The following day, Mori decided to avoid the boys by not going to the Brief's house. She didn't want smack from Trunks or the awkwardness from Goten. She would rather meditate all day with Piccolo than go through that. Besides, it had been a while since she ever been alone with Piccolo for a whole day. She decided that that day would be the day.
That morning, after Mori caught and ate her breakfast at four in the morning, she settled next to Piccolo, sat in the lotus position and meditated for a few hours. The waterfall, their waterfall, was a peaceful roar that was perfect for meditation.
Piccolo noted that the girl had not left. It was seven and she was still next to him. She would usually say where she was going and rocket off in that direction by this time. He opened his eyes and studied his student. He placed a hand on his chin as asked, "Why are you still here?"
Mori hadn't opened her eyes, "Do you want me to leave?"
The namek narrowed his eyes an inch, "No. You just leave about now to Dende-knows-where. Why haven't you left to go anywhere yet?"
A sleek grin slowly appeared on the teen's face. She opens the corner of her eye and glanced at Piccolo. A chuckled barely went passed her lips. She stated, "I thought I could just spend the day with you. It's been a while since we had a day alone with each other, huh sensei? You do keep me around, so I thought I could at least spend time with you."
Piccolo stretched out of his position as he turned towards his student to turn her towards him. Her eyes were now fully open. He questioned her motives, "Are you going to ask something of me?"
She tilted her head, "You don't think I would want to spend time with my guardian?"
He shook his head slowly as he stood, "No. It just isn't like you to want to be around me. You are always around those brats. You were around them since you could fly on your own."
He was right. Mori use to see her friends at least once a week when she was younger. Over the years, the three became closer and spent as much time with each other as they could. The time was now limited, since Mori had studies with Dende and the boys had school. That made that every spare minute they had was used to spend time with each other. The time used with Piccolo was usually spent during meditation or training. Although Mori was far superior to her master, she sparred with him to get both of them stronger.
Mori stood up and looked up at her mentor. She had been neglecting him. He was her only family and she should spend more time with him. She placed her hands on her hips, "Yeah, I guess so. That is why I think I should spend the day with you!"
Piccolo chuckled softly as he shifted his weight to his left foot. A slight smirk graced his lips, "Well, you know I don't do much. So I don't know that I would entertain you in anyway."
A chuckle rumbled through the teen's body, "Oh, I wouldn't say that."
Mori walked around her mentor a few times, knelt down and stuck her hand in the cool water. She cupped some the liquid in her hand and threw it at her mentor. The water struck his face lightly. Droplets trickled down the namek's eye ridges and chin slowly. Piccolo snarled as he wiped the water away. He flicked the water off of his hand, "What are you, a brat?"
The young woman couldn't contain her laughter any longer. She clutched her sides as she laughed at his facial expression.
The namek gave Mori a strange look; as if she put on a yellow dress and started dancing the polka. He shook his head, "Those boys have gotten to your head. You're acting just like them. I knew I should've kept you away from those idiots."
Mori's chuckles died down. She said, "They may be idiots, but they are my idiots."
Piccolo rolled his eyes and walked closer to the water fall. He knelt down and cupped the water. He brought the liquid to his lips and drank the water from his cupped hand. Before he could let his hand fall, Mori splashed more water onto his head. Anger could be felt from the green man. He shot his head up and glared at his student. Mori, in return, smirked and crossed her arms. Piccolo threw his turban on the ground, "You are dead, do you know that?"
She laughed, "Bring it Sensei!" She flared her kai and blasted into the sky. She flew for a while and noticed that she hadn't felt Piccolo's kai. She looked back and wondered if he would chase her. She saw a light and cocked her head to the side. Her eyes widen when the object was known and was knocked down fifty feet from the blow. She shook her head and realized that she was knocked down by one of Piccolo's kai blasts.
"I thought I taught you to dodge?" Mori looked up to see Piccolo floating in front of her. A smirk showed that he was enjoying this too much.
Mori flew up and tackled him to the ground. The namekian grunted in surprise when his back hit the ground. Mori pinned him and chuckled. Piccolo stretched his arm and grabbed Mori's gi. He then threw her off. He got around her, grabbed her arm and held it against her throat. He gripped the other arm and held it behind her.
