Author's Note:-
*lime warning* I won't say too much until the end, but if you don't want to read anything saucy then don't read this chapter :)

Thud. The loud stumbling of King Piccolo brought Frikiza into semi-wakefulness.
"Mm…" She mumbled in her sleep. "Piccolo… are you okay?" His energy felt strange; he wasn't supressing it, but… it wasn't at all under control. Was he sick…?
"Fine!" King Piccolo grunted as he fell into his chair. "Night, Sweetheart." Haha… 'Night, Sweetheart'. He would say that to her if they really were married. But they weren't. No! "I don't want to get married…" King Piccolo grumbled.
"Nobody would marry you…" Frikiza replied sleepily.
"Except you." King Piccolo smirked, looking over at her. "You like me."
"Shut up!" Frikiza growled. That was it! She could smell it now. He'd been drinking. "You're drunk!"
"I'm not!" King Piccolo argued. "That woman… It was Goku's wife! She spiked my food."
"Of course she did." Frikiza yawned. "Goodnight, Piccolo."

King Piccolo didn't reply. He didn't want to. He didn't want to speak to her! Why did… why did she always have to argue? Why – why was she so bossy! Bossy, and opinionated… and everything had to be her way!
"Bitch." King Piccolo muttered. He leaned his head back and tried to go to sleep, but ended up frowning in discomfort. Dammit! This chair was so uncomfortable! He shifted in as many ways as he could to try to get to sleep, but the discomfort that he normally slept through was keeping King Piccolo awake. This wasn't fair! He should be in that bed! Stupid Frikiza took it – this was King Piccolo's alive time! She could sleep in a bed whenever she wanted! He wanted the bed. It was his bed, and he was going to take it.

King Piccolo stood up and swayed a little, trying with all his might to keep his balance. Dammit… now the floor was broken! Stupid floor. He stepped forward clumsily, and collapsed onto the bed, causing the now-asleep Frikiza to groan in annoyance.
"What are you doing…?" She growled.
"Shut up." King Piccolo spat. He took off his shoes and loosened his belt, then he removed his cape and threw all the items onto the floor. He struggled to pull his arms out of his gi, but he did eventually, and rolled his gi down to his waist. It was too hot in this room… damn Frikiza! She'd turned the heat up! Stupid icejin! Well… she would need the heat up now, because she was going to sleep on the floor without a duvet! Hahaha!

King Piccolo rose to his feet again and pulled back the bedcovers, then threw himself onto the bed.
"Piccolo!" Frikiza cried out as the sudden impact of King Piccolo's weight caused the bed to bounce as if there were an earthquake. She propped herself up on her arm and turned to him. "What are you –" Frikiza didn't have time to speak another word before King Piccolo's foot came flying at her and he booted her as hard as he possibly could, sending her flying out of the bed and crashing onto the floor. "Hey!" Frikiza screamed angrily and leapt to her feet. "What the hell are you doing!"
"I want the bed." King Piccolo mumbled, burying his face in the pillow. It was so comfortable… He stretched and yawned, relishing in the softness of the mattress and the amount of space he had to move. Why had he ever taken the chair…?
"You could have asked me!" Frikiza wailed, infuriated. She couldn't believe him… She could not believe him! King Piccolo let out a short, angry growl. There she was, whining to him in that shrill voice again… nag nag nag… King Piccolo closed his eyes in an attempt to block her out. It didn't work. "At least get off my tail you moron!" Frikiza yelled.
"Huh?"

King Piccolo frowned, and suddenly realised that he felt something under his stomach. "What…?" He rolled onto his back and looked down to see the end of Frikiza's tail poking out from underneath him. Haha! He was squashing her! Hahaha!
"Piccolo!" Frikiza seethed. "Get off!"

King Piccolo looked at her. Ha. She looked angry. Standing with her fists clenched and her legs apart in a defensive stance, glaring at him… Ooo those eyes looked so fierce… "Piccolo. I'm asking you nicely…" Frikiza hissed. "Get off my tail or –"
"Or what!" King Piccolo challenged. "You gonna… you gonna send me back to hell?"

