DragonBallZ: When Dreams Become Reality
Chapter 12 written by Noble....
4 days, the only time in Piccolo's life did he truly feel proud of his origins. Being a hybreed of a namek and a saiyan was benefical and did have it's advantages, the examples being that his training from a very young age to a becoming 15 year old, his Ki was to say the least and without boasting on his part, the strongest on the entire planet. A base powerlevel of 5 million, also adding the ability to transform into what he calls a 'Super Saiyan' that pretty much makes his full potential up to 45 million, if not a little more. All that power and there was a huge possibility that he could train even harder and learn new techniques that he hadn't even begun to think of. Other than using his unusual abilities to fight crime and to serve and protect the innocents of this world, the helpless and the needy. His Ki was being used for one other purpose...to help the closest thing he had to a friend and to help her fly in 4 short days.
5 days ago he was invited by Nioki, his classmate and only friend to join her and her parents for a Christmas get together. Piccolo did want to argue the point of joining them, as he thought his merest presence in a family gathering would have disrupted the one good time of the year. But he knew he could not refuse her, even if he tried. If she asked something and he refused, Nioki would continue to ask him throughout the entire day, coaxing him until he gave up. So instead of refusing her, he ultimately agreed but on one exception; that she trains with him and teaches her how to fly. His Christmas gift to her.
Other than his friendship, training her to fly the endless skies was the only gift he could give her. He had no money and never really needed it. Money was just fruitless to him and could buy no gift that could express how special he thought she was. When a gift is given to someone on Christmas, it is intended to be special and heart warming, to show that a person cares for the one that recieves it. Teaching her how to fly was the only gift that he could give her because he knew she would love it. Not one person on god's green earth could deny such a gift, to fly without wings or machinary. It expresses total freedom and restraint from the entire world below. Piccolo understands this because he felt the same way when he first gained the ability to fly. Flying unaided and by the will of one alone can only bring a smile that only gets bigger when soaring high above the clouds and Piccolo knew that Nioki would love to feel this feeling also.
The only problem was actually teaching her how to manipulate her ki and use it. It's never easy the first time and can be quite tricky, concentrating on it soley, tensing ever fiber of your being to pull at the very life source of who you are and to bring it into the light as Nioki undoubtably and frustratingly found out. The young hybreed made it look so easy infront of her, bringing his hands together slightly and forming a small ball of ki that flashed and continued to grow in size, awing Nioki at the sheer beauty of it.
For his training partner however, teaching her to force out her ki into a ball and manipulating it for the use of flying was by far more tedious then they both first expected. It took Nioki the entire first day just to bring that small smidgeon of ki that she had towards the light and tiredly and sweating called it quits at 11 in the evening. Despite all the tiredness and sweat Nioki gathered in that single day, Piccolo was proud of her accomplishment. She was learning much quicker than he first thought and believed that it would have taken longer, a week longer for her to actually fly. But as eager and determined as Nioki presented herself, she didn't show any signs of giving up anytime soon. She was showing and at the same time impressing her training partner beyond his own expectations of how she could cope.
Such intense determination, so strong willed and stubborn.....Although Piccolo wouldn't admit it now, for that small amount of ki that Nioki had, he secretly believed that she was even stronger than him. No matter how powerful the young hybreed namek/saiyan was, to him Nioki showed different kinds of strengths and confidence that dwarfed his own and she didn't use her ki to show it. She always showed it with her words and her personality, she always seemed to change and act differently when around Piccolo. With each passing day he would learn something new about her and then he would be none the wiser about figuring her out. But it didn't matter to him, he liked her just as she was. She was unique in her own way. Just as was he unique in his own way, being the only one of his non existant race. Two pieces of a puzzle, so different yet looked like they fitted together perfectly.
The next 3 days after were going along smoothly, much better than previously expected. When Nioki first learned how to draw out her ki infront of her, it was like a flood of knowledge came gushing out of nowhere flooding every corner of her mind and shortly after that it came, her training increased in tempo with little effort on her part. Within 2 hours of the new day she had already learnt how to levitate 3 feet off the ground and shortly after that Nioki had made it so high in the sky that she was levitating as high as her house. Quite an accomplishment indeed for one so young...
