Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Instruments in Tune ❯ Reimburse for forgivness ( Chapter 39 )

Instruments in Tune

Author's Note:

Not much to say only that thanks to those whom reviewed and lets keep the fight for more Piccolo fic's…..yadddyda….blah blah blah.

Just kidding please read on…

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Chapter 40: Reimburse for forgiveness

Bongo sat upon the steps of the porch his eyes fixed upon the direction Isabelle had earlier gone down and had not yet returned from, he was concerned from the recent events he would have not let her leave the house at all.

However, Isabelle was determined she slipped out when Bongo was not around, Bongo rested his chin upon his first exhaling the air in his lungs.

In his one of the deepest mediations to memory that took place earlier in the day he contemplated on the events concerned Isabelle and his brother Piccolo, He realized Isabelle is a young woman and will soon be making her own decisions.

He had blind faith in her, he knew the difference between write and wrong and could recognize if anything indecently was placed before her.

*I am certain of in now, I have put to much of the way I feel it should be in her life *

Bongo breathed in deeply removing his fist from beneath his masculine jaw.

*Perhaps Goku was true to his words but I can not bring myself to let go of my fear that Piccolo will turn, I have seen to much of what his determination and hate can do"

"Father?"

Bongo turned slowly to his beautiful daughter forgetting all he had just mentioned to himself, she had grown to seem like an eight year old in human years, he smiled as she sat upon his lap watching her fathers face attentively.

Bongo noticed the fixed stare he was receiving from his simple daughter looking back at her to see if she would turn away.

She did not.

"What it is Cyndel, is something upsetting you?"

Cyndel frowned turning from her father's gaze, Bongo reached beneath her chin to lift her eyes back to look at him.

"You can tell me anything."

The smile from her father gave Cyndel the reassurance that he would understand anything she had to say, he would love her no matter what the consequences or situation.

"Aunty Isabelle, she is never happy and never likes to play with me anymore…why?"

Bongo felt a twist in his stomach he could not bare the sad eyes before him, what could be troubling Isabelle to make her so unhappy, he had no reason to deny anything he herd from his daughter, children were innocent free of wickedness he thought apart from his own brother.

"Why do you think Aunty Isabelle is unhappy?"

His curiosity was morphing into concern he could not anticipate whet he was about to hear.

"She is always crying, not load but she still is, did I do something wrong is that why she cries?"

"No, no, you have don't nothing your aunty is very tired from what happened it may be a little time before she is all better"

Bongo lifted his daughter from his lap resting her feet upon the steps below him.

"Now it is getting late you should sleep my little one, remember what I told you"

Cyndel leapt into Bongos chest, her arms barely able to wrap around his solid neck and shoulders, Bongo gave a gentle kiss on his daughter's cheek as she resealed her hold on his neck.

"Good night father"

"Good night my angel"

Cyndel disappeared in the faintly lit house Bongo leered proudly at his offspring her gentleness and good-hearted concern were unmatched.

Bongo ears detected the faint sound of grass bang ground into the earth slowly becoming louder, be stood to his feet an waited for the being to emerge from the shadows.

Isabelle plowed thorough the grass and out of the shadow it had become night within moments of leaving the lake her body now dry she wore the spare towel she had over the back of her neck, she watched her feet to avoid the rocks hidden in the blades.

Her mind still feeling the warms of his mouth, the smoothness of his lips and the pressure of his chest upon hers, almost as if he were still there his coal eyes for the first time compassionately watching her.

As she continued the ground before her began to illuminate she now knew she was close to the porch perhaps only a few feet away but being to deep in thought she did not notice the 7 foot shade also along the ground…. then she stopped and jerked her eyes front.

"Bongo"

Isabelle now notices the 7-foot namek perched on the steps of the porch his icy glare staring through her, could he possible read her eyes and know. …Isabelle walked up to the porch stopping before the brother like namek before her.

"How was your…day out?"

Isabelle not became ware he was not furious lashing about the safety she put at risk, the consequences that could have occurred, she looked up at his her neck jerking aback at his words.

"It was very good thank you."

Bongo gave a light chuckle he realized that he had in fact let her off very easy, He turned toward the house walking in holding the door open for Isabelle, She hastily ushered herself inside closing the door behind her.

"Is there something you wanted to tell me? I really need to get out of these clothes"

Isabelle felt the humidity of the clothing against her body, it irritated her and if not taken care of soon a fever would be ensured the next morning.

"I did want to discuss something with you"

Bongo motioned her to take a seat at the kitchen table, the kitchen chairs had been there for years the backing stiff strong leather, Isabelle sat waiting for what Bongo had in store for her.

"I realize that I have probably been a little hard upon you, I was worried about you"

Isabelle listened to Bongos words he was trying to be kind in his apology she was very grateful.

"Its alright, I forgive you you were only concerned about me and I am grateful"

Bongo smiled picking up Isabelle's hand in his patting it gently relived that Isabelle was as level headed and could never hold something against anyone much like Cyndel.

"Thank you for understating Isi, but I still would like to make it up to you"

Isabelle smiled she had hoped and anticipated this knowing Bongo.

"There is one thing, let me train with Piccolo again"

Bongo's expression hardened he had been afraid of this request but realized form his daughter's words earlier that Isabelle was upset from being banned from all training.

Bongo looked from the floorboard then to Isabelle,

"Alright, I agree to allow you to train with Piccolo but on one condition, you must return here every night after the session is over"

Isabelle launched into his arms tightly gripping his neck from the pure joy in her heart.

"Thank you Bongo it mean very much to me"

Isabelle released her hold on her brother and immediately left for her bedroom on her way she came upon Gohan walking restlessly in the hallway.

"Hey Isabelle, how was swimming today"

"It was very nice Gohan, thank you for asking"

Isabelle walked into her room leaving Gohan alone in the hall, he could not sleep in such heat the air was unbeatable he decided to visit his sensei as he had on many occasions at night in the past

*I will be good to see Mr. Piccolo again it has been almost a month, I wonder how his training is going! *

Gohan reached the pack porch launching into the diamond dazzled sky clouds were nowhere to be seen allowing the moon full occupation of the sky as he flew in search of his sensei it eliminated his path.

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Piccolo had after many futile attempt managed to slip into a quite relaxed mediation his mind finally clear form earlier with Isabelle at the lake, what came over him he could not explain but he knew he longed for more of her.

*I have never felt this way about anyone before, what has she done to me I can not control this urge I want to be close to her *

Piccolo brought his fingers to his lips the tingling sensation was present from her lips, he licked his lips tasking her sweetness I filled him with even more longing for her presents.

Gohan's ki approaching distracted piccolo; he waited for the half Saijin to finally land with a light thud upon the new grass shoots in the ground/

"Hey Mr. Piccolo"

Gohan chuckles waving o his sensei as he approached, Piccolo face lightened up with a smirk to see the young boy again it filled his mind with contentment.

"Hey Kid, how have you been"

Gohan sat besides Piccolo mimicking is lotus position his hairstyle shuffled from flying he began to chatter endlessly about the training sessions with Bongo and his father, Vegeta and Krillin.

This did not grasp Piccolos attention his focus was still on other matters including the time they had left, a little over three months would it be enough.

Gohan changed his subject of conversation Piccolo finally took notice only because it concerned someone….

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This chapter was a little boring I know but I promise to do better next time…