Chapter 26- The first attack

"No buts Piccolo!" Chichi clenched her teeth and pointed "You have to dress up! If you don't, Goku won't. So- so you're going to look nice at this wedding!" Her screams echoed through the house the night of the wedding.

Piccolo had a hard time arguing with her. She was frightening. "Listen, Yusagie and I talked about it. It isn't a part of our culture, but we're going to be polite, but we don't need to dress up. We don't have marriage so we don't feel the need to celebrate it."

"Instead, in your culture, men have babies, and unmarried couples sleep together under someone else's roof!" Chichi yelled back to him. Piccolo's eyes narrowed at her statement. One, because he and Yusagie weren't together, and the other made him realize it may be time to have them relocate.

"Please just do it." Goku asked kindly as he looked to Piccolo. Goku rested on the couch and lifted his feet up on top of the coffee table.

The Namek grunted. "She isn't even my wife, Goku."

Chichi stared at Yusagie, glancing her up and down as she analyzed her body. She was dressed in mom wear. Sweat pants, a T-shirt, and if she wasn't, she was in a fighting uniform. "If you're going to see everyone again, you need to be presentable. Which means you can't wear those clothes" Chichi smiled, Yusagie felt awkward as she looked down at her clothing. "We must find you something."

"I have the dress I bought for Bulma's parents anniversary." Yusagie suggested. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Then looked over her shoulder, seeing Piccolo's grin, laughing at her. She wasn't a girly girl and Chichi seemed destined to make her one.

"No no, you cannot wear that one, that's too formal, and you have a baby now, you won't be able to move in that thing properly. I went to the store this week, and I already found you something, so come here."

Goku laughed. "Sorry Piccolo. Chichi is use to it being her way." Goku stretched onto the couch but felt his feet caught by something. When he looked down, he saw a purple fighting Gi. "Hey what's this?" He asked when he picked up the top.

Both Piccolo and Yusagie's eye widen with shock as they knew exactly why his clothing was on the floor. "It must have been the baby." She tried to make up and excuse as she handed Piccolo his son before letting out a deep sigh of irritation. Yusagie left them behind to follow Chichi; who wanted nothing more than to dress her.

When Yusagie fit her body into the dress, she showed Chichi, who became beyond excited as always. "Perfect" Chichi squealed. "You look fantastic, like a woman instead of a fighter!" Chichi turned Yusagie's body to the mirror, allowing the Namek to look at herself. Her breasts were larger, and she had a bit of trouble getting into human tops now. Her weight gain on earth was apparent, but the dress at least fitted conservatively and loose. This dress almost fit like a glove, the length went to the floor, and it cringed at the waist. The black colored dress covered most of her arms, as the sleeves were short.

"Now." said Chichi "Your hair." Chichi pulled the rubber band from Yusagie's hair, watching her long black silk locks fall past her shoulder and unravel into curls. Her hair was much shorter when had come to earth, and now it hit her lower back. Yusagie was required to keep it somewhat short on Mote's planet, and never once had it been this long before. She always felt so beautiful when Chichi dressed her up. Yet a part of her felt like too much skin was showing in the dress. She wasn't used to Earth's sexy culture.

"See you're pretty." Chichi removed Yusagie's hair from her face. "But not as pretty as me." Winking, she searched in her closet of something for herself.

Yusagie stared down at her body as she walked out of Chichi's room. Both Goku and Piccolo looked back over their shoulders as they waited on the couch. Piccolo looked over at her and couldn't help but stare at her luscious hips and curvy figure. She was beautiful, even without being dressed up.

"Wow, don't you look stunning" Goku commented when Yusagie walked into the living room. Yusagie blushed to his words as she bent over, to straighten out her dress. She didn't say anything back.

Piccolo removed himself from the couch and walked over to her. He had been given formal clothes by Goku, and his tie was still undone. He too felt goofy and uncomfortable.

Yusagie approached him as she began to do his tie. She had done plenty of ties from her uniforms from when she served Mote, and he knew this. Piccolo felt weird; he felt weak as she touched him. He actually started to depend on a woman for something.

Yusagie adjusted his suspenders that were over his gray button up shirt and black pants. "You should have your hair back, he'll grab it." Piccolo suggested as he pushed her hair from her face.

"Chichi said I should leave it down." He was right though, and she knew it.

"Our son, what is he wearing?"

"Our son?" Yusagie whispered loud enough for only him to hear. She looked up at him for a moment and saw him blush for the first time ever.

"Mine, mine, he's mine and you miss-heard me." Piccolo stuttered as he realized he had slipped up. He tried to put the blame on her, but he knew she knew better.

"I'm sure—He's wearing an outfit Gohan once wore when he was little. Chichi gave it to me." Yusagie finished his tie, and it was not more than a second later Piccolo handed the child back to her. He didn't want to be holding him.

When it came time for the wedding, Chichi, Goku, Gohan, Piccolo, Yusagie and their child seemed to be one of the first to arrive. The guest entered one by one, sitting in the pews. Before doing so, everyone came up to see the baby Namek. He was adored for his cute face and silly sounds. At this point, he could reach for people and hold things. He kept grabbing onto the necklaces the women wore and reached for their earrings.

