The air was quiet. The only sound came from the namekian's cape. He sat on the edge of a large cliff. Mori sat on his lap, and her head rested against Piccolo's stomach. Not much was spoken between the two.
Piccolo was extremely happy to have Mori back at his side. The girl had become a good friend to him. She clutched to his heart, much how Gohan was...is. She was very important to him, along with Gohan.
He was worried about her when she was in her coma. After Buu was defeated, he went to see if the girl woken from her sleep. Alas, it was not so. Dende could not awaken her. She stayed in her peaceful state. So, he figured it would be safer to let her stay at the Brief's household, considering the damage done to the Lookout.
While she was there, he tried to visit her at least once a day. Yet every time he went, the more painful it was for him to look at her. She was weak and feeble in her state, and he couldn't do anything to help. He felt like the week one. Overtime, he visited only once a week. During that time, though, he would stand by her bed and look down at her.
He never wanted anyone to hurt her again. Although he couldn't keep everything from her, he could sure as hell try. Hell, she was properly stronger than him, he wouldn't doubt it. That wouldn't stop him though. If he could help it, he would keep her from getting hurt in any way.
What he didn't know, was the vision or omen Mori saw. The child didn't know which one the dream was, but she knew it would happen...or something close to that. That monster, whatever that was, was going to come to Earth and destroy everything. She figured it must take her over or something of that form. It worried her. It worried her greatly.
Mori didn't like the idea that Piccolo would die from her hand. She knew that nothing lived forever, not even stars, but there was no way she would kill her mentor.
The entire trip from the Lookout to this cliff, she was running the images she saw in her sleep over and over. She had no idea what to do or what to make of it. After an hour, she figured that the creature was inside her...somehow. She also knew that she had to stop it or get rid of it before she turned seventeen. A nagging feeling in her stomach told her that it wouldn't happen.
All of the constant thinking and worrying wore the alien child quickly. She yawned wide and loudly. The yawn interrupted Piccolo from his meditation. He looked down at his student, "I suppose some one should sleep."
Mori tensed as she turned her head upward. She didn't want to fall asleep. She was worried that she would see those images once more or even more gory images of her sensei dead. The girl did not want to have those nightmares again.
She shook her head, "I've been sleeping for a year! I don't wanna sleep! I wanna stay up with you!" Mori knew she was whining and knew that she was childish, but those nightmares were the last thing that she wanted to see.
Her argument might have a chance if she didn't yawn once more. Piccolo shook his head, "You don't normally whine like this. I know you have...been asleep for a while, but this isn't like you. What is up with you?" The namekian wouldn't show it, but he was afraid that if she fell asleep, she wouldn't wake up. His rationality broke him out of it though.
Mori turned her whole body and hugged the green man's torso. A slight whimper escaped from her lips. She murmured, "Don't make me sleep. Please."
He sighed. Mori dived straight for the heart strings, easily making Piccolo give in. He growled mentally as he brushed her hair back. He whispered, "You may sleep in my lap." Mori slowly relaxed as she placed her hands on his stomach.
Her eyelids slowly drifted shut. Tiredly, she said, "You won't leave, will you? You won't go?" Piccolo starred at the girl. He had never left her, at least, not left her to fend for herself. He thought about when she was younger, but thought against it. Why would she think I would leaver her after all of these years? Something is very wrong with her.
He gazed down at her, "No, I won't leave." With that, Mori drifted to sleep. Her chest rose and fell as she snuggled closer to his chest. She looked at the night sky. He whispered, "I will never leave you." Only three people knew about that moment: Piccolo, Mori, and the Thing.
A week later, Bulma threw her usual monthly party. Piccolo only came became he needed Mori to see her friends. He was, of course, the last one to arrive. He walked into the building and found one of the huge indoor gardens. Mori walked right at his heels the entire time. He entered the room. Of course, he was greeted by Gohan. The young man walked over to Piccolo, "Nice to see you again." The namekian merely grunted.
Mori looked up at the half-sayian. He looked different to her. In fact, everyone looked different to her. They looked like they aged ten years instead of one.
Gohan had not noticed her presence, so she decided to step a bit closer to Gohan to get the teen's attention. The young man finally noticed someone small near Piccolo's feet. He glanced down.
His eyes went wide with the sight of Mori. It seemed to be everyone's reaction because the whole room went quiet. If you look past Gohan, you would see Chi-Chi and Goten, both struck with aw at the sight of the girl. Tein, Yamcha, and Krillin took one step closer, to see if it was really the river baby. Gohan broke it by scooping the child up in his arms and hugging the girl to his chest. He twirled around and around, squeezing her harder.
Mori decided that she officially hated sayians, for they have death grip hugs.
Gohan's old mentor placed a hand on his shoulder, "Easy Gohan. You are chocking her." His grip on Mori loosened. Her glare did not affect Gohan's smile though, "I can't believe you're awake! No one..."
Mori finished his sentence, "Thought I would wake, I know. I heard that more than enough times." Gohan laughed and placed the girl on the floor. As she dusted off her gi, she was tackled by another sayian.
Goten had his arms around her while he cried into her shoulder. Tears spewed from his eyes, "I thought you wouldn't wake up!" Her other sayian friend ran over and hugged the two of them. Tears also ran down Trunks' cheeks. Even if she already got Trunks' hug, he was still glad that his only female friend was alive.
Bulma walked over and pried the two boys away from the child. Her smile was very notable, "Alright boys, let her up. How about you three go on and play." The half breeds wiped their tears as they stood up. Smiles were then spread across their faces as they each grabbed one of Mori's hands. Before Mori had any say in the matter, she was dragged off somewhere in the garden.
Piccolo stood where he was as he watched them run off. His facial expression did not change however. Gohan tilted his eyes, "What's wrong Piccolo? Aren't you glad she's awake?"
The namek growled, "Of course brat."
Vegeta walked from behind, eavesdropping on the conversation, "Then how come you look like someone just died namek."
Piccolo's face softened, "Something isn't quite right with Mori. She is...how would I put this, clingy. She is afraid of going to sleep. She is afraid I would leave her."
Gohan shrugged, "She was in a coma thirteen months."
Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest, "No, I think it is something else. Maybe she saw something in her sleep. I think I heard Bulma say something about the subconscious or something. I wouldn't get her to talk about it though."
Goku's son looked at the prince, "Why not?"
The full blood sayian pointed to Piccolo, "She is just as stubborn as this ass."
Piccolo growled, "Fuck you too. Anyways, speaking of her coma. I think it is best to keep Mori away from the one who caused her to sleep that long."
The three looked over to a corner of the room where Buu sat eating sweets. Gohan sighed, "She does like her revenge, doesn't she?" Piccolo nodded as he started to travel the path where the kids took. Vegeta shook his head as he went into another direction.
Gohan looked over at Buu. He whispered, "I don't think she would lay a hand on him. From what Piccolo said, she is too caught up in her secret problems."
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