The teen kicked her sensei's shin. Piccolo's grip loosened his hold on her. That gave Mori the chance to twirl around and kick him away from her. The hit landed right in the middle of his chest. Mori ran up and tackled him before he could recover himself.
The little spar lasted for hours. It was more of rough housing than a spar though.
The two eventually tired out. They sat in the grass, looking up at the afternoon sky. Piccolo's and Mori's weights were dropped off only because they got annoyed when the other would grab it and fling the other around.
Mori was adjusting her bracelets slightly. When she saw that nothing else needed adjusting she scooted over to Piccolo before leaning against him. Her shoulder rested on his shoulder. The namek looked down at her and opened his mouth to say something. He thought twice about it and shrugged it off. The two sat in peaceful silence for a while, just enjoying the sun around them. Too bad that all good things must come to an end.
"Hey guys...Awww! You guys look cute!" The two looked behind them to see a soon dead half sayian...in Mori's eyes.
She growled, "You tell any one Gohan and I will beat your brains in."
Gohan chuckled. He thought, She is so much alike to Piccolo that it you could easily say that she is his daughter. Piccolo raised an eye ridge, "What do you want here?"
The half sayian walked over and sat in Piccolo's lap, "I thought I could spend the day with you. I'm off work and Videl didn't want me around today. So I came here."
Mori glared at her elder for taking her personal time with her sensei. She didn't get jealous...often, and when she did, it was usually because someone was around her father figure for too long. She loved Gohan like a brother, but this was her time with her sensei. Piccolo snorted, "This is the second time today that someone said that," He glanced over at his glaring student, "Besides, I thought you were too old to be sitting on my lap anymore?"
Gohan shrugged, "Well Piccolo, some things die hard."
The teen pushed Gohan off the namekian's lap, then she sat in Piccolo's lap. She crossed her arms, "You had years to sit in sensei's lap! (I know what you guys are thinking but it's not like that! I swear!) Besides, today is my day to spend time with Piclo! So go away." Piccolo rolled his eyes. Although Mori usually didn't act like a spoiled brat, and that Gohan as an adult know, they often fought for his attention. They acted as if they were his father who needed both of their attention. He did consider them his children, but he wasn't going to say that anytime soon.
Gohan laughed loudly, "Jeez, don't bite my head off about it!" He fell onto the grass and looked over at the young lady, "Hey Mori, did Mr. PoPo give you the, uh, talk?" Mori's head cocked to the side in confusion. Gohan propped himself on hi elbows, "You know, how people mate?"
A slight blush graced her fine skin. She shook her head, "No, he avoids the topic all together. Why do you ask?"
Gohan rubbed the back of his head, "Well, apparently, the boys don't know about that topic, and my mom and Bulma want to tell them together. You know, like knocking two birds with one stone? So, since I was here, I might as well and ask. So three birds could be hit, metaphorically speaking."
Mori groaned, "Fine, I might as well and find out."
Piccolo sneered. He just hoped that Piccolo didn't have to join. He didn't need to learn about mating and he wasn't about to start learning now. Gohan gave a meager smiled, "No Piccolo, you don't have to go." The namekian was slightly relived. He was glad that his former student knew his every thought...most of the time.
Gohan left quickly, saying something that his wife would kill him if he was late again. Mori hunted for her dinner by swimming for fish. She ate the meat raw as the two looked at the colorful sunset.
The pinks merged with the oranges and the yellows of the sun. The clouds swirled together, reflecting the color that the sun was giving out. No ugly buildings or smog destroyed the view. Trees were the only thing that went on for miles. It was a peaceful area. She didn't understand why anyone would want to stay in those filthy, loud, and obnoxious cities. The air was hardly breathable and everybody was an ass. OK, she may be a bit of a bitch, but she knows when to respect others.
The night was dreamless, yet she was wide awake the next day.
She kind of wished that she hadn't waked up that day. Mori was slightly sickened at the thought of mating, yet it slowly disappeared from her mind. The boys got over it as well. The reason why they probably got over it quickly was that they were older and most of the things the mothers described were what Vegeta said a lot.
Who knew?
I got this idea from Phil The Persona Guy. I had to have a chapter where Piccolo and Mori spend time together. I have a few more filler chapters before it gets straight to the point. Please review and subscribe.