Title: Untitled
Author: Kitai
Pairings: Piccolo + OC

Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, don't claim to, don't sue. There that was relatively painless, ne?
Feedback: Begged for and craved!!

Notes: The OC isn't really an OC as she's real but uh, for the purpose of this fic I guess she is. All thoughts are like this 'thought'

A BIG APOLOGY: Sorry this took so long to update but things should happen quicker now -- I have a rabid friend (check the reviews, she's Mort) who'll probably flay me if I don't write this quickly.

Now on with the fic ^___^;;;;;

The entire Earth seemed to tremble as blows were exchanged between the two fighters; both teacher and student so engrossed in sparring that the protests of their training ground went unnoticed. It had been nine months since Piccolo had started to train Kyonshi and her power had increased dramatically over that short time, far surpassing all expectations.

Growling to herself in frustration, Kyonshi launched herself at the Namek only to have him fade out from in front of her. "Shimatta! Stay still and let me hit you!'

Smirking, he reappeared behind her and grabbed her arms, pinning them down. "What? Am I too fast for the little Princess?"

Snarling, Kyonshi began to struggle against his grip, twisting and turning, yelling curses. "Let me go, baka! I am the Princess of the Saiyan's and you will release me!"

"If you can't get free of a simple hold you may as well give up and run home because you're obviously just a weak little girl."

She screamed angrily and began to squirm again, determined to free herself of the Namek's grip. "If you don't let go of me I'll…I'll…"

He smirked "You'll…?"

"………"

He let go of her arms and pushed her away "That's enough sparring for today, you should continue training by yourself"

Kyonshi pouted "What's the matter, Mr Piccolo, don't you wanna play anymore?"

He smirked at her "I have other, more important things to do than play 'warriors' with little girls" He turned from her and gathered his ki, preparing to leave. "Practise what I taught you today and we'll spar again tomorrow."

She waved her hand in a dismissive manner "Alright, alright, you run off to your 'important things' and leave me all alone out here." He flew off into the distance leaving her shouting after him "Don't worry about me, no siree, I'll be just fine!"

When she was sure he was out of hearing range, she grinned "Whatever these important things are, I wouldn't miss them for the world."

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Suppressing her ki, Kyonshi followed Piccolo from the ground. Having Saiyan blood was definitely an advantage sometimes, her senses were sharper than most human's making it easier to track Piccolo without being noticed. The only thing she had to be wary of was making too much noise; she'd found out early on in her training that Namek ears weren't just there for decoration. Thankfully though, Piccolo didn't have any reason to think he was being followed and therefore didn't notice her.

After time the barren land gave way to sparse trees which in turn became dense woodland.

'Where the hell is he going?'

Gradually the trees began to thin out. Kyonshi could hear the sound of running water nearby and could just about see some kind of structure not far ahead. Increasing her speed to find out what it was she abruptly found herself standing at the edge of a clearing with a rather large wooden cabin in the centre with a small stream running behind it. Turning back to wait in the cover of the trees until Piccolo had passed and she could safely follow she was surprised to see him slow down and land a few paces from the cabin.

Being curious by nature, something she got from her mother, Kyonshi crept forward slightly 'What's he doing here? Is he meeting someone? Does he live here and if he does, where's the guy he killed to get the place? I cannot see the jolly green giant building a woodland cabin for himself.'

Piccolo strode towards the door, swung it open and stepped inside closing it swiftly behind himself. Waiting a few minutes, Kyonshi crept forward slowly keeping close to the ground. Reaching the edge of the house, Kyonshi crouched under the window, waiting for some kind of sign that Piccolo knew she was here. When she couldn't hear anything to suggest that he knew she stood up and peered in the window.

Inside was a large room with the bare essentials needed to refer to it as a living room. There was a black couch with a small table standing to the side of it with a generic lamp on top of it. In front of the couch was a stone fireplace that looked as though it hadn't been used in years with a bare shelf above it. The walls, floor and ceiling were unadorned but looked smooth to touch as though someone had spent hours sanding them down. In the middle of the room stood Piccolo, both cape and turban discarded and lying out of sight. As Kyonshi watched he muttered something to himself and the shook his head, growling under his breath.