Frikiza tapped her foot in annoyance and clicked her tongue, then held its tip against her teeth as she tried to keep her cool. King Piccolo couldn't help but notice… Her tongue against her teeth, and her shiny lips… he was dreaming again…
"Let me wake up!" King Piccolo ordered. "Stop this!"
"What are you talking about!" Frikiza snapped. "This isn't a dream, you idiot! Now get off me or I will drag you off!" He ki rose as she became more angry; she tried to pull her tail out from under King Piccolo's back, but he was so heavy she wouldn't be able to do it without hurting him. She would have to lift him off her… or use her tail to throw him through the ceiling! That seemed like a more appealing option right now.
"Mm." King Piccolo grunted as he felt Frikiza twist her tail under him in an attempt to break it free.
"Piccolo!" Frikiza yelled. She flew up above King Piccolo and glared down at him. "Do I have to tie you up again?"
"Hahaha!" King Piccolo grinned. "How about I tie you up?"
"Wh-What?" Frikiza gasped.

King Piccolo looked up at her, and his eyes twinkled. Wow… she looked sexy. Since when was she so sexy? Even her stupid icejin face looked good! Being angry really suited her. Was this really not a dream…? Maybe it was real… Maybe his dream had predicted the future! Yes! He'd dreamt about this! It all made sense now! Hahahaha he'd figured it out! That was because he was a genius!
"Yeah!" King Piccolo exclaimed triumphantly. "I get it! You can't fool me!"
"What…?" Frikiza uttered. What the hell was he talking about? He was wasted. Frikiza didn't even have to smell it, she could see it. How the hell had he managed to even get back to his room? He must have been escorted… Oh, how embarrassing! Had he done any damage? How much would she have to pay because of him…? This extra day would end up costing her a fortune!

King Piccolo shifted himself to grab hold of Frikiza's tail. He looked up at her menacingly and grinned.
"I'll let you go… but it'll cost you." He sniggered.
"Oh yeah?" Frikiza snorted. "What?"
"One kiss." King Piccolo said. Frikiza's eyes widened.
"What?"

XXXXX

"What!" The mutants all cried out as they watched their master on a spy-screen.
"My my, isn't he bold?" Zarbon smirked behind them. They were all in Frieza's cave; the mutants had originally turned up to buy a spy-screen, but had started using it immediately out of concern for their heavily intoxicated master.
"Do you think they'll do it?" Cell questioned.
"If they do… does that mean they're in love?" Tambourine asked, and Cell, Frieza and Zarbon all burst out laughing.
"Love? Are you kidding?" Frieza exclaimed.
"Where did you learn about sex, the Disney channel?" Cell sniggered.
"Well why is it such a crazy idea!" Piano frowned. "Frikiza is a lovely girl, I would be thrilled if King Piccolo could fall in love with her."
"Yeah! Then she'd be part of the family." Drum nodded with a big smile on his face.
"Tch. Believe me, if either one of them is going to change it's her." Frieza replied. "He'll bring out the bad in her before she brings out the good in him – not that there is any good in that giant brute."
"Hey! King Piccolo isn't all that bad!" Cymbal argued. "… … hopefully."
"Hmph! Do you boys really think your dear father can become a nicer person?" Zarbon sniped. "What are you hoping for, that he'll suddenly start treating you with respect and you'll all live happily ever after?"
"Well… yeah." Tambourine mumbled. "I mean, eventually… if he meets the right girl, and she can make him happier… maybe he'll be nice to us… Right, Piano?" He looked at his older brother hopefully, praying that Piano would agree with him.
"I… I think it's a possibility." Piano nodded.
"Sorry, Boys." Frieza smirked. "I hate to ruin your dreams, but you could give him a thousand girls and spend all eternity with King Piccolo and he would still treat you like mere insects. It's all you deserve."
"Yep." Cell nodded, putting his arms around the mutants in mocking support. "Sorry, Guys. You were all made to be stamped on. If I were you, I'd end your existences now before he does something really terrible to you." The mutants all hung their heads and groaned.

