Chapter 3
Gohan walked out from the tunnel and ventured over to Piccolo cautiously.
"How much did you see, and what did you hear?" Piccolo asked, as Videl followed Gohan's lead.
"Oh.nothing much.it just seems you've found yourself a girlfriend." Gohan nudged Piccolo's shoulder, but backed up quickly after Piccolo shot a warning glance. "Hey! Hey! Watch it! I was just kidding Piccolo.we only heard something about her being insecure about her father.and something about a royal crest for the Sayian royal family." Gohan mixed that last part in trying to sneak it by Piccolo.
"Gohan, look at me! You can't tell anyone what you heard, or saw.especially not Vegeta!" Piccolo forced, worried that he had failed Sierra.
"No problem.but maybe we can help." Gohan began.
"Yeah.maybe I can talk to her.ya know.now that I know her big secret.I might even get 18 to help." Videl chimed in, eager to help in any way she could.
"Oh fine!" Piccolo gave in. "But no one else is to know!" he demanded.
"Right, right.we get the point." Gohan said grabbing Videl's hand and pulling her in the direction Kit ran off. Videl searched the grounds for 18, in hopes that they could help Kit.
"18!" she shouted finally finding 18. 18 turned around swiftly after hearing her name being yelled.
"Yes, Videl?" she asked, wondering why she was screaming for her at the top of her lungs. Videl continued to tell her what she had just heard, and witnessed. When the tale had been told, both women set out to do what they could.and possibly spark a feeling towards Piccolo.
"You should have seen how she was with him." Videl said with a slight smile. "They were so comfortable together.and from what I have seen of Piccolo.well that's just not like him."
"So you think they have feeling for each other?" 18 commented, looking doubtful as they walked up behind Kit. Kit was sitting in the grass with her legs crossed, and her head looking above to the sky, and floating clouds. Her blue eyes sparkled in the sunshine, and they amazingly resembled the graceful texture of the moon.
"Hello, Kit. It's good to see you again." 18 greeted, sitting down beside her.
"Oh, you know her already?" Videl questioned also taking a seat next to Kit.
"Oh, hey 18.yeah we met in the locker rooms." Kit replied, retrieving herself from her daydreams.
"Ok, then I don't need to introduce her, but my name is Videl. I'm not going to lie to you, seeing how that would be disrespectful since we just met.but I kinda know about your little secret.Gohan and I over heard your conversation." she confessed, not meeting Kit's eyes as they filled with worry. Videl quickly caught this, and reinsured that neither her nor Gohan would tell a soul.beside 18 here, of course. "We're here to help, in any way you would like us too.if you just need a friend we're here!" Videl encouraged.
"I think the best thing for me to do is to stay out of sight until the match.I was already careless and bumped into my father.I know he knows who I am.but he just can't fully remember.but he will.soon enough!" she explained getting up and brushing her pants off. The loud speaker buzzed and a person began to announce to beginning of the qualifying ceremony. "Thank you.for your support." Kit said before walking ahead to make sure she would find a good spot to stay hidden until it was her turn to qualify.
"These are the rules! Punch this machine with all your strength, and we will take the top 16 strengths out of all of the fighters. A small balding man instructed, straining to see over all the heads to see if they were all paying attention. Kit remained in a corner meditating, and waiting patiently as they began to test the fighting abilities of the people here. *Piccolo said he was number 73.that means I have a while to wait till it's my turn.* she said in her head, as she glanced down to her number.127. *Oh fun.* she commented sarcastically in her thoughts.
"So.Piccolo, who exactly was your little friend?" Gohan asked implying a sexual relationship between Piccolo and Kit.
"I helped her recover from a battle.her mother asked me too.that's all Gohan, so don't even think that way." Piccolo replied, not allowing Gohan to assume anything more.
"What ever you say Piccolo.ha ha ha." Gohan laughed trying his hardest not to let Piccolo see, after all Gohan didn't feel like loosing an arm and a leg. One by one the Z fighters stepped up to the punching machine, each scoring around 200. Vegeta was the last out of the group, and they all knew what to expect, then again.he did this every year. Vegeta pulled his fist back, and with barely any effort he let a punch go, and the machine lifted off the ground and flew into the wall. Kit giggled at the commotion, she had a feeling her father would do that. Thankfully because of Vegeta's continuous pattern the people in charge were prepared with another machine, and soon after hauled it out and continued the qualifications.
