to Yusagie yet, but heard stories from Goku and Gohan.

"THAT' NOT FUNNY, DON'T CALL HER THAT" Piccolo shouted at Gohan.

Everyone stared at him in fright. Yusagie smiled, she did not seem to be intimidated by his voice. She was used to it by now.

"My name is Yokkosono" she smiled.

"Yokko What?" Krillin asked nonchalantly.

"I was going to ask you, how come you're the only female Namek we saw on Namek? You're a Namek right?" asked Gohan. She could now understand him and now he felt like he could ask her questions whenever he wanted.

"Of course not! There are no female Nameks" Piccolo growled while crossing his arms. Chichi continued to bandage her.

Yusagie frowned to his words as she answered: "Yes, I am a Namek."

Piccolo looked at her with disgust " Still, like I said before, Impossible, the Namek race is only full of males and-"

"And it shows you know not much of anything!" She cut him off and then began to yell her words.

"I don't know anything? We'll see how much you find out when I am through with you!" Piccolo shouted as he approached her.

"Bring it on!" Yusagie stood up, knocking the chair behind down, but quickly regressed as she bent down, clenching her side with her hand full of blood.

"You two are like an old married couple" Krillin commented.

"You're not suppose to get up, I am not done." Chichi yelled at Yusagie.

"Stupid weakling" Piccolo grunted while stopping before her. Chichi gave him a glare as she helped Yusagie back into her chair. She had grown fond of her, and Piccolo was always attacking her verbally, it was starting to bother her.

"No moving until I am done." said Chichi.

"So if you're a Namek, and Piccolo says your not, then how are you one?" questioned Gohan curiously.

"I just am-" Yusagie looked down at her hands with shame. She couldn't tell him the truth; he was innocent. She didn't know why she couldn't tell anyone the truth. She wasn't ready; she feared it would be used against her in some way.

"Rubbish" Piccolo grunted.

"So then. How did you get here? Besides the ship from Planet Namek." Krillin asked.

"I traveled with space pirates, conquering planets since I was a child." She responded as Yusagie refused to look up.

"Vuut wRy?" Goku said with his mouth full of rice. Small pieces were falling from his face onto the kitchen table.

Yusagie said nothing. Silence broke over the room. Waiting for her answer.

Yusagie clenched in pain at her stomach. Small moans were coming from her mouth. Here eyes closed as she fell forward and Chichi caught her quickly in her arms.

"Goku-H-help. This woman isn't lite" Chichi groaned as Yusagie 's whole body fell forward. Gohan and Krillin came to her side, gently bringing Yusagie to the floor.

Goku continued to eat.

Piccolo had become even more frustrated with this woman than before. She would not give straight answers. This angered him more than he ever thought it would. A woman was making him angry, dominating over him. How insane.

The night came closer at the sun began to set. He walked out onto the son's porch. It had been created of plywood and painted a fresh white color.

He closed his eyes, feeling the breeze blowing in his face, flying through his cape. He missed meditating, and tonight was a good night to do it. It was the coldest summer night he had ever felt. The breeze attacked his face like small pieces of ice. He couldn't help but take in a deep breath and enjoyed it.

He felt her hand lay upon his shoulder. He turned his head and grunted. "What?" he became a bit annoyed. Turning to her he couldn't help but blush seeing her body almost nude. Bloody Bandages covered just enough of her top half, while she was now wearing a pair of purple pants he had given her. He never really took the chance to take a real good look at her. When he did, he realized her beauty. She was a fighter, and she was robust and dark, but actually beautiful for her strength. Her long black straight hair covered her shoulders, tall, curvy physique, and her eyes large and blue. Piccolo turned away "Come on spit it out. What do you need?"

She frowned. Stepping in front of him she spoke angrily. "I am not sure of your problem." she pointed her finger. "But if we want to beat these androids then we must work together like it or not."

Piccolo turned his back to her "Believe what you like. I don't need your help, and neither does Goku."

Yusagie frowned. "Fine." she replied, turning to walk back inside the Son's home. For the time being, she and Piccolo had to stay overnight until they found a new place to be.

Walking past him she stopped. Her mind became black as she felt her vision go blank. She didn't know where she was or what she was doing.

Surrounding her was a harmed Goku, being held in Yamcha's arms. In the air, trunks flew high. Then two, awkward men, she couldn't make out their faces, stood, Wearing a Red Ribbon Army symbol across their chests. Then trunks began to speak "that's not them. These are not the androids that are in my time. One is a beautiful young woman, and the other is a handsome young man wearing a red scarf. What is going on here?"

