___Chapter 52___
The six braced themselves for the impact, but were blown away by the force of the assault. They had thought they knew the strength of those others, but nothing could prepare them for the speed at which it came. They tried to keep up, but to do so seemed hopeless, their frantic pace unmatched.
For heaven hath no fury like seven hungry Z-senshi.
The girls were absolutely dumbfounded. Well, the three who had the time to be dumbfounded, that is. Chi-chi, Yen, and Ranchi were too busy cooking to worry about anything else. Videl, Puar, and Bulma had time though, and so they did. But then they ran back into the mess, taking orders, and smacking someone upside the head whenever they spoke too fast.
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With a broad smile on his face, Goten leaned back in his chair, arms behind his head and feet on the table, Trunks doing likewise.
They suddenly found themselves on the ground, though, flat on their backs with Bulma glaring down at them. "Feet OFF the table!" she reprimanded, bonking them soundly on the head and walking of.
The halflings narrowed their eyes as they pulled their chair back in, and turned toward the namekisan-jin sitting to Goten's left. "Why didn't you warn us mom was coming?" Trunks questioned, stuffing another rice ball into his mouth and swallowing.
Dende glanced over innocently, but he couldn't keep the smile off his face as he stated "I didn't see her.", sipping his water.
"DENDE!" they both yelled, pelting him with rice balls.
"Hey, hey, I surrender, stop!" he laughed, and after wiping most of it off, admitted "Ok, so I didn't tell you she was coming. It's not like I said I would in the first place, and I've told you more than once I don't like everything you guys do."
Trunks put on a smile, and helped his friend clean off as he said "Ok Dende. Come here, Goten, help me get this stuff off his dress."
"TRUNKS!!!!!!"
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Gohan was finishing his tea when Vegeta stumbled in, shaking. His eyes went wide at the sight- he barely recognized that face. That didn't look like sayian-jin royalty, he looked like something the cat had (literally) dragged in. Vegeta's eyes had lost their luster, his skin pale and face paler still, the usually sound footsteps coming tentatively and heavily.
"VEGETA!" he screamed, "What happened to you????"
The sayian merely glanced up, which only scared the halfling more- his (Veg's) eyes stared straight through him.
Vegeta refused to speak of the ordeal, and just demanded they shut up and tell him where to get some food around here.
Gohan calmed most of the way at that point, but was still nervous in the corner of his mind. "We've got some capsules back at the ship with food, and Lute's got some in the backpack for us two."
"Shutup and give me some, baka shonen." he muttered, flopping down on a chair and laying his head on the table. Oboe was about to say something, but Vegeta interrupted with "One comment, namek, and I'll break your legs."
Piccolo's lips pulled into a faint half-smile at that. {{At least he's starting to act like his old self....}} she said to herself, but made no outward comment, save a small nod.
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Piccolo was silent for a long time after Neru finished speaking, and the second was about to ask what was going on when Piccolo questioned "So, you knew who she was this whole time, but have never said a word?"
He nodded, but Piccolo re-folded his arms and asked "Why not? You bother me with everything else, but not something that might be of USE?"
At this Neru ducked his head, avoiding those cold eyes and stating flatly "I don't like to talk about it."
This seemed to be enough of an explanation, because Piccolo let it drop, and turned his back, staring out at the nothingness and asking "Where the hell are we?"
"I'm not sure, it looks like the room of spirit and time, but it feels substantially different. That place feels weird, but doesn't have this eerie sort of darkness, amongst all the light. This place has even more 'nothing' then that does."
"Hmn..." Piccolo muttered, resting his chin on a hand as he spoke to noone in particular "More nothing than nothing?"
"Yes. It sounds insane, but it's all I can think to say."
"Why are you here?"
The question came with an abruptness that surprised him, and he replied (eventually) with "H... How am I suppose to know? Why are YOU here?"
"*sigh* That's not what I meant. You're suppose to be in here *taps forehead* , but you're here *points over shoulder* instead. As to the second question, I'm not even sure I AM here. This doesn't feel like my normal body, even my dead one. Something's wrong."
---
Outside, the sun was shining for the first in a long time, but the darkness had moved inside instead. The younger namekian man's condition hadn't improved, if anything it was worse. Kami watched in silent vigil, dark eyes silent.
---
Oboe watched in absolute amazement at the rate the capsules piled up on the table, and silently praised Bulma for not listening to her and packing three crates more of the things that Oboe had told her to.
'Bom' opened a capsule, the food appearing out of it on the table, but before it was there long it was gone, and another 'bom' opened another, and another, and another, and another, and another, until the sayian-jin were satisfied, and there were fifty empty capsules piled up in Lute's backpack.
Vegeta seemed to be feeling better, being his normal shade, but his eyes were still darker than usual, turned a bit more inward and less attentive to the outside. His attitude was back to normal though.
