Chapter 12 - White Day
A/N: Ha ha! Made it! Still have time to post it before I miss my once a day mark!
I do not own Dragon Ball Z, and the idea of Piccolo and Mizuki living in a cave came from Criticalthinking, thank her.
I do however own Mura and Mizuki, plus her origins!
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Enjoy! Here's some more Valentines romance!
(White Day is essentially the same in Japanese culture as their Valentines Day, however instead of Giri-Choco and Honmei-Choco, the male get's something like a white dress, or makes white chocolate, giving it to the person who made them the chocolate on Valentines Day.)
(If the traditions of both holidays are wrong, please tell me, it's been a while since I researched them last.)
Piccolo was lost, he had no idea what he was doing and why he was doing it. Right now, he was stood in a clothing store, full of girly clothes and handbags.
Bulma was behind him, why had he asked her about this? Did he had some sort of reason for punishing himself so much?
Yes. Mizuki.
Piccolo had heard from Bulma and that dreaded woman Chi-Chi, that White Day was an important part of the Valentines tradition.
Apparently the women gave chocolate on Valentines Day and the men gave white chocolate, or in this case, a white dress or piece of jewlery to the one who gave them the chocolate.
Piccolo didn't have any money and Kami be damned if any of these women bought it for him, he had more pride than that!
The women ran back over to him, Bulma holding a white dress, which would make Mizuki look like a Goddess, however she wasn't one for such frilly items of clothing. She preffered her training Gi and her regular brown boots, fashioned just like his own.
Chi-Chi was holding a white necklace with an amethyst in the middle, however the price of that would mean he would owe the blasted woman for the rest of his long existence. Plus, Mizuki would be so concerned with the price she wouldn't take it, and it would get in the way when they were training.
Interrupting Mizuki and Piccolo when training. Not a good idea.
"Which one?" Both of them asked at the same time and Piccolo stammered, stepping back with a bead of sweat sliding down his cheek.
"N-neither!" Piccolo snarled, putting his pride forward as he clenched his fist and growled. "You both don't understand Mizuki! She would never accept such gifts, she cares for the wild life, not the life of luxury!"
"I don't think Piccolo knows women..." Bulma said, earning a nod from Chi-Chi. "You do know how to give a woman romance, right?"
Oh Kami please get him out of here!
"O-of course I do!" Piccolo barked, thrusting his arm out to the side in his state of angered shock. "What do you take me for?! I have been dating her for some time!"
"How do you show her you love her?" Chi-Chi asked, her voice stone cold, waiting for the right reply so she could kick his ass.
"How I treat Mizuki is none of your concern...Now if you'll excuse me, I have something I must attend to..." Piccolo turned sharply, his cape fluttering in the wind as he left the shop and flew off into the air, smirking as he heard the angered cries of the women below.
~DBZ~
"Makankosappo!" Mizuki roared, shooting an instantanious spiralling beam through a mountain, not just putting a hole through it, but reducing it to rubble.
She panted hard as her energy lowered rapidly, she had purposely put more Ki into that blast than normal, to see the outcome. If she could control the amount of Ki, that one blast could save their lives on many an occasion.
Mizuki straightened up and stretched, her breathing beginning to even out once more. She had learned to stretch or try to relax after a strong use of Ki, otherwise it could cause her to pass out.
The Houlamek decided to return to the cave and meditate until her energy had been restored, then she would continue to develope her attack. She turned and walked towards the cave, feeling a familiar Ki inside.
"Piccolo-sama~" She said in a sing song voice as she entered the cave, seeing Piccolo stood in the middle, crouched down over something.
Piccolo hummed and looked over his shoulder. Perfect timing, Mizuki was here! He turned and stood up, taking long, quick strides before lifting his mate and slamming his lips against her's in a kiss that rivalled the Houlamek Goddess of Passion herself!
Mizuki smiled and sank into the kiss, only to whine when Piccolo pulled away and lowered her to the floor. "Why did you stop?" She asked bluntly, making the Namek chuckle and walk towards the middle of the cave again, picking up the basket he had placed there.
"Because we're going for a picnic..." Piccolo said, looking at anything but her as his cheeks burned a bright purple. Mizuki was shocked and confused. Shocked that Piccolo was acting so nervous, and confused as to why he had suddenly sprang this up, Piccolo could be romantic, but not on this scale.
However before Mizuki could question the Namek, he walked over and wrapped an arm around her waist, taking off from the ground and flying slowly into the air, taking his time.
"Where are we going, Piccolo-sama?" Mizuki asked, placing both arms around his neck as he flew through the clouds silently, not giving anything away.
After several questions with no responses Mizuki gave up and just enjoyed the feeling of the wind flowing through her cyan blue locks.
