Disclaimer: I do not own dragonball z or any of their characters.
Note: Thank you for those of you who reviewed my first chapter. Videl seems annoying because she always seemed annoying in dragonball z, how she always was up to something involving Gohan, I just made her more so. Plus her feelings are more of a crush then rivalry. This story is set after the Buu Saga when Gohan is a teenager attending Orange Star High School. Goku is also alive, choosing to be brought back. Piccolo becomes a little OOC but he realises it. means the character's thoughts ( ) means my thoughts ENJOY!!!!
How Great it is to be loved by you!
by: Pic's Pixie
Chapter 2: I wish
The week went by and the weekend came up. Gohan had been growing more depressed each day. This loneliness bide was really making him blue. He wanted someone, someone who he had fun being around and who made him feel wanted. He wanted someone who knew him inside and out and would run their fingers through his hair when he wasn't feeling his best. He really wanted somebody, he needed somebody, his heart was missing something and his soul felt incomplete. Destiny was taking too long so he got an idea one night to take matters into his own hands. He was wishing for his true love to come along so he remembered the only thing or things that could actually make wishes come true, the dragonballs. Unlike in other missions he felt he couldn't confide in anyone, he needed to do this alone, he didn't want to be laughed at or to be told that it was wrong to tamper with fate.
Gohan had snuck into Capsule Corp. one night and taken the dragon radar, he was glad Vegeta was as sound a sleeper as he was or he would have sensed him for sure. Well, after getting the radar he started to collect the dragonballs, but only at night so that no one would notice, he kept them in his closet surely even if someone did go looking for them they wouldn't be able to find them through that mess. It had taken him a week of searching by night, and sleeping through class during the day to finally get all seven together. Now the real problem, how would he call apon the dragon without waking anyone able to sense ki up from their sleep. He decided to travel to the old training grounds where Piccolo had taken him when he was just a little kid, no one would be around for miles and the only person that knew of that place was himself and Piccolo and if Piccolo did in fact come looking to see what he was doing he was the one he thought would understand his disposition best since he was feeling the same way sometimes.
So one night Gohan placed all seven balls in his back pack and sped off into the night towards the desert. It didn't take him too long to get there and he had the balls out lying on the ground and waiting for his bidding. He was pacing making sure he knew what he wanted to ask, and then he said the incantation to make sheinlong appear and the mighty dragon was then taking up the whole sky with his magnificence.
"What is your first wish?" asked the rumbling voice of the dragon. Gohan looked up, and up, and up and stared straight at the dragon, stuttering slightly from awe, he composed himself and spoke.
"I wish for my true love to enter my life within the next week, but I don't want to know that she is from my wish, I want to fall in love with her on my own, please and thank you sir." Gohan was having trouble speaking since his knees were shaking, he had tried to be as polite as possible because he was still kind of afraid of the dragon ,he had been all his life, it was probably his size that freaked him out.
"Your wish has been granted!" stated the dragon as his eyes glowed red. Gohan let out the breath that he had been unknowingly holding.
"What is your second wish?" boomed the great voice edging on impatience. Oh yeah Gohan had forgotten that this dragon was able to grant two wishes instead of just one.
"I would like to save my other wish for another time thanks." Gohan replied , he didn't want to make a selfish wish just incase a new enemy came looking to destroy the planet and the dragonballs were needed. With that the dragon glowed bright then disappeared along with the dragonballs that scattered around the world again.
Gohan's stomach was doing flip-flops all the way home , had his wish really been granted, would he meet his true love soon, what would she look like, and how would he know she was the one? So many questions were running through his mind until he finally fell asleep in his own bed, completely exhausted.
Mean while in one of the rooms in the lookout, Piccolo was asleep. He had went over to Capsule Corp. That day and had annoyed Vegeta enough to get some pretty intense training out of him. It surprised him how much of a reaction he could get out of the stuck up saiyan prince. He was so tired he had come straight to his quarters and flopped down on his bed without saying a word to Dende or Mr. Popo. It was now hours later and Piccolo's very intuned internal clock was telling him to wake up. He complied as usual and opened his eyes. He looked around the room sleepily, white walls, white ceiling, white tiled floors, and even the bed was white ,it was starting to give him a headache. Piccolo sat up on the bed and was slightly puzzled at how much easier it was to rise this time instead of other times when he felt as though he was just too heavy to get up at all. He shrugged it off as a fluke of his senses and stood up. Again something was different, if he didn't know better he would have said he shrank. He shook his head several times to try and loosen his muscles, they were still sore from yesterday. He started to walk and found that his clothes seemed very loose, they were practically hanging off of him. He look down and didn't see any changes at first until he noticed two round bumps on his chest, then another thing, his skin, it was no longer green but a smooth tan colour. Piccolo practically jumped out of his skin, that is if it were really his skin. Piccolo ran to the bathroom attached to his bedroom and stood stock-still starring at the reflection in the mirror. Who is that person? He thought that can't be me? He reached up and touched the mirror to make sure it wasn't a window and he was looking at a stranger, after finding that it was in fact a mirror he reached his now very small and slender tan hand up to his face. His face. It was so different yet if you knew what to look for you could just barely see a resemblance to his old self. Lovely pointed nose, high cheek boned, deep onyx eyes and heart shaped face. His eyes were somewhat softer and held less seriousness, his lips were full and a healthy pink, well healthy for a human anyway, his ears were still pointed slightly but were a lot smaller. His head was also covered with long silky strands of dark green hair, no more antennae. Piccolo regained some more control over this new body and moved his head down to get a better picture of himself or should he say herself. Again his gaze met two round mounds of flesh on his chest. His curiosity got the best of him and he opened up his shirt to get a clearer view. He was mortified , he was human ,and not just that a female human. By now Piccolo's sanity had ran out and the only sound on the lookout was of a woman's scream.
Dende and Mr. Popo ran into Piccolo's room a little confused as to why they heard a woman scream from Piccolo's quarters. They reached the bathroom door and opened it up to see a young girl no more than 17 or 18 lying on the floor unconscious and wearing Piccolo's clothes. Needless to say they were a little flabbergasted.
"How did this happen?" Piccolo was muttering to herself as she paced around the lookout. She had awakened a few hours earlier and had been cursing and muttering to herself since then. Dende had discovered that the dragonballs had been used but he didn't know who would have done this.
"That's it!" Piccolo shouted ,
"I'm going to see Bulma , maybe she will know a way to get me back to the way I was without having to wait to use the dragonballs." With that said Piccolo went back inside and did her best to straighten up for the trip. She tied her long hair/it was long enough to reach the top of her thighs/ up in a high ponytail and had regenerated herself a smaller version of her regular gi minus the cape and turban. Piccolo then dashed out onto the lookout and jumped off the edge and blasted off to Satan City where she was determined to get an answer.