XXXXX

Back in the hotel room King Piccolo was grinning at Frikiza and forcefully tugging on her tail.
"Come on, Gorgeous!" He exclaimed. "Give me a kiss and I'll release you!"
"What the hell are you talking about!" Frikiza shrieked, her cheeks darkening. "You – you don't want me to kiss you!"
"So why am I telling you to!" King Piccolo growled. She wasn't very smart, was she? Or maybe she was just shy… King Piccolo's grin grew wider when he noticed Frikiza's cheeks had gone dark. She was blushing! "I know you like me." King Piccolo smirked. "So come on – prove it!"
"No!" Frikiza argued, trying to break her tail out of his grasp. He was digging his claws into her skin to keep his grip; she would have to rip them off to get away from him! "Let go! You're hurting!" Frikiza scolded as his sharp claws send a wave of pain through her tail.
"Come on, Frikiza!" King Piccolo ordered impatiently. "Don't be so stubborn!"
"Hey!" Frikiza cried out as King Piccolo suddenly yanked on her tail, dragging her down towards him. "Stop –" Her eyes widened as King Piccolo threw his arms around her waist and squeezed her, chuckling to himself triumphantly.
"Now you're even more stuck!" He exclaimed. "And I'm not letting you go until you kiss me."
"Piccolo, you're drunk." Frikiza hissed, glaring at him. "You don't even want this! You don't like me!"
"I like your body." King Piccolo stated. "And you know, you…" He looked at her face. She was sort of pretty… in an icejin kind of way. Her eyes were pretty, and her face was kind of a cute shape… It was just a shame that she talked too much. "You're kind of cute when you're quiet."

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"Hahahaha!" Cell burst out laughing. "I can't believe he's saying that to her! What an idiot!"
"Not much of a charmer, is he?" Zarbon remarked with a smirk on his lips.
"Shut up!" Piano barked, glaring at them. "He's – he's just not used to talking to girls, that's all! Not girls that he likes, anyway…"
"If he likes her then why is he trying to make her do something she doesn't want to do…?" Drum questioned, his face plastered with concern.
"Yeah… maybe we should try to reach out to Junior to help her…" Tambourine uttered.
"Tch. No need." Frieza grunted. "Remember Frikiza's power level is at least as high as mine – if she wanted to kill that moron she could."
"So… what are you saying?" Cymbal asked, looking at him. "Do you think she just doesn't want to hurt him?"
"Of course not, she never wants to hurt anyone." Frieza growled and looked away in embarrassment. "It's disgusting."
"Well if she does decide to finish him off, it'll be one hell of a way to die." Zarbon smirked. Cell and Frieza started to snigger, while the mutants looked at them in confusion.

XXXXX

"Piccolo, stop it!" Frikiza ordered, trying to break out of the demon king's grasp. "You're drunk!"
"No I'm not!" King Piccolo argued. "It's this bracelet! Your stupid bracelet broke my legs!"
"No, it didn't." Frikiza growled. "Stop it –" She gritted her teeth when King Piccolo tightened his grip on her. Dammit… He was going to break her ribs! He was too drunk to realise his own strength, and also too drunk to protect himself if she actually fought back! She would end up killing him before he let her go. Frikiza's blush darkened as a thought came into her mind. What if she just did it…? It was just one kiss, right? He probably wouldn't even remember it, and even if he did he would definitely pretend that it never happened. He was sort of handsome, after all… even if he did stink of alcohol. Frikiza looked at King Piccolo, and he stared back with a stupid grin on his face, waiting for her to give in to his demands. Idiot… He looked so confident! There wasn't a single doubt in his mind that she would do whatever he wanted. He really thought he was invincible, didn't he? He was so arrogant, and naïve, and he grinned like a simpleton. … Actually, that part was kind of cute. Frikiza smiled a little, and let out a sigh. "Okay." She said. "One kiss, and you'll let me go?" After all… it wasn't much, was it? She'd done worse things.
"Yeah." King Piccolo nodded.
"You promise?" Frikiza said sternly.
"Hahaha!" King Piccolo laughed. "What, you don't trust me?"
"No." Frikiza answered. King Piccolo smirked. Maybe she wasn't so naïve after all.
"You're learning." He said. "I promise – you give me a kiss, and I'll let you go."
"Fine." Frikiza replied. She blushed again, and closed her eyes. "Go on."