Piccolo hummed and glanced down at her, his cheeks burning purple once again at the content smile on her face. He was hoping she would show that smile again during their picnic.
Ten minutes passed before Mizuki realised where they were and gasped, she had flown by this beautiful meadow of flowers such a long time ago and vowed to Piccolo that once Cell had been defeated she was to return and relax in the petals.
"You remembered?" Mizuki asked and Piccolo stopped, hovering in the air, one arm keeping her steady, and the other holding the basket of treats. "Of course..." He said, his cheeks their adorable purple color, his eyes holding a care he held back when in public. "You didn't expect me to forget about something you love, did you?"
Mizuki stared at Piccolo with a warmed heart as he slowly landed on a patch of ground without any flowers, as if designed for their picnic. "I'll set everything up, why don't you go and explore?" The Namek said, taking off his turban and fiddling with the ruffled collar of his mantle.
The smile that broke out onto the Houlamek's face made Piccolo turn an even brighter shade of purple. "Thank you, Piccolo-sama!" She said, turning and running from the hill they had landed on.
Piccolo cleared his throat, tossing his mantle to the side and took the large blanket from inside the picnic, making a mental note to give it back to Bulma without her knowledge.
After all, he had took it without her knowledge to begin with. His pride would not let him simply ask for it then explain why he wanted it.
The Namek glanced at Mizuki as he unfolded the blanket and smiled fondly as she stood there in the sunlight, her arms behind her back with her hands linked, smiling up at the clouds.
Mizuki sighed and inhaled the gentle breeze as her hair fluttered softly. She hadn't felt at peace for a long time and now Piccolo had taken a day from his training just to make her happy.
Why was he doing this? Whatever the reason, it made her feel loved and treasured far more than she knew already.
Mizuki stiffened as a pair of arms wrapped around her slim waist, a natural trait amonst Martial Artists. She glanced down and relaxed as she recognised the green textured arms of her mate.
"It's ready..." Piccolo told her, giving her body a loving squeeze, his voice only slightly lower than normal and his lips only twitching up at the corners.
Mizuki smiled and Piccolo let go of her, walking a few feet away before turning his body slightly and holding out his hand. His eyes gleaming with invitation.
The Houlamek turned a silver that most rings would be jealous of and took his larger hand. He pulled her closer and smiled down at her, not hugging her, or holding her against him, but close enough so that she could feel the heat of his body.
"Would you sit with me, Mizuki?" Piccolo asked, his formality making Mizuki wonder why he was trying so hard.
"Of course, Piccolo-sama...You don't need to be so formal..." Mizuki got on her toes to kiss Piccolo, but remembered why she was usually picked up when kissed as she didn't even come close to his abnormal height. "Damn Nameks and their freakishly tall bodies..." She grumbled, stretching further.
Piccolo chuckled and leaned down, pressing a chaste and loving kiss to his mate's lips, before letting go of everything but her hand and leading her to the blanket.
Mizuki dropped down onto the picnic blanket and smiled happily as Piccolo sat against a tree by the basket, not on the blanket, but near enough so his feet rested on the fluffy surface. He was infront of Mizuki, only a few feet away.
"What did you bring?" Mizuki asked and Piccolo smirked, flipping the basket lid open and pulling out a snake. It might have been gross for humans and for the Namek infact, but Mizuki's mouth watered and Piccolo tossed the snack to her, watching as she caught it and placed it into her mouth, letting a large amount hang as she liked to chew it.
"I still don't see why you like such a disgusting excuse for a 'snack'..." Piccolo said, putting on hand on the back of his head in a relaxed position and patting his lap, gesturing for Mizuki to sit under the shaded leaves of the tree with him.
Mizuki, who had just managed to calm her blush, cursed in her mind as it came back full force and she crawled over to Piccolo, sitting down in his lap and freezing with shock when he wrapped both arms around her and pulled her so her back was flush against his chest and his lips were buried into her hair.
"Piccolo-sama..." Mizuki sighed, smiling as the Namek leaned back further, now resting completely on the bark of the tree, his eyes closed and his nose inhaling Mizuki's soft scent of nature.
Mizuki continued to chew lazily on the snake, not even thinking of it's taste and texture. instead she was thinking of all the times Piccolo had ever been this romantic to her.
There weren't many times when he would be this romantic, however sometimes he would do something or say something that made her heart soar and her smile wide.
"You're beautiful..." Piccolo said out of the blue, opening his eyes and staring at a flower several feet away with a bee floating around it. "Graceful, and strong..." Then he chuckled. "Just my type!"
Mizuki giggled and pushed the remainder of the snake into her mouth, swallowing, unaware of Piccolo's grimace into her hair. Why did she eat that vile creature?
"I thought Nameks didn't have a type?" Mizuki teased gently, getting her body pulled closer as a result.
