Piccolo Is A Saiyan?!?!
Author's Note: This next chapter involves some sexual discussions. Nothing rated R... Piccolo and Vegeta train and Vegeta teaches Piccolo about being a Saiyan.
"I didn't expect you to be the type to sleep in." A gruff voice stirs Piccolo from his restless slumber.
Piccolo sits up, seeing the Saiyan prince's smirk. It definitely isn't an image Piccolo wants to wake up to again. "And I didn't expect you to be the type to play mommy."
Vegeta chuckles. "If I was playing mommy, I would scold you for being a pervert child."
Piccolo looks at Vegeta confused. "What?"
Vegeta points to the new-Saiyan's lower region. "Someone has been enjoying his new sexuality."
Piccolo blushes. "Just get out of here. I'll be down in a minute."
"Now, what am I going to do with you, son? And I thought I raised you better!" Vegeta chuckles on his way out the door.
Chapter Four: Vegeta's Talk
Piccolo sighs and rubs his face. Could it get any worse? Not only was he in that state… Vegeta, of all people, was there to see it.
Cons: Oh, there are just so many… where to begin?
Sasha pokes her head in. "You okay? I just saw Vegeta walk from your room and when he saw me, he started laughing, like a madman."
Piccolo leans back, thunking his head on the headboard. "Just go!"
"Fine." Sasha shut the door.
"Last word, still…" Piccolo sighs, rubbing the back of his head again.
'How could I give in to these new urges?'
Piccolo meets Vegeta outside. Vegeta is impatiently tapping his foot. When he sees Piccolo he points to the training pod and goes in it himself.
Sasha watches from the window, feeding baby Trunks his breakfast. "Where's Trunks?"
Bulma reclines on the couch. "He wanted to train with Gohan and Goku for the remainder of his time here."
"He should be spending his time with his father." Sasha tickles baby Trunks.
"Hey, what say we get our new Saiyan some clothing?" Bulma's eyes brighten.
"Shopping?" Sasha turns to Bulma.
"Yeah, my mom can watch Trunks for awhile." Bulma stands. "Anyways, I've been promising we'd do it and get some new clothes for you. Now we have Piccolo as an excuse. That man and his weighted clothing broke our washer."
Sasha sweat drops. "Weighted clothing?"
Bulma sighs. "He threw that heavy stuff in the wash. Can you believe him?"
'Oh Damn. I didn't realize… stupid, stupid. Now he's got to be suspicious.' Sasha thinks.
"Oh well, let's go."
Vegeta socks Piccolo in the jaw again. "You can't even turn Super Saiyan. What help do you think you are going to be?"
Piccolo smirks and wipes the red blood from his lips.
Vegeta cranks up the gravity to 500 and Piccolo does not even strain. "So Namek… was it Sasha?"
Piccolo tilts his head in question. "Was what, Sasha?"
"That gave you a rise… this morning." Vegeta chuckles.
Piccolo blushes but then attacks Vegeta.
"I'll take that as a yes." Vegeta powers up to Super Saiyan.
Piccolo takes a couple steps back. Then with a smirk, golden energy swirls around him. His hair stands on end turning golden-blond. His eyes turn aqua and he crouches ready to strike.
Vegeta tilts his head back. "So I underestimated you. You can go Super Saiyan, but you'll never-"
Piccolo powers up even more. He has ascended the level of a Super Saiyan.
"You aren't a true Saiyan. How can you-"
"Boy, Vegeta. I didn't think I'd see the day when you were shocked by my power… oh wait, when I fought 17, you had the same look on your face." Piccolo punches Vegeta in the face. "Training… when are you going to train me?"
Vegeta folds his arms. "I'm impressed. You are a Saiyan…"
Yamcha peers in the training pod. "How can I be rid of you?"
Puar flies up. "Yamcha! You shouldn't be out here! Your arm needs time to heal."
"Shut up." Yamcha walks away, with Puar in shock. Puar then starts to cry and flies off to find Bulma.
"I love this shirt! Won't it look great on Piccolo?" Bulma squeals, picking up the navy blue silk shirt.
