Piccolo Is A Saiyan?!?!
Author's Note: Mushyness... ahead. The song is from the Playstation game Lunar 2: Eternal Blue and it's called Lucia's Theme. It might come back into play later. So the boys are getting taught by the wise Sasha in the ways of love. Is breaking hearts her game? Just what is her game?
Her soft voice soothes all who hear it. "When I was alone as one…"
Her melodic voice continues as she holds the baby in her arm. "My heart was like ice, so cold."
The young baby Trunks sleeps soundly as Sasha continues her soft song. "Sky brilliant with blue elegance, I could not behold."
"Sight to my eyes and warmth to my heart, that's what your love means to me…"
Chapter Three: Warmth To My Heart
Sasha sets baby Trunks in the cradle and turns to see Mirai Trunks in the doorway. His cheeks turn red and he says softly. "I'm sorry. I just heard you…"
Sasha puts her finger to his lips and pushes him outside shutting the door. "You my friend are very hard to get to sleep, so you better not wake yourself."
"Oh, sorry." Trunks bows his head.
"Do you need me to sing to you, too?" Sasha smirks ruffling the man's lavender hair.
"No… I was wondering why you take care of me, so much."
"Good care makes a good person. Anyways, your mother pays me to care for you."
"Oh."
"That isn't why I do it though. You are a good kid and I love you." Sasha gives Trunks a friendly smile.
"I… love you, too." Trunks says, his cheeks burning red.
"Well, good night." Sasha returns to her room.
"Uh…" Trunks stands bewildered in the hall.
Vegeta shakes his head in disgust. "Really, boy, can't you see she loves as she would her son."
Trunks looks to his father. "Good night." Trunks returns to his room.
Piccolo sighs, he just can't sleep. He needs something… but what?
Piccolo hears a scream from next door which gets his adrenaline pumping. He rushes into Sasha's room. A snarl curls at his lips, when he sees just what is happening.
What is it about this woman that has two men acting so strange?
Piccolo goes and picks up Yamcha from the corner where he was nursing a wound. Yep, she clearly has snapped Yamcha's arm in half. Sasha lies in her bed with her covers pulled up. She seems kind of stunned. Well, Trunks can deal with her. Piccolo just wants to get Yamcha out.
Trunks goes to Sasha and calms her nerves. "What happened?"
"I was sleeping and he just came in and he touched me. I freaked. I didn't mean to hurt him, so bad."
"But, your room was locked."
"That's what scared me so much."
"But you didn't scream… that was Yamcha."
"I don't scream when I'm scared."
Trunks chuckles. "Look, don't feel bad. Yamcha somehow got into your room when he knew he shouldn't be there."
"I don't like him." Sasha states simply.
"Don't worry about Yamcha. I think he got the picture." Trunks thinks of something. "If it was me… would you have…"
"It was because it was him that I did it. If it was anyone else I probably would have stopped."
Piccolo chooses that time to walk by. He raises an eyebrow and continues to his room. "Stupid woman."
"Yeah well. Thanks, Trunks. I better get back to sleep."
"I… can stay."
Sasha looks at the blushing young man, "Trunks… you aren't of this time. You don't belong here. Don't get attached to me or anyone else. Now you better get some sleep if you are training with your father and Piccolo."
Trunks nods his head once and leaves quickly.
Piccolo leans back against the headboard and sighs.
Con: He won't be able to sleep or meditate, due to strange thoughts and urges.
Piccolo stomach grumbles. "Not again."
Piccolo knows there is no stopping it so he gets up and goes down to the kitchen. He rummages through the fridge.
'What am I doing? I do not know what is edible and what is not.'
"The leftovers are over here." Sasha's voice causes the Namek/Saiyan to stand upright quickly knocking the back of his head on the inside of the fridge.
He turns and rubs the back of his head. "What are you doing out here? And in the dark?"
Sasha clicks on the light and takes her seat at the table with the food. "I was hungry and I guess you were too."
Piccolo takes the seat opposite of Sasha, as she shoves over the platter. "You eat when you get depressed?"
"Yes, most women do." Sasha leans back and watches Piccolo eat.
"Women." Piccolo looks at the empty plate. "The cons are outweighing the pros."
Sasha smirks. "If it saves the world, will a little hunger for a year kill you?"
"It's not the hunger, entirely." Piccolo stands.
"Then what?" Sasha stands in Piccolo's path.
"Emotions. Violence. Hunger. Power."
"Newness. You aren't a man of change." Sasha states simply as she leaves the kitchen.
"A man of change? Why change, when life was fine the way it was?"
"Because it could be better." Sasha pops her head back in the kitchen.
"Disorder."
"Spontaneity."
"Softness."
"Feeling for the first time."
"Do you have a stupidly mushy comment for every dark one?" Piccolo quips.
"Piccolo… you need love in you life." Sasha leaves on that note.
"Who would want such a thing?" Piccolo waits expecting her answer.
No answer comes so Piccolo goes to his room, his mission of filling his stomach complete. Little did he know, he got more than he bargained for. Not only was his stomach filled, but so was his head and his heart.
Piccolo leans back in his bed.
"You would." Sasha sticks her head in his room and then returns to hers.
"Stupid woman. Always wanting the last word." Piccolo folds his arms and stares at the ceiling.
Piccolo half-expects her to pop back in and waiting for her, he drifts off to sleep, his thoughts flooded with his new emotions.