Frikiza waited. She felt kind of nervous… Piccolo was going to kiss her! Piccolo! What would his lips feel like…? Rough, she imagined. She pictured him as a forceful kisser, and definitely selfish. He wouldn't care about what she wanted, he would just do whatever satisfied him… He would probably be fierce, and hold her really tightly… Frikiza's heart skipped a beat as she imagined it. This was crazy! Why was she getting so excited? He was just drunk! There was no way he'd want to do this if he was sober! He didn't like her… did he? Well… what if he did? Maybe he could be her boyfriend… No! No! King Piccolo would never want to do that! And even if he did, it didn't matter because he was her client and Frikiza wasn't allowed to date her clients. "Stupid." She thought to herself angrily. How could she even think of such an idea? There was no way she and King Piccolo could ever – huh? Frikiza frowned slightly when she felt a quick warmth against her lips, lasting just a few seconds. Was that it? She opened her eyes to see King Piccolo grinning at her triumphantly.
"What did you think of that?" He beamed. Haha, that had been great! Her lips were so soft and moist… He should have kissed her for longer. Dammit! Would she let him do it again?
"Um…" Frikiza uttered. "Is that it?"
"Huh?"

King Piccolo looked at her in confusion. What the hell did she mean, 'is that it?' ? Wasn't that how icejins kissed? Well… He didn't want to do a stupid icejin kiss! He wanted to do a King Piccolo kiss! And if she didn't like it then to hell with her! "What do you mean!" King Piccolo demanded, suddenly annoyed.
"Well… no offence, but… that was how I kissed my boyfriends in primary school." Frikiza giggled.
"Huh?" King Piccolo gasped. Wait… What! Why was she laughing? She – she thought he kissed like a primary school boy! Oh, no way! He didn't kiss like a kid! He was just – he was just getting warmed up, that was all! Stupid Frikiza!
"Well, anyway." Frikiza said, pulling herself out of King Piccolo's loosened grasp. "A deal's a deal. So we can go to sleep now, right?"

King Piccolo watched as Frikiza moved away from him. No… No, she was not going to mock him! No way! He was going to kiss her again – and he'd kiss her for real this time! Like an adult! He'd give her the best kiss she'd ever had!
"Hey!" King Piccolo snapped, grabbing hold of Frikiza's tail again. "No! We're not done yet!"
"What!" Frikiza frowned. "But you said you would let me go if I kissed you!"
"Yeah but – you didn't!" King Piccolo argued. "You didn't kiss me, I kissed you! And that – that was just a warm-up! So…" His cheeks darkened slightly. "Now you have to do it."
"Okay…" Frikiza sighed. "Fine." She leaned into him, but she had barely gotten near his face before King Piccolo stopped her.
"And give me a proper kiss." He said. "Not… not how you did it in primary school." Actually he was kind of curious to see what it was like – a 'real' kiss. He'd never kissed a girl before… She had better do it good! Otherwise he was going to rip her tail off!
"Are you sure…?" Frikiza uttered, looking at King Piccolo cautiously. "Have you ever done this before…?"
"Yes, of course I have!" King Piccolo barked, his cheeks darkening. Why was she asking him that! What did it matter anyway? He'd spent his youth taking over the world; that was way more important than doing stupid kisses! How dare she imply that he'd missed out! She was the one that had missed out – on dominating the Earth!
"Okay." Frikiza smiled as she looked at him. She didn't believe him. Wow. He really was inexperienced, wasn't he…? It was hard to believe that under all that evilness, all that toughness and fierceness, there was someone who was… young. Someone who new to something, and needed to learn, like a baby bird learning to fly… It was so cute. Frikiza's eyes softened as she looked at King Piccolo. Well… maybe she could teach him. After all, he wouldn't remember, would he? And even if he did, then it would be useful for him later on, if he ever did meet a girl… a girl that wasn't Frikiza… Anyway! Frikiza took a breath, and smirked slightly. "Close your eyes, and follow my lead."

King Piccolo obeyed, and closed his eyes, waiting almost nervously for Frikiza to kiss him. What did she have in mind…? Was she going to use her tongue? Now that King Piccolo thought of it, he'd read magazines where people kissed with their tongues… but he didn't know exactly how they did it. He tensed slightly as he felt the warmth of Frikiza's hands place themselves around his neck, gently touching his face. He felt her place her lips on him, just like he'd done to her. She was doing everything he'd done to begin with, but then King Piccolo felt her lips part. Frikiza opened her mouth, and King Piccolo copied her. Then he felt something warm entering his mouth… Was it her tongue? Yeah… it must be. It was so soft…

