Piccolo's Landscaping Service

Chapter 4--- Storms From The North

Well about a week went by and things went normal as they could. Piccolo flew Yasha and himself to work every day and the two went home together and had their supper. Both of them had the weekend off so Yasha took the time and drew in her small garden. She drew all day Saturday while Piccolo went off and trained somewhere for the day. He came back later while she was in the middle of cooking dinner. Yasha busily hummed to herself as she flew about the kitchen. Piccolo sat down and wiped his remaining sweat off with a towel Yasha gave him before he had left that day. He grabbed to TV remote and began to watch the TV. He quickly turned it to the weather channel for Yasha to find out tomorrow's weather for her. He waited only for about 5 minutes when the local forecast came on. "I hope you enjoyed the warm weather today folks cause tomorrow looks to be cold and stormy. A cold front is moving in from the north pushing out normal warm front away for about 2 days. This storm front will move in later tonight and will be in full force tomorrow morning for the early commute. So grab those umbrella's it looks to bad out early tomorrow." Piccolo frowned a little at the nasty weather to come and shut off the TV. Yasha came in just then with supper for the two of them. She sat down all the plates and the two began to dig in. Piccolo swallowed some hamburger and spoke, " Tomorrow's weather looks bad are you gonna be ok?" Yasha looked up and smiled a little at the remark. Piccolo had the day off tomorrow but Yasha still had to go in. "Yah a little rain never hurt anyone." She smiled. Piccolo grinned back at the show of Yasha's confidence.

Yasha snuggled into her bed and Piccolo just sat on the ledge looking up at the large storm clouds already rolling in. Quite flashes of light lit the clouds up from the inside. Piccolo wasn't too happy with the way those clouds looked or felt. He stood up and shut the sliding door locking tight so the harsh wind to come wouldn't throw it open later. He walked over to the door which lead to a room Yasha gave Piccolo incase he ever needed it. He walked up the stares to the simple room. It had a bed, a dresser, a chair and a night stand by the bed. He kept some of the clothes he had made in the dresser and lone lamp stood on the nightstand next to the bed. Piccolo liked his room, it was simple and just right for him, nothing troublesome. He sat down in the chair, which was by a window, and looked up at the clouds, before he knew it he had fallen asleep.

