Piccolo Is A Saiyan?!?!
Author's Note: I hope you enjoy this chapter... what we all have been waiting for.... the song in this chapter is called What Can I Do and it is by The Corrs.
Piccolosdragon made a drawing of Piccolo- saiyan You can view it at http://members.aol.com/ZelAndPicFreak/piccolosaiyan.jpg
She also did a good picture of Sasha with Baby Trunks. You can view this one at http://members.aol.com/ZelAndPicFreak/sasha.jpg
Check it out! Now on with the next exciting chapter!
Sasha turns to leave but a certain young child in Bulma's arms burst out. "Sahsa."
"Damn brat said that stupid machine's name as his first word." Vegeta snarls.
"Don't talk about her like that!" Piccolo snaps, surprising all, especially Sasha and the Saiyan prince.
Sasha turns to see the angry Saiyan confronting Vegeta. 'Why is he defending my honor? And why can I not shut back off my emotions… is it Trunks?'
Sasha takes Trunks from Bulma. "You are the stupid one. Trunks has been saying dada and mama for months, you just never noticed."
Vegeta looks over at Sasha. "I don't want that stupid android near my son!"
As soon as the words leave his mouth, Piccolo's fist connects with his jaw, sending his head back.
Chapter 11: Apologize
"What the hell is wrong with you, Namek??" Vegeta wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Here they go… we don't need this… do we Trunks?" Sasha holds up the small boy. "No, we don't."
Piccolo sighs, just what is he doing? "…Sorry, Vegeta."
Vegeta chuckles, "Oh, I see… I see it clearly now."
Sasha gets curious and listens before she leaves.
"I cannot insult your mate…" Vegeta smirks. "Only you have that privilege."
"Excuse me!" Sasha snaps. "I am not that fool's mate!" 'Come on, let me turn off my emotions!'
Sasha quickly turns to Bulma. "I need you, Bulma. I seem to be malfunctioning."
17 is quickly by Sasha's side. "What is it, Sasha?"
"I cannot switch off my emotions."
Bulma takes Sasha. "Let's go to the lab, I'll see what I can do."
17 glares at Piccolo. "You need to leave. If you do not, I will have to make you."
Piccolo smirks at the challenge. "Please, Android. My power is ten times what it was. You had a slim chance then… now you have none."
"Why do you insist on torturing her? Allow her to move on to better men. Men who will not judge her on who she is." 17 turns.
With 17's back to him, Piccolo shouts. "You? She wouldn't even give you the time of day. You think she could possibly love you?"
17 holds up her choker, still keeping his back to Piccolo. "She is mine, now."
Piccolo growls, involuntarily. "…Until I hear it from her, I don't believe it."
"And I thought you thought she was a liar." 17 enters the complex, pocketing the red ribbon.
Gohan touches his sensei's arm, in an attempt to calm him. "Mr. Piccolo, do you want to talk?"
"Kid, you are a few years too young."
"I'm a good listener." Gohan smiles up at Piccolo.
"I'm sure you are… but I don't think anything but waiting for the dragonballs will help me. And the only thing that will help her is if I leave. 17 will take care of her."
"But I don't think that's what she wants at all… just apologize."
"I don't want this life… I was happy… Gohan, you will never understand. You gave me this and I just can't handle it."
Vegeta laughs. "I knew you weren't a true Saiyan. I knew you'd give up."
"That's right. I am not a Saiyan… I am a Namek soul trapped in the body of a Saiyan." Piccolo sighs. "Do you understand, Gohan?"
"I understand. You love Sasha but you want to go back to being a Namek and therefore you cannot love her. You fear if you continue to love her, you will never go back to being a Namek."
Piccolo's eyes widen at the young boy. He knows him, so well. "So you do understand."
Gohan smiles. "Of course I do. You know what I think? I think you should do what would make Piccolo happiest."
Piccolo sighs. "I need to think…"
Days go by, and Sasha sinks deeper and deeper into depression. It seems she is not malfunctioning, her emotions have become a part of her now. She cannot turn them off without deactivating herself.
The little bit of happiness she has spent with baby Trunks. She prays for Future Trunks, every night, since she is unable to sleep. 17 sits with her in silence. He does not realize how much internal torture she puts herself through and how close she is to ending it all…
17 takes her hand. "Can you love me, now? It is obvious he is not coming for you, it has been two weeks."
"I cannot. You have been a brother to me and I cannot love you any other way." Sasha takes back her hand. "I love only him and if he cannot love me, then I will just fulfill my purpose of raising Trunks."
"In hopes that he will become the man you fell for? In hopes that he will love you?"
"No… I hope he becomes the great man I met with a heart of gold. I want nothing less or more of him."
"Do you continue to disregard me? I love you, Sasha. We are the same and I could give you everything, more than Piccolo." The name falls from his tongue with spite.
"As I said, I will never love you the same way you love me, so it is you who should move on."
"Fine. Long for your love because he will never come for you. Neither of them." 17 storms out.
Sasha sighs, a tear rolls down her cheek. She swings open the balcony doors and leans on the railing. The rain pours down around her. She sings her feelings.