"Come on dad, I told mom we would meet her and watch the junior division with her." Trunks said motioning for his father to follow him. Vegeta followed and the rest tagged along also, looking for some thing to keep them occupied. Kit opened her eyes, and say Piccolo walking over to her, with a comforting smile on his face.
"Hey, Piccolo!" Kit said cheerfully, jumping up and hugging him. He slipped his arm around her waist before he could think of what he was doing, but then quickly withdrew it from that position when it registered in his head.
"Hi, Kit." He said cursing himself for being so stupid. That wasn't like him, why did he do that? He asked himself.
"Is something wrong?" she asked noticing his disturbed expression. He quickly smiled and then regained his usually sulky face.
"Anyway, I came here to tell you to restrain your strength.but don't do bad enough that you don't get in." he told her, a bit worried that she wouldn't punch hard enough, and not qualify at all.
"Don't worry.I'll get in." she trailed off, as spotted the line that was now cut down to 2 people. She ran toward it and Piccolo followed behind her.
"Number 126, please." The short, bald man called forth. A large, fur covered warrior stepped up to the machine and gave it everything he had, but simply got a 104. Kit couldn't help but allow a small laugh escape; this guy had walked up with so much confidence, and then scored such a weak number.
"What you laughing at girl?" he grunted, his eyes tearing apart her flesh.
"Oh.nothing." she said, still trying to hide her amusement.
"Yeah! Well I'd like to see you do better!" he yelled causing the ground to shake.
"Ha ha! Gladly!" Kit chimed, handing her number to the man in charge. She rolled her head and stared at her target for a fraction of a second.this was going to be way too easy. Piccolo began to regret allowing her to compete in the tournament.especially now, he didn't like the gleam in her eyes.it was the same one that Vegeta had. Kit relaxed her shoulders and placed her hand up a centimeter away from the machine.
"Ha! You think you can get higher than me by slapping it?" the man released a conceited laugh that enraged Kit in every way.
"Humph.you'll see." she stated before carelessly tapping the punching machine. The machine shook from the amazing pressure and then flew back, hit the wall, and then joined it's twin on the ground. Kit walked away with an accomplished look on her face, and a new confidence in her walk. Piccolo's eyes followed her, and he sighed and shook his head with disapproval, but he couldn't help but to smile.
"What do you think is so funny?" the man continued to cause havoc.
"What do I think is funny? How about your incompetence." Piccolo shot back, smiling wider at his dumbfounded expression. Kit turned around at Piccolo's remark.did he just defend her? Or was he defending himself. Kit simply brushed the thought aside, and when Piccolo caught up to her, she grabbed his hand and they walked to the arena.together. The junior division had just finished, and some sniveling child won first place, and was prancing all over the ring.
"Owe! Oh no! I'm so sorry!" Kit apologized, yet again walking into some one.
"Don't worry about it, darling." A familiar voice said.
"Mom? You're here!" Kit yelled, letting go of Piccolo's hand and giving her mother a hug.
"Yes, but only for a short while.actually, I just came to see your first match.I've arranged it so that you go first.so have fun!" Sierra said winking at Piccolo, as he blushed in return.
"But I thought we had to draw and see who gets placed where." Kit said confused.
"They already did.you are in the last match Piccolo, against some Videl girl." Sierra explained, trying to remember. "You are fighting some short guy Kit.who needs a hair cut desperately." She said in response to Kit's unasked question, that Sierra had sensed.
"Thank you mom! Now come on! If the juniors just finished, that means the real competition is starting soon!" Kit exclaimed excitedly, grabbing her mother's hand, and reaching back for Piccolo's. She held on to their hands, and she jogged playfully through the group. "Oh no! I just remembered something!" Kit stopped in her tracks.
"What is it?" Piccolo asked worried.
"Since you already picked who fights whom.that means.I can't go shopping!" she wined all disappointed.
"You still have time Kit, the match doesn't start till an hour after the juniors end.go and enjoys yourself." Piccolo said relieved, and a bit angry at her desire to shop non-stop.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you Piccolo." she said giving him a hug a quick peck on the cheek so that her mother didn't see. She then turned to her mother. "You wanna come mom?" she asked and then went off in the direction of a small shopping complex.