Piccolo opened his eyes to find himself in a odd place. He was suddenly in the middle of the woods somewhere in the middle of a road. It was late at night and a soft drizzle began to cover him as he stood there. He was surprised to find himself in his purple jumpsuit, cape, and turban. He looked around a bit and everything seemed slightly familiar to him. He heard some sounds so he began to follow the road. As he went further down the road he heard what sounded like a small child talking. He then came around a bend and saw a small girl sitting on a bench. She was holding a teddy bear and talking oddly to it. Piccolo stopped and just looked at the girl for a sec. He kept himself back a bit as not to frighten the girl. She was probably around 6 or 7 with lovely brown hair that was tied up in pigtails. She would be thought of as a cute little girl. She just sat there speaking to her bear. "Grizzly I know it's wet out but I don't know where mommy is. Yes Grizzly I'm cold too." She spoke sweetly to her bear. She held her bear tight as she began to shiver in the drizzle falling. Piccolo frowned at what he just heard. He began to walk over to the little girl through the forming mud. The little girl just sat there, then she heard this noise like someone was walking towards her. She was so tired and cold that she didn't brother to look who was coming towards her. Piccolo walked over and stopped in front of her. "Do you need help" he spoke. The little girl was a little surprised by the deep voice that came from the person who just walked up to her. She slowly picked up her head from snuggling her teddy and looked up. She slowly made her way up becoming in awe of the person's size standing in front of her. "Hi" she spoke softly. "Do you know where my mommy is?" Piccolo shaked his head no. The little girl teared up a bit and gave a little sniffle. "Why aren't you at home?" Piccolo asked. "My mommy never came home so I walked here with Grizzly to wait for her." "Grizzly?!" he questioned. "Yah my teddy bear." As she spoke as she lifted the bear into the air. Piccolo eyed the bear and huffed. He looked down each way of the road for any signs of people but found none. "Why don't I take you home?" he quipped. "But I gotta wait for mommy." She wined. "Well it's better if you did at home, it's late and I bet your tired and cold." The little girl rubbed her eye a little," Well I am a little sleepy." Piccolo grinned slightly at her cuteness, "What's your name?" "Ellen" she said slightly yawning. "Well I'm Piccolo, it's nice to meet you Ellen." He said with a grin. Ellen smiled at Piccolo. Piccolo bent down to Ellen eye level, "I'm gonna carry you, is that ok?" Ellen smiled more and said yes. Piccolo picked up Ellen and she grabbed right on to around his neck. She was very small compared to Piccolo size so he was able to carry her with just one arm. The two went down the road as Ellen pointed the way. As they went along Piccolo noticed something about Ellen, she had a smile that looked a lot like Yasha's. He smirked a little at the though of it. Ellen just smiled the whole way as they went along. Piccolo was suddenly surprised at where Ellen told them to go. The two just stood there in front of the path way to Yasha's house. "You live…here?" Piccolo choked. "Yah, you wanna come in and see?" she said with a big grin. Piccolo itched his head and said yes. He placed Ellen down and she ran over and grabbed his right hand. She smiled more and led him up the pathway to her house. Piccolo opened the front door for her and she ran inside. Piccolo was surprised at this all, it was Yasha's house put it looked different, there was now more stuff. Ellen came running back with 2 towels. "Here" she spoke. Piccolo looked down to see Ellen holding up a towel for him. "Umm no thanks." He replied. She grinned and began to dry off. Piccolo just walked around the house and looked how things changed. "So kid do you have a dad?" Ellen walked over next to Piccolo, "Of course I do silly. But, I have never seen him yet. He had to go away my mommy said for a while. But he was gonna come back on my 8th birthday which is only in 2 days. That's why my mommy wasn't home. Her car broke so she had to take the bus in to town to get some stuff for my birthday party." She spoke cheerfully. Piccolo nodded and continued to walk around more. Ellen walked of into another room as Piccolo made his way to what was suppose to be the door way to his room. He opened the door and made his way up the stairs. When he got to the top it looked just like his room but now there was a bookcase full of books and a photograph on the nightstand. He walked over and picked it up, it was a picture of him and Yasha smiling in what looked like a tropical beach. Piccolo eyes shot up as he looked at the photo. "What is going on here?" he though to himself. He placed down the photo and walked over to the window, a huge flash of light ripped in through the window and lighting went off.