2 days after that Nioki was flying faster than ever or that she ever imagined. Zipping in and out from one place to the next and controlling her ki so that she could fly as fast or as slow as she pleased. All the while below Piccolo watched intently, following her every movement with the biggest smirk ever to plaster his usually stone chisled features. The woman had certainly given him a run for his money. She had trained harder and harder with each passing day and had passed finally with flying colours, making flying around the endless skies look like childsplay compared to his forms of training. Even though she had fully mastered her own flying ability with a now increased ki, there still remained one little detail before her training would be complete.
Levitating of the ground slowly and still etched with a satisfying smirk he flies up towards her at a normal pace and once half way he calls to her.
"Hey Nioki!"
"Huh? Oh hi Piccolo...So? What do you think?" she asks smiling wide.
"I think your technique is good, excellent even but your still missing out on one small detail that you need to learn to have full mastery over your new ability".
"I am?" she questions eyebrow raised.
"Yeah, this!"
Without a single movement Piccolo phases out of sight and behind her, arms folded. To say she was shocked was an understatement, more like looking at him in awe. This one little dissappearing trick was the only ability that Nioki had yet to see her partner do. She had seen all the other techniques and abilities used, except for the use of ki blasts which she didn't know about, but phasing out from one place and to another while flying looked more tricky than anything she had learned previously. But that didn't stop her from wanting to learn it.
"How did you do that?" she asks frowning.
"Years of training" Piccolo answers flatly.
"So how do I do it then?"
"Well there are either two ways. 1 you can use your minds eye and detect my ki and force yourself to reappear to the new destination I fly too or 2 you can watch where I go and then use your ki to phase right next to me. I think we should go with number 2 since you have yet to discover how to actually use your ki to detect others, so instead of using your minds eye were gonna have to do it the old fashioned way, by using your eyes".
"Ok, let's do it" she answers smiling determined.
"Alright listen up. I'm going to fly a little ahead, when I stop I want you to picture yourself in the same place that I'll be in and I want you to push yourself there. Use your mind and will yourself there ok?"
A few seconds later the young warrior flies on ahead and turns back to her and waves, stating that he's in place and for her to go ahead. It takes only minutes but after concentrating as hard as she can and willing herself she teleports and phases out only phase back into where Piccolo is and literally in his arms. Nioki breathing hard and slightly tired looks up to him, breathless but smiling. As for Piccolo, the sudden closeness was nerving and unexpected. So few times had he been close to this woman and still he was unfamilar with being so close to another gender, her curves playing hell on his bodies own wanton needs, his judgement muddled and wavering onto what his instincts silently coax him to do. Her breathing hot and heavy on his neck, sending chills up his spine, her scent filling his nostrils completely, drowning him into a feeling of nervousness, of arousal. But before he can allow his instincts to take him any further, he pushes her away slightly coughing.
"O-ok, you did well. But you have to use this technique while flying and you must use it as quickly as possible, move from one place to the next without a second thought, let's try it".
Just as it was ordered by her mentor that was it done, Piccolo was phasing out from one place to the next, high and low and Nioki followed suit to the best of her capability, catching up with him with each try, phasing in and out from one place to the next, performing the trick as she was told to, with fervor. She was learning fast, much faster than she had previously with just flying and now she was zipping about like a pro, like she had been flying the endless skies all her life, second nature if u will.
Before long it was the student getting the better of the teacher, phasing not infront of him but behind him and tapping him on the shoulder with a wicked smile and as Piccolo would turn back to her she would dissappear again. Looks like she was bringing her own set of rules into this little game, a game that she again was winning.
But two can play at this game and it only takes two to tango. She may have gained impressive speed and slightly increased ki with her training but Piccolo had an ace up his sleeve that she had yet to learn. The little trick that he had in his arsenal was that he could detect ki signatures all over the planet and she could not. With her being in such close proximatey to his were abouts it was easy just to detect her ki alone and before she would know it, he would win this little game of hers.
