Yo! Son Goku and friends!

by Lucky8ofspades

This is a fanfiction of DBZ intended to give the characters neglected in the source material their time to shine in combat. The focus of the story is a retelling of the events with an emphasis on The Z Fighters working as a team to dispatch each threat thrown their way. A lot of the story is going to change but the main villains are generally going to stay in the same order.

26. Saiyan Training Arc Chapter 2

Yo! Son Goku and friends! Saiyan Saga (Chapter 25)

Krillin

"Okay, you wish to know how to manipulate ki blasts as they leave your hand."

"I saw Goku do it against Piccolo at the 23rd with his Kamehameha and I was just totally at a loss for how easy it looked. I've tried it myself here and there and I actually can kind of do it but it's nowhere near how he did it."

"I see. You wish to hone the basics. This is a smart approach." Kami asserted with a pointed finger.

Kami and Krillin stepped out from the palace and onto the white tile. They had the open area of the floating island all to themselves. The Guardian's staff clicking onto the floor in a timely rhythm.

"If I had to put it into words I think the best way to go about it would be to picture a clear goal in mind before you even gather your energy."

"Okay." He replied, crossing his arms and tilting his head.

"Ah-hah-hah." Kami laughed out as he looked to one of the guiding line of trees at the front. "This will be your benchmark."

"Uhhh, well I wouldn't want to ruin your trees Kami. They look really nice." Krillin argued back a tad, hesitant.

"If that's the case, use them as motivation and try not to hit them. If you can weave a beam through every single one of these 5 trees I'll take that as a clear signal of your progress."

"Oh man…" Krillin paced around the trees with sweat on his brow. "Okay!"

"Walk with me Krillin."

Kami paced back towards the palace before rounding the outside on the right. Two large pillars with orbs atop them stood in the back symmetrical with another pair of pillars opposing them.

"We'll use these pillars first. Once you can successfully manipulate your ki through them we'll move onto the trees."

"I can live with that! This seems a lot more manageable." The turtle student said with hands on his hips.

"It's far easier to manipulate ki before it leaves. I assume Goku was holding the pose for his Kamehameha as he fired?"

"Yup!"

"That checks out. He held onto it for control, I want you to do the same as you start."

"Right!"

Kami took a few steps back and stared out into the sky blue beyond, beyond the pillars. Krillin gathered a small yellow bolt of ki and lobbed it straight through the two to measure the distance. He nodded as it disappeared into the clouds. He paced around a bit, trying to find the right angle. He settled on attacking it from the left side.

"Okay! Ka-me-ha-me…"

The blue aura gathered quickly in his cupped hands on his left side as he chanted.

"Hah!"

The blue beam blazed and Krillin slid his hands from the traditional Kamehameha posing and maneuvered his left over top of his right instead of the parallel mirror the technique usually calls for. He also shifted his right up and away, meeting his left in the middle. His hands looked like they were about to open up a sliding glass door as he held the pose. The beam moved quite a great distance and wrapped around the pillar at a curvy angle as it launched into the aether. He watched it go quite a ways as it dissipated, his hands letting loose as the final streams of light left his hands.

Krillin furrowed his brow and listened to the ki as it whistled into the clouds.

"I feel as though you underrated yourself Krillin." Kami said with a smile. "You might be able to pass the benchmark much faster than I thought. One question though, do you not know how to cancel your ki?"

"Hmm?"

"You could have saved a lot more energy if you dissipated the technique instead of letting it finish and roll off into the sky."

"I can do that?"

"Yes! It's a high level technique but I'm surprised you're unaware."

"Well that would help a lot. If I'm saving energy I'd really like to know how. It would save a lot of break time during practice."

"I'll go grab the others, this one should help you all." Kami stepped quickly back into the palace from the side entrance near the pillars and Krillin winded around to the front to wait.

Kami

"It's called Ki Cancelling. This technique really isn't all that hard by itself and is tied to whatever skill you are using. As an example, Dodon Ray and the Kamehameha are going to have different ways of cancelling even though you are doing the same thing. This technique I am about to show you all really only applies to beams so worry not if this is not your style."

"Yeah, I'm just gonna take a chill pill on this one." Yamcha stated as he leaned back against one of the palm trees.

"Chiaotzu, show me the Dodon once more."