Piccolo woke up wide eye and sweating heavily. "It was just a dream?!" he spoke out load. He looked around and saw that everything was back to the way it should be. He walked downstairs as the storm outside went on. He walked over to the table in the main room and found a note left on it. Piccolo picked up the note and read, "Piccolo, I went to work and you still where sleeping so I let you be and made lunch for you. It's in the fridge in tinfoil. I hope you like chicken club cause that's what you get till I get home. I should be home around 5:30pm so don't get into any trouble while I'm gone. Love Yasha" Piccolo made a odd looking face at how she signed the note, "Love Yasha?" he spoke. He let out a huff and sat down and watch some TV. As soon as he had turned on the TV the phone rang. Piccolo walked over and picked it up, "Hello?" "Um Yes, hi is Piccolo home?" a man spoke. "This is him." The man on the phone let out a sigh, "Oh good, it's you my boy. Do you know where Yasha is?" spoke Uncle Joe. "She suppose to be there, right?" he responded. "Yes but she hasn't shown up for work and she was due in a hour ago. I though she must have been running in late due to the weather but now I'm getting a little worried. She's never been this late before to work. Also on the radio they said there was landslides happening due to all the rain." said Uncle Joe in a very worried tone. "I'll go look for her right now." "Oh bless you my boy, she like a daughter to me and if anything ever happen to here, well you know." Said Uncle sadly. "Don't worry I'll find her. I'm sure her car just broke down or something. I'll have Yasha call you back when I find her, ok?" Piccolo spoke. "Ok and thank you." Piccolo hanged up the phone and frowned harshly. He grabbed his jacket and flew out into the storm. He followed the route by air that Yasha takes to work. He got about 5 miles down the road where there was a detour sign pointing down another road. "She must of have to go this way." Piccolo thought. He kept low just above the trees flying not too fast as not to miss her. He came about 9 minutes later to a hill side that gave way. He was about to go on when he picked up a soft sound. He flew down to the ground and he walked around in the direction of the sound was coming from. It sounded like something was digging in the ground. Piccolo's mind raged as a image of Yasha trapped under all that dirt, left to die in her car filled his mind. New emotions sparked inside and a new fire burned in his heart. Did he love her or was it just a friendship the two shared. Piccolo acted and began to dig away at the dirt towards the sound while all the time he thought about these new feelings that suddenly surfaced. "This isn't love I feel. No it can't be. But why do I fear for her? I'm her friend and nothing more. Like me and Gohan. I'm just her friend. But why can't I image myself with out her now? I can't love her. It would never work! And she could never love me, it just would never work! I mean I've only know this woman for about a week and a half. I can't feel this way about her. But I do. Like that kiss she gave me it was so warm and passion filled." Piccolo turned away for a sec then began digging again harder then before. His mind raged on with so many thoughts till get got down about 4 feet and found what looked like to be the top of a car. By then the sounds he heard before had died down and now no sound was coming from the car. He brushed of the rest of the dirt and ripped off the roof. Piccolo tossed the roof to the side and turned to a shocking site. There laid Yasha passed out and still breathing with dirt filled half way into the car. She had been trying to dig her way out through a broken window for who knows how long. He stepped into the car quickly and picked her up. She winched in pain but still did not wake. "Good she's alive he thought, but it looks like her ribs where broken on one side." he thought to himself. Piccolo smiled and gave a sigh of relief. He walked out of the wreaked car and Yasha coughed up some blood on Piccolo's shirt. "OH SHIT!!!" he yelled. "She's bleeding inside, damn it!" Piccolo face turned hard and cold at the turn of the situation. Yasha's life was still not out of the clear if she bleeds to death internally. Piccolo fumed and powered up slightly and roared into the sky at a high speed. He flew as fast as he could towards the city. He found the Hospital as fast as he could. He flew down and ran into what looked like the ER.