"Hey, are you idiots going to get moving anytime soon, or am I going to do this ALL by myself? Ha, that task was simple, I told that namek I could take anything he gave me, it was nothing." Vegeta stated in his usual arrogant tone, already half-way out the door.
Oboe didn't bother to respond to him, walking out after him with a nod. Gohan sat his teacup down, thanked Takusan, hoisted Lute up on his shoulders, and followed them out. A few moments later, they were gone in a trail of ki, with only the three teens cry of "Goodbye, Piccolo-sama!!" to follow them.
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"Wrong?"
"Yes. This isn't my body. I don't know where it is."
"..."
"Don't look at me like that. Yes, I know I'm not facing you, but I know you're giving me that look. It's obvious, Neru."
"..."
"I said, don't give me that look!"
"Ok.... Well, where IS your body then?"
"That's what I want to know."
"...oh."
---
"Gohan-san?"
"Yes Lute?"
"Do you think we'll get my anoco back?"
"Of course, Lute-chan! We'll get him back. We've already got two dragonballs."
"Ok. I just..."
"...I miss him too Lute. But everything will be alright. And don't look so down when you nod, ok?"
"Ok, Gohan-san."
"*laughs* You have no clue how weird it is to hear someone call me 'san'."
"Really? But you're so big!"
"Not to everyone else. Vegeta still calls me 'boy'. You, Trunks, Dende, and Goten are the only ones younger than I am."
"No way! But you're an ADULT! Why does he call you 'boy'?"
"Because I can! Shutup children!"
"Vegeta!"
"What, you want me to be quiet so you can continue with your mindless drivel and whining? Damn, for his child, Lute, you sure are-"
"Shutup Vegeta."
"*swallows* Yes, MISS."
"...... Ok, you're asking for it."
"Hey, watch where you're kicking, woman! That's low!"
"*laughs* I missed? Well, let me try again!"
"HEY!!!!!! THAT HURTS!!!!!!!!"
~~~NOTE- Hello everyone. Well, I won't be able to work on this for a week or so, since I'm going to Utah tomorrow. *nods* In the meantime, I'd like to point you guys at three other kickass namekian writers- Cremrock, Rami, and Bocheememon. All three are magnificent storytellers, with writing styles from humor to drama to romance to action/adventure. Hope you enjoy them. Ciao ~~~
The six braced themselves for the impact, but were blown away by the force of the assault. They had thought they knew the strength of those others, but nothing could prepare them for the speed at which it came. They tried to keep up, but to do so seemed hopeless, their frantic pace unmatched.
For heaven hath no fury like seven hungry Z-senshi.
The girls were absolutely dumbfounded. Well, the three who had the time to be dumbfounded, that is. Chi-chi, Yen, and Ranchi were too busy cooking to worry about anything else. Videl, Puar, and Bulma had time though, and so they did. But then they ran back into the mess, taking orders, and smacking someone upside the head whenever they spoke too fast.
---
With a broad smile on his face, Goten leaned back in his chair, arms behind his head and feet on the table, Trunks doing likewise.
They suddenly found themselves on the ground, though, flat on their backs with Bulma glaring down at them. "Feet OFF the table!" she reprimanded, bonking them soundly on the head and walking of.
The halflings narrowed their eyes as they pulled their chair back in, and turned toward the namekisan-jin sitting to Goten's left. "Why didn't you warn us mom was coming?" Trunks questioned, stuffing another rice ball into his mouth and swallowing.
Dende glanced over innocently, but he couldn't keep the smile off his face as he stated "I didn't see her.", sipping his water.
"DENDE!" they both yelled, pelting him with rice balls.
"Hey, hey, I surrender, stop!" he laughed, and after wiping most of it off, admitted "Ok, so I didn't tell you she was coming. It's not like I said I would in the first place, and I've told you more than once I don't like everything you guys do."
Trunks put on a smile, and helped his friend clean off as he said "Ok Dende. Come here, Goten, help me get this stuff off his dress."
"TRUNKS!!!!!!"
---
Gohan was finishing his tea when Vegeta stumbled in, shaking. His eyes went wide at the sight- he barely recognized that face. That didn't look like sayian-jin royalty, he looked like something the cat had (literally) dragged in. Vegeta's eyes had lost their luster, his skin pale and face paler still, the usually sound footsteps coming tentatively and heavily.
"VEGETA!" he screamed, "What happened to you????"
The sayian merely glanced up, which only scared the halfling more- his (Veg's) eyes stared straight through him.
Vegeta refused to speak of the ordeal, and just demanded they shut up and tell him where to get some food around here.
Gohan calmed most of the way at that point, but was still nervous in the corner of his mind. "We've got some capsules back at the ship with food, and Lute's got some in the backpack for us two."
