Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Instruments in Tune ❯ Room for improvment ( Chapter 26 )

Instruments in Tune

Author's Note:

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Chapter 27: Room for Improvement.

The morning glow was hardly visible through the sill raging Blizzard it had not stopped or even decreased in its raging of the countryside, the despair of not knowing weather a loved one is dead or alive.

Bongo sat on the living room floor his back against the wall he had not slept the entire night, Poetry in his arms they were wrapped in a thick blanket she also did not sleep the entire night but her smooth breathing meant she finally found her slumber.

Bongo looked down to his wife's mound of sandy blond hair against his chest, leaning down he kissed the strands gently to not wake her, she did not stir.

Krillin, Gohan and Vegeta were still fast asleep around the living room snores could be herd from Krillin but only once every now and then.

Goku stood by the window waking a few hours earlier he had hoped the blizzard would have cleared but his hopes were shadowed by the blinding white over the window.

"I hope against all odds that she is alive"

Bongo whispered into Goku's direction, Goku nodded his head in response his hopes were also on Piccolo Goku thought now would be the time to give some hope to the exhausted Bongo.

"Don't lose hope, Piccolo is out there too he could have found her before it was to late"

Bongo silently nodded his head the differences between him and Piccolo may never be solved but for the first time he hoped Goku was right about him.

Goku smiled turning back to the window the white had become only whiter it was now impossible to know if it was day or night, he retreated back to the armchair where Gohan was asleep.

And they waited still against all odds for the blizzard to die down to begin their search.

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Isabelle stirred the cold air had now subsided the blanket covering her body was wrapped tightly around her so no heat would escape.

She opened her eyes seeing nothing but darkness and the light flicker of the dying fire she wanted to know if Piccolo was still in the cave close by, she was afraid to be alone in the blizzard.

Slowly lifting her head she looked around the cave looked deserted she could not see his anywhere, the cold was now again becoming apparent her clothes layer down beside her had dried.

Slowly Isabelle lifted to her feet clutching the blanket still, she took one last glance around still nothing hurriedly she dropped the blanket to the ground grabbing up her clothing and dressing with haste.

Once clothed Isabelle observed her surroundings, the cave was not large but a comfortable size the ceiling was high, the walls thick and rocky along with the ground.

Slowly so as not to plunge over the unseen rocks Isabelle proceeded toward the entrance of the cave, before her was a blanket covering the entrance like the entrance of a tent it did its work in keeping out the cold air.

*This place is amazing, I wonder how far I am from home*

She thought about her rescuer where he could have gone in such a blizzard and why.

Isabelle rubbed her arms from a sudden chill down her spine and underside of her arms, returning to the back of the cave she sat on the ground hoping Piccolo would soon return if at all.

A scrunching sound suddenly echoed into the cave walls Isabelle tensed watching the entrance attentively, the blanked was then pushed out of the way by a large figure, and he carried something in his hands.

"Piccolo?"

Isabelle then had a sigh of relief she recognized the cape and turban he wore.

"Yes?"

His gruff voice responded with calmness much to her surprise, She crawled closer to the fire in an effort to see his face more clearly in the darkness.

"I was just making sure it was you"

Isabelle watched as Piccolo gingerly placed a variety of fruits to the ground from his hands.

Before rising to his feet he took a quick yet slow glance at her large sincere eyes.

"I would not expect anyone else in this weather"

Isabelle sighed in agreement his back turned to her she raised her eyebrows to herself eyeing the fruit on the ground, her stomach made a gurgles sound she tried desperately to suppress it but only made it loader.

"Looking at it won't do much…eat"

Piccolo crossed his legs and began meditating after giving the girl a sideways glance as she reached for a green apple.

"Thank you Piccolo"

Having a huff as a response Isabelle gently yet hungrily bit into the apple, her mouth satisfied by its mix of sweet and sour juices.

"How long do you think it will be before the blizzard dies down Piccolo?"

Isabelle placed the now core of her apple on the cave floor reaching for another to satisfy her hunger.

"A day, to a week"

Isabelle almost chocked in the piece she was swallowing upon hearing his words she finished swallowing.

"A WEEK, but how can we survive in here a whole week?"

Isabelle's started to panic at the thought to survive an entire week only on fruit and water with no other comforts.

Piccolo averted opening his eyes he was now realizing it would not be as simple as he had thought.

"You can and you will"

Piccolo then stood up from his meditative position pacing over to the almost distinguished fire sending a small blast it regained its former glory along with lightening the room.

Isabelle was now able to clearly see the namek before her; this was the first clear view of his face she had seen, apart from their first encounter a few months earlier but even then it was to dark to see.

*My, his eyes nicer than I thought*

Isabelle watched as Piccolo built about the fire, his sharp features clearly defined by the fires glow she could still see the face of the young namek she knew almost a lifetime ago.

Piccolo felt her eyes upon him his curiosity was beginning to overtake him he looked up into the russet gaze staring back at him he found himself looking around her face remembering almost every curve from her cheekbones to her earlobes.

Isabelle turned away when he looked at her she was not expecting such a reaction, did he know she was look intently at him.

*What is happening to me, what am I doing? *

Isabelle rebuked to herself looking at the fire.

Piccolo also turned away he felt a fool, what was happening he had never allowed himself to be engrossed by anyone, how was it possible that this girl had caught his attention so forcefully.

"You are extremely unfit, any more out of shape and you would be dead"

Piccolo placing a harsh statement in an effort to suppress the new yet uncomfortable sensation in his gut, pushing the thoughts aside

Isabelle was slightly offended and did not take it lightly much to her own surprise.

"What do you mean? I am fairly robust for my age"

Piccolo snorted at Isabelle's statement he observed her thin yet shapely figure with haste, He snorted with a grin crossing his face.

He was not about to let this girl waste their time by just sitting by and watch them train while she walks out into the snow knowing her safety would be guaranteed by them.

"Yeah right, you robust!"

Piccolo crossed his arms looming over the girl on the cold rock floor.

"I would need to see that to believe it"

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