"About five sizes too small." Sasha shakes her head. "I can barely fit in that shirt."
"That's because you are busty."
"And Piccolo is muscular. Here, this is his size." Sasha pulls out a silver button down t-shirt.
"Silver… that can work. Oooo, what about this?" Bulma pulls out denim jeans.
Sasha pulls out the exact size of Piccolo. "These would fit him."
Bulma raises an eyebrow. "Someone's been staring."
"I just have an eye for numbers." Sasha grabs a few more things and goes to the check out.
"How about these?" Bulma pulls out a pair of leather pants. "They match the ones you got."
"Uh… I don't think he'll wear them."
Piccolo sneezes yet again. "So you are saying I can control the Saiyan urges."
"And you can use them to your advantage." Vegeta stretches with Piccolo. "I think it's time I taught you about mating."
Piccolo glares at Vegeta. "What?"
"You won't survive a week if you don't understand how Saiyan's work. And mating is a very important thing to learn."
"Fine."
Vegeta folds his arms. "Ok. So you are attracted to a woman… human, but you don't have much choice there."
"Who said I was attracted to a woman?" Piccolo snorts.
Vegeta chuckles. "Just pretend, then. When she is in heat, you'll have to learn to control it or you'll have a pregnant woman on your hands."
"How will I know?"
"Trust me… you'll know. And then… bonding…"
"Bonding?"
Vegeta chuckles again. "You don't know it, but you've already started a bond with Sasha. To complete a bond, you mate…. Do I have to explain how to mate?"
Piccolo blushes. "No. I know."
Vegeta smirks. "Well son, now you know."
Piccolo rolls his eyes, then looks to the corporation. "They are back."
"Yes. See, you have bonded." Vegeta stands. "With my help, you might actually have a chance against Cell."
Piccolo sighs, Vegeta was so arrogant. Piccolo goes to see where Bulma and Sasha went.
****Yamcha's got some issues. Can the girls get Piccolo to wear the clothes? Can Piccolo learn to be a Saiyan? Please Review.****
Author's Note: This next chapter involves some sexual discussions. Nothing rated R... Piccolo and Vegeta train and Vegeta teaches Piccolo about being a Saiyan.
"I didn't expect you to be the type to sleep in." A gruff voice stirs Piccolo from his restless slumber.
Piccolo sits up, seeing the Saiyan prince's smirk. It definitely isn't an image Piccolo wants to wake up to again. "And I didn't expect you to be the type to play mommy."
Vegeta chuckles. "If I was playing mommy, I would scold you for being a pervert child."
Piccolo looks at Vegeta confused. "What?"
Vegeta points to the new-Saiyan's lower region. "Someone has been enjoying his new sexuality."
Piccolo blushes. "Just get out of here. I'll be down in a minute."
"Now, what am I going to do with you, son? And I thought I raised you better!" Vegeta chuckles on his way out the door.
Chapter Four: Vegeta's Talk
Piccolo sighs and rubs his face. Could it get any worse? Not only was he in that state… Vegeta, of all people, was there to see it.
Cons: Oh, there are just so many… where to begin?
Sasha pokes her head in. "You okay? I just saw Vegeta walk from your room and when he saw me, he started laughing, like a madman."
Piccolo leans back, thunking his head on the headboard. "Just go!"
"Fine." Sasha shut the door.
"Last word, still…" Piccolo sighs, rubbing the back of his head again.
'How could I give in to these new urges?'
Piccolo meets Vegeta outside. Vegeta is impatiently tapping his foot. When he sees Piccolo he points to the training pod and goes in it himself.
Sasha watches from the window, feeding baby Trunks his breakfast. "Where's Trunks?"
Bulma reclines on the couch. "He wanted to train with Gohan and Goku for the remainder of his time here."
"He should be spending his time with his father." Sasha tickles baby Trunks.
"Hey, what say we get our new Saiyan some clothing?" Bulma's eyes brighten.
"Shopping?" Sasha turns to Bulma.
