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A/N: Rereads story I... wrote this? Did I really write this? And you! Yes you! Did you really read this? How could you read this crap without wanted to gouge your eyes out?

Piccolo: STOP INSULTING THEM!

Authoress: It's not an insult! And... why am I updating this?

Piccolo: You're proving to the world that you are not just some mindless fangirl who jumps from fad to fad without finishing what she started.

Authoress: But I AM just some mindless fangirl who jumps from fad to fad without finishing anything.

Loud, strange noises are heard

Piccolo: Holds up authoress, who is now bound and gagged and slightly bruised Please excuse your authoress' absence as we are now going to... reeducate her.

Authoress: Whimper

Does it snow in the DBZ universe? Well... it does now.

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The Androids came, caused mass destruction, and then left. Tears were shed, lives were lost, good earth was destroyed. And yet, the dawn came.

Piccolo had not talked to Virginia since their last fight. He hadn't let himself think about her during the war against the Androids.

Except that he had thought about her. A lot. Thoughts of her had even distracted him during battle, had almost cost him his life. He was only able to stop worrying about her when he promised himself that he'd come apologize to her when all of... this was over. And even then he still thought about her, but it was what had kept him going, what had kept him alive.

A smile twinkled in his eyes as he saw the last snow covered hill where her home lay just beyond. He sped up, the wind almost blowing his turban from his head. His cape flapped wildly behind him, preventing any snowflakes from building up on his person. In his hand he grasped a red rose.

Unable to contain himself, he landed on the ground and ran the rest of the way. His heart pounded in his chest and his breath was short from anticipation. It wasn't until he reached her doorstep did he notice.

Nothing. There was nothing in front of him but snow.

He spun on his heels, his head jerking back and forth, up and down. His eyes darted in every direction. Yes, he had the right spot. Her house was right there. It should have been right there.

But it wasn't. Just snow.

Realization crept up on him like a snake. His eyes narrowed dangerously. His shoulders shook, his hands crumpled into fists.

He wrapped his arms around his chest, threw his head back, and screamed. His ki flared, melting the snow around him.

The rose lay forgotten on the snow. It slowly burst into flames and soon was ash.

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Well, it's finished. I can sleep easy now. It's taken me two years, but I finally finished it.

I'd like to thank each and every one of you who read this story, who enjoyed it, and who were kind enough to leave such kind and encouraging words for me. I apologize for taking so long to end this. Poor Piccolo.

I reread this story, and I realize that I left out so much and that it still holds so much potential for a great short. I wrote the majority of this story in less than a day, and I was young. It's not what I had hoped it to be. I left out a main part of the story: The rose was supposed to serve as a motif, atleast one rose being in every chapter. I realize now that I forgot that in every single chapter except this one.

For those of you who think I just ended it this way just to end it, you thought wrong. When I planned this story, this was EXACTLY how I wanted it to end. I'm proud of myself for keeping true to at least one thing with this fic.

Thank you to all, and if I ever rewrite this like I wish to.. Well, I hope to see you there!

Sincerely, Katryna Black