Oha, minna-san! Sorry it's been SO long since I even CHECKED the reviews!
I promised I'd write more if I got good reviews and so I shall! I got some
very good reviews from you and so what can I do but bow to those who are
reading my fics and enjoying them. As I'm sure you've noticed I am not
very good at adding on. But for you, I shall do the unthinkable! ADD A
CHAPTER!!
Disclaimer: you want it, read the last chapter.
"He will pay." Piccolo growled angrily under his breath. He had no idea where his feelings for the human had come from, but he knew they were strong. The thought of his Yamucha's lips upon another enraged the large Namek. He strode off toward the edge of the look out to fume. Dende's thoughts were all in a blur when their lips parted. Suddenly he remembered Piccolo. He didn't know what had just happened, but it didn't feel quite right. He pushed Yamucha away from his and untangled himself from the sheets. "Yamucha." the young guardian didn't know quite what to say to the older man who was embarrassedly kicking the sheets from his feet. "Piccolo is.well I." "It's ok, Dende," Yamucha blushed and refused to look at the young Gaurdian. "I understand. I think I should be going now." Dende was unsure of whether to stop him or to keep him around to explain what had happened to him. In his solemn silence, Yamucha slinked away. Dende stood, lost in thought.his young emotions running wild. That.what had he called it? Kiss, that kiss was supposed to mean something. It made his heart flutter nervously in his chest and caused his stomach to pull into itself. As he stood, he whispered quietly to himself, "Yamucha.what did you mean?" Yamucha slunk out of the room, a fierce blush settling on his cheeks and tears to well uncharacteristically in his large black eyes. He slowly made his way to the edge of the look out and stood next to piccolo. He stood in silence while fighting back tears. Piccolo's eyes flicked to the man standing proudly beside him. Yamucha felt a hot tear slide down his face, that salty liquid making his skin itch. Piccolo's own eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly. He wanted to offer words of comfort, but how can one do what one has never done before. Still, it hurt him greatly to see this beautiful creature cry. Much to his and Yamucha's surprise, Piccolo suddenly embraced the human, squeezing him lightly. The Namek felt tears burn his eyes, but he refused to let them win over his self-control. Realizing what he was doing, Piccolo let out a petrified gasp and backed away from the stunned man. "You should go," Piccolo said more to the floor than to Yamucha. With that, the green man walked off toward the mansion at the center of the look out. Yamucha stared after him, his peculiar actions weighing heavy in his thoughts. Piccolo stormed into Dende's chambers, intent to kill the young god for making his Yamucha cry. "Piccolo," Dende exclaimed, his spirits lifting. "Yamucha did something. I want to know what it was." Taken aback by this Guardian's curiosity, Piccolo's deadly resolve wavered and fell. "Wh-what?" Dende approached the larger Namek with great trepidation. "I want to know.what is this?" With that, he leapt at Piccolo and pressed his lips to the other's. Piccolo, too stunned to move, stood motionless even as Dende's arms snaked around his broad neck. The control over his body returned to Piccolo in an instant and he threw the young Dende off of him. The guardian fell to his bed with and audible thud and Piccolo turned his back on him, his fingers touching where Dende's lips had just been. Dende felt as though his heart would break at the rejection. "The brat!" Piccolo screamed in his head, but aloud, he shouted in agony at the guardian upon his bed, "Do you know what you have done?" "NO!" Dende screamed back at him, "I wanted you to tell me!" "You have stolen my love and now you have stolen the one gift I can give him!" Dende had never seen Piccolo cry.but now the tears flowed freely, though unbidden.
I know it's so short! But I will try to add on as soon as I get a good idea. Till next time, JA NE!
"He will pay." Piccolo growled angrily under his breath. He had no idea where his feelings for the human had come from, but he knew they were strong. The thought of his Yamucha's lips upon another enraged the large Namek. He strode off toward the edge of the look out to fume. Dende's thoughts were all in a blur when their lips parted. Suddenly he remembered Piccolo. He didn't know what had just happened, but it didn't feel quite right. He pushed Yamucha away from his and untangled himself from the sheets. "Yamucha." the young guardian didn't know quite what to say to the older man who was embarrassedly kicking the sheets from his feet. "Piccolo is.well I." "It's ok, Dende," Yamucha blushed and refused to look at the young Gaurdian. "I understand. I think I should be going now." Dende was unsure of whether to stop him or to keep him around to explain what had happened to him. In his solemn silence, Yamucha slinked away. Dende stood, lost in thought.his young emotions running wild. That.what had he called it? Kiss, that kiss was supposed to mean something. It made his heart flutter nervously in his chest and caused his stomach to pull into itself. As he stood, he whispered quietly to himself, "Yamucha.what did you mean?" Yamucha slunk out of the room, a fierce blush settling on his cheeks and tears to well uncharacteristically in his large black eyes. He slowly made his way to the edge of the look out and stood next to piccolo. He stood in silence while fighting back tears. Piccolo's eyes flicked to the man standing proudly beside him. Yamucha felt a hot tear slide down his face, that salty liquid making his skin itch. Piccolo's own eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly. He wanted to offer words of comfort, but how can one do what one has never done before. Still, it hurt him greatly to see this beautiful creature cry. Much to his and Yamucha's surprise, Piccolo suddenly embraced the human, squeezing him lightly. The Namek felt tears burn his eyes, but he refused to let them win over his self-control. Realizing what he was doing, Piccolo let out a petrified gasp and backed away from the stunned man. "You should go," Piccolo said more to the floor than to Yamucha. With that, the green man walked off toward the mansion at the center of the look out. Yamucha stared after him, his peculiar actions weighing heavy in his thoughts. Piccolo stormed into Dende's chambers, intent to kill the young god for making his Yamucha cry. "Piccolo," Dende exclaimed, his spirits lifting. "Yamucha did something. I want to know what it was." Taken aback by this Guardian's curiosity, Piccolo's deadly resolve wavered and fell. "Wh-what?" Dende approached the larger Namek with great trepidation. "I want to know.what is this?" With that, he leapt at Piccolo and pressed his lips to the other's. Piccolo, too stunned to move, stood motionless even as Dende's arms snaked around his broad neck. The control over his body returned to Piccolo in an instant and he threw the young Dende off of him. The guardian fell to his bed with and audible thud and Piccolo turned his back on him, his fingers touching where Dende's lips had just been. Dende felt as though his heart would break at the rejection. "The brat!" Piccolo screamed in his head, but aloud, he shouted in agony at the guardian upon his bed, "Do you know what you have done?" "NO!" Dende screamed back at him, "I wanted you to tell me!" "You have stolen my love and now you have stolen the one gift I can give him!" Dende had never seen Piccolo cry.but now the tears flowed freely, though unbidden.
I know it's so short! But I will try to add on as soon as I get a good idea. Till next time, JA NE!