Instruments in Tune
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Author's note: thank you to all you kind reviewers.they mean a lot to me. Well here we go with the next chapter.you can view fan art for this fic at Mediaminer.org under the same pen name Piccolosdragon.
Well read on.. hehe
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Chapter 7: Safe?
Gohan walked and Cyndel walked side by side along the pebble embedded path, being careful to not trip over the many holes.
"Your dad sure does loves your mom" Gohan said seeing the affection that had been exchanged between the couple as they walked up ahead of them.
" Yeah and my mom loved my dad so much too, I hope he will be all right" Cyndel sighed the sorrow apparent in her voice.
Gohan noticed this, and tried to offer some comfort to his friend.
"Do not worry Cyndel, your dad will be OK.. with my dad, Krillin, Vegeta and Mr. Piccolo we will beat this thing" Gohan said clenching him fist in triumph at his word.
Cyndel turned smiling showing her pointed teeth faintly, she felt a glint on hope rise but it still was not enough to shake her entire fear.
By now it had been a quarter of an hour from when the fighters landed on the jagged ridge when they finally arrived the place that would conceal Isabelle, Poetry and Cyndel from harm.
Bongo stopped ahead lay the grotto that would conceal the three most important people in his life. He took a deep breath and entered Poetry still gracing his grasp the fighters following close behind cautiously.
As they walked in the darkness covered the coarse walls along with the rocky floor and high ceiling, All observed as they walked through to where they did not know they were, now relaying on Bongo to lead then.
"Ehhhh Goku is this really the best place to hide the girls." Krillin asked his eyes wide at the eeriness around him.
"Yeah I know Krillin, but it would probable detract anyone from thinking of looking here so maybe it is the best place" Goku responded also wide eyes hoping it would aid his vision he retucked the sack beneath his armpit before continuing.
Piccolo walked on the darkness not faltering his stride of his emotion he then felt his arm being grasped tighter as the area grew darker he glanced down.
"Calm down you will be safe here nothing will happened to you" He said feeling as well as seeing the fear from Isabelle, she gripped his forearm tightly looking at her surroundings spotting insects crawling along the jagged walls taking refuge in the many cracks they passed by.
She only nodded to occupied with the difficulty of seeing past her nose to find her voice, but still she held Piccolos arm feeling the pink muscles against her hand and wrists she felt safe.
He watched her continuing to grip his forearm as she glanced around, he smirked at her actions still she was innocent after all they had shared she gave him a warmth which he dared not admit.
Isabelle felt Piccolo stop she immediately mimicked his movements stopping along side him she huddled closer.
Bongo had stopped before him was now a larger opening that lead the a few meters to the end of the cave, he slowly began putting his wiling wife down not removing his eyes from the opening before him.
"Stay here, I will secure it before going any further" Poetry nodded as her husband walked toward the opening.
He stepped in whipping the thick cobwebs lining the entrance; there was faint light from a crack in the thick wall enough to see the surrounding shapes.
It was clear and safe to his hearts relief; he stepped back out to where the rest awaited him.
"Well?" asked Krillin as Bongo stepped out.
"Its secure, we will move you in immediately"
All walked into the six by six meter niche like end of the cave Vegeta immediately threw the sack he carried down to the ground disturbing the dormant dust.
"This is the final first & time I play servant to these troublesome women" Vegeta snapped out aloud without waiting for a response he turned leaving the niche back toward the outside.
"Can he be anymore of a jerk?" Krillin commented with a frown.
"Its just his way Krillin, we have more important things to think about now" Goku said more gingerly placing the sack he carried down to the floor as did Krillin.
"So what do we do now? " It was silent until a gruff voice broke through to answer Gohan.
"We settle in and wait." Leaning against the entrance of the niche Piccolo stated with his eyes closed and arms crossed over his chest.
Gohan nodded.
Isabelle had separated herself from Piccolo when they arrived Poetry Cyndel and herself were now rummaging through the few sacks of supplies clothes, food, blankets and medical needs were all there they started setting up the beds for each of them Piccolo and Bongo having no need allowed more blankets to be shared between the rest.
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Reaching the outside through flight Vegeta stood watching the heavens also waiting for what he had no notion, that would not change the ideal that he needed no ones assistance in the defeat of this threat.
Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest his hands hidden beneath his petruding biceps.
*Those idiots while they waste their manpower tending to the needs of those wenches*
He stepped foreword into the afternoon sun.
"The Time has come I will reach my ultimate and be invincible"
He shouted to the skies his determination consuming him.
