In Search of Amity
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Period 2
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Piccolo and Dende's conversation was not heated nor exciting, it was serious and point concentrated.
Dende couldn't help but notice Piccolo's unwavering stares of odium, along with the several hundred cells in his body that were bursting every second.
"Something is bother you, you want to tell me what it is?" Dende spoke, interrupting the conversation.
Piccolo finally blinked, shuffling his folded arms slightly, standing with his feet slightly apart he stared at the spot between his feet for a moment.
"You did something on your arrival that has given me reason to dislike you Dende, I don't know how long it will last" Piccolo explained, lifting his chin higher to assert his dominance in the conversation.
"What have I done?" Dende asked, equally as dominating in his manner, the kind disposition had vanished from the young nameks soul and Piccolo could sense it.
"Wait, you mean that girl in the library." Dende submitted suddenly snorting through his nostrils, circling his chin up and over his shoulder, he then glanced back at Piccolo
"I was surprised to find a human on the lookout, humans are not permitted up there and you know it, what was she doing there?" Dende demanded, unusual anger coming through in his eyes and body language.
Piccolos did not like the young namkians attitude, and the fact that he had forgotten everything about her.
"You don't even remember the kid you insisted on bringing up to the lookout to care for, the brat that you tossed into my corner to rear when you left!" Piccolo shouted, his voice rising on every syllable that left his lips.
Dende became confused, but then relaxes his face after searching his thoughts, he remembered a child, a child that he rescued from an allyway?
"Oh.. I see what you mean now," he said after a pause, pressing his lips together as he deliberated.
Piccolo relaxed slightly, taking a step back he watched Dende sternly for an answer.
"I thought she would have been old enough to leave by now, I didn't expect her to still be here" Dende added without curt, his face emotionless and pitiless toward Piccolo.
Piccolo felt a sudden set of emotions relating from shocked and outrage to just plain fury from what he was hearing
"You of all people should have been glad to still find her here, I was this close to throwing her back on the block were we found her" Piccolo stated giving dende an uncaring glare, his thumb and forefinger demonstrating the small amount of patients he had left.
"I didn't have time to think of sentimental shit during training, you should understand what that's like Piccolo, you never gave much attentions to those that cared for you during 'your' schedule." Dende said, giving an unforgettable look toward Piccolo, one the older namek hated, hated because it meant he didn't have the upper hand
He snarled, groaning loudly at Dende with a show of teeth before turning and walked from the room, deliberately slamming the door behind him.
Dende did not expect such an abrupt exit; Piccolo never let anyone get the best of him in an argument, especially a challenging one.
Looking over behind him he spotted his torn gi pants, he reached over picking up the blood soaked fabric with his bandaged hand, searching into the pockets he pulled out a small leather pouch.
He squinted his eyes in thought, wondering whom he should give the pouches cargo to, along with the many other gifts and souvenirs from Namek.
A small smile crept to slightly dry, cracked lips when he considered each of the receivers of the gifts.
Placing the pouch into his new gi's pocket, he threw the blood soaked one back onto the table, the others would soon arrive to see him, he took a spot on the edge of his bed with his legs hanging over the side.
Inhaling a deep breath, he bowed his head with his hands hanging between his knees and began meditating.
***
Chichi set down a hot cup of tea and lemon down on the coffee table, walking away as carefully as she could to not awake Savarna who she slept on the couch.
Successfully making it to the kitchen, she looked back at the young woman lying across the three seater and sighed.
*She did not need this, damn those Nameks and their sickening methods, * she said to herself, shaking her head solemnly and returned to her work in the kitchen.
Unknowingly to Chichi who had the tap running on full, Piccolo had entered the house and was now in the living room.
He stood silently in the open doorway of the living room, naturally his eyes focused upon the sleeping Savarna, he wondered if he should wake her now to go back up to the lookout.
The needed to fetch her clothes and books that she left behind.
*No, I can bring them to you tonight when you awaken* he decided, smiling shallowly at the woman he called his daughter.
Stepping silently across the living room, he seated himself down upon the edge of the cushy couch beside her; with his legs parted, he leaned forward resting his elbows upon his knees.
"Don't worry kid, I wont let anything happened to you.I promise" he whispered, reaching out to stroke her forehead with the pads of his fingers, smiling to himself he admired her delicate chubby cheeks, she still hadn't dropped all of the puppy fat, he preferred it if she never would.
"You promised those words to m" A voice came from behind.
