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 Piccolo sighed raising his eyes to meet Kiseki's, "And here I am." Another sigh escaped his lips as though a large weight had been taken off his shoulders.

Kiseki stared back at him as if searching for the right words to say, "You… did that for me?" She whispered.

Piccolo nodded once casting his eyes downward at the kitchen table before him. He felt the weight of Kiseki's hand rest on his; he blinked in confusion and looked up. Kiseki squeezed his hand and smiled back at him warmly.

 "So now what are we going to do?" She said pulling her hand away and stood up.

Piccolo's eyes darkened as he stood up, "Prepare." He said softly folding his arms over his chest as he walked across the room.

 Kiseki followed him with her eyes, "How?" she asked raising her eyebrows. 

"I'm going to train Gohan." Piccolo grunted exiting out of the kitchen.

 "But he doesn't want to fight!" Kiseki shouted after him.

Piccolo stopped in mid step tilting his head to the side.

 Kiseki swallowed, "Don't you remember when you were little? You didn't want to fight either, no matter how hard your father pushed you…"

 "This is different." Piccolo growled.

 "No, this is exactly the same Piccolo!" Kiseki shouted taking a step forward.

At this Piccolo whirled around anger and frustration shining in the back of his obsidian eyes.

 "I have… to go…" He sighed turning back around, the anger and frustration dissipating from his face.

"Pic…" Kiseki sighed walking up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder, "I'm..."

Piccolo shrugged Kiseki's hand off his shoulder, "I know." He whispered and walked out the door.

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Piccolo landed softly on the white tile that made up the floor of the lookout.

  "At least some things never change, I hope..." He thought to himself looking around.

 "Piccolo…"

Piccolo turned towards the voice that had called his name. A scowl pulled at the corners of his mouth and he unconsciously crossed his arms.

 "Old man…" He grunted.

Kami frowned and shook his head, "It's been a long time Piccolo."

 "Wish it had been longer." Piccolo said quickly then shook his head, "Look old man, we need to talk."

Kami nodded shifting his weight onto his staff.

 "You know about the wish I made right?"

Kami raised an eye ridge and shook his head, "What wish? No one has made a wish… in years."

Piccolo dropped his eyes to the ground and cursed under his breath. Then something dawned on him…

 "Where's Mr. Popo?" He asked looking around.

Usually the little genie was hanging around Kami when a visitor came to the lookout, that or watering his flowers.

 "Mr. Popo?" Kami repeated confusion lacing his voice, "Who's Mr. Popo?"

Piccolo sighed, "Never mind." 

Kami nodded, "Piccolo, why are you here?"

 "You don't know about the Saiyans either…" Piccolo trailed off looking up at the old God in front of him.

Kami shook his head, "Piccolo, are you okay?" He asked worriedly.

 "You never did know anything old man." Piccolo growled then jumped off the side of the lookout.

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The sun was just setting in the horizon as Piccolo approached the small house that he and Kiseki lived in. Landing in the grass, Piccolo spotted that the door was wide open.

 "Kiseki?" He shouted running inside.

The house was trashed, pieces of glass from a shattered light bulb crackled from underneath his feet as he walked through the room. The couch was over turn and broken, cotton and wood was scattered throughout the room. Piccolo found Sato cowered in the corner of the kitchen whimpering.

 "Sato." He said softly and the dog's head jerked up.

Piccolo sighed softly his eyes darkening in rage, "Goku…" He growled turning around.

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A man with long black hair down to his knees glanced into the small pod and smirked, "You think he'll show?" He grunted looking over his shoulder at Goku.

 "I know he will." Goku smirked folding his arms over his armor-covered chest.

 "Right…" The long hair man sniggered.

 "Shut up Radditz!" Goku snapped glaring at the man with long hair, "Go make yourself useful for once!"

Radditz scowled, "I don't take orders from anyone Kakarot! Especially from you, little brother…" He added with a sneer.

 "Enough! The both of you!" Shouted a voice from behind the bickering siblings.

Immediately both Radditz and Kakarot turned and bowed to a short man with jet-black hair that stood straight up. The man scowled shaking his head at the two.

 "Stand up you fools!" He growled.

A taller more bulkier man landed next to the shorter man and smirked, "So, you two managed to do something right?" He sniggered folding his arms over his chest.

Both Kakarot and Raditz glared at him.

 "Shut up Nappa!" The short man snapped angrily.

 "Y-Yes Prince Vegeta." Nappa stuttered then turned and glared at the two smirking Saiyans in front of him.

 "Now… How long until the Namekian shows his ugly face?" Vegeta asked directing his question towards Kakarot.

Kakarot wiped the grin off his face quickly and turned on his scouter, "He should be here… in about five minutes."

 Vegeta nodded turning his back to the others, "Perfect." He smirked then turned his attention to the space pod laying a few feet away from him, "And them?"

"They shouldn't be able to escape from there, sir." Raditz said running a hand through his hair.

 "He's here sir." Kakarot pointed out the shape approaching them in the distance.

Vegeta nodded, "Then let's get ready for our guest." He smirked arrogantly.   

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A/N: Sorry for the short chapter but the next one should be longer. Thanks for reading.

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