"I will become the legendary super saiyajin that I am destined to be and will concur this foe on my own"
Throwing his arms up he formed an ki ball sparkling red he launched it out toward the surrounding trees, they blasted out into oblivion the remaining twigs and leaves reached his position hitting the front of his saiyajin armor and falling to his feet.
His consumed laugh began echoing through the ridges and valley before him, as he stomped hard upon the twig and leaved grinding them to dust.
Vegeta flew up into the air powering up his yellow sunburst glow surrounded him he began training testing his speed and endurance.
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Inside Isabelle Poetry and Cyndel continued to prepare the cave in an effort to make it more comfortable for the time they would need to spend there.
After the beds were prepared, Poetry and Cyndel began sorting the food from the large sacks.
Isabelle sat of her knees folded all the clothing placing them in piles as to who they belonged to.
Gohan, Goku, Krillin, Bongo and Piccolo had decided that a return trip to the house would be a necessary to be sure that everything they could use was taken.
"We will go back after everything is organized here to be sure nothing was missed that could be of use to us, are we agreed?" Bongo asked looking at each of his comrades, they all simultaneously nodded.
Sitting on the ground they were in discussion and small talk trying to focus on thing other than what was ahead, chatter about the past and each owns wishes for the future.
Piccolos attention was elsewhere, almost inconspicuously to the other fighter he watched Isabelle folding the mountains of clothing her innocents and generosity always shun from her.
*I will never allow anything to happened to you, I swear it* He said in his mind if so much as a hair was tampered with on her he would tear the one responsible apart, this feeling flowed through him like his very blood.
Isabelle felt eyes upon her she stop in mid folding of one of Cyndel's t- shirts and looked up casually, Piccolo still had his eye upon her without emotion on his face it was impossible for her to know what was behind his eyes.
*I care for you so much please be careful I do not know if I could bare your loss Piccolo*
She fakes a warm smile to him returning to folding the hills of clothing on the cave floor though feeling the emptiness inside her she knew bongo would never approve of her feelings.
Piccolo seeing her smile watched her smooth delicate movements enchanting him, he needed to be certain she was safe, the feeling was overwhelming, until necessary he would not let her out of his sight.
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Thank you all for reading please review.....
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Author's note: thank you to all you kind reviewers.they mean a lot to me. Well here we go with the next chapter.you can view fan art for this fic at Mediaminer.org under the same pen name Piccolosdragon.
Well read on.. hehe
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Chapter 7: Safe?
Gohan walked and Cyndel walked side by side along the pebble embedded path, being careful to not trip over the many holes.
"Your dad sure does loves your mom" Gohan said seeing the affection that had been exchanged between the couple as they walked up ahead of them.
" Yeah and my mom loved my dad so much too, I hope he will be all right" Cyndel sighed the sorrow apparent in her voice.
Gohan noticed this, and tried to offer some comfort to his friend.
"Do not worry Cyndel, your dad will be OK.. with my dad, Krillin, Vegeta and Mr. Piccolo we will beat this thing" Gohan said clenching him fist in triumph at his word.
Cyndel turned smiling showing her pointed teeth faintly, she felt a glint on hope rise but it still was not enough to shake her entire fear.
By now it had been a quarter of an hour from when the fighters landed on the jagged ridge when they finally arrived the place that would conceal Isabelle, Poetry and Cyndel from harm.
Bongo stopped ahead lay the grotto that would conceal the three most important people in his life. He took a deep breath and entered Poetry still gracing his grasp the fighters following close behind cautiously.
As they walked in the darkness covered the coarse walls along with the rocky floor and high ceiling, All observed as they walked through to where they did not know they were, now relaying on Bongo to lead then.
"Ehhhh Goku is this really the best place to hide the girls." Krillin asked his eyes wide at the eeriness around him.
"Yeah I know Krillin, but it would probable detract anyone from thinking of looking here so maybe it is the best place" Goku responded also wide eyes hoping it would aid his vision he retucked the sack beneath his armpit before continuing.
Piccolo walked on the darkness not faltering his stride of his emotion he then felt his arm being grasped tighter as the area grew darker he glanced down.
"Calm down you will be safe here nothing will happened to you" He said feeling as well as seeing the fear from Isabelle, she gripped his forearm tightly looking at her surroundings spotting insects crawling along the jagged walls taking refuge in the many cracks they passed by.
She only nodded to occupied with the difficulty of seeing past her nose to find her voice, but still she held Piccolos arm feeling the pink muscles against her hand and wrists she felt safe.