"Yeah, my mom can watch Trunks for awhile." Bulma stands. "Anyways, I've been promising we'd do it and get some new clothes for you. Now we have Piccolo as an excuse. That man and his weighted clothing broke our washer."
Sasha sweat drops. "Weighted clothing?"
Bulma sighs. "He threw that heavy stuff in the wash. Can you believe him?"
'Oh Damn. I didn't realize… stupid, stupid. Now he's got to be suspicious.' Sasha thinks.
"Oh well, let's go."
Vegeta socks Piccolo in the jaw again. "You can't even turn Super Saiyan. What help do you think you are going to be?"
Piccolo smirks and wipes the red blood from his lips.
Vegeta cranks up the gravity to 500 and Piccolo does not even strain. "So Namek… was it Sasha?"
Piccolo tilts his head in question. "Was what, Sasha?"
"That gave you a rise… this morning." Vegeta chuckles.
Piccolo blushes but then attacks Vegeta.
"I'll take that as a yes." Vegeta powers up to Super Saiyan.
Piccolo takes a couple steps back. Then with a smirk, golden energy swirls around him. His hair stands on end turning golden-blond. His eyes turn aqua and he crouches ready to strike.
Vegeta tilts his head back. "So I underestimated you. You can go Super Saiyan, but you'll never-"
Piccolo powers up even more. He has ascended the level of a Super Saiyan.
"You aren't a true Saiyan. How can you-"
"Boy, Vegeta. I didn't think I'd see the day when you were shocked by my power… oh wait, when I fought 17, you had the same look on your face." Piccolo punches Vegeta in the face. "Training… when are you going to train me?"
Vegeta folds his arms. "I'm impressed. You are a Saiyan…"
Yamcha peers in the training pod. "How can I be rid of you?"
Puar flies up. "Yamcha! You shouldn't be out here! Your arm needs time to heal."
"Shut up." Yamcha walks away, with Puar in shock. Puar then starts to cry and flies off to find Bulma.
"I love this shirt! Won't it look great on Piccolo?" Bulma squeals, picking up the navy blue silk shirt.
"About five sizes too small." Sasha shakes her head. "I can barely fit in that shirt."
"That's because you are busty."
"And Piccolo is muscular. Here, this is his size." Sasha pulls out a silver button down t-shirt.
"Silver… that can work. Oooo, what about this?" Bulma pulls out denim jeans.
Sasha pulls out the exact size of Piccolo. "These would fit him."
Bulma raises an eyebrow. "Someone's been staring."
"I just have an eye for numbers." Sasha grabs a few more things and goes to the check out.
"How about these?" Bulma pulls out a pair of leather pants. "They match the ones you got."
"Uh… I don't think he'll wear them."
Piccolo sneezes yet again. "So you are saying I can control the Saiyan urges."
"And you can use them to your advantage." Vegeta stretches with Piccolo. "I think it's time I taught you about mating."
Piccolo glares at Vegeta. "What?"
"You won't survive a week if you don't understand how Saiyan's work. And mating is a very important thing to learn."
"Fine."
Vegeta folds his arms. "Ok. So you are attracted to a woman… human, but you don't have much choice there."
"Who said I was attracted to a woman?" Piccolo snorts.
Vegeta chuckles. "Just pretend, then. When she is in heat, you'll have to learn to control it or you'll have a pregnant woman on your hands."
"How will I know?"
"Trust me… you'll know. And then… bonding…"
"Bonding?"
Vegeta chuckles again. "You don't know it, but you've already started a bond with Sasha. To complete a bond, you mate…. Do I have to explain how to mate?"
Piccolo blushes. "No. I know."
Vegeta smirks. "Well son, now you know."
Piccolo rolls his eyes, then looks to the corporation. "They are back."
"Yes. See, you have bonded." Vegeta stands. "With my help, you might actually have a chance against Cell."
Piccolo sighs, Vegeta was so arrogant. Piccolo goes to see where Bulma and Sasha went.
****Yamcha's got some issues. Can the girls get Piccolo to wear the clothes? Can Piccolo learn to be a Saiyan? Please Review.****