Pins and Needles
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ but my imagination owns Aisu and I control my imagination so therefore I own Aisu! Mhuahahahaha cough cough hahaha…
Chapter 6
Trying to Kill
The breeze was colder than normal but, from the look of things, it was just past winter. The young man started his walk though the trees surrounding the capsule house. He walked for about twenty minutes, undisturbed and annoyed, through rocky cracks and mossy-forested areas. The boy saw a stump two minutes later and decided to stop awhile. He sat there and rested the head in his hands.
After a few seconds of listening to silence, the sound of trickling of water floated over to him. He glanced up and looked in the direction of the sound. All he saw were trees and thorny bushes dotting the place. Standing up after his brief stop, he continued to search for some way to kill himself.
He followed the sound of the running water and soon enough, after dangerous mountain climbing over huge boulders that looked strategically placed, and scrambling through deep craters, he saw a sparkling expanse of water. Taking a closer look, he saw that a waterfall was feeding it the cool liquid. Getting an idea, the young man looked about for a way to get up to the top of the falls.
After a few futile attempts at climbing the mountain, Aisu found a path leading in that direction. He scampered up the rocky track as the sun was at its highest. Its rays beat down on him, making him dehydrated and sweaty but he continued on his way, panting and determined to reach to the peak. In two and a half hours he was on his knees by a gushing river, staring at it like it was a mirage, then he looked at the sky and his eyes rolled back into his head as he threw himself backwards into the strong current.
His eyes flickered open and he breathed in. He splut- wait a minute…breathed in! That's not supposed to happen! He's supposed to be dead! Right? Aisu spluttered and floundered about in the now disturbed water. He choked and swallowed lots of water then was pulled up out of the water by a green person from the back of his neck. He couldn't take in any air! That 's just how he wanted in. The boy stopped flailing and went limp in the green man's grasp but then was shaken damp and flung into a tree.
Aisu's back connected with the trunk and then, as the force of the hit pushed him forwards, his shoulder blades cracked together. He grunted and slid down the bark, dazed and coughing violently, water being spewed over his legs. Too dazed to notice himself being hauled off the ground by the green creature. His air supply was being cut off again but only a small amount this time.
"What were you doing, floundering in the water like that after lying there for hours?" snarled Piccolo.
Aisu's vision cleared at once and he stared back, a blank expression on his face. Piccolo's hold tightened and he brought his face closer to the boy's when he didn't reply.
"Well, answer!"
Aisu smirked, a plan forming in his demented mind; if he got the green guy angry enough, maybe he could kill him! It was a perfect plan for someone who wanted to get killed by Piccolo, and knowing him, it was a tortuous death. The green guy got tired of waiting.
Wham! Aisu kicked the guy with all he could muster at the moment. Piccolo just smirked and looked at him.
"That's all you got? Pathetic."
Aisu spat in his face.
"Why you!" Piccolo growled and dropped the young man into the roots.
Aisu sighed after cringing. It didn't work. He decided to go back up to the river and try to drown himself again. Stumbling, drunken like, to his feet, Aisu hobbled to the path before hissing and latching on to his ribs. Fire seemed to run through them like they were kerosene and he doubled over in pain. He became light headed but, never the less, he stood and persisted in following the trail back up the mountainside.
Four hours later, the light haired boy was kneeling two meters away from the bank of the river. He could go no further, his stomach growling. Dehydration was getting to him and the close-to-fainting spells were back, forcing him into submission. He struggled with himself until he found the strength he needed to heave himself up then lean over the flowing river before falling in and feeling his body being dragged to the waterfall.
-/With Piccolo/-
Piccolo watched the boy ascend the mountainside slowly. Wondering what this boy was trying to do, he floated overhead and waited. The namek nearly fell asleep staring at the determined young man. But when Aisu was about to throw himself over the waterfall, the green alien dude dropped towards him.
He had smelt Bulma's scent on the boy and thought that she would like to know where he was or what he was trying to do to himself (too much use of this word, I know ). The namek dived down to the falls and glimpsed round for his body then snatched something out of the rushing liquid. A drenched body came out with his hand and Piccolo grabbed the body by the waist then sped off.