He watched her continuing to grip his forearm as she glanced around, he smirked at her actions still she was innocent after all they had shared she gave him a warmth which he dared not admit.
Isabelle felt Piccolo stop she immediately mimicked his movements stopping along side him she huddled closer.
Bongo had stopped before him was now a larger opening that lead the a few meters to the end of the cave, he slowly began putting his wiling wife down not removing his eyes from the opening before him.
"Stay here, I will secure it before going any further" Poetry nodded as her husband walked toward the opening.
He stepped in whipping the thick cobwebs lining the entrance; there was faint light from a crack in the thick wall enough to see the surrounding shapes.
It was clear and safe to his hearts relief; he stepped back out to where the rest awaited him.
"Well?" asked Krillin as Bongo stepped out.
"Its secure, we will move you in immediately"
All walked into the six by six meter niche like end of the cave Vegeta immediately threw the sack he carried down to the ground disturbing the dormant dust.
"This is the final first & time I play servant to these troublesome women" Vegeta snapped out aloud without waiting for a response he turned leaving the niche back toward the outside.
"Can he be anymore of a jerk?" Krillin commented with a frown.
"Its just his way Krillin, we have more important things to think about now" Goku said more gingerly placing the sack he carried down to the floor as did Krillin.
"So what do we do now? " It was silent until a gruff voice broke through to answer Gohan.
"We settle in and wait." Leaning against the entrance of the niche Piccolo stated with his eyes closed and arms crossed over his chest.
Gohan nodded.
Isabelle had separated herself from Piccolo when they arrived Poetry Cyndel and herself were now rummaging through the few sacks of supplies clothes, food, blankets and medical needs were all there they started setting up the beds for each of them Piccolo and Bongo having no need allowed more blankets to be shared between the rest.
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Reaching the outside through flight Vegeta stood watching the heavens also waiting for what he had no notion, that would not change the ideal that he needed no ones assistance in the defeat of this threat.
Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest his hands hidden beneath his petruding biceps.
*Those idiots while they waste their manpower tending to the needs of those wenches*
He stepped foreword into the afternoon sun.
"The Time has come I will reach my ultimate and be invincible"
He shouted to the skies his determination consuming him.
"I will become the legendary super saiyajin that I am destined to be and will concur this foe on my own"
Throwing his arms up he formed an ki ball sparkling red he launched it out toward the surrounding trees, they blasted out into oblivion the remaining twigs and leaves reached his position hitting the front of his saiyajin armor and falling to his feet.
His consumed laugh began echoing through the ridges and valley before him, as he stomped hard upon the twig and leaved grinding them to dust.
Vegeta flew up into the air powering up his yellow sunburst glow surrounded him he began training testing his speed and endurance.
*******
Inside Isabelle Poetry and Cyndel continued to prepare the cave in an effort to make it more comfortable for the time they would need to spend there.
After the beds were prepared, Poetry and Cyndel began sorting the food from the large sacks.
Isabelle sat of her knees folded all the clothing placing them in piles as to who they belonged to.
Gohan, Goku, Krillin, Bongo and Piccolo had decided that a return trip to the house would be a necessary to be sure that everything they could use was taken.
"We will go back after everything is organized here to be sure nothing was missed that could be of use to us, are we agreed?" Bongo asked looking at each of his comrades, they all simultaneously nodded.
Sitting on the ground they were in discussion and small talk trying to focus on thing other than what was ahead, chatter about the past and each owns wishes for the future.
Piccolos attention was elsewhere, almost inconspicuously to the other fighter he watched Isabelle folding the mountains of clothing her innocents and generosity always shun from her.
*I will never allow anything to happened to you, I swear it* He said in his mind if so much as a hair was tampered with on her he would tear the one responsible apart, this feeling flowed through him like his very blood.
Isabelle felt eyes upon her she stop in mid folding of one of Cyndel's t- shirts and looked up casually, Piccolo still had his eye upon her without emotion on his face it was impossible for her to know what was behind his eyes.
*I care for you so much please be careful I do not know if I could bare your loss Piccolo*
She fakes a warm smile to him returning to folding the hills of clothing on the cave floor though feeling the emptiness inside her she knew bongo would never approve of her feelings.
Piccolo seeing her smile watched her smooth delicate movements enchanting him, he needed to be certain she was safe, the feeling was overwhelming, until necessary he would not let her out of his sight.
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Thank you all for reading please review.....
