Disclaimer: See chapter 1.
Ok, I'm averaging a chapter or story a day, I think... actually I think two. My mind must still be in "writing mode" from those senior portfolios. And I'm drawing... I should be working on my Latin... wow, something has to burn out soon.
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Although I can handle any kind of weather without much difficulty, I am most uncomfortable in Spring. It's getting brighter and warmer, and my sinus' are going crazy. And to top it off, Humans start to get rowdier when Spring hits. And I was working in the right place to know that...
I needed money to pay off the rest of the ring that my father's fortune couldn't cover. Stupid, expensive trinket. I hated interacting with Humans. I hated being with Humans. But I wanted to take the planet from them, so I have to study their psychological weaknesses. Not just the max- and-min thresholds, but those small faults in character and how to take advantage of them.
"Dorai-saa~n!" The girls greeted me when I came to work today. Oddly enough, my popularity shot up even more when I was found dancing with Jin. Why? Because I could dance, apparently. And enjoy it. It seems most men wont go to clubs to dance. Well, the extra attention didn't bother me as much, especially since Uwaki now has a grudge against me for screaming at her. Whenever she sees me, she only puts her nose in the air and walks away. That makes me kind of... happy.
Jin came in shortly after I. She didn't get the same greeting that I did: she was whistled at usually. One guy made the mistake of calling her "Jin-chan" once, and found himself across the bar with a broken nose. Even so, she didn't mind the rest. I think it was because Shuran now cowered from her, even though his black eye had been gone for a while. Maybe things are looking better then the season's letting on.
Nama had the bar's television a sports channel most of the time. I was never particularly interested in them, so I didn't pay attention usually. But now, they were showing something very familiar to me. It seems that all day they were showing the footage from the 23rd Tenkaichi Budokai, and as soon as Jin noticed it, it seemed like she couldn't keep her eyes off of it. I tried to ignore the program as much as I could, but everyone kept talking about it. And Jin wasn't talking at all. She was only working and watching. Well, I thought, it makes sense that she's into martial arts.
Suddenly, Shuran turned back to himself when he saw Jin's new obsession. "You seem to be enjoying yourself. Hey... is that a rosy cheek I see? Maybe you have some human emotions after all? I bet you like that muscular guy with the weird hair-do and in the orange gi. Am I right? Hmm?"
I froze. Jin... likes Son Goku? Impossible. She hates idiots. But then again, it was evident that she was staring a lot during the final round (or what footage was had of it). And I heard her comment that he seemed to be the "superior fighter" in almost all situations. I started watching her reactions, and found she blushed a lot at a certain time... when Son overpowered my own blast, meant to kill the spectators. I remember clearly the fear I had. For a moment, even if it was short, I was scared that I may die from the energy wave he used to dissipate my own. Maybe... intelligence doesn't matter that much to Jin. Not as much as strength.
What am I worrying about? I asked myself. She can like whoever she wants, right? I'm not after her heart. We're not together. We're just friends...
That's when I came to realise that as soon as I am finished with my "job" here, no matter what, I cannot see Jin again. As much as we may have in common, she'd probably run off like the rest if she saw my true form; if she saw that I am Piccolo. I sighed heavily in response to this thought. Surely she wouldn't see me as a friend anymore.
"Dorai!" Uwaki wined behind me.
However, I wouldn't care if that thing ran away in fear from me.
"Come on, Dorai! Just give me the cocktail! Jin's not listening and you know that I can't mix stuff myself!"
I turned back to the bar and prepared the order that she needed, then sent her on her way, all without a word. When I felt that these irrational feelings had gone far enough, I turned to Nama with a question. "Could you switch the channel to something else? They're just playing it over and over again."
My employer looked up from the paperwork he was doing at the edge of the bar. "Sure. My sister's coming anyway. She hates fighting." He clicked it to a different sports station, breaking Jin from her unnatural trance.
Soon the sister he spoke of came. Entered was the mother of Uwaki, Taifu. When the daughter attempted to greet her, she was immediately brushed aside in favor of Nama.
"Ni-chan!" she called out happily, "How are you? You look pretty healthy, especially that gut of yours."
He laughed with her to this and hugged her. "Onee-san! You're here! How long are you staying in North Capital this time?"
"Not much more than a few days. Oh! Where's those darling little boys you have manning the bars?"
He scratched his head in the anxiety of the touchy subject. "Feri and Aure... both came down ill. I had to replace both of them. But my new head bartenders, dare I say, are much more skilled. They're both here." He gestured towards us. "The girl there is Jin Uotsuka." They nodded to each other. "And the lad is Dorai Berumotto."
