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Instruments in Tune

Author's Note:

Thank you to those who took the time to review my voice is improving slowly but I am still unable to pronounce words clearly.

Ohh well read on…

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Chapter 38: The effects of the heat

Piccolo was sparring with one of his clones not far off from the homestead, the past week had been hard yet easy at the same time he continued to train hard in an effort to block away other trivial things that just did not seem to want to sees.

"What is it about her, why only her, I can't remove the images of her out on my MIND"

Aloud Piccolo cursed to his clone that managed to dodge the fasted swing Piccolo delivered.

"Forget her she is a useless, weak, pathetic, naive woman only to slow you down and make you soft"

The clone snickered with an evil grin, usually these word would also receive a grin from Piccolo but this time a different feeling came he was angry at his clones words every syllable echoed in his mind like a shrill scream. `Weak, pathetic, naive woman…'

"NO, SHE, IS, NOT"

Piccolo surprised his clone delivering a heart wrenching kick in the gut, belting over on impact the clone gagged falling to the ground clutching his gut wincing and gagging at the throbbing pain.

Piccolo watched shocked at his own actions, the anger that had developed in him had generated a strength to defeat his own clone that knew him inside out, could predict his every move and thought.

The clone lay on the ground still in pain when Piccolo landed beside him.

The clone looked up at Piccolo grinning at his defeat.

"You are becoming soft but it could be a way to improve your strength that was a good one"

Piccolo said nothing as his clone found the strength to stand and slowly absorb back into him.

*Its true, but I do not want to forget her, she is unforgettable but it will never go any farther than this*

Almost saddened Piccolo closed his eyes in defeat knowing the time together with Isabelle had come to an end and if they survive this new evil will never see her again.

Is only resort for the moment was to meditate to try and finally figure out the feelings he had and what he must do to remove them from his being many hours will be required but he knew it was the only way to regain himself to whom he was before…he would need to forget her.

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Two weeks had passed the Z fighters training over the past 10 months had played off; their strength and strategies had improved greatly each emphasizing their own skills.

But not all were indulging in their success, Isabelle's wounds had healed remarkably she was now able to walk and restart her usual activities around the home Poetry was in need of much help around the home.

Bongo and Isabelle were on speaking terms but neither ever uttered anything about Piccolo for separate reasons, Bongo did not want to relive the conversation of a few weeks earlier and Isabelle was afraid to enrage her brother.

But Isabelle's heart was weeping invisible tears of sadness, she missed her sensei greatly she desired him to be close to her and for the past 3 weeks she had not seen him.

*I miss his so much, I am wasting my heart he does not care for me, well not the way I wish he did I know he sees me as a child hat can't stay out of trouble*

"Isabelle?"

Poetry called Isabelle from the washing line where she was hanging up the clean wet garments, Isabelle swiftly answered her call

"Could you be a dear and finish hanging these up for me, I need to go and help Cyndel with something"

Isabelle nodded.

"Sure, go on I'll finish here"

"Thank you "

Poetry left the yard going around the side of the house to reach the front yard.

*I wonder what he is doing now, arrrrh I need to try and forget him not remember him*

Isabelle pouted to herself, she knew that love was when you yearned for someone that you can not stand being away from always thinking about them she knew that when two people loved one another they would indulge in forbidden pleasures.

In her beliefs, Isabelle would not indulge in such things unless under wedlock, Vella her mother gave her some knowledge of the bible and its commandments she remembers them vividly and vowed to stand by them.

*I would not let myself go that far, I can be strong I want to be married before I give myself to someone*

Finishing with the clothing Isabelle was now sweaty and lethargic the sun was high and strong

The days had finally grown warm the sun dominated the heavens while the clouds retreated out of sight, the house was unbearable in the heat so all opted to be outside whilst there was any hint of daylight.

"I am going to go swimming would anyone like to come?"

The fighters abruptly shook their heads as they sat underneath the air conditioner in the lounge.

"No thanks Isabelle, we don't even have the strength to move let alone swim"

Came a muffled response from a Krillin leaning up against the wall and flat on the floor.

The rest of the fighters except Vegeta nodded, sighing sluggishly as they leaned against the wall on the floor.

"OK, well that is where I will be if anyone needs me"

Isabelle smiled and left to pack the essentials.

Isabelle was packing what she needed in her room, because of the heat she decided to bath along with a swim, packing her home made soap, towels and home made shampoo she packed them all into a sports bag swinging it over her shoulder she headed for the lake.

But then rethought the idea, she would prefer a hot bath than a cold one so returned to her room unpacking the home made soap and shampoo. Keeping the first toil and adding another.

"Hmm I would prefer a hot bath and a hairdryer than a cold dip and cold wet dripping hair"

She said aloud to herself

Changed into a one-piece swimsuit it had a vivid violet coloring with the back being bare, wearing some garments over it she then was on her way to the lake

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Piccolo was meditating above the only waterfall for a great distance the sound emanating a light pleasing tune in his ears he was lost in the sound and the sensation when he sensed something else breaking out of his meditation he pondered whether he should investigate if it would just make things worse.

"Might as well I have nothing better to do"

With that said and decided Piccolo flew into the direction to investigate his what his senses could not ignore.

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Isabel reached the lake taking a moment to absorb the beauty of the outstretching body of water that had almost taken her life only months earlier, dropping the beach bag beside her she reached in for a towel to place on the bank.

The towel spread evenly over the bank Isabelle removed her over garments to reveal her shapely womanly body covered by the violet swimsuit.

Isabelle tested the water with her slender fingers it was a haven compared to the heat felt from the sun, she gently walked in until the clear water came to rest at her waist.

*Hmmm this is perfect, I wish the others could enjoy this too*

Enjoying the cool not cold sensation against her skin the swimsuit keeping her body temperature even, she could stand the water.

Isabelle reached for her braid that reached down to her waist and slowly began to unwind it from tip to root, with each twist releasing her thick soft hair, it was permed into waves from being in a constant braid.

*Here goes*

Dunking her head beneath the water, she stayed under for a few second remerging for air her hair no w clung tightly to her skin.

The sound if light crunching caught Isabelle's ear from behind her on the bank, she turned and gasped at the sight.

"Sensei what are you doing here, its been awhile since I have seen you"

Before her stood Piccolo, the one she had been missing trying to forget he was now here after all this time.

Piccolo had arrived shortly before Isabelle at the lake he watched as she removed her garments revealing the bathing suit beneath not leaving much to his imagination, Piccolos eyes widened at her shape, perfectly proportioned curves including the undeniable attractive appendages on her chest.

He tried to remove his gaze from her but his eye betrayed him, they stared at her as she tested the water entering slowly it aroused a new sensation in Piccolo that he had never felt in his life desiring something he had never before.

*What is happening to me, I feel so feverish, I cannot stop thinking about things that I have never thought of, she is my student…. *

He watched on as Isabelle began to unwind her long braid revealing the glorious thickness of her wavy locks, he had a longing to reach out and feel the golden brown strands between his fingers slide then down the entire length.

*What is she doing here, it could be dangerous?"

Piccolo regained his senses striding sighlently barely able to remove his eyes as she submerged then resurfaced from the water; out from the covering of the trees he emerged stopping at the bank behind Isabelle he crossed his arms waiting for her to become aware of his presents.

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Piccolo is starting to take the hint of his subconscious but will his conscious let it surface or his sense get in the way?