"No, but I do..." Piccolo purred gently, closing his eyes once more and letting his comfort take over, something he usually tried to avoid with training and meditation. "My type is you..."
Mizuki flushed bright silver, making Piccolo thankful his eyes were closed, otherwise he might have went blind. The Namek exhaled and Mizuki's hair was ruffled from the force of his breath.
This was so peaceful and calm that Mizuki was shocked as to why it was happening. Usually her life with Piccolo meant danger and possible death, but this was so...Normal.
"What's troubling you?" Piccolo asked, opening his eyes, he knew she was troubled by how her Ki had risen slightly.
"Hm? Oh, nothing, just thinking!" Mizuki said, smiling, unable to turn her head, Piccolo's warm breath on her scalp calming her.
"Then tell me what you're thinking..." Piccolo said, pointing out the obvious thing he was going to say, while removing his face from her hair and using one of his hands to play with the locks he had previously been snuggling into.
Piccolo didn't snuggle, but for Mizuki, he would do anything as long as it was only her who saw it. His pride couldn't take Goku or that cursed Vegeta seeing him.
Oh the shame he would live with.
"A-alright..." Mizuki stammered, blushing and hoping Piccolo didn't take this the wrong way. "I was thinking this was too good to be true.."
"What do you mean?" Piccolo asked, angling his head in a way that made him harder for Mizuki to resist as he inspected several locks of her hair, thinking of how perfect each strand was.
Piccolo knew he had fallen hopelessly in love and to be honest, a slave to love was better than a life of lonliness. This made the Namek smile as he combed her hair with his fingers.
Mizuki supressed a shiver and smiled awkwardly, not wanting to ruin the mood. "It seemed to good to be true, us sitting here, having a calm relaxing day...Not having to worry about what evil will try to kill us next..."
Piccolo thought for a moment before a smirk played onto his lips and he accidentally brushed his fingers against her neck, making her shiver noticably this time. "You're right, it is an unusual feeling...However not one I despise...Infact, this makes me feel at peace for the first time in a long time..."
Mizuki felt a kiss press against her temple and Piccolo's hot breath in her ear. "And you're the reason the domination of Earth seems so futile now..."
She hummed and Piccolo chuckled, pressing his cheek to the side of her head, both arms securely wrapped around her once more. The day was passing far too quickly for his liking and the sun was nearing the horizon.
"Why desire Earth when your world revolves around the one being that makes you feel at home? You are my world, and if I were to dominate Earth, then I'd have two worlds to take care of...A lot of trouble for one person, don't you think?" Piccolo asked, his words making Mizuki feel truly loved, truly at home herself.
Ever since the death of her family and the destruction of her home planet. She had felt an empty void of lonliness that she thought would never be filled.
Then she met Piccolo and that hole slowly sealed shut until she finally felt like she had a place to call home once more. Like she was whole once more.
The sun finally hit the horizon and a burnt orange sky was born, the clouds turning pink and the sun turning a vibrant red as it set for the night.
"We're going to have to go soon..." Piccolo said, and Mizuki detected the reluctance in his voice. "This place is wide open for animals to find us and I heard this part of the island gets rather cold around nightfall..."
Mizuki sighed and even though she didn't want to leave, she couldn't stop smiling, feeling happiness at the time Piccolo had taken out of his training to spend with her, just relaxing.
Piccolo lifted Mizuki bridal style and stood up, placing her gently on the floor and stepping away, confusing her greatly. "Stay still..." He told her calmly.
Mizuki was scared incase there was a spider on her shoulder, however Piccolo just raised his hand and a beam shot out, enveloping her and making her shield her eyes from the light.
When the Houlamek regained her sight, she was no longer wearing her purple Gi. Instead it was a vibrant white and it made her hair stand out more than ever and her eyes sparkle.
"P-Piccolo-sama?!"
Piccolo smiled and walked over to her, making her purple Gi appear in his hands. "Incase you ever want to change back..." He said, placing it in the basket and straightening up, looking down on her significantly shorter form.
"I care for you greatly Mizuki..." Piccolo said, bending down so he could reach her lips, capturing them in a kiss of tender devotion. "Infact...I love you, more than ever before..."
Mizuki's restraint snapped and she jumped on Piccolo, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, kissing him with a fierce passion even he didn't know she possessed.
A smirk formed in the kiss from the Namek and he closed his eyes, allowing himself to be lost in all that was Mizuki. It was no longer about the holiday anymore, even if she didn't get him chocolate next year, he would do something like this for her. He no longer saw this as White Day, but a day to make Mizuki feel as loved as possible.
Nothing was more important than that.
A/N: I loved writing this one, made me feel all warm and happy.
What do you think? Please review, your comments and advice are appreciated and welcome.
Title for the next chapter.
Training.