"I see you've become good friends with my daughter." Sierra hinted. Piccolo looked over at her.was it really that obvious?
"We're just friends." he lied, trying to cover up his true feelings that were beginning to show through.
"That look in your eyes when she kissed you told me other wise.but if you say so." Sierra said smoothly, and walked up to a soda machine. She placed her hand on the metal container that held the sodas and slowly applied pressure. Her hand went translucent for a few quick seconds and then through the machine. She pulled her hand back out, and it materialized with a beverage in her hand. "Nifty trick, isn't it?" she said smiling. She looked back over to Piccolo; she wasn't going to give in so quickly, and peacefully. "Now Piccolo.I must advise you.I don't look to kindly upon people who lie to me." she began taking a sip of her diet coke. "So just tell me the truth about your feelings for my daughter. She's gone now, and no one is listening.it's just you and me.so what are you so frightened of?" she ended, finishing her drink, and throwing the empty can into the garbage pail.
"You're wrong Sierra.it's not just you and me. Aren't I right Gohan?" Piccolo said turning his head in the direction Gohan was hiding in. "You definitely need to work of your spying techniques kid." He added as Gohan slipped out from behind the wall and walked up to them.
"Oh man! How did you know Piccolo?" he asked know in the obvious answer. "Oh well, it's gonna happen once in a while.but anyway, I'm Gohan, a friend of Piccolo's." he directed to Sierra.
"Wow! Amazing! Piccolo actually has friends!" Sierra joked, in a way, repaying Piccolo for not revealing the truth about his feelings. Piccolo grunted at the remark and shot an evil glare at her.
"Yeah.and let me guess, you're Kit's mom!" he exclaimed correctly.
"Yes, but I'm afraid I can't stay long.so will you please excuse us so that we can talk?" Sierra asked politely, as he nodded his head and walked out of sight. "So Piccolo, now that there truly is no one else around.will you please tell me?" she continued trying to convince him. Piccolo thought for a second and then concluded what he would do.
"Fine." he muttered starring at the ground; he wasn't sure how he would say it, but he was going to find out shortly.
Gohan walked out from the tunnel and ventured over to Piccolo cautiously.
"How much did you see, and what did you hear?" Piccolo asked, as Videl followed Gohan's lead.
"Oh.nothing much.it just seems you've found yourself a girlfriend." Gohan nudged Piccolo's shoulder, but backed up quickly after Piccolo shot a warning glance. "Hey! Hey! Watch it! I was just kidding Piccolo.we only heard something about her being insecure about her father.and something about a royal crest for the Sayian royal family." Gohan mixed that last part in trying to sneak it by Piccolo.
"Gohan, look at me! You can't tell anyone what you heard, or saw.especially not Vegeta!" Piccolo forced, worried that he had failed Sierra.
"No problem.but maybe we can help." Gohan began.
"Yeah.maybe I can talk to her.ya know.now that I know her big secret.I might even get 18 to help." Videl chimed in, eager to help in any way she could.
"Oh fine!" Piccolo gave in. "But no one else is to know!" he demanded.
"Right, right.we get the point." Gohan said grabbing Videl's hand and pulling her in the direction Kit ran off. Videl searched the grounds for 18, in hopes that they could help Kit.
"18!" she shouted finally finding 18. 18 turned around swiftly after hearing her name being yelled.
"Yes, Videl?" she asked, wondering why she was screaming for her at the top of her lungs. Videl continued to tell her what she had just heard, and witnessed. When the tale had been told, both women set out to do what they could.and possibly spark a feeling towards Piccolo.
"You should have seen how she was with him." Videl said with a slight smile. "They were so comfortable together.and from what I have seen of Piccolo.well that's just not like him."
"So you think they have feeling for each other?" 18 commented, looking doubtful as they walked up behind Kit. Kit was sitting in the grass with her legs crossed, and her head looking above to the sky, and floating clouds. Her blue eyes sparkled in the sunshine, and they amazingly resembled the graceful texture of the moon.
"Hello, Kit. It's good to see you again." 18 greeted, sitting down beside her.
"Oh, you know her already?" Videl questioned also taking a seat next to Kit.
"Oh, hey 18.yeah we met in the locker rooms." Kit replied, retrieving herself from her daydreams.
