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Date written: July 14, 2005

Time written: 7:15 P.M. Central

Why written now? Because the authoress feels like it. She hopes that it will be good, but it doesn't seem likely since this chappie focuses on Gohan and Piccolo. The green man is very hard to write; almost like Vegeta.

Disclaimer: I do not own the anime and never will own the anime so stop making me say it, write it,or even think it!

DRAGONBALL Z

Gohan stared at the man sitting on the bed across from him. All the man did was sit in Indian style, closed his eyes, and hummed. What was that? Gohan lay down, stretching his arms behind his head. He wanted to escape. He wanted to go home. He wanted the green man to stop humming! The boy closed his eyes. Maybe if I can't see anything, the humming will stop, he thought, sighing peacefully when the sound ceased. Ah, almost perfect.

Unbeknownst to Gohan, the green man had waited until the boy had closed his eyes to start his attack. Piccolo, though some suspected the man to never have any liking to this sort of thing, loved pulling pranks on people and this kid was asking for it! He slowly stood; made sure the boy didn't stir, and then walked over to the other bed.

Piccolo knelt down on his knees, looking the boy over. The boy reminded the green man of someone he once knew when he was younger. It was his childhood friend who moved away when the two were only eight-years-old. They had promised to stay in touch, and did, but after a while, middle school and later on high school, had become too much, and they stopped sending letters.

The green man had missed his old friend terribly, but he soon realized the harsh life of reality. A year after he graduated from high school, he accidentally walked in the wrong store at the wrong time. He had seen a young man brutally stabbed a pregnant woman and the man had noticed the newcomer.

Piccolo couldn't remember anything after that. His world had gone blank and when he had awaked in a strange room four days later, he knew everything would be different. A week had gone by before he had finally met Frieza. The man had promised that he wouldn't be hurt if Piccolo would start working for him immediately. Fear had etched into the green man's mind at that time and he gladly accepted; he didn't want to die so young.

Now, though, as he stared at the young boy's face, he wondered what it would have been like to choose a different path. He wondered if the boy would be given the opportunity to change his path. Piccolo knew what Frieza wanted. He wanted to get revenge on the Son family and own Chi-Chi Mau. The boy was Frieza's connection. He was a Son and the Mau woman's son.

Piccolo shook his head and decided to continue with his attack. He moved so his mouth was near the boy's right ear and whistled… very loudly.

Gohan jumped up in fright and landing on his butt on the cold, cement floor. He glared at the chuckling green man. "What was that for?" he asked, standing as he rubbed his backside. "That hurt!"

"It wasn't meant to feel good, boy." Piccolo walked back to his bed and sat down. "Are you finished glaring yet?"

"No," Gohan stated, sitting on his own bed. "I'm just getting started."

"Hn."

The boy shook his head, deciding to not let the conversation die. "What were you doing earlier?"

The green man raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"Well, earlier you were sitting on your bed with your eyes closed. What was that?"

"Meditation."

Gohan waited a few minutes. Was the green man not going to tell him what it did? He was a curious eleven-year-old. Actually, he was always curious; his mother had once found him stuffed in the bottom drawer of the dresser he owned when he was four.

He had wondered if his clothes had enough room to move, so he climbed into the space. The drawer had slammed shut somehow the minute he was all the way in and since he was so small he couldn't push the drawer back out. Gohan had blamed the closing of the drawer on his dog Sparky, who died a year later. "What does it do?" he asked, truly wanting to know.

Piccolo wondered what the boy was getting at. "It clears your mind of everything and puts you into a sense of peacefulness."

"Can you teach me how to do it?"

"Why?"

"Well, we have nothing else to do since that old man didn't supply us with a television or radio or anything, so we can take up time by meditating." He grinned. "So?"

The green man stood, and then sat down cross-legged on the floor. He motioned with his hand for Gohan to follow. When the boy was situated, Piccolo started with the instructions. "Close your eyes and clear your mind; do not think of anything. Just listen to the sounds around you."

Gohan followed the instructions to the exact point. He wanted to get this right. Meditation seemed like a fun thing to do when you felt distressed. If he ever got home, he would teach his mother this. She would surely be troubled from all this.

"I said not to think."

The ebony-haired boy opened an eye. "How can you tell?"

"Your body movements gave you away," Piccolo answered without opening his own eyes. "When you achieve full meditation, then you will be able to sense the littlest movement or sound."

Gohan re-closed his eyes, smiling. "All right."

DRAGONBALL Z

Five hours later, Gohan stretched. He was tired from all the meditating. He wanted to move his limbs some. The boy stood as he stared at the green man. Maybe the green man wasn't that bad. "So," Gohan started, watching as the other occupant opened his eyes, "What now?"

Piccolo eyed the boy, raising his eyebrow. What the hell was the boy doing? He was supposed to be cowering in fear from him? Why was he willingly speaking to him? "What do you mean?"

"Well, not that meditation is bad or anything, but it does get kind of boring, so what can we do now?"

"Meditate."

Gohan sweatdropped. "I just said we should do something else."

The green man growled, "Then what?"

"I don't know." Gohan thought for a few seconds. "Is there any paper around here?" He looked around the room, spotting a dresser on the other side. He stood and walked over to it, then kneeled down. Gohan opened a drawer, and peered inside, smiling brightly. "Ah-ha!" He took out a pad of paper and a pack of pens. He walked back over to the green man and sat in front of him, this time closer. "We can play tic-tac-toe."

Piccolo stared as the boy drew out the diagram on the first sheet of paper. "What?" That word seemed to be the one of the month for the green man. "What!"

Gohan looked up from tearing the pack of pens open. "We can play a game. You have played tic-tac-toe before, right?"

The green man nodded.

"Well, then why can't we play? We're both bored of meditating," a grunt was heard from the older man, "and there is nothing else to do. Besides, we can see which one of us is smarter."

"What!"

Gohan smiled nervously. "Stop saying that," he ordered, handing the green man a blue pen. "I get to be black." He stared at the diagram then drew an 'X' on the top right corner.

Piccolo, after seeing that he would not be able to get out of playing the child's game, drew an 'O' on the square below the 'X'. "Why do I have to be an 'O' and why did you get to go first?"

DRAGONBALL Z

It seems Gohan is smarter then the green man, huh? Ah, don't you just love Piccolo's nickname?

Time Ended: 8:25 P.M. Central

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