The small chalky white man reared back his right hand and fired off a yellow line into the sky. Kami examined his form closely, causing Chaiotzu to freeze up a bit in his nerves. The beam cut through the air and eventually dissipated.

"Again." Kami commanded.

Chaiotzu compiled and another yellow ray fired off, only this time Kami put his hands on the emperor and cocked his arm up tightly, freaking him out a bit.

"THIS, is how you do it."

Krillin furrowed his brow and interjected:

"So you reverse the firing pattern?"

"Bingo! Why do we even take poses while we fire ki?" Kami showing great excitement with his open hands and jolly tone.

"...Because we want to build a strong relationship with our attacks." Tien stated, the way he phrased it sounded like he came into a revelation mid-sentence.

"Exactly. We never needed to take these poses and say the names of our techniques but ki responds to association. When we give it an association it wants to respond much more cleanly."

"So could we technically Ki Cancel without reversing the motion?"

"YES!" Kami practically hopped up with excitement. "You lot are very smart, asking all the right questions. Hah-hah. But using an accessory to motivate your ki is the best way to do it. Once we learn how to Ki Cancel we can start on Ki Recalling."

"I'm starting to see why you wanted us to focus on the basics now." Tien laughed out, rubbing the back of his bald head.

"Using Ki takes great effort and you only have so much at your disposal. I don't mean to be rude, but all 4 of your ki usage has been very sloppy so far. If we can tighten up the screws I can make sure you use your ki much more efficiently and you'll be able to use your techniques many more times in battle. Finesse is key to ki."

Tien smirked wide and got excited over the new information, jiving up and down a bit.

"As far as I understand it, you used up all of your ki when fighting my other half did you not?" Kami raised a brow as he glared down at Krillin.

"Yeah, heh-heh. I can't even fire much more than three Kamehamehas and a few ki blasts a day. Fighting someone like him tuckered me out quick." Krillin laughed out nervously.

"I'll make sure you can fire off 6 a day before our training is over."

Krillin's confidence grew and he maintained a fiery gaze at The Guardian of Earth. Tien matched the turtle students enthusiasm and Chiaotzu did as well, filing into a line. Yamcha looked to the whtie clouds as they floated by in the blue sky.

Tien

"Where's Chiaotzu?" Kami politely asked as his staff clicked onto the stairs rhythmically.

"He had to get back to Mifan. He'll be back in a week."

"I forgot to ask, are the sleeping arrangements to your liking?" Popo questioned.

"Ohh, hah-hah. They're fine, but that's not really what we're here for."

"Is that to say that they're not fine and you're just being nice?" Popo prodded with a sly smile.

"Hah-hah! The beds are definitely better than what we roughed it up in at Korin's."

The steps winded around and around in a zig-zagging manner. It took a long while for the trio to descend down toward a massive dark hallway. Tien peered around at all angles with his three eyes before Kami lit the area with a small bright orb of ki with his right hand. Enormous double doors stood before them, and green aura seeped out the tiny crevices of the bottom and middle.

"So this is it huh?"

"Yes, all Kami before I rest here."

"How many?"

"Lost to time. I believe we call years Age now, but Kami have existed far before our time of Age 762. I think Garlic might have known, he was far more interested in the history and not enough in the morality."

"Who's Garlic?" Tien asked with some sincerity.

"Oh did I say that?" Kami laughed it out a bit. "I've gotten a bit loose with the details over the years, my apologies. My old age must be catching up with me." Kami looked to the dark doors longingly for a while before answering. "Kami are chosen by their predecessor. It just so happens that when I was chosen there were actually two candidates."

Tien's eyes all widened and he took a more focused look at The Guardian of Earth.

"Garlic and I were both valid for Kami, but ultimately I was chosen as I banished all the evil in within me, creating the one you know as Piccolo. Technically Piccolo is still a part of me but it was his father that was my true other half."

"So where's Garlic now? He can't be in here can he?"

"No no, he never became Kami. He could never rest here."

Tien nodded and maintained his focus on the green god.

"Huuuuuhhhh…" Kami breathed out in a long sigh as he averted his gaze to the floor. "Garlic is actually still alive."

"Really?"

"I believe so, Garlic flew into a rage at my predecessor's decision and attempted to take the position by force with his demon underlings. My predecessor couldn't abide by his evil and sealed him away in the Dark Crystal. We still have the little black star here in the lookout." Kami clued him in as he peered at the zig-zagging steps above them.