"Ok, then I don't need to introduce her, but my name is Videl. I'm not going to lie to you, seeing how that would be disrespectful since we just met.but I kinda know about your little secret.Gohan and I over heard your conversation." she confessed, not meeting Kit's eyes as they filled with worry. Videl quickly caught this, and reinsured that neither her nor Gohan would tell a soul.beside 18 here, of course. "We're here to help, in any way you would like us too.if you just need a friend we're here!" Videl encouraged.
"I think the best thing for me to do is to stay out of sight until the match.I was already careless and bumped into my father.I know he knows who I am.but he just can't fully remember.but he will.soon enough!" she explained getting up and brushing her pants off. The loud speaker buzzed and a person began to announce to beginning of the qualifying ceremony. "Thank you.for your support." Kit said before walking ahead to make sure she would find a good spot to stay hidden until it was her turn to qualify.
"These are the rules! Punch this machine with all your strength, and we will take the top 16 strengths out of all of the fighters. A small balding man instructed, straining to see over all the heads to see if they were all paying attention. Kit remained in a corner meditating, and waiting patiently as they began to test the fighting abilities of the people here. *Piccolo said he was number 73.that means I have a while to wait till it's my turn.* she said in her head, as she glanced down to her number.127. *Oh fun.* she commented sarcastically in her thoughts.
"So.Piccolo, who exactly was your little friend?" Gohan asked implying a sexual relationship between Piccolo and Kit.
"I helped her recover from a battle.her mother asked me too.that's all Gohan, so don't even think that way." Piccolo replied, not allowing Gohan to assume anything more.
"What ever you say Piccolo.ha ha ha." Gohan laughed trying his hardest not to let Piccolo see, after all Gohan didn't feel like loosing an arm and a leg. One by one the Z fighters stepped up to the punching machine, each scoring around 200. Vegeta was the last out of the group, and they all knew what to expect, then again.he did this every year. Vegeta pulled his fist back, and with barely any effort he let a punch go, and the machine lifted off the ground and flew into the wall. Kit giggled at the commotion, she had a feeling her father would do that. Thankfully because of Vegeta's continuous pattern the people in charge were prepared with another machine, and soon after hauled it out and continued the qualifications.
"Come on dad, I told mom we would meet her and watch the junior division with her." Trunks said motioning for his father to follow him. Vegeta followed and the rest tagged along also, looking for some thing to keep them occupied. Kit opened her eyes, and say Piccolo walking over to her, with a comforting smile on his face.
"Hey, Piccolo!" Kit said cheerfully, jumping up and hugging him. He slipped his arm around her waist before he could think of what he was doing, but then quickly withdrew it from that position when it registered in his head.
"Hi, Kit." He said cursing himself for being so stupid. That wasn't like him, why did he do that? He asked himself.
"Is something wrong?" she asked noticing his disturbed expression. He quickly smiled and then regained his usually sulky face.
"Anyway, I came here to tell you to restrain your strength.but don't do bad enough that you don't get in." he told her, a bit worried that she wouldn't punch hard enough, and not qualify at all.
"Don't worry.I'll get in." she trailed off, as spotted the line that was now cut down to 2 people. She ran toward it and Piccolo followed behind her.
"Number 126, please." The short, bald man called forth. A large, fur covered warrior stepped up to the machine and gave it everything he had, but simply got a 104. Kit couldn't help but allow a small laugh escape; this guy had walked up with so much confidence, and then scored such a weak number.
"What you laughing at girl?" he grunted, his eyes tearing apart her flesh.
"Oh.nothing." she said, still trying to hide her amusement.
"Yeah! Well I'd like to see you do better!" he yelled causing the ground to shake.
"Ha ha! Gladly!" Kit chimed, handing her number to the man in charge. She rolled her head and stared at her target for a fraction of a second.this was going to be way too easy. Piccolo began to regret allowing her to compete in the tournament.especially now, he didn't like the gleam in her eyes.it was the same one that Vegeta had. Kit relaxed her shoulders and placed her hand up a centimeter away from the machine.
"Ha! You think you can get higher than me by slapping it?" the man released a conceited laugh that enraged Kit in every way.
