Author's Note: I hope everyone's liking the crazy old story of mine. I've considered revamping it, one of these days, but who knows. It's fine the way it is, not perfect, but then what is, right? But anyway, college midterms just happened today, so you can say my brain's a little fried. Just a tad. Yet I post. Why? Because it's not related to school in any way shape or form, and because it exists. One last thing before I let you read the actual story is that when I was writing this story back in my freshman year of high school, my goal was to have it finished by his birthday. And I managed it, starting on my birthday, which is February 14th. It was just a crazy little idea that popped into my head after reading this other fan fiction, which is actually one of my favorites of all time, called "Remember Me". It's a Ronin Warrior's fan fiction about Anubis's birthday, which is actually just four days before Piccolo's, if anyone cares. So on Children's Day. But that's where this all got started. Oh, and I just noticed that for some reason the section breaks that I have on the word documents aren't showing up here on , so either I'll figure something out or you'll all have to continue being confused. The second option, I don't like, but for now at least you all will have to try and figure it all out. Good luck, and happy reading.

The Plan

Part III

Piccolo still looked in the direction that they had left. His teeth and fists firmly clenched. "This day just keeps getting better..." he thought.

"Hey! While I'm here, how about you and I go all out, one on one." Vegeta suggested with a grin.

Piccolo smiled, closing his eyes.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Vegeta asked.

Piccolo turned to face Vegeta. "Is that a challenge Vegeta?"

"Unless you're too much of a coward to accept it." Vegeta answered.

"Bring it on!" Piccolo said as he got into a fighting stance and prepared for his second sparing session that day." Let's see if you can get me to break a sweat."

Vegeta smiled and then lifted his hands in the air, powering up. As soon as he was finished, he looked at Piccolo. He held up his right hand, palm faced towards his namekian opponent. "Prepare yourself for... the wrath of a saiyan!!!!" With that, their battle began. Vegeta sent his blast at Piccolo, who easily blocked it, and sent a few stronger blasts back in return. Then the hand-to-hand combat began.

Vegeta flew at Piccolo at top speed and threw a left jab at him. Piccolo countered that and kicked the saiyan prince flying through the air and back against a rocky cliff face. But he was right back with an elbow right into Piccolo's knee. With that, Piccolo elevated above Vegeta and blasted down with machine-gun type energy blasts. Vegeta soon recovered from the shock of the blasts and sent a large beam from his hand. Piccolo just smiled and sent a beam of his own that canceled Vegeta's out. "Don't tell me that's all you have left in you Vegeta!" Piccolo said as he sent another attack.

"I'm just getting warmed up!" Vegeta remarked and started attacking again. This time he let loose a powerful beam from his right hand with his left hand held tightly around his wrist for support. Piccolo dodged the beam, only to move directly behind Vegeta. He grasped both hands tightly together and pounded down on Vegeta's skull. The arrogant prince was sent falling downwards very dazed.

Piccolo flew down beside Vegeta as he fell, and grabbed him by both his arms and torso. He smiled at the helpless saiyan, bearing his gleaming white and sharp teeth. "Oh Vegeta, I should tell you something."

"And...what might...that be?" Vegeta said as he tried to break loose while looking his namek captor strait in the eyes.

"I haven't even started yet." Piccolo said in a clear and strong low voice. The ground was coming fast, and Vegeta knew it. He clenched his teeth, preparing for the impact. Then, just before they hit ground, Piccolo let his hold on Vegeta go and flew upwards, leaving the saiyan free.

In a split second, Vegeta put out his now free hands and did a sort of back flip to land on his feet again. He looked up, Piccolo was levitated 10 feet above him, arms crossed and smiling with a mix of both satisfaction and cruelty. The namek's eyes were narrow but shown bright with an evil glare shining down at the saiyan prince. Vegeta glared back at him, and soon a smile shown on his face as well.

"By the way, there's something I've been meaning to tell you as well." Vegeta said with dignity.

"And that might that be?" Piccolo asked without hesitation.

"I haven't even begun to get started yet, either!" Vegeta yelled as he launched another head-on attack on Piccolo.

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"I hate this..." Gohan grumbled as he dried a bowl that he had just washed. Chi-Me looked in through the kitchen door and smiled in at her brother. Dish soap clung to his clothes, apron, and hair, and his hands were wet with warm and soapy water. He looked away from her and back into the sink full of dirty dishes. "Why did I have to loose?" Gohan thought to himself.

"Oh Gohan? Have you finished with those dishes yet?" Chi-Chi asked him from the other side of the room. She was taking a huge cake out of the oven while she waited for Gohan to answer.

Gohan looked up. "I'm almost done!" Gohan answered in a cheerful voice.

"Good. After you finish you can help me put the frosting on the cake. After it cools off, of course." Chi-Chi said to her son.

Gohan smiled, "OK!" He cheerfully said to his mother's offer. Then he silently grumbled and went back to washing his ever-growing pile of dirty dishes. "Eating dinner is a lot easier than making it," he said into the bubbles and water.