Kami looked back to the ground with melancholy causing Popo to put a hand on his back.

"It's okay Popo, I was just remembering the good times I had with him. It was a shame it ended that way."

Popo nodded and Kami turned his focus back to the stairs.

"Shall we go?" He asked Tien plainly.

Tien nodded and the trio ascended back up the long winding path.

Yamcha

Krillin and Yamcha sat unnecessarily dangerously on the ladder of the palace in the sky. It clung to the building itself very tightly but Krillin and Yamcha just sat on the ledges the ladder provided with absolutely no safety. They ate their lunch quietly before Krillin interjected.

"So what's up..? Nom, cronch, crunch. I havern't seen ya… nom. Train with us in a while. You good man?" Krillin asked as he looked down at Yamcha from near the top of the ladder.

Yamcha took a big bite out of his sandwich, finishing it. The Wolf took his time chewing and put his hands out, feeling up a cloud as it passed by. Krillin waited for his friend's response.

"Don't worry about me Krillin."

Krillin was pretty relieved at the tone of voice he used. It sounded much more enthusiastic than before.

"Don't tell nobody but I've been training on my own. I've been listening in on your guys training so I know what Kami's been teaching us. I guess I just-"

He felt out the cloud once more as it passed beyond his immediate reach.

"Feel more comfortable practicing by myself. No disrespect to you guys or anything." Yamcha reiterated as he looked up to Krillin from near the bottom of the ladder.

"None taken, Champ." Krillin shot back with a smile. He bit into his sandwich with vigour and chewed happily.

"I wonder how the Saiyans stack up to those beasts." Yamcha pondered as he stared to more oncoming white cotton mounds. "The Saiyans have to be chumps compared to them, we can beat em' no sweat!" Upon the last thought Yamcha punched his left hand with his right.

Krillin looked down to the focused wolf and finished the rest of his sandwich.

"Well I'm gonna head up now, Champ. Keep it up." He flashed a thumbs up to Yamcha as he climbed up to the top of the ladder.

"Hmm?" Yamcha stared blankly as Krillin vanished onto the top surface.

Yamcha looked down back to the green grassy below. He shifted his gaze over to Korin's tower and nodded with a smile. After positioning himself The Wolf leaped from the ladder all the way to the top of the orb. He landed in a combat roll loudly.

DMM-DM-TUM!

"Yamcha! If you cave in the roof, you're paying for it!"

"You forget that they pay stupid amounts of money for sports on Earth. Even if I did I can definitely foot the bill Whiskers!"

Yamcha leaped from the top again and flew by Korin in a flash.

"You know what to do!" Yamcha's voice echoed as he tore through the air.

"Yeah, yeah." Korin grumbled out as he readied a stop watch, clicking the top node and starting the count.

Yamcha slid down onto the grass in a spry landing before looking back up at the tower.

"He's doing it again!" A tan skinned little kid pointed at The Wolf before he disappeared in a flash up the tower.

Yamcha hounded up the tower from hold to hold like a wolf on all fours. Energy rolled off of his claws and shoes, he had an intensity about him as he stared into the sky.

"I've gotta be faster than the Saiyans!" He roared out in his mind as he tore across the tower.

The white cat waited patiently as his tail jived back and forth. Moments later Yamcha clawed his way up and bounded into the middle area, almost crashing into the fountain.

"Hey hey! Watch it! You gimme a heart attack almost every time you run the tower!"

"Hehh." He let out harshly. "What was my time?" Yamcha asked breathy.

"20 seconds."

"Let's go!" He raised his right fist in a declaration and turned around.

"You're getting fast, kid." Korin let out loud before thinking to himself: "He's fucking fast."

Yamcha stretched it out with his arms and rotated his whole body, cracking his back and the like.

"I'm gonna go and do a few more reps, you don't need to track these ones."

"Don't worry, I won't."

Yamcha looked back with a devilish smile before plummeting back into the unknown from the railing.

Kami

"Hey Kami." Krillin greeted as he closed the door to the deep navy blue room. "You called?"

"Yes…" Kami answered plainly as he turned his chair around to face the turtle student. "I am terribly sorry to burden you Krillin, but I believe you are the only one I can rely on for this task."

Krillin nodded and maintained stoic eye contact.