"Humph.you'll see." she stated before carelessly tapping the punching machine. The machine shook from the amazing pressure and then flew back, hit the wall, and then joined it's twin on the ground. Kit walked away with an accomplished look on her face, and a new confidence in her walk. Piccolo's eyes followed her, and he sighed and shook his head with disapproval, but he couldn't help but to smile.
"What do you think is so funny?" the man continued to cause havoc.
"What do I think is funny? How about your incompetence." Piccolo shot back, smiling wider at his dumbfounded expression. Kit turned around at Piccolo's remark.did he just defend her? Or was he defending himself. Kit simply brushed the thought aside, and when Piccolo caught up to her, she grabbed his hand and they walked to the arena.together. The junior division had just finished, and some sniveling child won first place, and was prancing all over the ring.
"Owe! Oh no! I'm so sorry!" Kit apologized, yet again walking into some one.
"Don't worry about it, darling." A familiar voice said.
"Mom? You're here!" Kit yelled, letting go of Piccolo's hand and giving her mother a hug.
"Yes, but only for a short while.actually, I just came to see your first match.I've arranged it so that you go first.so have fun!" Sierra said winking at Piccolo, as he blushed in return.
"But I thought we had to draw and see who gets placed where." Kit said confused.
"They already did.you are in the last match Piccolo, against some Videl girl." Sierra explained, trying to remember. "You are fighting some short guy Kit.who needs a hair cut desperately." She said in response to Kit's unasked question, that Sierra had sensed.
"Thank you mom! Now come on! If the juniors just finished, that means the real competition is starting soon!" Kit exclaimed excitedly, grabbing her mother's hand, and reaching back for Piccolo's. She held on to their hands, and she jogged playfully through the group. "Oh no! I just remembered something!" Kit stopped in her tracks.
"What is it?" Piccolo asked worried.
"Since you already picked who fights whom.that means.I can't go shopping!" she wined all disappointed.
"You still have time Kit, the match doesn't start till an hour after the juniors end.go and enjoys yourself." Piccolo said relieved, and a bit angry at her desire to shop non-stop.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you Piccolo." she said giving him a hug a quick peck on the cheek so that her mother didn't see. She then turned to her mother. "You wanna come mom?" she asked and then went off in the direction of a small shopping complex.
"I see you've become good friends with my daughter." Sierra hinted. Piccolo looked over at her.was it really that obvious?
"We're just friends." he lied, trying to cover up his true feelings that were beginning to show through.
"That look in your eyes when she kissed you told me other wise.but if you say so." Sierra said smoothly, and walked up to a soda machine. She placed her hand on the metal container that held the sodas and slowly applied pressure. Her hand went translucent for a few quick seconds and then through the machine. She pulled her hand back out, and it materialized with a beverage in her hand. "Nifty trick, isn't it?" she said smiling. She looked back over to Piccolo; she wasn't going to give in so quickly, and peacefully. "Now Piccolo.I must advise you.I don't look to kindly upon people who lie to me." she began taking a sip of her diet coke. "So just tell me the truth about your feelings for my daughter. She's gone now, and no one is listening.it's just you and me.so what are you so frightened of?" she ended, finishing her drink, and throwing the empty can into the garbage pail.
"You're wrong Sierra.it's not just you and me. Aren't I right Gohan?" Piccolo said turning his head in the direction Gohan was hiding in. "You definitely need to work of your spying techniques kid." He added as Gohan slipped out from behind the wall and walked up to them.
"Oh man! How did you know Piccolo?" he asked know in the obvious answer. "Oh well, it's gonna happen once in a while.but anyway, I'm Gohan, a friend of Piccolo's." he directed to Sierra.
"Wow! Amazing! Piccolo actually has friends!" Sierra joked, in a way, repaying Piccolo for not revealing the truth about his feelings. Piccolo grunted at the remark and shot an evil glare at her.
"Yeah.and let me guess, you're Kit's mom!" he exclaimed correctly.
"Yes, but I'm afraid I can't stay long.so will you please excuse us so that we can talk?" Sierra asked politely, as he nodded his head and walked out of sight. "So Piccolo, now that there truly is no one else around.will you please tell me?" she continued trying to convince him. Piccolo thought for a second and then concluded what he would do.
"Fine." he muttered starring at the ground; he wasn't sure how he would say it, but he was going to find out shortly.