****Piccolo's got some emotional issues to work out. And poor Yamcha and Trunks! Well, next time, Piccolo starts training with the Saiyan prince. What will happen? Please Review.****
Author's Note: Mushyness... ahead. The song is from the Playstation game Lunar 2: Eternal Blue and it's called Lucia's Theme. It might come back into play later. So the boys are getting taught by the wise Sasha in the ways of love. Is breaking hearts her game? Just what is her game?
Her soft voice soothes all who hear it. "When I was alone as one…"
Her melodic voice continues as she holds the baby in her arm. "My heart was like ice, so cold."
The young baby Trunks sleeps soundly as Sasha continues her soft song. "Sky brilliant with blue elegance, I could not behold."
"Sight to my eyes and warmth to my heart, that's what your love means to me…"
Chapter Three: Warmth To My Heart
Sasha sets baby Trunks in the cradle and turns to see Mirai Trunks in the doorway. His cheeks turn red and he says softly. "I'm sorry. I just heard you…"
Sasha puts her finger to his lips and pushes him outside shutting the door. "You my friend are very hard to get to sleep, so you better not wake yourself."
"Oh, sorry." Trunks bows his head.
"Do you need me to sing to you, too?" Sasha smirks ruffling the man's lavender hair.
"No… I was wondering why you take care of me, so much."
"Good care makes a good person. Anyways, your mother pays me to care for you."
"Oh."
"That isn't why I do it though. You are a good kid and I love you." Sasha gives Trunks a friendly smile.
"I… love you, too." Trunks says, his cheeks burning red.
"Well, good night." Sasha returns to her room.
"Uh…" Trunks stands bewildered in the hall.
Vegeta shakes his head in disgust. "Really, boy, can't you see she loves as she would her son."
Trunks looks to his father. "Good night." Trunks returns to his room.
Piccolo sighs, he just can't sleep. He needs something… but what?
Piccolo hears a scream from next door which gets his adrenaline pumping. He rushes into Sasha's room. A snarl curls at his lips, when he sees just what is happening.
What is it about this woman that has two men acting so strange?
Piccolo goes and picks up Yamcha from the corner where he was nursing a wound. Yep, she clearly has snapped Yamcha's arm in half. Sasha lies in her bed with her covers pulled up. She seems kind of stunned. Well, Trunks can deal with her. Piccolo just wants to get Yamcha out.
Trunks goes to Sasha and calms her nerves. "What happened?"
"I was sleeping and he just came in and he touched me. I freaked. I didn't mean to hurt him, so bad."
"But, your room was locked."
"That's what scared me so much."
"But you didn't scream… that was Yamcha."
"I don't scream when I'm scared."
Trunks chuckles. "Look, don't feel bad. Yamcha somehow got into your room when he knew he shouldn't be there."
"I don't like him." Sasha states simply.
"Don't worry about Yamcha. I think he got the picture." Trunks thinks of something. "If it was me… would you have…"
"It was because it was him that I did it. If it was anyone else I probably would have stopped."
Piccolo chooses that time to walk by. He raises an eyebrow and continues to his room. "Stupid woman."
"Yeah well. Thanks, Trunks. I better get back to sleep."
"I… can stay."
Sasha looks at the blushing young man, "Trunks… you aren't of this time. You don't belong here. Don't get attached to me or anyone else. Now you better get some sleep if you are training with your father and Piccolo."
Trunks nods his head once and leaves quickly.
Piccolo leans back against the headboard and sighs.
Con: He won't be able to sleep or meditate, due to strange thoughts and urges.
Piccolo stomach grumbles. "Not again."
Piccolo knows there is no stopping it so he gets up and goes down to the kitchen. He rummages through the fridge.
'What am I doing? I do not know what is edible and what is not.'
"The leftovers are over here." Sasha's voice causes the Namek/Saiyan to stand upright quickly knocking the back of his head on the inside of the fridge.
He turns and rubs the back of his head. "What are you doing out here? And in the dark?"
Sasha clicks on the light and takes her seat at the table with the food. "I was hungry and I guess you were too."
Piccolo takes the seat opposite of Sasha, as she shoves over the platter. "You eat when you get depressed?"
"Yes, most women do." Sasha leans back and watches Piccolo eat.
"Women." Piccolo looks at the empty plate. "The cons are outweighing the pros."
Sasha smirks. "If it saves the world, will a little hunger for a year kill you?"
"It's not the hunger, entirely." Piccolo stands.
"Then what?" Sasha stands in Piccolo's path.
"Emotions. Violence. Hunger. Power."
"Newness. You aren't a man of change." Sasha states simply as she leaves the kitchen.
"A man of change? Why change, when life was fine the way it was?"
"Because it could be better." Sasha pops her head back in the kitchen.
"Disorder."
"Spontaneity."
"Softness."
"Feeling for the first time."
"Do you have a stupidly mushy comment for every dark one?" Piccolo quips.
"Piccolo… you need love in you life." Sasha leaves on that note.
"Who would want such a thing?" Piccolo waits expecting her answer.
No answer comes so Piccolo goes to his room, his mission of filling his stomach complete. Little did he know, he got more than he bargained for. Not only was his stomach filled, but so was his head and his heart.
Piccolo leans back in his bed.
"You would." Sasha sticks her head in his room and then returns to hers.
"Stupid woman. Always wanting the last word." Piccolo folds his arms and stares at the ceiling.
Piccolo half-expects her to pop back in and waiting for her, he drifts off to sleep, his thoughts flooded with his new emotions.
****Piccolo's got some emotional issues to work out. And poor Yamcha and Trunks! Well, next time, Piccolo starts training with the Saiyan prince. What will happen? Please Review.****