"The chances for Earth's survival go up significantly if we were to recruit the help of my other half."

"You want Piccolo to train with us!?" Krillin yelped out loudly. "You sound like Goku!"

"Heh-heh." The Guardian of Earth laughed out plainly. "I know how it sounds but the threat is far more than anything we have ever dealt with. There is strength in numbers, young Krillin. I will deal with the consequences." Kami got up in his seat and walked over to stand parallel with his new student.

Kami put a firm hand on Krillin's left shoulder.

"You have a good temperament and reasoning skills. I think out of anyone you have the highest chance of bringing him back here."

Krillin looked to the dark blue floor a bit overwhelmed.

"Relax, you need not succeed. I just wish for the chance. If it is not to be then it is not to be. Do not worry so much Krillin. I can tell that my other half is learning."

Krillin looked back up and met Kami's eyes.

"He is not the man he used to be, I bet he is willing to hear you out, even if it means coming up here just to settle the score with me. That is an outcome I predicted."

"I'll do it."

"Thank you Krillin, from the bottom of my heart. I hope to see him here soon, there is much to talk about and learn from him. Our battle with the Saiyans will go far smoother if he is here to defend the Earth. Good luck."

Kami bowed deep to Krillin and he returned the favour with a deep bow of his own before turning around and shutting the door with some intensity.

"Not much longer now." Kami looked up to the ceiling with a smile.

Krillin

Krillin hiked up the stairs to a muted blue bedroom. Tien was fixing some sheets on one of the beds as Krillin came up.

"Oh! Hey Krillin, you seen Yamcha?"

"Yeah, I ate lunch with him like an hour ago on the ladder."

"You guys eat out there? You're crazy." Tien smiled a bit and returned to tucking in the sheets under the mattress.

"What does Piccolo's energy feel like?" Krillin asked out of the blue.

Tien just turned and looked with a bit of mysticism.

"Uhhh…" He stood up and rubbed the back of his head. "The way it's always felt to me is like green grass. I could smell freshly cut grass when we were searching for Gohan. I know we all sense these things differently, but that's what I felt." Tien tapped onto his chest at the last bit of his statement.

Krillin pondered for a moment and waved the crane student over to him. He pointed to a direction past the bed and down through the building.

"Is that him wayyyy over there?" He asked, raising a brow.

Tien closed his eyes and felt around for the ki himself.

"Yeah, I think so."

Krillin hopped back onto the stairs before Tien yelled at him.

"Hey! What are you doin'!?"

"Kami asked me to go see if he'd come train with us!" Krillin yelled back as he rounded the corner and disappeared down the stairs.

"Well hold the fuck on! I'm not just gonna leave you hangin', give me sec!"

Krillin put his hand on the rail and waited before Tien came down, pulling a tight white tee over his chest.

"Let's go!" Tien commanded with a smile before the two filed down the stairs and exited out of the hallway and onto the white tiles.

The two got ready to fly before Tien pulled Krillin aside for a moment.

"What?"

"That's not Capsule Corp. is it?"

Krillin crossed his arms and took a second to think.

"No way… You think?"

"We better hurry!"

"Right!"

The two blasted off the palace and zoomed down towards the Earth. Zipping past the trees in a hurry, the villagers turned their heads at the display.

Piccolo

"If you were to run with the argument that we're all equal like the majority of people seem to use 24/7 then that would mean that the only suitable course of action would be communism, no?" Piccolo questioned as he received a tall glass of water in a hand off from Bulma.

"Right, BUT!" She interjected, handing Gohan some orange juice and fixing her watch before the three of them sat back down on the couch. "If we are the ones in pursuit of our own freedom then, capitalism is the way to go. The unfortunate reality being that we as a society reward the wrong things monetarily."

"Like what?" Piccolo raised a brow and took a long swig.

"Like uhhm…public schooling."

"Do tell." Piccolo laid back a bit more relaxed, stretched out and crossing his long legs.

"Mom says public schools are just to indoctrinate bad ideas and make students do busy work instead of actually teaching them real skills. That's why she said she's not putting me in school until college." He took a big sip from his orange juice, leaving a stain on his lip.

Bulma dabbed it away with a tissue before responding.

"We don't monetarily incentivise good public schooling with our economy. It's apparently far more important to us to hand a bank roll to professional sports players, and high status movie stars than it is to fund the growth of the next generations."

