Instruments in Tune: Invasion
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Author's Note: Well I finally updated again. things are going along smoothly and then it finally happens their first taste of whets to come.
This chapter might be a little boring for you but I promise it will pick up soon.
Enjoy.
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Chapter 14: Race to refuge.
Vegeta managed to master a reason for staying though he didn't know what, at the cave entrance watching he felt Bongo's ki rise as he blasted away the kahoona, he smirked sensing their first taste of what was yet to fully come.
He knew this was not even the start, he had been dishonest with the group from the beginning, He also sensed a familiarity of this threat. However, what. What was it?
He though on, trying to find the answer in his semi twisted mind.
*Why is this so familiar, after all these months and still? STILL I cannot recognize it, yet I know it*
Frustrated, the veins in his forehead swelling as he bared his teeth. Patients were as foreign to Vegeta as his home planet was now. Virtually none.
*Nevertheless, no matter, I do not care who you are you will be my distant ally in reaching my goal, my purpose. *
He relaxed him self, smiling at his own words he continued to keep his visual.
Deep in though he failed to sense someone approach him and come a stop at his heels, one the faint sound of the ground being minced by a light step caught his attention.
"What do you want?" He snapped keeping his back to them
"I, I just wanted to know if they are alright, you can sense them please tell what's happening has something happened to Bongo & Poetry &."
She stuttered
The desperation was clear She needed to know, he turned to look into her bronze eyes, and they showed her lack of sleep and hidden tears, she tried to hide her fear.
She stood hugging her arms her feet together she waited for his answer as the discomfort of his stare was starting to show in her eyes she looked from one of his black eyes to the other.
"Humph, I do not have time for this if they return then you will have your answer and if they do not the same applies" Vegeta turned his back to her looking out into the direction the ki's were strongest.
Isabelle nodded, she new Vegeta would never give a detailed description or go into depth, much like Piccolo.
Piccolo she feared for him, feared to never see him what if something did happened and that's why they had not returned......could their last encounter have been a gift from god as a way of fare welling him.
Unknowingly she was muffling out aloud shaking her head the thought needed to be pushed away she stared at the dusty ground her sandals lightly coated in the fine sandy substance.
Vegeta quirked an eyebrow his face twisting at the sound or her muffles.
"Girl, if you must muffle do itelsewhere, I am in no mood to hear your sorrows" Vegeta said in a strangely gentle firm voice, did he feel sorry for her. No, he would never pity anyone.
Isabelle opened her eyes hearing him made her realize what she was doing she was observing in her own fears.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know. That.."
She stopped when Vegeta turned to face her he eased his stance keeping his arms folder he looked directly into her eyes.
She could not speak.
Many second passed the seemed like hours, as he continued to search her face but for what? many times she had been afraid of Vegeta, and still to this day she avoided him as much as she could even the day he assisted her she still felt an uneasiness around her
It was clear that he was not one to have the good of the many on his to do list.
Vegeta stepped closer still keeping his stare locked onto her eyes he snorted.
"You feel more than you pensive girl, I know you care for that Namek more than you show"
She bowed her head slightly looking at everything but this face, she bit her lower lip and the tears finally spilled over, a pain rising in her chest became sharper with every tear.
"Well girl? Out with it" he was not a patient man, though it was none of his concern he needed to know if the feelings they shared would interfere with their triumphing, also finding a nerve flicker when he intimidated an individual it brought him pleasure.
She felt intimidated afraid of what would happened if she denied everything, to lie to herself? she couldn't,, not revealing it was one denying it was another, and she had no reason to deny it she had no motive to lying.
She looked up still biting her lower lip.
"I do I, love. Him" she turned away from Vegeta's interrogations running back into the cave to hide her tears, she was not ashamed of her love for Piccolo just afraid it was wrong. Why would all be so inclined to criticize to warn her away from him. he had changed he was not that person anymore in her heart she knew it.
After Vegeta's manner of question, she wanted to feel no more fear she wanted him close to her. Its was the only place she knew she could be safe.
Vegeta stood unfazed, he knew it, he had seen it form the day she defended Piccolos honor against Bongo her brother, she did not need to tell him.
However, he had no interest in their situation, only concerned that it would affect their cause or his own. He returned to his visual.
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Leaving the scene Goku, Bongo, Poetry and Piccolo raced back toward the cave afraid that it may be too late. That this was nothing compared to what was yet to be faced
Bongo carried Poetry against his chest, her eyed closed yet she was wide- awake still shaken by the incident, what the creature said what he was about to do. She never though it would be like this, fear crept back out of the corners into the middle of her mind.
Bongo felt it her emotion and heartbeat increasing he turned to see her eyes firmly shut her hands pulled in against her chest.
"Hey, you can't let this get to you have to be strong now" He managed to say without shouting.
She nodded, yet the fear still in her mind, only time would stop the vultures of fear from circling.
Piccolo watch out of the corner of his eye the interaction between his brother and sister in law.