Piccolo looked up to find Gohan leaning against the doorframe with his hands in his pockets; a sentimental smile on the young mans face.
"You haven't ever broken that promise to me yet, and you wont to her either" He added, standing away from the doorframe he walked quietly over to stand beside Piccolo, sliding his hand into the front pockets of his suit instead of the side ones.
"I know I didn't hear what you two talked about, but I couldn't help following you to find out what, I hope you can forgive me if im intruding" Gohan said watching him with concern, his bottom eyelids closing slightly.
Piccolo said nothing at first, slowly pulling his hand away from Savarna's forehead when she shuffled her arms closer to her face, still deep in sleep she did not even attempt to open her eyes.
"Its my and Dendes business, your concern isn't welcome, however I do forgive you" Piccolo uttered, standing up from the cushy couch he attempted to leave.
Gohan followed from a distance, taking care to be quiet so that Savarna wouldn't awaken.
However, he wasn't going to let Piccolo get away from him this time.
Once Gohan reached the outside he stopped when he saw Piccolo standing in an open area, the gentle wind whisking beneath his cape, blowing upward thought the ankles of his gi bottoms.
"You cant hide what your feeling from me, remember that you trained me to sense the feeling of others, almost as good as you, huh. you kinda turned me into a median you know" Gohan said humorously, trying to lighten Piccolo's mood.
Piccolo snorted a single chuckle; looking down to the grass by his feet he suddenly remembered his disappointment.
He did not expect Dende to be so different, he was naive to expect the young namek to be the same individual as when he left.
"I suppose im disappointed that my expectations were not met more than anything else," Piccolo said, when Gohan came to stand beside him, watching his namekian mentor strangely.
"Its hard to cope with that, but. I get the feeling that something else is bothering you.and it isn't what happened on the lookout either." Gohan pressured passively, staring boreholes though Piccolo's cheekbone.
"I could see it in his eyes, he isn't the same individual anymore, not just grown up he seems altered mentally and spiritually" Piccolo said, wondering if Gohan understood what he was saying any better than he did.
Gohan looked down rubbing his chin gently; he had not seen Dende yet but did not have to imagine how different the namekian could be.
"What he did today is more than clear that something has happened to him, I don't need to see him to believe that. What I need to see to make a better assumption is to see if he has changed the way he handles things," he said, glancing firmly at Piccolo.
Piccolo said nothing in response, his eyes focussed toward the outskirts of the Son large property; it was the prefect farm, except without the sheep and cattle.
"You don't have to be afraid to tell me what you really think Piccolo, im a big boy and can handle that kind of stuff" Gohan reminded him. The pair stood silently for a momant before Gohan shuffles his feet indicating his leaving.
*I know, But hell I wish you weren't, I wish you had stayed that little boy who went fishing in the lake* Piccolo response to himself.
Closing his eyes, the memory of a smiling young boy with ruffles black hair passed through Piccolo's mind, above his head the young gohan held a giant fish that wiggled furiously, young Gohans laughter was uninhibited and brought a smile to even the most cold of hearts.
He missed the young Gohan more than anything on earth, however he didn't love the man he had become any less.
"Im going to go and see him, ill let you know what happens Piccolo, you can expect a visit from me soon" he said walking away, after a few feet he stopped turning his head slightly to the left.
"We are agreed that with the way things are looking, we are going to have to force an answer out of him, you know that dont you" Gohan asked solumnly, he hated what he was proposing.
"Yes.I know" Piccolo responded, his voice hinting that he was close a strategy of how to get information from Dende.
Gohan left soon after, Piccolo didn't have what he needed before he could leave, he entered the house and took a spot on the recliner where he watched Savarna sleep, he would wait for her to awaken to take her with him.
It was the only way for his mind to be at ease, for her to be by his side.
"You aged waste" a voice whispered harshly from behind.
Piccolo did not even flinch from the insult, ignoring chichi completely.
"How dare you, how dare you allow it all to happened, you should have been there with her" She continued, walking around to stand in front of him with her hands firmly upon her hips, angered that he was ignoring her.
"You heartless child of saten, I knew you would come back out of your shell again one day. It was something I always warned Goku about, you are still careless" she accused brutally at the namek, and still his attention was solely focussed upon the sleeping Savarna.
Chichi rocked her head from side to side, waiting for her antics to force piccolo to acknowledge her words, or at least turn his eyes toward her.
