Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Instruments in Tune ❯ Timid soul ( Chapter 22 )

Instruments in Tune

Authors Note: Great reviews from everyone; they are such help because they let me know I am on the right track.

**************************************************************** **

Chapter 23: Timid soul

The first week of training had come to pass all to quickly, the Z fighters had not improved greatly in Vegeta's opinion he was striving to get ahead of the rest, and his determination to achieve super Saijin status was great.

Vegeta continued his endless blasting of the surrounding trees into oblivion the fire from the leaves illuminated his black eyes into a fiery yellow, after the smoke and burning subsided he felt the need for another important fixation.

He flew back toward the house it was midday meaning nutrition was in the works his hunger had escalated higher than he could ever had anticipated, but this was expected being that he had gone off food since yesterday morning.

Vegeta landed in the front yard of the house strutting straight to the front door not bothering to be gentle almost snapped the screen door off its hinges and entered.

"What is the meaning of this?"

Poetry & Isabelle's heads shot up from the sudden outburst of Vegeta's, they were busy preparing lunch for all the fighters. The enormous appetite of Saijins required Poetry to venture into town for extra supplies. This was exhausting and needed Isabelle's assistance more readily around the kitchen.

"What is the problem Vegeta?"

Vegeta eyed Poetry as if she were dim-witted.

"I need fuel woman, and I need it now"

Vegeta crossed his arms glaring at both women as they worked in the kitchen, Vegeta observed Isabelle trembling slightly he knew she was afraid of him. Poetry did not enjoy being taunted but she tolerated it the situation was serious and she would do whatever was necessary for the fighters to be at their best.

"I am sorry it will be ready shortly, everyone else is outside why don't you go and join them"

Poetry dried her hands in a dishcloth.

Vegeta snorted a response then headed for the back door to the yard where the Z fighters were waiting for the same reason.

"Owe man I wish they could go just a little faster, I cant take it anymore"

Goku rubbed his stomach and felt like passing out from his cramp of hunger.

Bongo rose to his feet he did not require food intake so he was not as anxious as the rest

Of the fighters instead he walked toward the house, he had herd the commotion going on between Vegeta and his wife he wanted to be there in case.

---------------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------

"Ahh finally now its all ready, Isabelle why don't you go and call them in"

Isabelle almost dropped the glass she was carrying to the table; she had avoided all direct contact with the Z fighters for the past week except for a quick conversation with Goku.

She always ate before them but today she would need to eat with them, she gingerly placed the glass on the table and turned to Poetry.

"Why do I need to go and get them cant you just go and call them from the door"

Isabelle's eyes pleaded for her friend to understand that she wanted little to nothing to do with the fighters.

Poetry stopped what she was doing to glance up at Isabelle she could see the unwillingness in her eyes, but knew it was important for her shy friend to learn to live along side strangers and tolerate them.

"Now that would not look very good for me to start yelling out across the valley would it, please Isabelle they will not bite you"

Poetry giggled under her breath, Isabelle gave in and headed for the back door.

*I guess she is right what can they possible do*

Isabelle strode out the door heading for the group on the grass; the slight slit in her skirt came up exposing her knee making her feel uncomfortable but she kept going.

---------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------

The fighters all finished rising to their feet Bongo was about to head for the house when he spotted Isabelle approaching in the distance and motioned for her to come over to them so he could formally introduce her.

Krillin and Gohan noticed Bongo motioning with his hand for someone turning to see they saw Isabelle.

"Whhhaaaooo, who is that?"

Krillin stared wide-eyed at the attractive girl walking toward them his mouth gaped along with Gohan's.

Isabelle reached the group sticking as close as possible to Bongo.

"Nice of you to come and see us Isi"

Bongo placed his arm around Isabelle's shoulder to comfort her he could see her reluctance.

"Friends may I introduce you to Isabelle"

All waved at Isabelle without a word, in turn Isabelle did the same.

"Goku you have already met, this is Krillin, Gohan & Vegeta"

Bongo presented each individually to Isabelle she smiled shyly to each of them.

Vegeta noticed the wide-eyed and gaping mouths of both Krillin and Gohan.

"You can role your tongues back up now baldy and Kakarot's son"

Both of them jumped back regaining their composure, their cheeks began to glow darker.

Bongo then noted Piccolo standing at the back of the group looking away to the other direction.

"And you know Piccolo"

Bongo again motioned toward Piccolo; Isabelle nodded her head as a greeting Piccolo gave a slight nod without turning to face her.

Bongo saw this & it irritated him but he was not concerned with the fighters becoming close to them, they would leave after this ordeal was over and done with.

"I assume the food is ready"

Bongo knew Isabelle's painful shyness and decided it would be easier for her if he smothers things along for the moment.

In response Isabelle nodded and began walking away toward the house.

"ALRIGHT"

Goku almost jumped into the air from his glee he was the only one to run to the house and through the door, the rest walked casually together Gohan stopped turning to see Piccolo was not joining them.

"Mr. Piccolo aren't you coming?"

Piccolo turned to face the young boy and smirked slightly.

"No thanks kid, I have other things on my mind"

Returning to his observing of the horizon Piccolo fell sigh lent

Gohan shrugged he knew Piccolo did not eat but did not understand why he had become more distant since they had arrived here.

---------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------

Poetry had already endured Goku, Vegeta and Gohan's table manners for the past week but this was all new to Isabelle.

She watched as the three Saijins disposed of every morsel of food like they had not eaten in weeks.

"Boy you three sure know how to impress a lady"

Krillin grumbled resting his head in his palm with a sideways glare at the Saijins.

They ignored Krillin completely continuing their activity of food storing.

When the meal was over all the fighters retired to their sleep, Krillin and Gohan were giving the up stairs bedroom that had a bunk bed for them.

Goku slept in Isabelle's room so Isabelle took residence in Cyndel's room for the time being, Vegeta slept on the foldout couch downstairs.

Bongo was in the dining room with Poetry they were discussing more permanent sleeping arrangements for all of them when a thought occurred to Poetry.

"Bongo where will we put Piccolo?"

Bongo stiffened at her words the last person he wanted sleeping under the same roof with was his erratic brother.

"Don't concern you self he sleeps outside, he would not be caught dead inside a house"

Bongo was sure of this Piccolo never slept inside to his memory and for the past week refused to come into the house all together.

"Are you sure?"

Poetry felt guilty at the though of a guest sleeping outside he was still a living being even if Bongo did not trust him.

Bongo gently stroked his wife's sandy blond plat sliding his finger down it to the very end looking acutely into her blue eyes .

"Yes I am"

They both smiled seductively and retired to their own room that was downstairs for the night…

**************************************************************** *****

Thank you all for reading please review….