Title: Ribena and Vodka
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' Oh and Kami is totally OOC
The ground passed beneath him, unseen and uncared for. He was flying nowhere specific, he just needed to clear his thoughts and get away from her.
When Kyonshi's training began, Piccolo had been surprised by how fast she'd improved. She had easily developed the basic skills from her survival training, causing Piccolo to end it after two weeks to prevent her from maiming and torturing the animals. Looking at her you'd never have guessed that she hid a sadistic side behind her glasses.
When he'd begun training Gohan, the boy had also improved faster then was expected and it had seemed as though he'd become the strongest of them all but he'd lacked the will to fight and never reached his true potential. When Trunks and Goten had begun training they had also been far stronger than was thought possible for mere boys. Yet Kyonshi seemed to exceed the other half-saiyans in her initial training.
Her seemingly innate fighting skills had shocked Piccolo but it wasn't long before he had to admit a begrudging respect for her abilities and how hard she trained when she wasn't busy being a smart ass. This in itself wasn't a problem; it was the friendship that had developed when he wasn't looking. The same friendship that had innocently wormed its way under his skin and took great delight in making him act like a moron around her. The same friendship that had laughed insanely at him as it slowly changed into something else and then had sat back to watch the havoc it had caused.
Piccolo snarled 'I am never becoming friends with another person, living or dead.'
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Flying having failed to clear his mind or order his thoughts, he settled on the ground intending on meditating instead. Five minutes hadn't passed when he heard someone behind him.
"What do you want old man?" he said without turning.
"Piccolo" the voice acknowledged
"I asked what you wanted?"
"Oh yes, of course. I noticed you were having some..uh, trouble with Vegeta's daughter during her training."
Piccolo turned, coming to face the other suddenly "Why would you know anything about that?"
"We are linked Piccolo, like it or not but" here, the Earth's Guardian smirked "I know of every little sordid thought that enters your head."
Eyes narrowing in anger, Piccolo advanced on Kami "Give me one reason why I shouldn't destroy that link now"
"Because, Piccolo," Kami spoke as if Piccolo were a particularly stupid child "if you do that then you go bye-bye."
Admitting defeat, Piccolo turned his back on Kami "I hate you"
"Oooooo, like I haven't heard that one before."
Piccolo gathered his ki, preparing to leave when Kami called out to him
"Oh Piccolo, I almost forgot what I came to tell you -- Kyonshi went into your house about ten minutes ago."
Hearing this, Piccolo flew straight home as fast as he could. The two things he hated more than anything else: Kami and people messing with his stuff. Never mind that he owned less than was needed to fill a closet, it was his and he was very particular with it.
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Walking into the cabin, Piccolo caught her about to enter one of the doors.
"What do you think your doing?"
Turning around guiltily, Kyonshi looked up at him with big watery eyes "Oh Piccolo-san, I was soooo scared out there all by myself."
He snorted in derision "The Princess of the Saiyans was scared by a few little bugs, is that right?"
About to scowl at him, Kyonshi caught herself "That's right Mr. Piccolo, I just didn't know what to do, all alone out there."
She flung herself at him and wrapped her arms around his waist, causing his eyes to widen and a blush to appear on his face. Noticing the effects she was causing, she giggled inwardly 'This is so much fun it should be illegal!'
Glancing back up at him she sniffed slightly "You wouldn't make me go back out there would you, Piccolo-san?"
He refused to look down at her 'Does she really expect me to think that's true? I'll let her paint 'BAKA' across my forehead if I give in after her pathetic attempt at lying.'
Attempting to detach himself from her grip he looked down at her. Big, watery eyes looked up at him.
"Can I stay here, Piccolo-san?"
"I am a baka." He muttered before saying "Fine, you can stay here."
"Thank you, Piccolo-san" she said grinning happily 'No more cold nights spent sleeping on rocks for me'
Walking away from her he smirked "You can take the couch."
"But Piccolo," she whined "I'm the guest, you're supposed to take the couch."
"You're lucky I'm giving you that." And with that he left her standing in the cabin alone, plotting evil things. [1]
[1] Can't you just hear the evil Zorak laugh?