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Chi-Me walked away from the kitchen and headed towards her room. "Well, Gohan's sure got his work cut out for him," she said to herself. "But this whole thing was his idea." She opened the door and walked over to the bunk bed she and Gohan shared. When she reached the ladder, she climbed up to her top bunk and crawled over to her pillow. As soon as she reached it, the young saiyan moved it aside to reveal a single sheet of loose-leaf paper and a pencil. She listened carefully to make sure nobody was around and then satisfied, picked up the paper and pencil. "I hope he likes it." Chi-Me said as she held up the paper. "Now all I have to do is finish writing it."

The paper she held out in front of her had on it the beginning of a poem. Chi-Me had been working hard on it in her free time for a week, but still hadn't come up with the right ending. It would be her gift to Piccolo, a gift from the heart. "Now, about that ending..." she said to herself as she held the pencil in her hand and raised the lead over the paper, ready to write. So far it read...

Piccolo San Daisuki

Love,

Friendship,

Inseparable partners,

It's an unbreakable bond.

You have always been there for me,

And I will always be there for you.

You have taught me so much,

So much in such a short time.

I started out weak, timid, and afraid,

But you have made me strong.

You brought out the warrior in me.

The warrior that was locked up inside for so long,

And waiting to be set free.

Without you I would be lost,

I would be afraid,

I would be nothing.

You've shown me the strength in our friendship,

You've shown me how to fight,

You've shown me that I can do anything,

And you've shown me how to grow.

Everyday and night I feel you're by my side,

Watching to make sure that I stay safe from harm,

I try my very best to make you proud,

And it flatters me when you smile to show me that I have,

I want to thank you for those times,

And I'm proud to say that you're my trainer.

"I can't just stop there." Chi-Me said, frustrated after all her hard work and

thinking. "Maybe two more stanzas...yeah!" She thought for a moment and then said, "I've got it!" She continued writing, and quickly was finished with another stanza. After a moment's pause she started on a new line and soon completed another stanza. But it still wasn't enough. "It's still missing something...but what?" She sat there for a long time, reading the poem over and over again. But she still felt it was missing something. Was she missing something so obvious that she just plain overlooked it?

She stared at the paper. Thinking hard about the task at hand. Then it hit her.

"You know, that just might work. The title, it's perfect. And it even rhymes! How could I have missed that?!"

Quickly she wrote down the last line of the poem and read it through one more

time...

...Somehow I want to thank you for all you've done.

I want to find a way to give it all back to you,

In hopes to be the perfect warrior,

And the perfect friend.

You mean so much to me,

And no matter what, you're always in my heart,

Deep down within my soul.

And I just want you to remember,

Through the sun and rainy weather.

No matter where you are,

Or where I may be,

I am part of you,

As you are part of me.

Piccolo san daisuki.

"Perfect!" Chi-Me exclaimed proudly. "I hope he likes it. I've worked so hard on it, and now it's finally done. All I have to do now, is wrap it in something and wait for the party to start." She slipped her feet over the side of the bed and jumped down to the floor. "I wonder how Vegeta's doing?" She looked over towards the digital clock on their dresser. It read 9:30 am. "His shift is half over now. I guess things are going ok. Only four more hours to go."

With that, Chi-Me walked out of her room, poem in hand.

"Are you ready to give up yet, Vegeta?" Piccolo mocked the saiyan prince. "You can't win." He looked down at Vegeta, who had fallen to the ground, face down. Piccolo smiled as he struggled to get up.

"If you truly believe that you have beaten me...you're dead wrong..." Vegeta said as he pushed his way to his feet again. A small cut had opened on his lip, and a trickle of blood ran down his chin. Without taking his eyes from Piccolo, Vegeta wiped the blood away.

"That's big talk coming from such a little man. Give up before you get yourself hurt." Piccolo advised.

"Never." Vegeta answered. "I'm a saiyan, I will never give up and I will never surrender. I will beat you."

"Your saiyan pride will be your downfall, Vegeta." Piccolo said back. "Give up now, and I'll let you go in peace." He offered.

"I already told you. I will never give up, I will win!" With that, Vegeta started fighting againIt won't be you who has the last laugh."

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'Hey...Choazu. Any sign of him yet?' Goku asked telepathically as Choazu flew around in the distance watching for any sign of Piccolo.

'Not yet, Goku. Vegeta must be doing his job, and keeping Piccolo from getting suspicious.' Answered Choazu as he continued surveying the land below him.

'That's good. Remember now...' Goku started to comment, but Choazu's mind voice interrupted him.

'...As soon as you see Piccolo, tell you ASAP. I know Goku, you've told me already.' Choazu told him.

'That, and if we resort to plan B, I'll tell you.' Goku added in.

'That is 'if' we do plan B.'

'Right.' Goku said, and then disconnected his telepathic link with Choazu. He looked blankly at the forest around him. "That all depends on how quickly the preparations can be made.

To be continued...