Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Instruments in Tune ❯ Good intentions and betrayel ( Chapter 34 )

Instruments in Tune

Author's Note:

Thanks for all the rad reviews; things are getting warmer, HEHEHE

But Love takes time, its not love unless it can last through anything and everything.

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Chapter 35: Good Intention & Betrayal

Upon the lookout Mr.Popo was weeding his tulip border when he heard the guardian walk over to speak to him.

"Kami, is something wrong?"

The guardian looked to the skies and shook his head, he could still feel the presents drawing nearer and nearer they would arrive all to soon.

"The strange evil is near Mr.Popo, I can feel it but it will be a while yet before they arrive, I hope that our brave fighters are making progress"

Mr.Popo sighed he could not predict the torments effecting the elderly guardian and only hoped he was right about Tempo not being to close.

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Goku was on his way back to the house Isabelle's condition was serious he wanted to see how she was doing not for his own sake but for Piccolos.

*I hope she is alright, I have never seen Piccolo in so much anguish*

Goku thought on, in the distance the house finally came into view he could feel the wind begin to pick up, increasing his ki helped his to keep his current speed finally reaching the out stretched sea of grass behind the house.

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Poetries eyes widened her hands cupping her face as the seen before her took shape; in her husbands arms lay her best friend. Or what was left of her.

"Oh my god, Bongo what happened a she looks like a wild animal attacked her"

Bongo did not say a word as he lay the still unconscious Isabelle on the kitchen table clearing away all the crockery; the sounds of the cracking dishes had no effect on his sensitive hearing as they shattered on the ground.

Poetry ran into the bathroom opening all cupboards in search of their medical kit.

The sound awoke Vegeta as he lay stretched out on the pull out couch in the living room, he groggily got to his feet whipping the sleep from his eyes and face, what he saw woke him faster than any sobering remedy ever could.

"What happened?"

Vegeta stepped up to the table he observed Isabelle's damages arms and legs and the massive abrasion on her abdomen, the claw shaped slashes were a clear sigh that this was the work of some sort of beast.

"He failed to protect her that's what?"

Bongo finally spoke his rage still rising from the events that had taken place leaving Isabelle in such a horrific state.

In a swift move Bongo removed the torn piece of cape Piccolo had used to stop the bleeding from Isabelle's abdomen, he threw it forcefully across the room uttering a growl as it his the wall then came to rest on the floor boards.

Poetry returned to the room with some medical supplies, all they may need to save her life now lay in their one medical kit.

Bongo set to work in cleaning the would disinfect then gingerly stitching up the wound each penetration on the needle made another hundred blood vessels burst in Bongos agitated body.

Vegeta watched the work being performed before him, he turned away even he could not bare to see such an innocent defenseless human in such a state.

Poetry sobbed uncontrollable, her eyes red and swollen she was unable to watch the procedure before her, a sound made her turn to the door.

Goku had arrived he walked in also observing the work being commenced to the side stood Vegeta and Poetry also watching intently, he had told she would be safe he was wrong but inside Goku knew Piccolo was not to blame.

Bongo finished stitching and dressing the massive wound still sigh lent her cradled Isabelle into his arms taking her into her room upstairs.

Goku watched as the namek carried the young woman to her room he sighed feeling partly responsible for the pain Bongo was going through a gently yet shaky hand came to rest on his forearm.

"Please…tell me what happened"

Poetry stood with her bloodshot eyes staring up at him, would she except that Piccolo was not to blame.

"She was attacked by a large cat she would not have made it but…Piccolo saved her in time"

Poetry nodded slowly at his words she did not have bitterness against Piccolo but she also knew Isabelle was under his protection and been warned that he could not be trusted.

Goku waited for a response from the despaired woman beside him yet none came, did she believe him about Piccolo or would she take her husbands conclusion as her own.

Whatever it would be Goku would try to convince them of the good intentions Piccolo had toward the young woman. Both turned when bongo emerged from the upstairs area when reached the bottom of the stairs he paused for a moment then walked directly to Goku.

"If you think I hold you partly responsible you are mistaken"

Goku was shocked but listened on it was his advice that led to the decision for Isabelle to train with Piccolo.

"You only had good intentions toward Isabelle, But I can never allow Piccolo to interact with my family again his unreliability and tendency to betray has not faded as I predicted it hadn't"

Goku Nodded but he needed to put the truth forward Piccolo blamed himself for what happened, his friend's emotions were also a priority to him.

"You know it wasn't Piccolos fault this was an awful accident, I could have happened to anyone"

Goku pleaded for Bongo to reconsider the blameworthiness he had placed on his estranged brother, but the nameks mind was made up.

"Then who is responsible, he was suppose to protect her, instead I find her like this, of course I blame him"

Vegeta decided he would be of better use if he listened from the other room he made his exit unnoticed by anyone finding his place back on the foldout couch.

After a few more choice words Goku and Bongo settled the matter.

"I will tell Piccolo of your wish for him to avoid Isabelle"

Goku did not have the heart to tell Bongo of the feeling he suspected had grown between the pair; he would not stand for it if they were true. But he was certain it was too evident there were feelings besides friendship in the training relationship.

All settled into their rooms Goku went into Krillin and Gohan's room, Poetry and Bongo they stayed in the kitchen speaking about Isabelle's condition and how they were to handle her recovery, she would need rest that they would indefinitely supply to her. Into the night they conversed Bongo was unable to keep awake any longer Poetry led him to their room where she lay his exhausted body and mind to rest on their bed she joined him not long after but sleep did not find her.

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Isabelle's eyes flickered open slowly her eyes settled to the light because it was total and utter darkness, the pain had subsided substantially but the discomfort was there and so were the memories.

The heat in the room was unbearable; even though winter had recently ended the house was well heated throughout the year.

Taking in a deep breath made her cough pain wincing through her chest, settling she looked around the room realizing she was once again in her room her house.

*I'm home, I am home thank the lord but…. Piccolo? *

Isabelle remembered the events the last thing she saw was Piccolo in her mind then herself where she lay in her room, trying to move she found it impossible she would tear herself apart once again slumping back into the pillow she relaxed her straining muscles her eyes were giving way.

*Piccolo, where are you, did you bring me home? I am sorry I tried to leave…. Where are you*

Isabelle was startled out of her slumber state by her window creaking open, turning her head a large dark form entered her window placing its feet sighlenlty on the floorboards, Isabelle squinted her eyes attempting to identify the stranger then one of her senses sensed his familiar musky scent.

"Piccolo is that you?"

A Large hand came to rest on her swollen cheek Isabelle smiled still enable to see his face in the dark but knew it was him, he had come as she hoped he would.

"Yeah kid its me how you feelin'"

Piccolo stroked the soft flash against his palm, to his relief Isabelle was conscious and pleased to see him he was afraid she would be unwilling to have him near her after what happened.

Isabelle whispered through her swollen lips as she looked up at only seeing the outline of Piccolos face and jaw from the skylight above them.

"Mmmm, I am so tired "

Again Piccolo stroked her face in the dark he smirking at her words, he would not have done this if she could have seen his face his ego would still hold him back.

"Sleep, just sleep"

Before he finished Isabelle was already sound asleep her face falling heavily into his palm, delicately he settled her back onto the pillow watching her face as she took each breath to be sure she was stable, if another were to have known his presents they would attack first ask questions later.

He crept sighlently out the way he came walking instead of flight to suppress his ki fully and avoid being seen.

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