"She's a brat! Can't she just let go of her inflated ego for once and admit that she's not the greatest fighter yet." He glared at the wall "She's a spoilt little bitch! I wish I'd never agreed to train her."

He turned and stalked across the room, glaring at the couch when it defiantly refused to move for him. His thoughts were racing and confused making him angry. It was obvious he hated the girl…no, that was wrong he didn't hate her, he just didn't want to be around her. He found her annoying, arrogant and spoilt. Yet at the same time he found that in spite of all this, he was starting to like her. When he'd trained Gohan they'd ended up becoming friends and he honestly liked the kid now but this was different. With Kyonshi he felt as though he couldn't stand her and at the same time wanted to become friends with her like he had with Gohan…no, not exactly like he had with Gohan, he felt he wanted something more than that. Normally he would meditate to clear his mind but every time he tried his thoughts would return to Kyonshi. He snarled at the confused mess his thoughts were in and went into an adjoining room to fetch the only thing that could help clear his mind when meditation failed.

Watching all this, Kyonshi had been able to hear snatches of what was being said; snatches like 'she's a brat' and 'spoilt little bitch'. She turned from the window and sat down with her back against the house

"Humph, I am not spoilt!" she grinned "I'd have to agree with the bitch part though." She turned back to the window "The least he could was say it to my face so I could kick his ass for it."

By this time Piccolo had returned and he had done so with a small yellow cloth and a can. Grumbling to himself, he stalked across the room to the table and, crouching down, removed the lamp and placed it on the floor. Shaking the can slightly he sprayed a small amount of its contents onto the surface of the table. Replacing the lid, he set the can down next to the lamp and began moving the yellow cloth around the table in a rigorous circular motion.

From her place by the window, Kyonshi looked on disbelievingly. It couldn't be what it looked like but then if it wasn't she didn't have a clue what he was doing. 'Well if it looks like a duck, sounds like a duck and goes great with an orange sauce…' She shook her head "Piccolo is doing housework." She stared in shock at this sight for a couple seconds before breaking into hysterical laughter and collapsing. "Oh God, this isn't happening! Piccolo just does not live in a wooden cabin and do housework."

She heaved herself up off the ground and knocked on the window "Mister Piccolooooo!!! Hellooooo!!!"

Hearing a voice Piccolo looked up at the window and saw Kyonshi waving frantically at him. He watched as she went from waving to pretending to clean the window. He frowned, not comprehending what she was doing. She grinned and pointed at him before continuing to 'clean' the window. Piccolo looked down at his hand to the cloth and back up at the window and down at the cloth again before the realisation hit him. She had been watching him and was now making fun of him.

He threw the cloth down and scowling at her moved to the door and yanked it open. "What are you doing here?"

Kyonshi just grinned up at the intimidating form before her "So these are the important things you had to do, huh? Is cleaning your little cabin really better than training me? Or is there a Mr Piccolo waiting in there?" She giggled at her own joke as he growled under his breath.

"If you don't shut up I'll…"

"You'll what? It's not like you can really do anything about it" She grinned again.

He smirked back at her "I could kill you."

The smile left her face "Wha-"

She was cut off as he launched himself at her barely giving her enough time to defend herself. Having the advantage of catching her offguard, it wasn't long before Kyonshi was unable to defend herself and had fallen to the ground where she was pinned by Piccolo. He smirked as he raised his hand as if to deliver the final blow when his mind chose that exact moment to suggest other things that he could be doing while Kyonshi was pinned to the ground beneath him. The smirk left his face and he backed away from her.

'Huh what's he doing? I thought he wanted to kill me. Maybe he remembered my Dad would go crazy if he did.' She grinned 'Or maybe…' She got up and brushed the dirt from her clothes. She smiled and walked over to him, tail swaying gently behind her "I thought you were going to kill me Piccolo, don't you want to anymore?" When she didn't get a response she continued "I guess not. Maybe there's something else you'd rather do to me instead?" At this Piccolo was unable to stop a slight blush creeping to his cheeks. She grinned evilly "I'll take that as a yes." As she continued to advance on him a slightly panicked look appeared in his eyes and taking to the sky, he fled.

"Ooh, he likes me, I feel soooo flattered!!" she smirked "I am gonna have fun manipulating this."