Frikiza's tongue played along King Piccolo's teeth at first, brushing along the tips of his fangs cautiously, as if she were giving him time to adjust. Tch. He didn't need time! He wasn't a child! King Piccolo opened his mouth wide and pushed his tongue against hers, caressing it forcefully just to prove that he wasn't afraid of her. He felt her breathing change… Frikiza held her grip on the back of King's Piccolo's head more firmly, pulling his lips towards hers. It was… nice. King Piccolo moved his hands from around Frikiza's tail and slid his palms up her back. Her slim, smooth back. He held the back of her head and kept her in place as his tongue explored the depths of her mouth. She tasted so good… She was so warm, and her lips were so soft… and so was her body. King Piccolo slid his hands down her frame, his fingertips keenly examining the shape of her. He massaged her back, drawing a soft moan from Frikiza's lips. Did she like that…? He caressed her firmer, and moved his hands down to her hips. Her wide, round hips. King Piccolo tugged at Frikiza's flesh greedily and he kissed her, and moved his lustful hands down to her butt. That firm, tight butt. He was dying to touch it. He groped her hungrily, his fingers wrapping themselves around her round buttocks, grabbing at her fiercely until a short gasp suddenly escaped Frikiza's throat.

She stiffened, and pulled her lips away. "Okay." Frikiza breathed. "That's enough." Her cheeks were violet and her heart was racing. Damn… She'd gotten carried away there! She wasn't expecting him to be such a fast learner. His lips were so rough, and he was so forceful… He did hold her tightly, just like she'd imagined. He was so fierce with his hands… How sexy!
"No." King Piccolo frowned. "I want more." He wasn't stopping now. He was enjoying this!
"What!" Frikiza gasped. "No way! Piccolo – we had a deal!"
"Well… you didn't trust me anyway." King Piccolo grinned. "And you were right."
"Hey!" Frikiza cried out as he threw his lips down onto her again and tightened his grip on her butt. "Piccolo!" Frikiza hissed, turning her face away from him. "Stop!"
"Nu-uh! This is fun!" King Piccolo purred into her neck as it presented itself to him. He kissed her neck, just like she had in his dream, then he licked it. It tasted good. It made him want more!
"P-Piccolo!" Frikiza whimpered, her cheeks so dark King Piccolo could feel their heat as he held his face against her. "Stop it!"
"Mm…" King Piccolo groaned, and softly bit her neck. "Don't be so stubborn. This is good, right?"
"That's not the point!" Frikiza hissed. "You're drunk!"
"I'm not!" King Piccolo argued. Hey, but… she wasn't denying it… "You like this!" King Piccolo exclaimed, and looked at her triumphantly. "Because you like me, don't you? You want me to be rough with you, that's what the dream said!"
"What dream…?" Frikiza mumbled. Had he had a dream about her? Oh wow… maybe he did like her! But… but it was wrong! He was drunk – he didn't know what he was doing!
"Come on, Gorgeous." King Piccolo urged. He grabbed Frikiza's shoulders and pushed her onto her back, then pinned his weight on top of her. "Let's have sex!" He beamed.
"What! No!" Frikiza shrieked. "You don't know what you're saying!"
"Yeah I do!" King Piccolo replied, his grin widening as Frikiza struggled beneath him. The movements of her body against his felt so good, and her face looked so cute and delicious… He had to have another taste!

King Piccolo planted his lips on Frikiza's hot cheek and started kissing her all over her face and neck. "Come on! You're – you're so cute!" He said. "And I don't want to… I don't want to waste your body."
"My body…?" Frikiza uttered, trying not to smile as his wave of kisses tickled her skin. She shouldn't be liking this… It was wrong!
"Yeah, you're body's hot." King Piccolo stated. "I love these pyjamas."
"You love my – hey! Piccolo!" Frikiza gasped as the demon king threw his head between her breasts and shook himself between them, his hands grabbing her breasts and pushing them against his face. They were so soft and squishy… so warm, so comfortable… "Piccolo! S-Stop it!" Frikiza squealed, trying to calm herself. Her cheeks felt like they were on fire! Why was she enjoying this so much? She didn't want him to stop… but she did! He was drunk! He didn't really want to do this – she couldn't let him! It would be taking advantage of him. "Piccolo –" Frikiza let out a gasp when she suddenly felt something hard against the bottom of her shorts. Her eyes widened. "Oh my God! Is that your – ?"
"Hahaha, yeah!" King Piccolo exclaimed. "You see what you do to me, Frikiza?" He said, grinding his hips against her and rubbing his stiff organ against her shorts. "Come on. Come on – I'll be really good!" He promised. "I'll be the best you've ever had!"
"I… don't doubt that." Frikiza mumbled, biting her lip as King Piccolo pushed himself against her. God, he was so big! Was he really that attracted to her? Did he really want to…? No! She couldn't. No! Frikiza scrunched her eyes shut and tried to not enjoy the way he was touching her. She didn't like the way he was rubbing against her. She didn't! And his large, rough hands on her breasts didn't feel nice, and the way he was kissing and nibbling at her neck with those amazing fangs… it wasn't fun! No, it wasn't! No no no no no! "P-Piccolo…" Frikiza panted. "Stop… please. I don't want to do this."
"Oh yeah?" King Piccolo smirked against her lips as he attempted to kiss her again. "Tell your body."