Piccolo furrowed his brow and nodded with some sincerity, tongue in cheek as he thought.

"That seems backwards."

Bulma took a long sip of her drink as well.

"Yeah! Luckily for me, my father took advantage of capitalism and built a brand. Something like this is exactly what capitalism aims to reward. Hard work as well as supply and demand. We fuckin' make everything at Capsule Corp. from cars to coffee, we're rollin' in it."

"Well then shouldn't everybody like capitalism?"

Bulma sighed and averted her gaze to the ceiling fan.

"It's the best one in theory, being that everyone SHOULD be in control of their destiny. It's just not that easy, especially if the big corporations are greedy scumfucks. Oop~, my bad Gohan!" Bulma cringed as it left her mouth.

"I won't say scumfucks in front of mom." Gohan replied as he took another drink.

The three of them took steady sips from their beverages as they lazily looked to the television playing a history channel program. Bulma looked back to Piccolo and drained from her glass again.

"So where do you live? You didn't know much about the modern world until a couple of weeks ago. You sound like someone else I know."

"I just live near water, wherever."

"So you just sleep outside?"

Piccolo just shot her a cold glare before returning his focus to the program.

"Hey! I'm talking to you mister!" Bulma stood in front of the television, blocking his path.

"Yeah, I do." Piccolo shot back with his deep gravelly voice.

"Well I don't like that. You just go out into the wilderness every night after you chill here with me and Gohan?"

"More or less." He sunk into the chair and met her eye contact.

"We have more than enough bedrooms here Piccolo, I don't want any friends of mine sleeping outside and that's final."

"Heh-heh. Suit yourself."

"Uhh Piccolo, I'm a billionaire not a millionaire. It shows poor character if I can't house friends in need. You're staying here."

"Whatever. I'm trying to learn about the dolphins, so I'd appreciate it if you moved."

A commotion was heard from below followed by a frantic pattering of footsteps. Piccolo stood up and averted his gaze to the stairwell from across the loft.

"Piccolo?" Bulma questioned as she backed up, hearing the footsteps much later than he.

Piccolo furrowed his brow before sitting back down.

"Uhh?"

"It's just those two bald guys."

"Piccolo's in the loft!? We gotta hurry!" Tien screamed before rounding the corner.

"Duhhhh…" Krillin let out like a caveman upon seeing the sight of Piccolo having a drink with Bulma and Gohan.

Tien's face lit up red as he was about to say some foolishness.

"The real housewives of Capsule Corp., once you go green I guess you never go back."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Krillin let out bellows of laughter as he fell into the counter under the pressure, slamming his fist onto the marble top.

Tien let out cackles of laughter as the two of them lost it by the stairwell. Bulma came over to check on them.

"Where's Yamcha?"

Tien looked to Krillin with glee.

"Where is Yamcha?" His crane hands raised in a comedic declaration.

They both lost it again, pissing Bulma off.

"Rrrrrrgh!"

"Phew!" Krillin mimed wiping off sweat from his forehead before turning back to the blue haired woman. "My bad, Bulma."

"AH-hah-hah… That one was actually my bad. AH-HEM!" He cleared his throat harshly.

"We needed to talk to Piccolo, we just never thought he'd be here. We hurried over to make sure you were okay."

Bulma nodded.

"Okay fine, you guys can be pretty sweet sometimes."

She turned around on a dime and headed over to the fridge.

"You guys want any drinks?"

Krillin locked eyes with Piccolo in a dramatic fashion.

"Just water is fine!" Tien answered as he took a more neutral position against the wall.

"What do you want, little man?"

"He needs you up at the lookout, Kami's request." Krilin shot back with pinpoint accuracy and bite, forcing Piccolo onto his feet.

DMM!

The kickback of his standing up almost threw the couch across the loft and everyone looked to Krillin and Piccolo's staredown in front of the TV.

"If I have to drag your sorry green ass there, I will. I haven't just been playing house like you have."

Aura rolled off the two of them and Tien sidled over to Krillin's position.

"Damn, I let this guy get so much closer to me than I was supposed to." Piccolo made sure to keep to himself.

Piccolo had taken his training pretty lax for the past 2 months since Goku had told him about the Saiyans. Since all the earthlings had been doing was going from 0 to 100 in between that time, Krillin's battle power had risen to 725 while Piccolo's was at only 780.