"Shutup and give me some, baka shonen." he muttered, flopping down on a chair and laying his head on the table. Oboe was about to say something, but Vegeta interrupted with "One comment, namek, and I'll break your legs."
Piccolo's lips pulled into a faint half-smile at that. {{At least he's starting to act like his old self....}} she said to herself, but made no outward comment, save a small nod.
---
Piccolo was silent for a long time after Neru finished speaking, and the second was about to ask what was going on when Piccolo questioned "So, you knew who she was this whole time, but have never said a word?"
He nodded, but Piccolo re-folded his arms and asked "Why not? You bother me with everything else, but not something that might be of USE?"
At this Neru ducked his head, avoiding those cold eyes and stating flatly "I don't like to talk about it."
This seemed to be enough of an explanation, because Piccolo let it drop, and turned his back, staring out at the nothingness and asking "Where the hell are we?"
"I'm not sure, it looks like the room of spirit and time, but it feels substantially different. That place feels weird, but doesn't have this eerie sort of darkness, amongst all the light. This place has even more 'nothing' then that does."
"Hmn..." Piccolo muttered, resting his chin on a hand as he spoke to noone in particular "More nothing than nothing?"
"Yes. It sounds insane, but it's all I can think to say."
"Why are you here?"
The question came with an abruptness that surprised him, and he replied (eventually) with "H... How am I suppose to know? Why are YOU here?"
"*sigh* That's not what I meant. You're suppose to be in here *taps forehead* , but you're here *points over shoulder* instead. As to the second question, I'm not even sure I AM here. This doesn't feel like my normal body, even my dead one. Something's wrong."
---
Outside, the sun was shining for the first in a long time, but the darkness had moved inside instead. The younger namekian man's condition hadn't improved, if anything it was worse. Kami watched in silent vigil, dark eyes silent.
---
Oboe watched in absolute amazement at the rate the capsules piled up on the table, and silently praised Bulma for not listening to her and packing three crates more of the things that Oboe had told her to.
'Bom' opened a capsule, the food appearing out of it on the table, but before it was there long it was gone, and another 'bom' opened another, and another, and another, and another, and another, until the sayian-jin were satisfied, and there were fifty empty capsules piled up in Lute's backpack.
Vegeta seemed to be feeling better, being his normal shade, but his eyes were still darker than usual, turned a bit more inward and less attentive to the outside. His attitude was back to normal though.
"Hey, are you idiots going to get moving anytime soon, or am I going to do this ALL by myself? Ha, that task was simple, I told that namek I could take anything he gave me, it was nothing." Vegeta stated in his usual arrogant tone, already half-way out the door.
Oboe didn't bother to respond to him, walking out after him with a nod. Gohan sat his teacup down, thanked Takusan, hoisted Lute up on his shoulders, and followed them out. A few moments later, they were gone in a trail of ki, with only the three teens cry of "Goodbye, Piccolo-sama!!" to follow them.
---
"Wrong?"
"Yes. This isn't my body. I don't know where it is."
"..."
"Don't look at me like that. Yes, I know I'm not facing you, but I know you're giving me that look. It's obvious, Neru."
"..."
"I said, don't give me that look!"
"Ok.... Well, where IS your body then?"
"That's what I want to know."
"...oh."
---
"Gohan-san?"
"Yes Lute?"
"Do you think we'll get my anoco back?"
"Of course, Lute-chan! We'll get him back. We've already got two dragonballs."
"Ok. I just..."
"...I miss him too Lute. But everything will be alright. And don't look so down when you nod, ok?"
"Ok, Gohan-san."
"*laughs* You have no clue how weird it is to hear someone call me 'san'."
"Really? But you're so big!"
"Not to everyone else. Vegeta still calls me 'boy'. You, Trunks, Dende, and Goten are the only ones younger than I am."
"No way! But you're an ADULT! Why does he call you 'boy'?"
"Because I can! Shutup children!"
"Vegeta!"
"What, you want me to be quiet so you can continue with your mindless drivel and whining? Damn, for his child, Lute, you sure are-"
"Shutup Vegeta."
"*swallows* Yes, MISS."
"...... Ok, you're asking for it."
"Hey, watch where you're kicking, woman! That's low!"
"*laughs* I missed? Well, let me try again!"
"HEY!!!!!! THAT HURTS!!!!!!!!"
~~~NOTE- Hello everyone. Well, I won't be able to work on this for a week or so, since I'm going to Utah tomorrow. *nods* In the meantime, I'd like to point you guys at three other kickass namekian writers- Cremrock, Rami, and Bocheememon. All three are magnificent storytellers, with writing styles from humor to drama to romance to action/adventure. Hope you enjoy them. Ciao ~~~