"I have a mind to take her away from your site, you would never be around her with your evil influence and careless nature again!" she snitched out swiftly, her face closing in toward the namek.
Piccolo eyes snapped toward her, in the blink of an eye he stood over Chichi with his eyes fixated to hers, inside his closed fists his knuckles were grinding into his palms, he never took notice of her insults before but now she had gone too far.
The namek gently licked his lips, smiling broadly with his eyes freakishly wide.
"You have no clue how lucky you are to be married to a man that I admire and be the mother of a man I consider a son.. if it weren't for them, your hide wouldn't be worth the grounded grout between your floor tiles." He whispered through slightly parted lips, his face inches from Chichi.
Chichi was forced into silence, her eyes looking from one to the other of the unwavering Nameks, she was certain that he heard her gulp which made her more nervous.
Piccolo stepped away and took a seat back on the couch, ignoring chichi once again until she finally left the room, Inhaling deeply he rested his lips against his knitted hands.
"No ones going to take you away from me. no one, I don't care who they are" he whispered against his skin, muffling the sound out almost completely to anyone but himself and he gently shut his lash less emerald eyelids.
***
It had been almost an hour from the time Piccolo stormed out, Dende was deep in meditation, he only wished It were a more pleasant one.
Eyelids straining together tightly in intervals, the corner it his mouth twitching occasionally, his throat murmuring low growls.
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It's starting to get very hot outside Dende, would you like a drink of water." Murri asked the adolescent who meditated beside him.
Creaking open his left eye Dende nodded to the elder.
"That would be very good, im not sure if ill last much longer. how is it possible that this sudden heat came around?" Dende went on as Murri stood up and headed for the entrance of the hut they were in.
The elder stopped, tapping his cane once on the dirt floor.
"Im not certain young one, it could be the trajectory of the planet that is causing it, you stay here, and I will go and have a look. I will be back in just a moment" Murri assured with a smile, Dende's eyes glued to the elder as he walked out of view.
Hours passed, no it must have been almost half the day, Murri had not returned from his short exploration and to fetch water.
Walking outside Dende looked around, it was still unbearably hot even after he removed his upper gi; he noticed that over the ridge to his left there were flashes of light, and smoke rising into the air.
"What the?" he frowned, walking at first toward the ridge, and then he started to jog which then morphed into a desperate run.
Out of breath and his leg muscles all but pulled he reached the ridge, his heart sung into the very bottom bit of his stomach, his jaw dropped open and slid forward slightly, his hands shook like a frightened rabbit..
********** END MEMORY**********
His left eye slit open when heavy stomping footsteps were approaching down the hallway.
He leaped off the edge of the bed and to his feet; unable to detect who was coming he decided to meet them face-to-face.
The thumbing boots came closer, he could make out grunts and huffs as well, and seconds before they reached the door Dende recognised who is was.
The door swung open, hitting the wall that it was hinged to hard, leaving a visible dent in the white plaster.
"You have some explaining to do bean stalk!" Vegeta boomed, storming into the room with fire filled eyes.
"Ve..Vegeta?" Dende stuttered, stepping back from the Saiyan that came towards him.
"No introduction bull move on to the main part" Vegeta stated, stopping feet from Dende he placed his hands on his hips.
"Ok..Eh... how. have you been?" Dende solicited with some hesitation. Vegeta rolled his eyes, shaking his hand angrily from side to side in front of him.
"NO you idiot, I want to know what happened on the lookout, what brought on the battle between you and extra large pickle" Vegeta demanded, taking a large step forward he latched a hold of Dende's gi collar between his strong fingers.
"A misunderstanding, that's what happened on the lookout and nothing else" Dende answered, trying not to breath in Vegeta's breath as it hissed through the sayajins teeth.
Vegeta scrutinised Dende, searching for any reason to doubt his integrity in his answer, finding none Vegeta hesitantly released Dende collar.
Dende stood up straight & adjusting his collar back into its place, ignoring Vegeta until he was finished
"A misunderstanding with that much power. must have been one hell of a misunderstanding" Vegeta spat, but couldn't be bothered with Dende any longer, turning he headed for the doorway stopping just beneath the doorframe.
"By the way.Its agreeable to see you again " the prince issued in a less aggressive tone, then without awaiting a response left the room silently.
".Yeah, you too Vegeta " Dende answer truthfully to the empty room.
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Thank you for reading. and thank you for your reviews.
A/N: To Dreamwraith. hehe you clever thing, I never realised that about the titles. cool spotting!