"Yeah, I'll go." He let out solemnly.

Krillin sharpened his brow and maintained his intense staredown.

"Just don't expect brittle bones to keep walking around much longer. I know your old man is on his last legs."

"Are you sure about this?" Tien let out hesitantly as he stood shoulder to shoulder with Krillin.

"It's what Kami wants, and he's treated us very well. Least I can do is come through with this favour."

Tien focused his three eyes into an intimidating stare at Piccolo and it snatched his attention with ease. The triclops motioned to the door with his eye movements and the three of them filed out of the building, dragging the tension out of the room with them like they were carrying a dead body. Bulma swallowed hard and Gohan looked on with worried eyes.

"Be careful Piccolo!"

Piccolo just shot back a stoic nod and Gohan understood perfectly.

Kami

Piccolo stood with arms crossed in front of Kami in his navy blue throne room. Krillin and Tien grouped up on Kami's side, facing the demon king's son.

"Taking the easy way out huh old man? Can't even touch my power anymore so you gotta come and recruit the youth of the world to make me straighten up."

"My my, I see your bitch ass has not changed."

Krillin and Tien looked at each other kind of hyped. Piccolo's brow furrowed and he shifted his weight slightly.

"I do not wish to be untoward, I simply thought that you might listen if I use the verbiage you are accustomed to. Mongrels are coming to this planet, and as a citizen or conqueror-" Kami motioned with a wave of his staff as he stepped face to face with Piccolo. "You are caught in the crossfire whether you like it or not."

Kami paced around with his head in the clouds as he spoke to Piccolo, his staff stomping on the ground in a smooth rhythm.

"I, I- I recall your battle with Goku against the first Saiyan, you fought well. We need that unity if we are to protect this planet."

"I only did that to teach that mongrel some respect. I am not attached to this planet, I care not if it goes. I learned that I'm not the biggest fish in the ocean quite some time ago. It was difficult to let go but I'm beyond that now."

"If that is your answer, I cannot stop you. But poor Gohan does not deserve to have his life taken away due to your negligence."

All three of them were struck cold by Kami's words.

"That boy cares about you, and you care about him. Do this one favour not for me but for Gohan."

Piccolo stared back with intensity and Kami met his gaze. Krillin and Tien looked to each other and the turtle student swallowed harshly before turning his gaze to the two green halves.

"Hmph. Don't try and do anything 'untoward'." Piccolo shot back with some bite before leaving. "I'm gonna go meditate, if you interrupt me, you die." The demon king's offspring slammed the chocolate coloured door shut and the trio breathed a sigh of relief.

Piccolo

Piccolo sat meditating, his legs crossed and his arms locked in a stance as he floated delicately above the palace, his cape wavering elegantly in the soft winds. Yamcha waltzed in from behind Krillin and Tien on the tile in the middle of the sky island.

"So when did we let kidnappers up into the lookout?"

"He's not a kidnapper Yamcha."

"That's just not facts. Just because Gohan ended up liking him doesn't mean he didn't kidnap him at first bro. Didn't he kidnap him Crane?"

"Well I don't know how correct kidnapping is in this instance but yeah, Gohan wasn't there after I came to."

"Ima go beat his ass. Who does he think he is comin' up here!?"

"Yamcha chill! Kami told me to grab him and get him up here!"

Piccolo's focus was drawn out of his meditation and his green ears perked up like a dog's.

"Bruh! And you listened?"

"Oh my god…" Krillin responded, throwing the hands on his hips up into the air and turning around in a defeated declaration.

"Just because he's an old head doesn't mean he knows what he's doing. This freak almost killed Goku at the 23rd and then ACTUALLY killed him 2 months ago. You guys want me to give him a pass just because Kami said so?"

"Chill, Wolf." Tien asserted with a cold trifecta stare, palming Yamcha's shoulder.

"Tch." He shrugged off Tien's left hand and headed back into the palace. "The only reason I didn't fade your shit is because my boys told me not to! Be thankful!" Yamcha let out as one final hurrah as he walked into the building.

"Mongrel." Piccolo's thoughts echoed through and disturbed his meditation, forcing him to start from scratch. A vein of anger pulsing out from his forehead in response.

Piccolo breathed out deep and then took up the pose again. A slight breeze rolling off of his posed frame.