Disclaimer: Chapter one. Yahoo.

Just realised that Sailor Taichichi Vegeta did, in fact, review chapter 6 in the past. Heheh, sorry. (Not sure if you noticed my mistake before you read this) Anyway, for a climax, it seems kind of uneventful, doesn't it? Well, I think so. It's still the climax! I have spoken!...Though I'm no longer sure if it is a comedy o.O;;;

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"I blacked out at some point. I'm not quite sure when, or exactly where, but I'm pretty sure that I was in the apartment.
"After I fell unconscious, I dreamed. When the disfigured shaped and unworldly colors within was passed, I saw that familiar figure again.
"'Piccolo, my son,' Father said, 'You were supposed to be perfect. You were supposed to not have the same faults I have. Then again, I didn't implant this mistake in your mind, did I?'
"'What mistake?' My voice almost seemed disembodied from myself.
"He shook his head. 'You don't remember. Well, it's better if you don't. I remembered it when I did it. When I accidentally killed my to-be Daimajoou.'
"I felt some awkwardness to that phrase. 'Are you talking about Mother?'
"Father laughed. 'No, no. I didn't get any farther with her than you did with yours.'
"'With mine...' Then I panicked. 'D-did I... did I kill Jin?!'
"'No. You didn't lose her yet. It's a good thing that she's stronger than you are.' He chuckled a bit, then closed his eyes in a resolute manner. 'Then again, you're going to lose her because she's stronger than you, aren't you? Like I said, she can only marry a warrior of greater power.'
"'What the Hell is she?! An Amazon?!'
"He blinked. 'Hey, you know, you might be right. Don't Amazon's have that same custom?'
"'Just tell me what happened! What did I do? What is she going to do? What--'
"He grabbed my shoulder. 'You're acting like a narrator in one of those soap opera things. Look, there's nothing to worry about. And she won't leave too soon. She can't leave until she pays off all her debts. Plus...' He grinned, as if he knew a secret. 'She's got some left over business to attend to.'
"'But she said...'
"'She wasn't exactly lying at any point but...Nah. You know, this is your problem. I'm off.' He turned to walk away.
"'Wait!' I shouted. 'What about your "Daimajoou"?'
"He looked back to me. 'I got really messed up one night while I was posing as a Human. I was depressed, because I felt I had to tell her the truth about me. She was a frail woman, but spirited...' He sighed. 'I drank so much and got really out of my head. When I went to tell her my feelings, to explain to her everything, she rejected me. I guess I wouldn't take "No" for an answer and I over-powered her.'
"'So, you killed her?'
"Father shook his head. 'Not exactly. Something worse. But because of it, she committed suicide.'
"Before I could question any more, he disappeared, saying, in a pleased tone, 'You haven't anything to worry about. Even if you told her everything, she wouldn't refuse you like Mebana did to me.'

"After time passed, I felt a hand on my left cheek and I opened my eyes. My body was warm, and my forehead seemed moist and cool with a slight weight upon it. The first visual image I could discern was a face, glowing slightly with some sort of changing luminance in the darkness. I blinked and saw Jin, looking down at me with a calm, steady semblance.
"'You doing all right, Dorai?' Her utterance seemed to sweep like an echo.
"I tried to nod, but I found it difficult to move. It was as if all the wires from my brain to my voluntary muscles were unplugged. But, I wasn't in any pain, so I knew that I didn't show apprehension.
"'I guess you are. You gave me a bit of distress, the way you came in. Do you remember anything?'
"'Not after...' I managed to push out in a raspy buzz, 'Not after I left the club...What happened?'
"'You overdosed. Well, that's not entirely correct. Your blend was spiked. You're lucky to be alive. Could you tell me what you remember?'
"I closed my eyes again, trying to separate and fit together the events as I told her. By the time I was finished, my perception improved enough to allow me to realise my location: I was on the living room couch. The television was on with the sound low; it was night. My body was covered with a blanket. There was a damp rag on my forehead. Jin's palm was the one I felt on my face, and my head was cushioned on her lap.
"Upon my conclusion, she seemed to get worried. 'You're temperature is rising.' She took the cloth and dipped in in a bowl of water, trying to ring it out with one hang, then placed it above my brow again. 'And your face is looking like its getting swollen, all purple and red like it's bruised...'
"'D-don't worry. That's just...' I gulped. 'That's just how I... blush...'
"She blinked, then grinned, the way she always grinned. 'Well, you're either doing fine to be able to be flustered, or terribly to be showing that much vulnerability.'
"'No mercy to the down-trodden, I see,' I snapped back, somewhat amused.
"She gave a laugh, then resolved back into her smirk. 'Down-trodden is right. You were coughing up blood and everything before you passed out. It was really a difficult decision on whether or not I should call the hospital or tend to you myself.'
"'Why didn't you get the hospital?'
"She thought a moment. 'Well, you stopped Nama from calling that day that I got hit by the truck. Thought I should return the favor.'
"I managed a smirk and a small laugh, then I turned more serious. 'What did I do, besides cough up blood?'
"'I'm not telling.'
"'What?'
"'I don't want to tell you. You don't need to know, anyway. Better that you don't.'
"'Did I do something weird?'
"'Depends on what you think is weird.'
"Growling, I tried to sit up. It didn't work. 'Damnit, is it that bad?'
"Her eyes rolled. 'Don't worry about it. You were just acting like a smashed moron. More important,' She tried to sit back and stretch. 'is what happened for you to have that happen. While you were out, I called around.'
"'And?'
"'Everyone else that was at that party died.' she said, 'Many were pulled apart and or trampled in the violence, set off by a mind-altering drug that they all had in their systems. Others, like you, were poisoned with blends laced with chlorine, lit by matches that had ammonia releases. Somebody was aiming for a mass murder. Ingenious, almost.'
"I frowned. It was like my territory was breached and someone else was trying to take my title as the Devil. 'Normally, that's commendable, but...'
"Her grin turned malicious. 'Yeah, I know. We need to take care of them, don't we?' To this energy, I laughed, but I began to cough, and my innards were struck with pain. Her palm returned to my cheek, and her unoccupied hand took the rag and doused it again. She wiped my face from the sweat with it. 'You just need some rest. I'll gather up some more information after you dose off, all right?' "'Yeah..' I coughed, and I reached for a glass of water that was nearby, raising my head enough to drink from it. "'Yeah, I'll be fine.' I lay back onto her lap and shut my eyes.
"I heard her scoff again, then, after some minutes of silence, mutter in a dynamic meant not be heard, 'My Dorai...' Then I felt her lips against my brows, but as much as I wanted to get up and look at her, I wasn't able to pull myself out of my lethargy before I was asleep."

"She kissed you?" I decided, right there, that if Goku and Gohan were to die in the upcoming battle with the androids, I'm killing this woman.
"On the brow, yes. Big deal. Most mothers do that for their children, right?"
"But you two were in love, right? I mean, any gesture between two people in love is always magnified!"
This, coming from a woman whose husband barely even remembered her when they were engaged. "You watch too many Dramas. That has to be it. You've seen every Romance in existence and now that there's more material, you have to indulge in it!"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mebana - Female Flower. Nice name for Piccolo's step-mother, eh? =p You guys should be thankful. In stead of going to my senior prom, I wrote fanfiction and played HRH. Well, it's not like I really wanted to go to a social event where I'd have to listen to crappy music and stand around in an uncomfortable get up like Jin had to. Though, it does remind me that I don't have a boyfriend anymore, which makes me somewhat happy, 'cause it was a 5-year, long-distance relationship with a guy with a huge inferiority complex.