Confident and unwavering Nioki continued her small onslaught of trickery until with quick movement Piccolo turns behind him and grabs her on both arms with a strong grip unlike any other that has touched her before. Startled and speechless Nioki looks back to her mentor, squirming to break free but alas she cannot, leaving Piccolo with a satisfying if not evil grin.
"Guess what? Looks like I win".
"Alright, alright lemme go already! You win....this time".
Nioki shrugs off his grip and folds her arms frowning, pouting no doubt that seemed immature and childlike. But since she was still a child so to speak and being his age, he would have expected her not to act like this. She was always so serious and mature that he never expected her to pout like a kindergarden from junior school. The display was making his lips twitch upward even more than before, followed by a low chuckle. And before long Piccolo is holding his stomach and laughing so hard that it feels so good not to stop. She throws him another death glare and punches him on the arm playfully, silencing his laughter but not completely as they both descend to her house below.
The night comes and the sky grows darker into usual retrospect of a mixed dark blue and black colour and before long both Piccolo and Nioki are making their way to their room. 4 days in the same house and the same bed as her and still it caused him to feel nervous everytime. Her parents had yet to scream bloody murder for being in the same bed as hers and only greeted him every morning with a knowing smile and a wink. Talk about feeling uncertain....
The first as usual to get into bed was Piccolo, wearing only a pair of blue boxers. Nioki would always take her time in the bathroom, freshening up as they say. But with each of the 4 days she would walk into the bedroom wearing something enticing and different, purposely with intent to arouse him. It nearly succeeded too, wearing such a lacy garment that showed off her curves and her nicely perportioned chest. She was definetly growing to be a fine woman. Then as she seductively stepped into bed she would look at him with a knowing grin and snuggle up beside him until it seemed that she was so close that she couldn't get any closer, placing her hands on his chest, feeling his heartbeat thump as his chest rised and falled. Her head snuggling into his neck, her breath hot but steady. Sending more inevitable shivers up and down his spine, goosebumps covering his arms and legs from head to toe. Its not that he hated the closeness of her body and skin touching his, it was just different. Sending vibes of electricty all over his body even with the slightest touch. Whatever she was doing to him...he wasn't sure if he liked it or hated it...
On the 5th day both Nioki and Piccolo returned to the school grounds...together. Using Piccolo's preferred form of transportation, flying of course. But before they left to reach the school fields, Nioki insisted that he act wild and reckless and to break the rules if only once. She wanted him to go there in his turban and weighted clothing because as she claimed was fond of him wearing it and that it suited him. He nevr wore his training attire over his school uniform before, but what the hell, it's ok to bend the rules...if only a little.
The students below were granted the awesome sight of both Piccolo and Nioki flying side by side, doing all forms of spectacular twists and turns, with the occassional loop the loop while laughing so hard that they could die. Yeah it was fun to act totally free every once in a while, but it was best for him not to get too out of character....he had a reputation to uphold as a bad ass y'know!
Meanwhile, somewhere below hidding amongst the folage of greenery and leaves, several shadows watch just as intently as the students did mere metres away. A sickening smile creeping onto the face of the one supposedly in charge of this hidden group. Whatever their intentions....it can't be good.
"Sir, the target has been spotted and make no mistake about it, this time Piccolo will join us or he will die!"
Author's note: Creepy ya? nahhh....i'll bet some of you out there that have been playing catch up with my fic will undoubtably know or guess who these 'shadows' are. But this time Piccolo's adversary is not 7 or 10 people, we've got a whole load of killers wanting his head this time but what is the reason? Great, more trigger happy physcotics that want Piccolo for his powers. Be here sometime in the week for chapter 13...and don't get weird with me when I say 13 is unlucky for some...because for Piccolo....it just might be....
On a somewhat more desirable note...I have decided to dedicate this entire story to a close friend of mine, well my girlfriend, She's going thru some hard times right now and since she loves reading my story so much and is hooked on it I couldn't think of a better way to please her...for the moment. I just want you to know that I love you honey, and I hope your feeling better when reading this.
Send all comments and suggestions to: Noblekaleomnislash1@hotmail.com or do one better and be a responsible reader and review my fic....it means a lot to hear what the people think, after all its your views that count. Until ch 13...later...
signed Noble....