Frikiza opened her eyes to realise that her legs were parted and her arms were around his waist, holding him against her. Oh crap…
"Piccolo…" She breathed. "You're drunk. Another time, okay…? I don't want you to do something you regret."
"Grrrr…" King Piccolo growled angrily, suddenly enraged by her concern. "Why do you care about me! Why!"

Frikiza was about to answer, but something about King Piccolo's eyes made her uneasy. He looked out of focus… even more so.
"Are you okay…?" Frikiza asked.
"Uh… yeah…" King Piccolo mumbled. "I'm fine." No… He felt strange. He felt kind of dizzy… ugh. Oh… Oh, he felt sick… then a sudden sharpness filled his mouth. "I'm gonna puke!" He choked.
"What!"

Frikiza watched as King Piccolo threw himself off the bed and raced towards the bathroom, his hand clasped over his mouth. She winced at the sound of him vomiting. Gross… He'd better not have missed the toilet! She was not cleaning that up! "Piccolo!" Frikiza sighed, and climbed off the bed after him.

King Piccolo squatted over the toilet, throwing up an amount of alcohol that would have killed any human within minutes of its consumption. He coughed and spluttered, and took a breath. Okay… Okay, that was most of it. Okay… Good. He actually felt a little better. He felt a little clearer. He would be even better at sex now! Great! His food poisoning was wearing off – but then of course it was! There was no way Goku's weakling wife was going to kill him! The Demon King Piccolo! King Piccolo spat into the toilet, then frowned when he saw two shiny orbs in front of him… … Shit!

Frikiza stepped into the bathroom carrying a bottle of water, just in time to see King Piccolo throw two orange orbs into the sink. Oh, no… "Piccolo, what the hell are they…?" She groaned.
"Wash them for me!" King Piccolo ordered.
"What? No!" Frikiza growled. "That's disgusting!"
"No – you don't understand. I need them –" King Piccolo was suddenly cut off by another overwhelming feeling of sickness, and he returned to throwing up into the toilet. "P-Please…" He gasped. Frikiza paused for a moment, then let out a sigh.
"Fine." She snapped. "But I'm not touching them!" She approached the sink and turned on the tap, then used her ki to move the balls through the water. Oh, this was gross… Why was she doing this? Being nice really sucked sometimes…
"Th-Thanks." King Piccolo breathed, then threw up again. Dammit! What was wrong with him! Five minutes ago he was fine – he was about to get laid! And now… now he felt terrible! Was this how food poisoning worked? Did it come on all of a sudden, and last forever? No… No, this couldn't be happening to him! He was King Piccolo!

Frikiza finished off cleaning the orange orbs, and looked at King Piccolo.
"These are dragonballs, aren't they?" She said.
"… No." King Piccolo uttered. Dammit… was she going to confiscate them? Shit!
"It's okay. I won't take them." Frikiza assured him. "But… you know you can't wish for anything bad, right? I won't let you."
"Ha!" King Piccolo snorted. "You can't stop me!"
"Try me." Frikiza smirked.