He could see much she meant to him, he would do anything to protect and their daughter who he was now focused on to reach before anything lese decided to show up.
They flew on Goku caught up now flying side by side to Piccolo.
Piccolos mind was only focused on one thing, reaching Isabelle to se her to safety and protect her. His chest felt tight as they came closer to their destination he wanted to now be close to her and only her, the rest could wait.
*This has gone to my head* he thought as the mountain containing the refuge cave came into view.
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Krillin Gohan and Cyndel sat in utter silence neither looking at he other.
The silence was disturbed when a distressed Isabelle swiftly walked between them her hand over her mouth to drown out her muffling cries.
After passing them by without a glance she turned a dark corner going deeper into the cavetto be alone.
Cyndel stood attempting to follow her aunt full of concern when she was gently jerked back by her wrist.
"I have to speak to her, she was crying" Cyndel whispered to Krillin who held onto her wrist, there was barely a difference in their height though Krillin was visibly older and wider from his build.
"Kid its best that you leave her on her own for now OK.don't worry she will come around" Krillin smiled releasing Cyndel's wrist.
Cyndel nodded tucking a loose strand of her blond heir behind her enlarged Namek ear, she walked back to sit beside Gohan who watched as she came to sit beside him
He watched as she slowly paced back to her spot, he ten began to think, what could be the reason for setting Isabelle off in such a way.
He looked from the direction Isabelle disappeared then glanced to the entrance of the cave where that she had moments ago came in from.
The it hit him, he strolled the 40 some feet toward the light his expression solemn the space between his eyebrows creased together.
Krillin walked out the cave entrance he stopped his hands in tight fists by his side.
"What do you want Baldy" Vegeta spat accentuate the baldy ad he felt Krillin approach long with the monks ki rising.
"What did you say to her Vegeta" Krillin said steeping closer to the saiyajin who insisted on keeping his back to the stressing monk.
Vegeta yes became slits of pleasure seeing almost hearing the blood boiling in Krillin's head.
"Ohh you mean the girl, nothing that concerns you naked mole rat go stalk the cockroches like a good little monk"
Krillin now understood that Vegeta was enjoying the circumstances, he now he had enough he would no longer let Vegeta domineer him or any other.
Krillin had come to see Isabelle as a friend and on he finds; it amusing seeing is such disarray.
He exhaled sharply and march toward the obstinate Saiyajin prince walking around him he stopped directly in front of him looking into the face that could end his life in as instant with one flick of his wrist.
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Thank you all for reading.please review.a review can say much more than just telling me someone is reading this...
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Author's Note: Well I finally updated again. things are going along smoothly and then it finally happens their first taste of whets to come.
This chapter might be a little boring for you but I promise it will pick up soon.
Enjoy.
**************************************************************************** ******************
Chapter 14: Race to refuge.
Vegeta managed to master a reason for staying though he didn't know what, at the cave entrance watching he felt Bongo's ki rise as he blasted away the kahoona, he smirked sensing their first taste of what was yet to fully come.
He knew this was not even the start, he had been dishonest with the group from the beginning, He also sensed a familiarity of this threat. However, what. What was it?
He though on, trying to find the answer in his semi twisted mind.
*Why is this so familiar, after all these months and still? STILL I cannot recognize it, yet I know it*
Frustrated, the veins in his forehead swelling as he bared his teeth. Patients were as foreign to Vegeta as his home planet was now. Virtually none.
*Nevertheless, no matter, I do not care who you are you will be my distant ally in reaching my goal, my purpose. *
He relaxed him self, smiling at his own words he continued to keep his visual.
Deep in though he failed to sense someone approach him and come a stop at his heels, one the faint sound of the ground being minced by a light step caught his attention.
"What do you want?" He snapped keeping his back to them
"I, I just wanted to know if they are alright, you can sense them please tell what's happening has something happened to Bongo & Poetry &."
She stuttered
The desperation was clear She needed to know, he turned to look into her bronze eyes, and they showed her lack of sleep and hidden tears, she tried to hide her fear.
She stood hugging her arms her feet together she waited for his answer as the discomfort of his stare was starting to show in her eyes she looked from one of his black eyes to the other.
"Humph, I do not have time for this if they return then you will have your answer and if they do not the same applies" Vegeta turned his back to her looking out into the direction the ki's were strongest.
Isabelle nodded, she new Vegeta would never give a detailed description or go into depth, much like Piccolo.
Piccolo she feared for him, feared to never see him what if something did happened and that's why they had not returned......could their last encounter have been a gift from god as a way of fare welling him.
Unknowingly she was muffling out aloud shaking her head the thought needed to be pushed away she stared at the dusty ground her sandals lightly coated in the fine sandy substance.
Vegeta quirked an eyebrow his face twisting at the sound or her muffles.
"Girl, if you must muffle do itelsewhere, I am in no mood to hear your sorrows" Vegeta said in a strangely gentle firm voice, did he feel sorry for her. No, he would never pity anyone.
Isabelle opened her eyes hearing him made her realize what she was doing she was observing in her own fears.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know. That.."