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Period 2
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Piccolo and Dende's conversation was not heated nor exciting, it was serious and point concentrated.
Dende couldn't help but notice Piccolo's unwavering stares of odium, along with the several hundred cells in his body that were bursting every second.
"Something is bother you, you want to tell me what it is?" Dende spoke, interrupting the conversation.
Piccolo finally blinked, shuffling his folded arms slightly, standing with his feet slightly apart he stared at the spot between his feet for a moment.
"You did something on your arrival that has given me reason to dislike you Dende, I don't know how long it will last" Piccolo explained, lifting his chin higher to assert his dominance in the conversation.
"What have I done?" Dende asked, equally as dominating in his manner, the kind disposition had vanished from the young nameks soul and Piccolo could sense it.
"Wait, you mean that girl in the library." Dende submitted suddenly snorting through his nostrils, circling his chin up and over his shoulder, he then glanced back at Piccolo
"I was surprised to find a human on the lookout, humans are not permitted up there and you know it, what was she doing there?" Dende demanded, unusual anger coming through in his eyes and body language.
Piccolos did not like the young namkians attitude, and the fact that he had forgotten everything about her.
"You don't even remember the kid you insisted on bringing up to the lookout to care for, the brat that you tossed into my corner to rear when you left!" Piccolo shouted, his voice rising on every syllable that left his lips.
Dende became confused, but then relaxes his face after searching his thoughts, he remembered a child, a child that he rescued from an allyway?
"Oh.. I see what you mean now," he said after a pause, pressing his lips together as he deliberated.
Piccolo relaxed slightly, taking a step back he watched Dende sternly for an answer.
"I thought she would have been old enough to leave by now, I didn't expect her to still be here" Dende added without curt, his face emotionless and pitiless toward Piccolo.
Piccolo felt a sudden set of emotions relating from shocked and outrage to just plain fury from what he was hearing
"You of all people should have been glad to still find her here, I was this close to throwing her back on the block were we found her" Piccolo stated giving dende an uncaring glare, his thumb and forefinger demonstrating the small amount of patients he had left.
"I didn't have time to think of sentimental shit during training, you should understand what that's like Piccolo, you never gave much attentions to those that cared for you during 'your' schedule." Dende said, giving an unforgettable look toward Piccolo, one the older namek hated, hated because it meant he didn't have the upper hand
He snarled, groaning loudly at Dende with a show of teeth before turning and walked from the room, deliberately slamming the door behind him.
Dende did not expect such an abrupt exit; Piccolo never let anyone get the best of him in an argument, especially a challenging one.
Looking over behind him he spotted his torn gi pants, he reached over picking up the blood soaked fabric with his bandaged hand, searching into the pockets he pulled out a small leather pouch.
He squinted his eyes in thought, wondering whom he should give the pouches cargo to, along with the many other gifts and souvenirs from Namek.
A small smile crept to slightly dry, cracked lips when he considered each of the receivers of the gifts.
Placing the pouch into his new gi's pocket, he threw the blood soaked one back onto the table, the others would soon arrive to see him, he took a spot on the edge of his bed with his legs hanging over the side.
Inhaling a deep breath, he bowed his head with his hands hanging between his knees and began meditating.
***
Chichi set down a hot cup of tea and lemon down on the coffee table, walking away as carefully as she could to not awake Savarna who she slept on the couch.
Successfully making it to the kitchen, she looked back at the young woman lying across the three seater and sighed.
*She did not need this, damn those Nameks and their sickening methods, * she said to herself, shaking her head solemnly and returned to her work in the kitchen.
Unknowingly to Chichi who had the tap running on full, Piccolo had entered the house and was now in the living room.
He stood silently in the open doorway of the living room, naturally his eyes focused upon the sleeping Savarna, he wondered if he should wake her now to go back up to the lookout.
The needed to fetch her clothes and books that she left behind.
*No, I can bring them to you tonight when you awaken* he decided, smiling shallowly at the woman he called his daughter.
Stepping silently across the living room, he seated himself down upon the edge of the cushy couch beside her; with his legs parted, he leaned forward resting his elbows upon his knees.
"Don't worry kid, I wont let anything happened to you.I promise" he whispered, reaching out to stroke her forehead with the pads of his fingers, smiling to himself he admired her delicate chubby cheeks, she still hadn't dropped all of the puppy fat, he preferred it if she never would.
"You promised those words to m" A voice came from behind.