A nurse sat at her desk looking over some files when suddenly this large green man came ripping in yelling his head off. "I need a doctor, DAMN IT! Where and the hell is a DAMN FUCKING DOCTOR!!!" The nurse ran over to him, "Sir calm down and tell me what's wrong?" the nurse asked. "I need a fucking doctor is what's wrong bitch!!!" screamed Piccolo. A doctor came running out of a side room to see what the yelling was coming from. "Are you a damn doctor?" roared Piccolo. "Yes I am, now what's the problem?" spoke the doctor calmly. "My friend here is badly hurt, she needs help right now!" Piccolo boomed. The doctor walked over and Yasha coughed a little more blood up. " Get a stretcher in here right now!" the doctor yelled at the nurse. "Right" she spoke and ran in another room and came back in with 3 more doctors and a stretcher. Piccolo placed Yasha down and the doctors took her into the back room. Piccolo tired to follow when the nurse stopped him. "Are you family or her husband?" she asked. Piccolo looked down at the nurse a it confused. "I'm neither!" he boomed. "Then I'm sorry sir you can't go in." she spoke softly yet in a strong tone. "But… errr whatever!" Piccolo blew her off and sat down in one of the chairs to wait. Hours went by and Piccolo just sat there perfectly still and fumed at the nurse. Then a doctor came out and asked the nurse who took the young woman in, she pointed at Piccolo. The doctor came over and Piccolo stood up. "Are you the Yasha's friend?" he asked. "Yah" "Well I'm happy to say that Yasha is stable now and it's a good thing you got here when you did. She wasn't that bad of a injury but she needed a blood transfusion from the blood lost. She will have to stay here a few days then get some rest at home but other wise I don't she a problem in her future." Piccolo just sighed a little in relief and shaked the doctor's hand and thanked him. "When can I see her?" he asked "Right now if you want, just follow me." Spoke the doctor. He lead Piccolo into the back room and into a hallway. As the two went down the halls many people gave Piccolo dirty and odd looks but he didn't care. They came to a room at the end of a strangely quite hallway. "She's in here but she's sleeping right now." Spoke the doctor. Piccolo gave a small nod and thanked him once more. He came in and the room was dim and the only light on was above Yasha. He walked over as saw her. She looked very tried and ghostly. IV's and tubes ran from her arm to machines. Soft beeping and her breathing was the only sounds to be heard. There was a extra bed to the side of her empty. Piccolo walked over to her side and carefully looked over her. Even though she looked terrible in her condition she laid there sleeping so softly that it made Piccolo grin to see she was ok. A bit of her hair was in her face so he carefully brushed it to the side. For the first time he noticed that he like to look at her face. He skin was so soft looking that he had to feel and she if it was as soft as it looked. He gently ran his hand down the side of her face. It was better than he would have thought, it was so soft and pleasant to the touch. He smirked and sat down next to her in a chair. Piccolo sat there all night thinking about how he could have lost her. So many new thoughts had come to his mind that he needed that time Yasha was asleep to think about it all. By morning he figured out that he must have been in love, but he also knew that he could never admit that openly to anyone, not even her. He could have hid those feelings or brushed them off but they where too strong just to do that. Yes Piccolo was in love but he didn't know if she felt the same way or if she could love him back. But that kiss always seem to come back up into his mind. She had to feel the same way, if not then why did she kiss him in the first place. He thought about how it actually frighten him at the thought of loosing her like that. "By god" he thought. "I am in love. I have no words to say. I feel so strongly towards this woman. I even freaked when I was holding her in the ER. I can't believe how soft I have become. But I can't just tell her I love her. Would she think I was joking or would she believe me. I myself am not too sure how I came to be this way. In such a short amount of time she as charmed her way into my heart. I'm in totally shock. But I have to find out if she feels the same way. I'll have to ask her when she wakes up. This is one thing I can't hold back or wait for. If she don't then I guess I'll be her friend still or will I go back to the way I was? Well what ever her answer I need to know it." Piccolo assured himself of what he was to ask and sat in a semi sleep state till he heard Yasha stir.

Yasha let out a faint moan. She turned her head to find it hard to move. Every part of her body hurt inside and out. She looked around only moving her eye's. She saw that she had IV's in her and tubes connecting her to machines around her. She moved her eye's to the right to find Piccolo with his eye's shut, sitting there in silence. She smiled as best she could at the sight of him being there for her. He was probably the one who saved her. Who else could? She closed her eye's and thought about how such a great man he must be. This man who can do all these great things and he picks to be part of her life. She felt very honored by his presences. Piccolo opened his eye's after he heard her shift around and moan. He was slow to come out of his sleep like state but he came around as she sat there and thought. Piccolo got up and walked over to her and knelt down to her eye level. Piccolo gulped a little and reached down and took her hand. Yasha opened her eye's and looked over at him, she smiled the best she could and he gave her a small grin back. "How do you feel?" asked Piccolo. "Like hell" she managed to get out. Piccolo grinned more and spoke to her in a strange calming voice, "You get some rest, I'll be right here." Yasha smiled and feeling totally fine even though everything ached, with Piccolo saying that to her she could rest easy and relax and heal. Yasha shut her eye's and slipped back into a warm peaceful sleep. Piccolo smiled a warm smile that none where around to see. He looked down at her hand. It was paler than normal with a IV coming from the top. It was strange to see some one so strong willed laying there helpless. With all sorts of machines pumping in and out things of her. Piccolo knew that he would only let her stay in a place like this for all that was need to. She was so kind to him, if she needed help when she came home he was more than ready to. He let go of her and sat back down just looking out the window. He sat there for hours. Nurses came in and out switching bags and giving Piccolo cold looks before moving on to the next room. Yasha slept all day and night. Piccolo during that time had left for a little while to get her fresh clothes for when she could leave the hospital and tell uncle Joe that she was ok. Uncle Joe had to watch to store but as soon as he could he would come and visit.