Piccolo never left their side, not even for a moment to say hello to any of his old friends. He stayed beside them during the whole ceremony and the reception that was held after.

Launch's stomach was more apparent as ever at this point; it had been five months since Piccolo and Yusagie had visited them. Tien and Launch shared their news with everyone for the first time, as they hadn't seen anyone in over a year.

Yusagie sat quietly next to Piccolo in the pews as everyone chatted around her. She held his son in her lap, as he had become so used to her, he didn't even want to be near Piccolo. He played with her fingers and giggled as she wiggled them and then tickled him. His laughter filled the room, and it reminded everyone how life is so important, and this is what they were all training for.

The room became quiet As Chiaotzu married his Doll, and Tien being the best man. Yusagie found this just as odd as Piccolo did. But they went along with it anyways.

During the reception, everyone danced to music and ate the food that was offered. And Goku was given a whole cake to himself.

"Going to drink again tonight?" Yamcha leaned over to Yusagie as he remembered how she was the last time she had consumed alcohol.

"Back off!" Piccolo spoke up and glared at the human as they all sat around a table. Piccolo knew every intention Yamcha had. He hadn't declared her as his, it wasn't official, but in his mind, no one was allowed to touch her but him. They hadn't been intimate with one another, and maybe that time would come one day, he didn't know, but for now, he was the only one who would get the opportunity when it came.

"Alright dude sorry!" Yamcha sweated as he looked at Yusagie. "You know where I will be if you change your mind and decide to drink." Slowly, Yamcha backed away from the enraged Namekian who would seek to remove every limb on his body if he even made a move on Yusagie.

The night had fallen eventually; Tien asked Chichi and Goku to help clean up, with gift wrappings and other unknown things on the floor. Yusagie and Piccolo pitched in as well.

Goku sat in his chair and finished his cake along with another alcoholic drink, he was not all there, and Goku had become somewhat drunk.

"Goku that is you're 7th one!" Chichi yelled at him.

Yusagie held a bundle of paper cups as she heard Chichi yelling at her husband once again. Yusagie then spotted another one from the corner of her eye as she reached under the table when she grabbed it. When she got back up, she hit her head due to her height. The radio that played the dance music fell from the table and crashed to the ground, making a loud sound. But the fall forced it to play slow, soft music from its speakers.

Piccolo looked over at her. "Are you okay?"

Yusagie rubbed her head with her free hand. "Yeah I'm alright." she answered. Walking over to the garbage she dumped all the cups into the trash can, ignoring that she had just hit her head.

Piccolo looked around for a moment cautiously. Chichi yelled at her husband for being drunk, Krillin was occupied with Gohan; apart of him didn't want anyone to know he had a soft side, yet it was starting to shine through with his son.

"Where is the baby?" He asked Yusagie as he reached for her hand.

"He's asleep over there in his carrier." She said as she slipped her hand out his in order to finish cleaning, but he wouldn't let her. Pulling her to him as the CD player played a classical song, Piccolo's free hand reached for Yusagie's waist, and she reached for his shoulder. Their fingers became intertwined with one another's, and they held each other. Together, they slowly danced on the empty dance floor with no one around.

Yusagie smiled and turned away from his gaze.

"What?" Piccolo asked with a smile

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"I just remember dancing with you at the temple." she looked back up at him.

"Oh Yah." He chuckled. "Do you remember dancing with Yamcha?"

"You know, he was the best dancer I ever had." Yusagie tried to play into his insult as he threw it at her. "You must secretly love dancing since we've done it twice already since we've met. I know how much you like classical music, though." Yusagie smiled as she looked up at him, into his dark Namekian eyes.

"Yeh, none of that, what do they call it? Pop music?" Piccolo chuckled.

"Have any visions of my son yet?"

"You asked me this a few days ago." Yusagie rolled her eyes and laughed.

"So, maybe you had one since then. Can't you tell me how strong he gets at least?" Piccolo nagged as if it was something she could control.

"Actually, I did see him in one vision. You know, being a scholar and all. He studied a lot, and his mother yelled at him to make sure he got good grades." Yusagie winked as she joked about his son. Piccolo couldn't

help but smile at her as she made a Gohan reference.

Yamcha, just as drunk as Goku, jumped from his chair. Everyone thought he was just drunk and shrugged off his sudden alertness.

"What's wrong Yamcha?" asked Chichi.

"There's an incredibly high power nearby." Yamcha was right. Goku began to worry as well. He could feel it too. He didn't even recognize this type of evil either.

"Too bad all the cuties have to die." whispered Nit to herself.

The roof of the dining hall was ripped off by a big gust of energy and quickly both Yusagie and Piccolo parted from their dance.

"What is happening?" Yusagie yelled as she ran over to their child in order to protect him.

A pink light of energy flew through Gohan's chest.

Before Gohan appeared a yellow ball of energy. Gohan still felt conscious, he stared at it for a moment, the bright light and then fell to his knees. Nit jumped down from the roof and put in her hands around the yellow energy.

"GOHAN" yelled piccolo as His heart sank into his stomach. "Finally, I got his soul" spoke Nit.

Yusagie looked at the uniform Nit wore, it was the exact same as hers from when she served. They found her. Her people found her in another time.

" His soul hu?" Yusagie whispered.