Upon looking at me, she gasped. "My! Is he a prize! You're certainly a lady killer!"
Now Uwaki jumped in with her normal attitude. "Yeah, Kaa-san! We're going steady! He's such a sweetheart."
I stared coldly at her, then I looked back to her mother. "Ma'am, I hate your daughter. She wont leave me alone. I told her that I have no interest in her. I've locked her up, embarrassed her, even screamed at her until she started crying. How the hell do you get through to her?"
The woman nodded. "She does that... a bit useless. She was never smart or talented, and she can't keep a commitment with a man. She's just selfish."
"I'm standing right here!" Uwaki wined.
"Well," she turned back to her brother,"I'll be sticking around for a bit. Perhaps I'll sit here with you and catch up while you work.
"Sure," he said, "Baseball's on the television if you get bored."
Jin didn't seem to particularly care for Baseball, but I didn't try to talk to her, or really answer her when she spoke to me. So she decided to pour a drink for herself and wait for some more orders. It wasn't a bad idea, so I made an Oklahoma Bulldog and nipped at it for a while.
Taifu squealed in delight after some time. "Oh! The Taitans are playing a big game later today here! I'm sure that I can get tickets, but I hate going to ballgames alone. Won't you take me, Nii-chan?"
"No way, aneue," he mused, "Too much work. How about your daughter?"
"What daughter?" she said.
He laughed. "How 'bout one of you guys?" he said in our direction. "Interested, Jin?"
"Baseball's boring," was Jin's answer.
He tilted his head. "How about you, Dorai? Could you escort my big sister to the game?"
I was about to decline, but I looked up to the screen and saw a familiar face stepping up to the plate. "Taitans, eh? I suppose I can take you, ma'am." I grinned to myself. Maybe I could lessen the opposing forces for my goal just a bit.
"And now," the announcer blared through the T.V. speakers, "it seems that the Taitans star-hitter, Yamcha, has taken the position."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Upon uploading this chapter the first time, I decided to look up some of the fics of the people that reviewed this, and I found that we had more then tequila in common. Her penname is name Princess-"Keisei", which was the name of "Taifu" until I changed it just now. By the Gods, that's creepy! I'm sorry that I almost made you Uwaki's mother!
Ok, I'm averaging a chapter or story a day, I think... actually I think two. My mind must still be in "writing mode" from those senior portfolios. And I'm drawing... I should be working on my Latin... wow, something has to burn out soon.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Although I can handle any kind of weather without much difficulty, I am most uncomfortable in Spring. It's getting brighter and warmer, and my sinus' are going crazy. And to top it off, Humans start to get rowdier when Spring hits. And I was working in the right place to know that...
I needed money to pay off the rest of the ring that my father's fortune couldn't cover. Stupid, expensive trinket. I hated interacting with Humans. I hated being with Humans. But I wanted to take the planet from them, so I have to study their psychological weaknesses. Not just the max- and-min thresholds, but those small faults in character and how to take advantage of them.
"Dorai-saa~n!" The girls greeted me when I came to work today. Oddly enough, my popularity shot up even more when I was found dancing with Jin. Why? Because I could dance, apparently. And enjoy it. It seems most men wont go to clubs to dance. Well, the extra attention didn't bother me as much, especially since Uwaki now has a grudge against me for screaming at her. Whenever she sees me, she only puts her nose in the air and walks away. That makes me kind of... happy.
Jin came in shortly after I. She didn't get the same greeting that I did: she was whistled at usually. One guy made the mistake of calling her "Jin-chan" once, and found himself across the bar with a broken nose. Even so, she didn't mind the rest. I think it was because Shuran now cowered from her, even though his black eye had been gone for a while. Maybe things are looking better then the season's letting on.
Nama had the bar's television a sports channel most of the time. I was never particularly interested in them, so I didn't pay attention usually. But now, they were showing something very familiar to me. It seems that all day they were showing the footage from the 23rd Tenkaichi Budokai, and as soon as Jin noticed it, it seemed like she couldn't keep her eyes off of it. I tried to ignore the program as much as I could, but everyone kept talking about it. And Jin wasn't talking at all. She was only working and watching. Well, I thought, it makes sense that she's into martial arts.
Suddenly, Shuran turned back to himself when he saw Jin's new obsession. "You seem to be enjoying yourself. Hey... is that a rosy cheek I see? Maybe you have some human emotions after all? I bet you like that muscular guy with the weird hair-do and in the orange gi. Am I right? Hmm?"