"I haven't slept at all in days,
It's been so long since we have talked.
And I have been here many times,
I just don't know what I'm doing wrong.
What can I do to make you love me?
What can I do to make you care?
What can I say to make you feel this?
What can I do to get you there?
There's only so much I can take.
And I just gotta let it go.
And who knows I might feel better.
If I don't try and I don't hope.
What can I do to make you love me?
What can I do to make you care?
What can I say to make you feel this?
What can I do to get you there?
No more waiting, no more aching,
No more fighting, no more trying.
Maybe there's nothing more to say.
In a funny way I'm calm,
Because the power is not mine.
I'm just gonna let it fly.
What can I do to make you love me?
What can I do to make you care?
What can I say to make you feel this?
What can I do to get you there?
What can I do to make you love me?
What can I do to make you care?
What can I say to make you feel this?
What can I do to get you there?
I'm lonely
Love me… love me… love me… love me… love me… love me… love me…"
"I do." Piccolo hovers up to her balcony. "That is if you were singing about me."
Sasha looks at the rain-drenched Saiyan. "Pi-piccolo? What are you doing here?"
"I came to see you… I had to… I just… it's so hard."
"What's hard?"
"Goku has been training me… in hopes to control my Saiyan anger. Because… I want to be with you and therefore… I have to give up hopes of ever being a Namek again."
"I would never ask you to give up being a Namek!" Sasha takes the wet Saiyan into her bedroom.
"I love you. And I want to be with you." Piccolo pushes a strand of red hair from her face. "To be with you, how I wish to, I must stay a Saiyan. And I am glad to do this. Because it will make me happy, if you'll have me."
"Uh…" Sasha sits on the bed, mainly from shock.
"I wanted to apologize when I saw you but I knew I had to get some control over my body first. I don't want to hurt you again, and I never meant those things I said. I was just so angry… not at you… not even at Cell… at every thing…… but mainly myself. I know you are more human than I could ever be."
Tears stream down her cheeks.
"Did I say something wrong?" Piccolo asks sitting on the bed beside her.
"No… not at all… I'm just happy, that's all…"
"What about… 17?"
"What about him?"
"Then he was lying… you and him aren't… romantically involved."
"No. He told you that?"
"Well, yes. But… forget that… for a moment."
"Alright."
Piccolo takes her pale chin into his hand and he leans in and kisses her. A certain android spy is enraged by this act with clenched fists, he storms off.
****I hope you enjoyed it. 17 is a little ticked. Piccolo is discovering new emotions and new joy. What's going to happen?****
Author's Note: I hope you enjoy this chapter... what we all have been waiting for.... the song in this chapter is called What Can I Do and it is by The Corrs.
Piccolosdragon made a drawing of Piccolo- saiyan You can view it at http://members.aol.com/ZelAndPicFreak/piccolosaiyan.jpg
She also did a good picture of Sasha with Baby Trunks. You can view this one at http://members.aol.com/ZelAndPicFreak/sasha.jpg
Check it out! Now on with the next exciting chapter!
Sasha turns to leave but a certain young child in Bulma's arms burst out. "Sahsa."
"Damn brat said that stupid machine's name as his first word." Vegeta snarls.
"Don't talk about her like that!" Piccolo snaps, surprising all, especially Sasha and the Saiyan prince.
Sasha turns to see the angry Saiyan confronting Vegeta. 'Why is he defending my honor? And why can I not shut back off my emotions… is it Trunks?'
Sasha takes Trunks from Bulma. "You are the stupid one. Trunks has been saying dada and mama for months, you just never noticed."
Vegeta looks over at Sasha. "I don't want that stupid android near my son!"
As soon as the words leave his mouth, Piccolo's fist connects with his jaw, sending his head back.
Chapter 11: Apologize
"What the hell is wrong with you, Namek??" Vegeta wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Here they go… we don't need this… do we Trunks?" Sasha holds up the small boy. "No, we don't."
Piccolo sighs, just what is he doing? "…Sorry, Vegeta."
Vegeta chuckles, "Oh, I see… I see it clearly now."
Sasha gets curious and listens before she leaves.
"I cannot insult your mate…" Vegeta smirks. "Only you have that privilege."
"Excuse me!" Sasha snaps. "I am not that fool's mate!" 'Come on, let me turn off my emotions!'
Sasha quickly turns to Bulma. "I need you, Bulma. I seem to be malfunctioning."
17 is quickly by Sasha's side. "What is it, Sasha?"
"I cannot switch off my emotions."
Bulma takes Sasha. "Let's go to the lab, I'll see what I can do."
17 glares at Piccolo. "You need to leave. If you do not, I will have to make you."
Piccolo smirks at the challenge. "Please, Android. My power is ten times what it was. You had a slim chance then… now you have none."
"Why do you insist on torturing her? Allow her to move on to better men. Men who will not judge her on who she is." 17 turns.
With 17's back to him, Piccolo shouts. "You? She wouldn't even give you the time of day. You think she could possibly love you?"
17 holds up her choker, still keeping his back to Piccolo. "She is mine, now."
