Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Instruments in Tune ❯ Heart's consent ( Chapter 42 )

Instruments in Tune

Author's Note:

Well as usual I thank you all for your kind and generous reviews.

A special thanks to Piccolo0714 for all the great support through this fic, I know how tired you are and am very grateful for everything. Warmest regards

Well things are beginning to get hot…

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Chapter 43: Heart's consent.

Isabelle frolicked enthusiastically through the undergrowth on her way to the training grounds, pulling the strap of the bag she carried higher upon her shoulder she began running.

*If I do not make it there soon sensei will be disappointed and make me train harder. *

Isabelle reached a clearing stopping to capture air back into her panting chest, for a moment she stood trying to remember the direction she needed to take, remembering she began running again.

Isabelle skidded to a stop looking at the ground she say a shadow covering her own, much larger and getting larger. Isabelle looked up in the air and recoiled slightly.

"You are late, you will make up for that now"

Piccolo landed on the ground feet away from Isabelle, he removed his large cape sending it plummeting to the ground, and then it was off with the Turban his long antenna hanging over his eyes.

Isabelle took a couple of steps back not from fear she needed time to remove the bag from her shoulder.

"I am sorry sensei, I will do as you ask"

Piccolo smirked at Isabelle's loyalty to her word and found it pleasant to hear her words, but he had a punishment to carry out and no soft-spoken woman no matter how enticing would falter that.

Isabelle stiffened as Piccolo changed her she leapt to the ground narrowly missing his fist aimed at her head; the namek again took a swing side swiping Isabelle's shoulder that was already tender from the heavy bag she carried.

Isabelle gritted her teeth but knew if she gave in he would not stop until she fought back, speedily she squatted down swiping her leg against her sensei's ankles making his fumble a few steps back.

"You will need to do better than that, I trained you better"

Piccolo impacted the bridge of his foot into Isabelle's hip sending her in mid air landing on her opposite side.

Again she winced through her teeth rising to her feet rubbing her now weaken thigh.

As a last attempt, Isabelle ran toward Piccolo leaning on her injured hip using her other leg to deliver a hit in Piccolos stomach.

Piccolo gasped slightly but was otherwise unparsed.

Isabelle's hip gave way and she fell to the ground pain searing through her entire left side.

Tears spilled from Isabelle's eyes the pain was more than she could bare but did not understand why it was so painful. She felt a gentle large hand come to rest on her arm.

"Let me see that"

Piccolo had seen her fall concerned rushed through his mind as he knelt down beside his student.

"No it's only a pulled muscle I am sure of it"

Isabelle clutched her thigh intensely hoping it was only a pulled muscle.

"We need to train the sooner you let me see what this is the sooner we can get back to it"

Isabelle nodded through the pain removing her hand from the injury hip

Isabelle wore a long green skirt that flowed down just above her ankles.

Keeping his composure Piccolo slipper the skirt with one hand careful to avoid touching the girls untouched body and make her anymore uncomfortable than necessary, to reveal a now swelling hip.

"Hmm"

Piccolo examined the area then applied pressure with his thumb, Isabelle jerked away slightly and yelled.

"That HURTS"

Piccolo satisfied with his diagnosis pulled the skirt back over his student recovering her hip and legs.

"You have a hip pointer, the muscle around the hip is severely bruised, you wont be able to physically train for awhile"

Piccolo slid his arms beneath Isabelle cradling her in his arms.

"I am so useless not even my first session back and I already get injured and delay more training"

Piccolo did not answer as he took off for the cave. He heard her words and did not agree with them.

"This is no reason to loose confidence in yourself, it happens whilst you cannot train physically we will train mentally"

Isabelle felt relived that she was not going to waist her sensei's time, she had also considered the time they had left.

"Perhaps sensei, could you teach me to fly?"

Piccolo now looked into at the face of the woman in his arms, her eyes full of hope he could not refuse her words.

"Yes I can teach you"

Isabelle smiled then embraced Piccolo around the waist leaning her heads against his chest.

Piccolo's eyes widened but he did not back away afraid to disappoint her, the sent of blossoms emanated from her hair beneath his chin, he found himself closing his eyes as he drew in the sweet scent.

He withdrew when he felt Isabelle release her hold on his waist.

"Its very beautiful seeing everything from up here"

Isabelle watched the surroundings fly by as they flew toward the cave.

"Hmm, say that when you are flying in 30 knot winds or snow"

Responded Piccolo as he spotted the cave entrance ahead and began lowering his altitude, he felt Isabelle grip the front of his gi.

"I will not drop you"

Piccolo assured her, as she nodded nervously still not releasing her grip on his gi.

He landed softly considering the fragile cargo he carried in his arms, walking into the cave he headed for the accommodating blanket he had prepared earlier, gently placing her down on it then turning to leave.

"Thank you sensei, but where are you going?"

Piccolo stopped without turning to face Isabelle.

"To retrieve my training clothing, I will return soon"

Isabelle watched as Piccolo glided out of the cave entrance full of grace and majesty, she found herself begin to fantasies aging the feeling of being cradled in his arms again was a comfort that she had missed.

*He looks so different without his training clothing*

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Piccolo had almost reached the clearing landing where his cape and turban lay where he had left them, his mind still filtering the sweet scent of her hair, the seemingly contentment of her arms folded around his waist.

*Not only physically I can not remove her from my mind, her heart also unblemished and gentle*

Piccolo reatached his training clothing to his hefty shoulders, then placing his turban on tucking his antenna out of sight.

He made his way back to the cave still assessing the effect this young woman was having upon him.

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"My Lord we are in less than a month we will reach earth solar system"

The newly fitted pilot giddied to the dark lord, as he stood by the control panel seemingly unaffected by the pilots news.

Tempo raised his hand causing all in the room to recoil in fear that they would be next to die, instead he motioned for the guard beside his throne to approach without turning to face him.

"Then be sure to raise the gravity in the training chamber I want Slit and Clip to be ready for when we arrive"

The guard was about to protest to say that the gravity was already at 300 times earth's normal gravity as it had been programmed but refrained.

"Yes my master"

The guard swiftly left the bridge headed for the training chamber.

The guard arrived at the dark gray door that only had a small square window at eye level, he knocked on the door.

"What do you want?"

Came the agitated voice of Slit.

"I have orders to raise the gravity from lord Tempo, I thought I should warn you first."

"Then do it and GET LOST"

Cursed Clip from in the chamber.

The guard without another word turned the gravity up another 50 times earth's normal gravity using the control board outside the room.

Sadistic laughter echoes from the room and the gravity began to make itself knows, the guard walked away his eyes fixed on the door as he heard the wicked laughs from Clip and Slit in the chamber.

Finally, running back o the bridge to confirm the order had been carried out…

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