I froze. Jin... likes Son Goku? Impossible. She hates idiots. But then again, it was evident that she was staring a lot during the final round (or what footage was had of it). And I heard her comment that he seemed to be the "superior fighter" in almost all situations. I started watching her reactions, and found she blushed a lot at a certain time... when Son overpowered my own blast, meant to kill the spectators. I remember clearly the fear I had. For a moment, even if it was short, I was scared that I may die from the energy wave he used to dissipate my own. Maybe... intelligence doesn't matter that much to Jin. Not as much as strength.
What am I worrying about? I asked myself. She can like whoever she wants, right? I'm not after her heart. We're not together. We're just friends...
That's when I came to realise that as soon as I am finished with my "job" here, no matter what, I cannot see Jin again. As much as we may have in common, she'd probably run off like the rest if she saw my true form; if she saw that I am Piccolo. I sighed heavily in response to this thought. Surely she wouldn't see me as a friend anymore.
"Dorai!" Uwaki wined behind me.
However, I wouldn't care if that thing ran away in fear from me.
"Come on, Dorai! Just give me the cocktail! Jin's not listening and you know that I can't mix stuff myself!"
I turned back to the bar and prepared the order that she needed, then sent her on her way, all without a word. When I felt that these irrational feelings had gone far enough, I turned to Nama with a question. "Could you switch the channel to something else? They're just playing it over and over again."
My employer looked up from the paperwork he was doing at the edge of the bar. "Sure. My sister's coming anyway. She hates fighting." He clicked it to a different sports station, breaking Jin from her unnatural trance.
Soon the sister he spoke of came. Entered was the mother of Uwaki, Taifu. When the daughter attempted to greet her, she was immediately brushed aside in favor of Nama.
"Ni-chan!" she called out happily, "How are you? You look pretty healthy, especially that gut of yours."
He laughed with her to this and hugged her. "Onee-san! You're here! How long are you staying in North Capital this time?"
"Not much more than a few days. Oh! Where's those darling little boys you have manning the bars?"
He scratched his head in the anxiety of the touchy subject. "Feri and Aure... both came down ill. I had to replace both of them. But my new head bartenders, dare I say, are much more skilled. They're both here." He gestured towards us. "The girl there is Jin Uotsuka." They nodded to each other. "And the lad is Dorai Berumotto."
Upon looking at me, she gasped. "My! Is he a prize! You're certainly a lady killer!"
Now Uwaki jumped in with her normal attitude. "Yeah, Kaa-san! We're going steady! He's such a sweetheart."
I stared coldly at her, then I looked back to her mother. "Ma'am, I hate your daughter. She wont leave me alone. I told her that I have no interest in her. I've locked her up, embarrassed her, even screamed at her until she started crying. How the hell do you get through to her?"
The woman nodded. "She does that... a bit useless. She was never smart or talented, and she can't keep a commitment with a man. She's just selfish."
"I'm standing right here!" Uwaki wined.
"Well," she turned back to her brother,"I'll be sticking around for a bit. Perhaps I'll sit here with you and catch up while you work.
"Sure," he said, "Baseball's on the television if you get bored."
Jin didn't seem to particularly care for Baseball, but I didn't try to talk to her, or really answer her when she spoke to me. So she decided to pour a drink for herself and wait for some more orders. It wasn't a bad idea, so I made an Oklahoma Bulldog and nipped at it for a while.
Taifu squealed in delight after some time. "Oh! The Taitans are playing a big game later today here! I'm sure that I can get tickets, but I hate going to ballgames alone. Won't you take me, Nii-chan?"
"No way, aneue," he mused, "Too much work. How about your daughter?"
"What daughter?" she said.
He laughed. "How 'bout one of you guys?" he said in our direction. "Interested, Jin?"
"Baseball's boring," was Jin's answer.
He tilted his head. "How about you, Dorai? Could you escort my big sister to the game?"
I was about to decline, but I looked up to the screen and saw a familiar face stepping up to the plate. "Taitans, eh? I suppose I can take you, ma'am." I grinned to myself. Maybe I could lessen the opposing forces for my goal just a bit.
"And now," the announcer blared through the T.V. speakers, "it seems that the Taitans star-hitter, Yamcha, has taken the position."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Upon uploading this chapter the first time, I decided to look up some of the fics of the people that reviewed this, and I found that we had more then tequila in common. Her penname is name Princess-"Keisei", which was the name of "Taifu" until I changed it just now. By the Gods, that's creepy! I'm sorry that I almost made you Uwaki's mother!