King Piccolo turned his head to glare at Frikiza for a moment, but he soon started vomiting again. Dammit… Would this really never stop? He coughed and gagged, breathlessly holding his head over the toilet. Oh, this was horrible… He wanted to go home. He wanted to go back to hell. He didn't want to be alive anymore. Being alive was awful… "Hey." King Piccolo frowned slightly when he felt a warm hand on his back. He looked up to see Frikiza smiling down at him, holding out a bottle of water. "Here." She said.
"…" King Piccolo swiped the water from her hand and downed it thirstily without even taking a breath. He belched, then gasped, and panted as the liquid rehydrated him. It wasn't enough though… He still felt like crap. "More." King Piccolo breathed. "Please."
"Sure." Frikiza smiled. She left the bathroom for a moment, and returned with another bottle of water. She watched as King Piccolo downed it again, a little slower this time. Thank God. He was starting to sober up. "Feel better?" Frikiza asked.
"No." King Piccolo answered miserably, trying to spit the taste of vomit out of his mouth. Frikiza giggled and squatted down beside him.

King Piccolo frowned slightly in confusion when Frikiza placed her hand on his back again and rubbed him gently. Soothingly. It was nice… King Piccolo closed his eyes and hung his head. "Goku's wife poisoned me." He muttered grumpily.
"Are you sure?" Frikiza questioned. "It's nothing to do with all the alcohol you drank?"
"No!" King Piccolo roared. "I'm not drunk! This is food poisoning!"
"Okay." Frikiza said with a smirk. "Of course it is, Sire." King Piccolo froze. 'Sire' … He shuddered. Frikiza noticed, and looked at him. "What's wrong?" She asked, rubbing his back in concern. "Are you cold?"
"Haha…" King Piccolo laughed a little. "No." But it was cute that she was worried. She was too nice for her own good. One day it would get her hurt. By him. King Piccolo looked at Frikiza, and for a brief moment he seemed apologetic. "I'm sorry we couldn't have sex." He said. "I know you wanted to."
"No – I didn't!" Frikiza protested.
"Haha." King Piccolo sniggered, and grinned at her mischievously. "Yes you did. I felt it."
"You felt it…?" Frikiza frowned, unsure of what he meant. How could he – … oh. Yeah. He'd had his hands on her shorts for a second, he must have felt… okay. Frikiza looked away, her cheeks dark. "We would have regretted it." She stated. "You would have, anyway… and then I would have felt bad."
"You're too nice." King Piccolo replied.
"Yeah… maybe I am." Frikiza shrugged. "But you're too nasty."
"Yeah. I am." King Piccolo agreed, and then smirked. "That's why you like me, right?"
"Shut up!" Frikiza hissed. She tried to be angry at him, but she couldn't fight back a small smirk of her own. In a way he was charming… Sometimes. When he was being playful, like this, he was kind of… fun. Frikiza looked at King Piccolo, and giggled slightly. "Yeah." She trailed her finger across King Piccolo's lips, studying their texture. They were so rough, so calloused… and they tasted kind of nice. Frikiza smiled. "You know… you don't kiss like you've never done it before." She said.
"I… I don't?" King Piccolo uttered. Frikiza shook her head.
"Mm-mm." She answered. "I'm sure if we did have sex, you'd be good at it."
"Oh…" King Piccolo mumbled. Oh… well… great! She did want to have sex with him! So what the hell was she waiting for! "So let's go and –" King Piccolo couldn't finish his sentence before he started vomiting again. Frikiza watched with a raised eyebrow, smirking slightly.
"I think we should give it a miss tonight." She suggested. "Don't you?"
"Yeah…" King Piccolo breathed. "Okay…" He collapsed onto the toilet with his forehead resting on the seat, and groaned. "I hate food poisoning…"
"Yeah…" Frikiza sighed, rubbing his back again. "Me too."

XXXXX

"Come on! Give me the dragonballs!" King Piccolo demanded as he and Frikiza made their way out of the bathroom. He'd had another bottle of water and had now gone ten minutes without vomiting, so after making him rinse his mouth out with mouthwash Frikiza was escorting King Piccolo back to bed.
"No! Not if you're going to swallow them again!" Frikiza argued, holding onto his dragonballs.
"I knew it! You are trying to take them!" King Piccolo growled.
"No I'm not, I just don't want to wash vomit off them again if you throw up." Frikiza replied angrily.
"Why not! It's your fault anyway!" King Piccolo snapped.
"My fault! How is it my fault!" Frikiza demanded.
"You made me go to that stupid dinner that gave me food poisoning." King Piccolo said.
"Oh… I am not getting into this." Frikiza seethed. He was infuriating! If he wasn't drunk he'd be dead right now – the only reason she hadn't sent him back to hell already was because she wasn't entirely sure he knew what he was saying. Even though he would probably be just as argumentative if he as sober… He was by far the most difficult criminal she had ever come across! And that included Frieza!