Piccolo looked up to find Gohan leaning against the doorframe with his hands in his pockets; a sentimental smile on the young mans face.
"You haven't ever broken that promise to me yet, and you wont to her either" He added, standing away from the doorframe he walked quietly over to stand beside Piccolo, sliding his hand into the front pockets of his suit instead of the side ones.
"I know I didn't hear what you two talked about, but I couldn't help following you to find out what, I hope you can forgive me if im intruding" Gohan said watching him with concern, his bottom eyelids closing slightly.
Piccolo said nothing at first, slowly pulling his hand away from Savarna's forehead when she shuffled her arms closer to her face, still deep in sleep she did not even attempt to open her eyes.
"Its my and Dendes business, your concern isn't welcome, however I do forgive you" Piccolo uttered, standing up from the cushy couch he attempted to leave.
Gohan followed from a distance, taking care to be quiet so that Savarna wouldn't awaken.
However, he wasn't going to let Piccolo get away from him this time.
Once Gohan reached the outside he stopped when he saw Piccolo standing in an open area, the gentle wind whisking beneath his cape, blowing upward thought the ankles of his gi bottoms.
"You cant hide what your feeling from me, remember that you trained me to sense the feeling of others, almost as good as you, huh. you kinda turned me into a median you know" Gohan said humorously, trying to lighten Piccolo's mood.
Piccolo snorted a single chuckle; looking down to the grass by his feet he suddenly remembered his disappointment.
He did not expect Dende to be so different, he was naive to expect the young namek to be the same individual as when he left.
"I suppose im disappointed that my expectations were not met more than anything else," Piccolo said, when Gohan came to stand beside him, watching his namekian mentor strangely.
"Its hard to cope with that, but. I get the feeling that something else is bothering you.and it isn't what happened on the lookout either." Gohan pressured passively, staring boreholes though Piccolo's cheekbone.
"I could see it in his eyes, he isn't the same individual anymore, not just grown up he seems altered mentally and spiritually" Piccolo said, wondering if Gohan understood what he was saying any better than he did.
Gohan looked down rubbing his chin gently; he had not seen Dende yet but did not have to imagine how different the namekian could be.
"What he did today is more than clear that something has happened to him, I don't need to see him to believe that. What I need to see to make a better assumption is to see if he has changed the way he handles things," he said, glancing firmly at Piccolo.
Piccolo said nothing in response, his eyes focussed toward the outskirts of the Son large property; it was the prefect farm, except without the sheep and cattle.
"You don't have to be afraid to tell me what you really think Piccolo, im a big boy and can handle that kind of stuff" Gohan reminded him. The pair stood silently for a momant before Gohan shuffles his feet indicating his leaving.
*I know, But hell I wish you weren't, I wish you had stayed that little boy who went fishing in the lake* Piccolo response to himself.
Closing his eyes, the memory of a smiling young boy with ruffles black hair passed through Piccolo's mind, above his head the young gohan held a giant fish that wiggled furiously, young Gohans laughter was uninhibited and brought a smile to even the most cold of hearts.
He missed the young Gohan more than anything on earth, however he didn't love the man he had become any less.
"Im going to go and see him, ill let you know what happens Piccolo, you can expect a visit from me soon" he said walking away, after a few feet he stopped turning his head slightly to the left.
"We are agreed that with the way things are looking, we are going to have to force an answer out of him, you know that dont you" Gohan asked solumnly, he hated what he was proposing.
"Yes.I know" Piccolo responded, his voice hinting that he was close a strategy of how to get information from Dende.
Gohan left soon after, Piccolo didn't have what he needed before he could leave, he entered the house and took a spot on the recliner where he watched Savarna sleep, he would wait for her to awaken to take her with him.
It was the only way for his mind to be at ease, for her to be by his side.
"You aged waste" a voice whispered harshly from behind.
Piccolo did not even flinch from the insult, ignoring chichi completely.
"How dare you, how dare you allow it all to happened, you should have been there with her" She continued, walking around to stand in front of him with her hands firmly upon her hips, angered that he was ignoring her.
"You heartless child of saten, I knew you would come back out of your shell again one day. It was something I always warned Goku about, you are still careless" she accused brutally at the namek, and still his attention was solely focussed upon the sleeping Savarna.
Chichi rocked her head from side to side, waiting for her antics to force piccolo to acknowledge her words, or at least turn his eyes toward her.
"I have a mind to take her away from your site, you would never be around her with your evil influence and careless nature again!" she snitched out swiftly, her face closing in toward the namek.
