Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Instruments in Tune ❯ A Momentary Truce ( Chapter 19 )

Instruments in Tune

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Has peace been found along with a solution to the approaching threat.

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Chapter 20: A momentary truce.

Piccolo found the back door to the house the familiar porch brought back the flood of memories that had been embedded in his subconscious, the porch the prairie of grass the black pine trees.

After the familiarity Piccolo observed the forms outside, Vegeta was leaning up against the trunk of a black pine staring off into the distance, the next was Krillin lying in the grass next Gohan doing stretches Krillin sat up from the grass whispering into Gohan's ear then they simultaneously turned looking in the same direction.

Piccolo followed to where they were observing to find Goku speaking seriously with Bongo who was over a foot taller than Goku but still did not reach Piccolos height.

Piccolo was astonished the last thing he remembered was being attacked almost blown to pieces by Bongo and now he was conversing with Goku.

Piccolo opened the back door stepping out onto the porch the first to turn to see his was Bongo with his sensitive hearing he eyed his elder brother cautiously, Goku noticed the tension and decided to act on it.

"Hey Piccolo" Walks up to Piccolo "How are ya feelin'"?

Goku placed his hand on Piccolos shoulder only to have it shrugged off along with and icy glare from Piccolo.

Goku scratched the back of his head and grinned nervously.

"Ah.. I guess its still not 100 % heh"

Piccolo ignored Goku turning to look at Bongo whom had not moved an inch from where he stood.

Bongo crossed his arms over his chest and returned the glance to Piccolo, not a word was uttered and again Goku broke the silence.

"Your brother and I were talking, I told him the whole story and he has agreed to help us"

Goku walked up next to Piccolo gesturing his hand toward Bongo whose gaze had not faulted away from Piccolo.

"Just as you were coming out Bongo was telling he the terms we need to agree on if he helps us…"

"After this is over you must leave at once"

Goku was cut of by Bongo, who flatly and coldly stated his terms whilst still eyeing Piccolo with the eye he had left.

Piccolo turned toward Goku not answering his brothers comment directly rather answering to Goku.

"My thoughts exactly"

Piccolo turned walking out toward where Krillin, Vegeta and Gohan were in the sea of grass.

Goku's smile turned into a frown the tension between the two brothers was denser than he could have ever imagined, he now realized why a brother was never mentioned in Piccolos family history.

Bongo watched Piccolo walk away like a hawk not even blinking as he did he felt a presents walk p beside him he turned to find Goku.

"Bongo is it? "

Bongo nodded turning his body to face Goku's dropping his crossed arms to relax by his sides.

"Well I guess it's none of my business but since we are going to be working together you guys could try to get along a little?"

Bongos face curved a smile as he saw the sincerity in Goku's face he exhaled deeply through his nostrils shaking his head.

"That's not possible friend, and it may never be"

Goku's face again frowned he nodded an understanding yes he could see the pain in the Bongos face and understood that the pain and feelings between the two brothers was great and may never be resolved.

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Gohan stopped his stretching when Piccolo approached him in the grass; he stood up with an enormous smile across his face.

"Mr. Piccolo you look heaps better how is your arm?"

It then occurred to Piccolo his arm was dislocated but on inspection it looked felt and operated perfectly normal, he than realized the pain he felt earlier whilst sleeping was his arm being pushed back into its socked.

*Must have been the girl*

Piccolo thought to himself as he flexed his arm watching the muscles as they operated normally.

"Gook as new kid"

A smirk crossed the nameks face as he watched the young boy smile yet again.

"So evergreen, it seems your fathers tree sprouted an extra root!"

Vegeta smirked evilly toward Piccolo.

Piccolo in turn crossed his arms a snarl crossing his face.

"Shut up"

Piccolo snapped to the Saijin prince this was the last thing he wanted questions about his brother.

Vegeta snickered and returned to his staring out into the endless landscape around them.

"Owe come on Piccolo its cool having a little brother, I bet you could teach his a few good moves"

Krillin stood up smirking widely at Piccolo who again snarled now at the stout bald monk before him.

"Don't be absurd we are not here to catch up of family exchange"

Krillin recoiled his face turned blank he looked back to the namek that was obviously unhappy at the idea.

"OK chill Piccolo I was just kidding he doesn't need any training anyway he is a pretty good fighter"

Piccolo uttered a low growl, but knew it was true his brothers skills had improved the only reason he was able to injure Piccolo earlier was from his underestimating him. Piccolo tuned to watch the brother he had not seen in so many years was still talking to Goku.

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Isabelle was in the kitchen of the house her hand was not still slightly saw and tingling from the circulation being cut off from Piccolos grasp.

*He is so strong I never imagined anyone being stonger than Bongo*

Isabelle mused to herself Bongo had tried to teach her to fight but only succeeded in hurting her during their short lived training sessions also Vella her mother did not approve her parents had moved away unable to cope with pressures of farm life a few years ago.

They had no money and were desperately on the verge of poverty their only solution was to move back to the city, they begged Isabelle to go with them but she insisted on staying with Bongo and his family.

Poetry the only friend Isabelle had whom also lived in the wilderness had come to stay with them for a few years before Vella and Adam left, Poetries time at the farm ended with her and Bongo wedding 3 years ago.

"Isabelle, is he up yet?"

Isabelle turned out of her daydream to find her former friend and now sister in law Poetry standing in the doorway of the kitchen whispering.

"Yes, he went outside to see Bongo."

Smiling Poetry relaxed her tenseness walking over to Isabelle, Poetries long sandy blond hair was also tied into a long plat like Isabelle's reaching down to the middle of her back.

Her crystal blue eyes were mesmerizing.

They had always fussed about their hair having to have the same style it stuck with them into their teenaged years though Poetry was a year older than Isabelle and much wiser in the ways of the world.

Poetry had lived in the city she knew the way society worked and knew what to watch out for even though they were friends Poetry was a confidant to Isabelle when she needed to advice on subjects Bongo didn't even know existed.

The woman's subjects he called them when those discussions came up he would leave feeling very out of place.

"My goodness he is enormous Isabelle he could have killed you out there, why did you go out there"?

Isabelle's smile turned to one of guilt, she was not allowed out during the night for the very reason of dangers like these.

"I was out for a walk and head some noise I went to investigate it and, well…found his there"

Poetry shook her head and laughed gently to her friend's innocents and shyness, she almost felt like a mother for a second time.

"You give me so much trouble my friend, well sister"

Both young women laughed together in the kitchen at the thought once friend they were now the closest thing to being blood sisters…

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