Here it is folks!! The chapter where you finally find out why Piccolo is acting sooo hormonal!! Of course, now it's Goku's turn to act like the hormonal brat......O.o

Chapter 9: Piccolo

Piccolo let go of Yamcha who stared at him, completely shocked by what he had just done. "Well," Piccolo said panting a little. "How was that? Did you feel anything special?"

Yamcha shook his head. "No," he replied. "No, I didn't."

"And for me, you felt nothingness?"

"Yes."

"So now you see, there is no love between us other then the love of friends. At one point I know there was something deeper, but it's gone now and we need to move on to other people."

Yamcha nodded. "I'm sorry I didn't see that sooner. Maybe I did somewhere and just choose to ignore it. I guess I just wasn't ready to let go," he said. "But...Are we still cool?" He held out his hand.

"Like brothers, my Home Dog," Piccolo replied taking the hand to pull Yamcha into a hug. "Anyway, I'd better get back to Goku," he said letting the human go. "I'll still wait for you later if you want me too."

"Nah, you got someone else to wait for. Hope you two last longer then we did."

"Thanks," Piccolo said. He returned to his room where he noticed the window open and his lover's absence. "Oh no," he whispered covering his face in shame. "Oh Goku, I'm so sorry." He turned around and grabbed a jacket on his way out. "Hey Yamcha," he called.

"Yeah Pic?" came Yamcha's muffled reply from inside his room.

"Goku is gone. I'm gonna go look for him."

Yamcha's door swung open. "What?" he cried. "Why would he run off?"

Piccolo stopped at the door. "He saw us. We didn't know he was there, but he defiantly saw us. I have to talk to him."

"He may not be in the mood to talk," Yamcha gently pointed out.

"No, he won't; but he'll listen to me. I would listen to him." And with that, the Namek set out to find his heartbroken lover.

Piccolo knocked on the apartment door and waited for someone to answer. He hoped someone was home. After several minutes of driving he realized that Goku was "homeless" during this time, and had to go all the way to Chichi's place to ask where he might be. She said that he always crashed at Krillin's when things got bad and told him how to get there.

The sounds of someone tiredly bumping into a wall and swearing loudly as they moved down the hall toward the door were heard before the locked clicked open and the door was thrown was thrown open. There stood Goku; once his eyes saw Piccolo's, his body froze, as did the Namek's.

"Goku," he breathed and reached out to touch his face. The Saiyan knocked his hand away.

"You love Yamcha!" he cried and swiftly shut the door in Piccolo's face.

"Goku," Piccolo called. "Goku let me explain. You don't understand, please listen to me."

"I understand you don't love me!" Goku called back. "Go away! I never want to see you again!!"

"Goku don't say that! I do love you, I truly, honestly do. I love you more then anything or anyone on the world. Nothing can ever change that. I'll never be able to love anyone, to give love to anyone, the same way I did with you. Look inside your heart; you can feel it, I know you can. We are one and we need each other. I can't stand not having you by my side, you can't bear it either. We are part of each other now, we are one, our spirits are forever a part of each other, we can never escape each other. If you're happy, I'm happy. If you're sad, I'm sad too. And if you die, know that I won't be far in following you to the other world no matter how far away you may be. I know you'll do the same for me. Please Goku, don't do this. Don't separate us. I can't stand to leave knowing you'll be in so much pain, pain we can ease by being with one another. Goku? If I loved Yamcha more then you, would I be here now begging you to forgive me? Goku? Goku?!"

The boy didn't reply. Piccolo knocked and called out the youth's name but still no reply came. Tears filled Piccolo's eyes and he rested his head against the door. Softly he muttered the name of his lover over and over against the cool wood of the door. Finally he began to part from the door and turned to leave. Every step he took was like stabbing another knife into his heart. And of course there was no death, only pain.

End Chapter 9!

Awwwww......Poor Piccolo. Think he deserves it?