When Yasha awoke the next morning, Piccolo was by the window sitting on a heater or air conditioner of some sort looking out the window. Yasha felt a lot better and she could finally move most of herself with little pain. She turned her head and looked over at Piccolo. She looked at him just watching him look out the window, it looked a little like he was watching some birds build a nest in a near by tree. Yasha smiled and giggled softly at this site. Piccolo deep in thought heard a sound which sounded familiar to him. He turn his head to see Yasha awake looking at him. "Your up," he said walking towards her. He came over to her side and asked, "Do you feel any better?" Yasha looked up into his eyes and smiled softly, "Yah I feel a lot better, thanks." Piccolo flashed a grin and thought for a second about what he had been thinking about all the time had been asleep. Piccolo searched his mind of what to say, "Yasha there's something I have to tell you." he spoke in a thought filled tone. Yasha made a puzzle look up at Piccolo, wondering what was brothering Piccolo. "What is it Piccolo?" she asked back. Piccolo turned his head a little to the side then looked around the room a little as if it might help him get out what he wanted to say. It was like a hard lump that he wanted to get up but part of him was holding it back. Just when he was about to say something a doctor came in. "Well it's good to see that your up." he said fixing his glasses. "Well you where lucky your friend got you here so quickly, although the internal bleeding wasn't as bad as thought you will still need a few weeks of bed rest. You can leave the hospital tomorrow if you keep improving like you do till then. " Piccolo and Yasha looked over in joy. Piccolo hid is grin and Yasha just smiled. The both of them really did not like hospitals and Yasha was a little eager to get home and relax in her bed and Piccolo himself really didn't trust these doctors. The only reason he brought her here was to get other help, she was beyond what he could do for her. The doctor went along and checked her charts and machines and scribbled down the info. He walked over to the door and turn to them, "The nurse will be in shortly with breakfast, I hope you like eggs." He said with a smile and walked out the door. Piccolo gave a glare at him for interrupting him in the first place but he was happy at the news he at least brought with him. Piccolo just looked at the door until Yasha touched his hand. He looked down sharp and held in hard not to blush and the sudden touch. "What were you going to say to me Piccolo?" she asked. Piccolo looked down at her. "She had such sincere eye's" he thought. Piccolo searched again to what to say. Yasha just kept looking at him. Piccolo turned away a little, "Nothing…" he spoke softly. Yasha was a bit surprised but saw how he was fighting something so she just dropped it. "Ok" she spoke. She turned away and looked up at the ceiling. Piccolo glanced slightly back wondering why she just dropped it, usually people would have bugged the hell out of him over something like that. Not knowing really what to do Piccolo went to the widow and opened it, "I'm gonna get you some clothes for when you leave." With that he took off at a great speed. By the time Yasha turned her head all she saw was a white line of clouds forming across the sky. She let out a sigh and looked over where the chair he was sitting in yesterday. As she looked closer there was a bag next to it with some of her clothes in it. She turn her head back to the window and thought, "What is he hiding?" Yasha closed her eyes and tried to get some more rest.

Wow that was a close call for Yasha. Love is starting to show it self around those two. What will happen next? Will they fall deeply in love or just stay friends? And will Piccolo every even find out what landscaping is? Stay tune and find out in the next chapter of Piccolo's Landscaping Service!