Piccolo eyes snapped toward her, in the blink of an eye he stood over Chichi with his eyes fixated to hers, inside his closed fists his knuckles were grinding into his palms, he never took notice of her insults before but now she had gone too far.
The namek gently licked his lips, smiling broadly with his eyes freakishly wide.
"You have no clue how lucky you are to be married to a man that I admire and be the mother of a man I consider a son.. if it weren't for them, your hide wouldn't be worth the grounded grout between your floor tiles." He whispered through slightly parted lips, his face inches from Chichi.
Chichi was forced into silence, her eyes looking from one to the other of the unwavering Nameks, she was certain that he heard her gulp which made her more nervous.
Piccolo stepped away and took a seat back on the couch, ignoring chichi once again until she finally left the room, Inhaling deeply he rested his lips against his knitted hands.
"No ones going to take you away from me. no one, I don't care who they are" he whispered against his skin, muffling the sound out almost completely to anyone but himself and he gently shut his lash less emerald eyelids.
***
It had been almost an hour from the time Piccolo stormed out, Dende was deep in meditation, he only wished It were a more pleasant one.
Eyelids straining together tightly in intervals, the corner it his mouth twitching occasionally, his throat murmuring low growls.
********** BEGIN MEMORY**********
It's starting to get very hot outside Dende, would you like a drink of water." Murri asked the adolescent who meditated beside him.
Creaking open his left eye Dende nodded to the elder.
"That would be very good, im not sure if ill last much longer. how is it possible that this sudden heat came around?" Dende went on as Murri stood up and headed for the entrance of the hut they were in.
The elder stopped, tapping his cane once on the dirt floor.
"Im not certain young one, it could be the trajectory of the planet that is causing it, you stay here, and I will go and have a look. I will be back in just a moment" Murri assured with a smile, Dende's eyes glued to the elder as he walked out of view.
Hours passed, no it must have been almost half the day, Murri had not returned from his short exploration and to fetch water.
Walking outside Dende looked around, it was still unbearably hot even after he removed his upper gi; he noticed that over the ridge to his left there were flashes of light, and smoke rising into the air.
"What the?" he frowned, walking at first toward the ridge, and then he started to jog which then morphed into a desperate run.
Out of breath and his leg muscles all but pulled he reached the ridge, his heart sung into the very bottom bit of his stomach, his jaw dropped open and slid forward slightly, his hands shook like a frightened rabbit..
********** END MEMORY**********
His left eye slit open when heavy stomping footsteps were approaching down the hallway.
He leaped off the edge of the bed and to his feet; unable to detect who was coming he decided to meet them face-to-face.
The thumbing boots came closer, he could make out grunts and huffs as well, and seconds before they reached the door Dende recognised who is was.
The door swung open, hitting the wall that it was hinged to hard, leaving a visible dent in the white plaster.
"You have some explaining to do bean stalk!" Vegeta boomed, storming into the room with fire filled eyes.
"Ve..Vegeta?" Dende stuttered, stepping back from the Saiyan that came towards him.
"No introduction bull move on to the main part" Vegeta stated, stopping feet from Dende he placed his hands on his hips.
"Ok..Eh... how. have you been?" Dende solicited with some hesitation. Vegeta rolled his eyes, shaking his hand angrily from side to side in front of him.
"NO you idiot, I want to know what happened on the lookout, what brought on the battle between you and extra large pickle" Vegeta demanded, taking a large step forward he latched a hold of Dende's gi collar between his strong fingers.
"A misunderstanding, that's what happened on the lookout and nothing else" Dende answered, trying not to breath in Vegeta's breath as it hissed through the sayajins teeth.
Vegeta scrutinised Dende, searching for any reason to doubt his integrity in his answer, finding none Vegeta hesitantly released Dende collar.
Dende stood up straight & adjusting his collar back into its place, ignoring Vegeta until he was finished
"A misunderstanding with that much power. must have been one hell of a misunderstanding" Vegeta spat, but couldn't be bothered with Dende any longer, turning he headed for the doorway stopping just beneath the doorframe.
"By the way.Its agreeable to see you again " the prince issued in a less aggressive tone, then without awaiting a response left the room silently.
".Yeah, you too Vegeta " Dende answer truthfully to the empty room.
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Thank you for reading. and thank you for your reviews.
A/N: To Dreamwraith. hehe you clever thing, I never realised that about the titles. cool spotting!