Piccolo growls, involuntarily. "…Until I hear it from her, I don't believe it."
"And I thought you thought she was a liar." 17 enters the complex, pocketing the red ribbon.
Gohan touches his sensei's arm, in an attempt to calm him. "Mr. Piccolo, do you want to talk?"
"Kid, you are a few years too young."
"I'm a good listener." Gohan smiles up at Piccolo.
"I'm sure you are… but I don't think anything but waiting for the dragonballs will help me. And the only thing that will help her is if I leave. 17 will take care of her."
"But I don't think that's what she wants at all… just apologize."
"I don't want this life… I was happy… Gohan, you will never understand. You gave me this and I just can't handle it."
Vegeta laughs. "I knew you weren't a true Saiyan. I knew you'd give up."
"That's right. I am not a Saiyan… I am a Namek soul trapped in the body of a Saiyan." Piccolo sighs. "Do you understand, Gohan?"
"I understand. You love Sasha but you want to go back to being a Namek and therefore you cannot love her. You fear if you continue to love her, you will never go back to being a Namek."
Piccolo's eyes widen at the young boy. He knows him, so well. "So you do understand."
Gohan smiles. "Of course I do. You know what I think? I think you should do what would make Piccolo happiest."
Piccolo sighs. "I need to think…"
Days go by, and Sasha sinks deeper and deeper into depression. It seems she is not malfunctioning, her emotions have become a part of her now. She cannot turn them off without deactivating herself.
The little bit of happiness she has spent with baby Trunks. She prays for Future Trunks, every night, since she is unable to sleep. 17 sits with her in silence. He does not realize how much internal torture she puts herself through and how close she is to ending it all…
17 takes her hand. "Can you love me, now? It is obvious he is not coming for you, it has been two weeks."
"I cannot. You have been a brother to me and I cannot love you any other way." Sasha takes back her hand. "I love only him and if he cannot love me, then I will just fulfill my purpose of raising Trunks."
"In hopes that he will become the man you fell for? In hopes that he will love you?"
"No… I hope he becomes the great man I met with a heart of gold. I want nothing less or more of him."
"Do you continue to disregard me? I love you, Sasha. We are the same and I could give you everything, more than Piccolo." The name falls from his tongue with spite.
"As I said, I will never love you the same way you love me, so it is you who should move on."
"Fine. Long for your love because he will never come for you. Neither of them." 17 storms out.
Sasha sighs, a tear rolls down her cheek. She swings open the balcony doors and leans on the railing. The rain pours down around her. She sings her feelings.
"I haven't slept at all in days,
It's been so long since we have talked.
And I have been here many times,
I just don't know what I'm doing wrong.
What can I do to make you love me?
What can I do to make you care?
What can I say to make you feel this?
What can I do to get you there?
There's only so much I can take.
And I just gotta let it go.
And who knows I might feel better.
If I don't try and I don't hope.
What can I do to make you love me?
What can I do to make you care?
What can I say to make you feel this?
What can I do to get you there?
No more waiting, no more aching,
No more fighting, no more trying.
Maybe there's nothing more to say.
In a funny way I'm calm,
Because the power is not mine.
I'm just gonna let it fly.
What can I do to make you love me?
What can I do to make you care?
What can I say to make you feel this?
What can I do to get you there?
What can I do to make you love me?
What can I do to make you care?
What can I say to make you feel this?
What can I do to get you there?
I'm lonely
Love me… love me… love me… love me… love me… love me… love me…"
"I do." Piccolo hovers up to her balcony. "That is if you were singing about me."
Sasha looks at the rain-drenched Saiyan. "Pi-piccolo? What are you doing here?"
"I came to see you… I had to… I just… it's so hard."
"What's hard?"
"Goku has been training me… in hopes to control my Saiyan anger. Because… I want to be with you and therefore… I have to give up hopes of ever being a Namek again."
"I would never ask you to give up being a Namek!" Sasha takes the wet Saiyan into her bedroom.
"I love you. And I want to be with you." Piccolo pushes a strand of red hair from her face. "To be with you, how I wish to, I must stay a Saiyan. And I am glad to do this. Because it will make me happy, if you'll have me."
"Uh…" Sasha sits on the bed, mainly from shock.
"I wanted to apologize when I saw you but I knew I had to get some control over my body first. I don't want to hurt you again, and I never meant those things I said. I was just so angry… not at you… not even at Cell… at every thing…… but mainly myself. I know you are more human than I could ever be."
Tears stream down her cheeks.
"Did I say something wrong?" Piccolo asks sitting on the bed beside her.
"No… not at all… I'm just happy, that's all…"
"What about… 17?"
"What about him?"
"Then he was lying… you and him aren't… romantically involved."
"No. He told you that?"
"Well, yes. But… forget that… for a moment."
"Alright."
Piccolo takes her pale chin into his hand and he leans in and kisses her. A certain android spy is enraged by this act with clenched fists, he storms off.
****I hope you enjoyed it. 17 is a little ticked. Piccolo is discovering new emotions and new joy. What's going to happen?****