Her vision became blank again as she felt herself back into cold weather, standing right beside piccolo. "I've had the same one twice now" She whispered to herself.

"What was that?" he growled.

"You'll see. I'll be more help to you than you think" She walked back inside. Piccolo's heart throbbed. "I know a lot more than you think I do." Yusagie spoke with her back turned to him. "About the androids I mean."

Piccolo felt stunned. Turning to face her he asked her. "What do you mean? Are you saying you know something the rest of us don't?"

"Goodnight Piccolo." Yusagie nodded as she headed for her slumber.

They shared the couch that night, it was rough for them both, neither one slept, and they had to share it, constant kicking off one another and stealing of blankets, by the end of the night, Piccolo found his way to the floor.

By the next morning, the two Namekian's were at each other's throats again. Chichi intervened with her husband and they decided it would be a good idea for the men to go camping, and that they did.

"Wow dad this is exciting" Gohan used his energy to light the flames of the campfire.

"Yet we haven't gone camping in a while. It's nice to be away from the ladies sometimes."

Piccolo grunted, "thank God."

Krillin laughed "ha-ha I can agree with that. Not that I have anyone that is" They all laughed together, but Piccolo. He stared into the distance, his cape waving in the wind.

Gohan shook his bottom back and forth as he began to whistle while poking the fire. Icarus began to dance along with Gohan's song.

"what.-what is this?" piccolo questioned himself. His ears began to throb with pain. The noise stabbed at his eardrums.

"Gohan stop. GOHAN STOP!" Gohan whistling stopped as Gohan, Goku, Krillin, and Icarus stared at him. He held his ears in pain and moaned with anger. "Please. Don't do that again-" he whispered.

"I'm sorry" Gohan sadly sat down and poked the fire.

Goku looked up into the sky as he saw the dragon appear. Piccolo felt a strong power near as well.

"The dragon daddy," said Gohan as he pointed.

"I know son; I know" Goku had a look of disfavor upon his face.

"What's going on Goku?" Krillin said with fright.

"I am not sure old friend. But let's find out." Goku lifted up into the air, heading towards the Dragon, Gohan followed, and Piccolo quickly did so as well.

"Awe man" Krillin sighed "This is going to cut our camping trip short." he slowly flew up into the sky, moping.

"This is wonderful, most defiantly." a large bulky man, whose features appeared to be a Namek's, stared at his hands, then the rest of his body. "I am young again." he laughed out loud. Gohan, Goku, Piccolo and Krillin all landed before this Namek man in a straight line.

"Who are you and what are you doing here on earth?" Goku spoke bravely.

The Namek man glared at the four warriors, then laughed. "I am Lord Slug, and I have come to Tara freeze your planet and turn it into my own star cruiser." He smiled.

"Well isn't that nice. We're going to leave and let you do just that. Hehe." Krillin said with fright as he turned around and slowly began to walk away. Piccolo grabbed the back of his collar and shoved Krillin in front of him.

"Don't be such a pussy" Piccolo grunted.

Lord Slug took a step back as he snapped his fingers. "Men" he yelled. Three men approached the Z-fighters. Krillin, Gohan and Piccolo flew backward onto large buildings in fighting stance.

"You're mine!" said Goku as he charged slug.

One of the warriors threw a punch at Piccolo furiously. Piccolo dodged it. Throwing his knee up into the enemy's chest. Blood spat from his mouth. Piccolo smashed his head and watched him fall into the dirt.

" Kuchikarakikōha!" Piccolo screamed as he fired energy to the one warrior. The enemy was gone.

Krillin hurtled over breaking buildings, trying to hide from the other henchman who had been chasing him for a while now. Krillin stopped to catch some breath. "Finally he's gone" Krillin looked up to see an alien in uniform staring at him.

"Ahhhh" Krillin screamed and flew backward. "Come on weakling," said the man. "Fight me."

Krillin hesitated; out of pure luck, he placed his hands above his eyes, and then began to scream, "solar flare!" the sky lit up, blinding all enemy's including the Z-fighters. Krillin jumped into the air, to make his final attack on the man. "Energy Disc!" Krillin screamed as threw to the alien warrior.

The alien looked up just in time to see his body fall in half.