Frikiza lifted up one of the pillows on the bed and held up the dragonballs up in front of King Piccolo. "Look – this is your side of the bed, and I'm putting them here." She placed the dragonballs down on the bed, and covered them with the pillow. "See? So I can't get them without you noticing. Good enough?"
"… Tch." King Piccolo grunted. "Fine. But if you try to get them, I'll eat your tail!"
"That's not the worst thing you've said to me tonight." Frikiza replied with a small smirk.
"Haha…" King Piccolo watched as she climbed into bed and crawled onto her side on all fours. He licked his lips, his gaze locked onto Frikiza's butt. Sexy… she was sexy. But the moment was gone. Too bad. Now he just wanted to sleep… He still felt kind of sick. Damn Goku's wife and her vile cooking! Why had she even tried to poison him anyway! He only had a day to live – what was the point!

Frikiza watched as King Piccolo climbed into bed and lay his head on top of his pillow, protecting his dragonballs. She rolled her eyes. Pathetic.
"Goodnight, Piccolo." Frikiza said, and lay down.
"Night." King Piccolo replied.

Frikiza closed her eyes and attempted to sleep, when she heard King Piccolo moving. Oh God… What was he up to now…? She just wanted to go to sleep! Frikiza felt a sudden weight on her chest and an arm around her waist, and she looked down to see King Piccolo's head nestling itself in her breasts.
"Piccolo…" Frikiza sighed.
"The dragonballs made the pillow funny." King Piccolo growled. "This is way more comfortable…" He buried his face in her breasts and hugged her with his arm, grinning to himself in pure satisfaction. Frikiza looked down at him, and in all her annoyance she couldn't help but smile a little. He was kind of cute, after all… He was heavy though! She couldn't sleep with him on her all night. When he fell asleep she would roll him off. It was pointless trying now – he would just fight her, and she would have to hurt him, and the whole thing wouldn't be any quicker anyway… Frikiza couldn't even stand to think about what a drama it would be if she tried to move him now. He was so stubborn! Unbearable stubborn! She would just wait until he fell asleep. It shouldn't take long, after all. In Frikiza's experience, alcohol made a great sleeping potion.

Frikiza gazed down at the demon king, and a small smile formed on her lips. He looked so comfortable on her chest, so content… it was kind of nice. This was the first time she'd ever seen him so relaxed. Maybe it was the alcohol… either way, Frikiza liked it. She placed an arm around King Piccolo's back and started stroking him lightly, her nails trailing delicately across his skin as her fingertips caressed the textures of his frame. It was relaxing… His back was so warm, even with no shirt on. He was so warm, and so good to touch… Frikiza could get used to this. Maybe. In another place, another time… this would have been nice.

King Piccolo shifted towards Frikiza's hand and let out a low moan, almost like a purr. "That's nice…" He mumbled sleepily. "Keep doing that…"
"Okay." Frikiza answered. She smiled again and planted a soft kiss on his forehead, then looked down at his eyes. "But… can you do me a favour?"
"Mm?" King Piccolo grunted.
"Can you please sleep with your eyes closed? It's creepy." Frikiza pleaded.
"Haha." King Piccolo smirked a little. "I like creeping you out."
"But why?" Frikiza whined.
"Because I'm nasty." King Piccolo replied, and nuzzled his face in her breasts. He hugged her with his arm again, and grinned. "That's why you like me."
"Whatever." Frikiza growled. She looked away and continued stroking his back, waiting for him to fall asleep. As soon as he was asleep, she was definitely turning his eyes away from her. It was just weird.

Author's Note:-
So I hope everybody liked this chapter! It was fun to write hehe, especially the ending n_n' I don't know what anybody else thinks, but I thought it was really cute! Anyway without giving too much away I am *considering* doing a real lemon later in this fic, so if anybody has a strong opinion for or against it then please let me know, and as always please review this chapter and give me your thoughts and criticisms :) Thank you!