Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Instruments in Tune ❯ Avoid at all costs ( Chapter 20 )

Instruments in Tune

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Chapter 21: Avoid at all costs

Isabelle and Poetry were giggling in the kitchen they enjoyed talking about the past all the enjoyable occasions when she first moved into their home with Vella, Adam, bongo and Isabelle.

"Its amazing how similar they look, I would never had thought, I knew Bongo had a brother but he is not what I expected"

Poetry referring to Piccolos stern appearance and crude nature Bongo was so terrible different.

Isabelle did not take much notice of what Poetry had said.

"Well can you finish up here I am going to go hand out the washing there always something dirty around here"

Isabelle Picked up the washing basket the clothes overflowing blocking her view when she walked, at the sight of this Poetry began to laugh out load along with Isabelle whom was on the verge of falling flat on her face washing basket and all.

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( OUTSIDE )

Piccolos ears perked up to the sound of laughter coming from the house they were both female voices. This aroused his curiosity slowly he approached the house he was now a few feet from the porch, A large form stepped in front of his blocking his bath Piccolo eyed the figure not amused by their attempts.

Calmly but firmly Piccolo spoke up.

"Get out of my way"

Bongo did not flinch he was not about to let his unpredictable brother go into a house where the only 3 people he left he loved were, He stood staring up at Piccolo without fear but nor anger.

"What do you intend to do?"

Bongo casually but firmly inquired from Piccolo his arms had now crossed over his chest.

"I would not waist my energy on those humans, now get out of my way"

Piccolo edged closer he was now inches away from Bongos face, he could still see scars in the shape of his nails engraved over Bongos eye socket the attack was fierce and would never be forgotten.

Bongo did not move this made this infuriated Piccolo he was about to shove his younger brother aside when he noticed a small movement by Bongos leg.

Looking down he saw an astonishing sight, a child not just any child this child had blond hair, black eyes and emerald skin. She was Bongos & Poetries daughter Cyndel her antenna poked out through her hair dangling above her forehead.

She retreated behind her fathers' massive leg when Piccolo glanced down at her she was not afraid, she was embarrassed he looked so much like her father but bigger and looked angry.

"As long as we have to work together and live together you will obey my wishes"

Bongo leaned down not removing his eyes from Piccolo gently picked up Cyndel in his arms walking inside he finally glanced away from Piccolo.

Piccolo stood in utter dismay he was not one to be surprised by many things but a namek with a family a wife, his brother with a daughter this was an enigma to Piccolo.

*He always liked that brat back then, no wonder he produced his own*

Piccolo huffed about to walk away from the house but then heard a conversation being conducted inside the house he was interested so he listened.

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(INSIDE THE HOUSE)

"But Bongo I don't think he would harm us there is a situation that is very serious at hand"

Poetry reassured her husband of his concerns he was sure Piccolos intension toward the 3 important people in his life was not moral.

"I do not want you near him especially not Cyndel, promise me that you will avoid him at all costs"

Bongo looked sternly at his wife she intern looked into his black eyes he was full of concern she did not like to see him worried.

"It will be difficult concerning they will be here for an entire year" Poetry smoothed her palm over Bongos cheek stroking his emerald skin gently reassuring him.

"I promise to be careful, do not distract yourself away from the task at hand"

Bongo smiled gently full of warmth as Poetries hand felt his face he leaned down kissing her soft lips gently and lovingly, he cared to much for her and their daughter he would not let anything touch them.

Bongo broke the kiss as gently as he gave it, Cyndel had fallen asleep in his arms her head resting on his massive shoulder muscle.

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Piccolo had herd the conversation his brother did not trust his presents anymore than Piccolo wanting to be there himself.

Piccolo walked of the back porch of the house he was satisfied with the notion of not having to deal with his brothers family, Gohan was waiting in the grass along with Krillin and Vegeta Goku had also joined them.

"Hey Piccolo so what did Bongo say"

Goku turned hoping the conversation was a on a positive not and that no foul words were exchanged to his relief Piccolo looked calm.

"Everything is fine"

Piccolo sat down on the grass his arms crossed he began to meditate he only wanted peace there was too much commotion and emotion.

Krillin spoke up from his position on the ground

"So Goku, what's next do we train or relax"?

Krillin said with a smirk his attempt at humor was only able to amuse Goku.

"I wish Krillin, we've gotta train, yeah I wish we could relax but…"

Vegeta rudely interrupted Goku.

"You are such a fool Kakarot, this is a serious situation and all you two are concerned about is what is more important, to live by training or die by relaxation technique"

Vegeta strutted over to Goku and Krillin who were next to Gohan and Piccolo on the prairie grass.

"What about you namek, are you here for a reunion or to train?"

Piccolo cracked open one of his eyes from his meditation then shut it again he was not about to waist his time with a strutting peacock like Vegeta.

"Ohh the sighlent treatment well then you can all relax while I train, then when the time comes I will live and you will all perish"

Vegeta pointed his index finger at the rest of the group, turning his head he powered up shooting up into the sky leaving dry grass and dirt flying in all directions narrowly missing the rest of the fighters.

"Boy he sure knows how to bug someone off"

Krillin lounged back onto the grass his hands cradling the back of his head he looked up into the sky the.

"Dad when will we really start training?"

Gohan sat up from the grass to his father whom was watching as Vegeta disappeared into the distance. He looked at Gohan a grin accords his face.

"A.S.A.P Gohan if Vegeta wants to train on his own then so be it, but we will all train together"

Goku sat down on the grass next to Krillin.

"And we will all do our best, this is a threat that is very serious three of our friends lost their lives and we will train with them in mind"

Piccolo snorted under his breath at the sentiment but knew that Tien, Yumcha and Chouzu did their best to defend themselves and fought with bravery. But the time for mourning in to at hand it was time to train.

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In the upstairs bedroom of the house was Isabelle she had finished hanging up the washing load after load now she sat reading a book beneath the sky light in the ceiling she always loved watching the stars come out at night from her bed sometimes even the moon came into view.

Isabella looked up from her book at the sound of the door creaking open a small blond covered head peaked in and smiled brightly her lips curving around her fangs.

"Come in Cyndel have you been a good girl for your mommy and daddy?"

Cyndel jumped into the room and onto Isabelle's bed that was lined with a white lace sheet wrinkling it on impact.

Isabelle was a proud aunt whom cared for Cyndel with all her heart, always tolerate of Isabelle even in the worst of situations she knew that her half namek being would cause her to grow much swifter than normally in a few years she would look and act like a teenager rather than a four year old.

"Well if you have then you can color in some pictures"

Isabelle deposited her book on the bedside stool she then proceeded away from the bed to the desk against the large rectangular window finding a box of crayons she had saved especially for Cyndel.

Just as Isabelle was about to move away from the desk her eye caught the sight of the Z fighters lounging in the grass her attention focused even more when they all started to rise up off the ground the first to his feet was Piccolo, his height was impressive along with his presents.

Isabelle found herself staring at him her mouth dropped open slightly unknowing to herself she was jolted out of her trance by Cyndel tugging in her green skirt.

"I'm sorry Cyndel here you are some beautiful crayons use them wisely"

Cyndel rapidly took the box away and began her coloring at the desk.

Isabelle shook her head she became anxious.

*What is the matter with me I must be loosing all my sense*…

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