She stopped when Vegeta turned to face her he eased his stance keeping his arms folder he looked directly into her eyes.
She could not speak.
Many second passed the seemed like hours, as he continued to search her face but for what? many times she had been afraid of Vegeta, and still to this day she avoided him as much as she could even the day he assisted her she still felt an uneasiness around her
It was clear that he was not one to have the good of the many on his to do list.
Vegeta stepped closer still keeping his stare locked onto her eyes he snorted.
"You feel more than you pensive girl, I know you care for that Namek more than you show"
She bowed her head slightly looking at everything but this face, she bit her lower lip and the tears finally spilled over, a pain rising in her chest became sharper with every tear.
"Well girl? Out with it" he was not a patient man, though it was none of his concern he needed to know if the feelings they shared would interfere with their triumphing, also finding a nerve flicker when he intimidated an individual it brought him pleasure.
She felt intimidated afraid of what would happened if she denied everything, to lie to herself? she couldn't,, not revealing it was one denying it was another, and she had no reason to deny it she had no motive to lying.
She looked up still biting her lower lip.
"I do I, love. Him" she turned away from Vegeta's interrogations running back into the cave to hide her tears, she was not ashamed of her love for Piccolo just afraid it was wrong. Why would all be so inclined to criticize to warn her away from him. he had changed he was not that person anymore in her heart she knew it.
After Vegeta's manner of question, she wanted to feel no more fear she wanted him close to her. Its was the only place she knew she could be safe.
Vegeta stood unfazed, he knew it, he had seen it form the day she defended Piccolos honor against Bongo her brother, she did not need to tell him.
However, he had no interest in their situation, only concerned that it would affect their cause or his own. He returned to his visual.
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Leaving the scene Goku, Bongo, Poetry and Piccolo raced back toward the cave afraid that it may be too late. That this was nothing compared to what was yet to be faced
Bongo carried Poetry against his chest, her eyed closed yet she was wide- awake still shaken by the incident, what the creature said what he was about to do. She never though it would be like this, fear crept back out of the corners into the middle of her mind.
Bongo felt it her emotion and heartbeat increasing he turned to see her eyes firmly shut her hands pulled in against her chest.
"Hey, you can't let this get to you have to be strong now" He managed to say without shouting.
She nodded, yet the fear still in her mind, only time would stop the vultures of fear from circling.
Piccolo watch out of the corner of his eye the interaction between his brother and sister in law.
He could see much she meant to him, he would do anything to protect and their daughter who he was now focused on to reach before anything lese decided to show up.
They flew on Goku caught up now flying side by side to Piccolo.
Piccolos mind was only focused on one thing, reaching Isabelle to se her to safety and protect her. His chest felt tight as they came closer to their destination he wanted to now be close to her and only her, the rest could wait.
*This has gone to my head* he thought as the mountain containing the refuge cave came into view.
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Krillin Gohan and Cyndel sat in utter silence neither looking at he other.
The silence was disturbed when a distressed Isabelle swiftly walked between them her hand over her mouth to drown out her muffling cries.
After passing them by without a glance she turned a dark corner going deeper into the cavetto be alone.
Cyndel stood attempting to follow her aunt full of concern when she was gently jerked back by her wrist.
"I have to speak to her, she was crying" Cyndel whispered to Krillin who held onto her wrist, there was barely a difference in their height though Krillin was visibly older and wider from his build.
"Kid its best that you leave her on her own for now OK.don't worry she will come around" Krillin smiled releasing Cyndel's wrist.
Cyndel nodded tucking a loose strand of her blond heir behind her enlarged Namek ear, she walked back to sit beside Gohan who watched as she came to sit beside him
He watched as she slowly paced back to her spot, he ten began to think, what could be the reason for setting Isabelle off in such a way.
He looked from the direction Isabelle disappeared then glanced to the entrance of the cave where that she had moments ago came in from.
The it hit him, he strolled the 40 some feet toward the light his expression solemn the space between his eyebrows creased together.
Krillin walked out the cave entrance he stopped his hands in tight fists by his side.
"What do you want Baldy" Vegeta spat accentuate the baldy ad he felt Krillin approach long with the monks ki rising.
"What did you say to her Vegeta" Krillin said steeping closer to the saiyajin who insisted on keeping his back to the stressing monk.
Vegeta yes became slits of pleasure seeing almost hearing the blood boiling in Krillin's head.
"Ohh you mean the girl, nothing that concerns you naked mole rat go stalk the cockroches like a good little monk"
Krillin now understood that Vegeta was enjoying the circumstances, he now he had enough he would no longer let Vegeta domineer him or any other.
Krillin had come to see Isabelle as a friend and on he finds; it amusing seeing is such disarray.
He exhaled sharply and march toward the obstinate Saiyajin prince walking around him he stopped directly in front of him looking into the face that could end his life in as instant with one flick of his wrist.
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Thank you all for reading.please review.a review can say much more than just telling me someone is reading this...