Piccolo tore off his turban and his cape as he stood next to Goku in an old fashion stance.

"How are you hanging in there?" said Piccolo.

Goku caught his breath and replied, "This guy is strong, way strong." Both the warriors looked up seeing attacks being fired at them. They both a parted quickly.

"Come on my child" said a short green man of the name medamacha. Gohan had been fighting the best he could, yet couldn't win. The small man evilly laughed as he placed his arms apart "go my babies" he yelled as small medamacha a parted from his body. Gohan stared in fright, unable to move, and unknowing what to do. Before his eyes, his master came, blowing medamacha and his babies to pieces. Gohan's body fell back into the dirt and closed his eyes

"Gohan!" Piccolo said with concern.

"I'm fine." Gohan smiled as he laid there.

Piccolo smiled. But sure enough, that smile quickly faded as he felt a power rise dramatically and saw a shadow hover his body. In fright, Piccolo looked behind him seeing Lord slug's body multiply in size. A

Super Namek.

"Oh, shit" Piccolo whispered as he grabbed Gohan's body just in time to escape Lord slug's step. They both fell into a hole in the ground, Gohan still not moving.

"You'll be okay here kid" Piccolo smiled as he flew his way out into the battlefield. Goku screamed in anger as lord slug squeezed Goku's small body in his hand.

"Goku!" Piccolo yelled. "How can I beat something this large?" Piccolo thought to himself. Then it hit him. "His ears!" Piccolo closed his eyes, knowing the pain that would come as he quickly ripped his ears off. Lord Slug reached for Piccolo, as he tried to make a daring escaped, but failed to do so. Lord Slug began crushing both Goku, and piccolo's body's in his hand. Both the z warriors were screaming in pain.

"Gohan, Gohan can you hear me" Piccolo cried, "I want you to do what you were doing when you danced with Icarus earlier."

Gohan slowly opened his eyes to Piccolo's voice "he wants me to—whistle?" "Gohan hurry do it!" piccolo screamed. Gokuu yelped in pain with screams that filled the dark air.

Gohan, with what energy left, pressed his lips together and then began to blow air through them. He began to whistle.

Lord Slug looked around with anger. "What is that coming from?" he yelled, slowly letting his grip loose of Goku and Piccolo as the sound peireced his ears.

Goku's body slowly fell to the ground, and piccolo's plummeted.

Lord Slug screamed, covering his ears with pain, he began to smash building, destroying whatever he could to illuminate what was creating that sound. Piccolo couldn't help but smile.

Goku, barely stood up, his body covered with blood, and weak. He closed his eyes, as she focused his power. He looked to lord slug.

"KA-O-KAN" Goku yelled. Slug turned around. Gokuu smashed through the large Namek's body, creating a hole no other living being could survive.

Lord slug's body began to shrink, as he fell backward. Goku's body fell as well. Unconscious. Slug had finally been defeated.

Piccolo had unconscious Goku draped over his shoulder, as he slowly walked towards the Son house. Goku's body was covered in more blood than they could imagine. More than Gohan and Piccolo combined that is. Piccolo wasn't that well off either, though. His body covered in blood and holes in his arms. Gohan seemed fine. A bit tired and beat up. Yet he could walk none the less. Piccolo's breath became heavier as he carried Goku across the grassy field. A few times he swallowed to help gain his breath back. But surely, it didn't help very much.

Chichi locked her fingers together like a prayer as she stood on the front porch, seeing the boys slowly come into focus. She smiled with happiness and let out a scream as she ran to hold her baby Gohan in her arms.

"Mommy missed you Gohan ...I was sooo worried sweetheart." she held him in a lock, almost to the point where his breath was gone. Chichi looked behind her seeing Piccolo had already passed her and Gohan.

"Go-Goku. What had happened?" she stood up holding Gohan's hand walking towards Piccolo. She knew when they hadn't come home for dinner the next night; something must have happened.

"He's okay mom, just needs some rest" The young Gohan smiled. Piccolo practically ripped off the door as he entered the son's home.

"Oh my gosh!" Yusagie screamed as Piccolo threw Goku's limp body onto the sofa. He sighed in relief, having a body no longer on him. "What in heavens happened piccolo?" she stared at him. and with a growl, he clenched his teeth.

"What the fuck do you think happened?" Piccolo breath became short, and his eyes were weary. Slowly, his body fell to the floor. Unconscious.