Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Through A Mirror Darkly ❯ An Odd Feeling of Power ( Chapter 10 )

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter! Next one will be longer, I promise! Thank you D. Yasha sweetie for reading and reviewing this story chapter by chapter! It's such a thrill to open my email and get a new review! Makes me feel all happy-giggly and warm-fuzzy all over!

Mara watched Piccolo go through his daily routine, enjoying the play off muscles beneath taut green flesh. She sat on a small hillock, dandilions bloomed around her in their seed-stage, all white and powder-puffy. She held a hand to her eyes to sheild herself from the brightness of the morning light. She'd spend the night curled up against him in a small opening within the mountain they were near, his body warming her's and she subcumbed to an exhausted sleep.

She didn't know if he slept at all…of he even needed to. All the years of watching him, trying to break through to make contact, she'd never once seen him sleep. Close his eyes in meditaton, sure, been knocked out in a fight, of course. But, sleep? She shook her head, pulling her long think dark hair over one shoulder, she used her fingers to comb through the tangles.

Mara carefully worked her hair free of snags and snarles and sighed as she began to braid one side into a thick dark green plait and tied it off with a piece of string she'd brought into this plane by use of her newly aquired namekian powers. She started work on the other side until she had her hair like she wanted it; Twin braids on either side of her face. Her bangs hung down just above her eyebrows.

"Are you done playing with your hair, Mara?" She started, embarraced that her keen namekian hearing did not give away his position to her long before he'd spoken in a near whisper at her back, "If so, I need someone to spar with…"

She turned, her clothing that had been torn and hanging off her slender frame from the fight they'd waged against the horrible dragon in her demision had been discarded. Piccolo had used his power to summon a gi similar to his own, save for that it was dark green in hue with a lavender sash. She stood up and wiped the bits of dandilion fluff from her legs and grinned.

"You can't spar with me, Piccolo." She said, walking up to him, "Don't you remember? I know every move you will make even before you've thought of them. We are too much a part of each other for a spar between the two of us to have any challenge at all…"

"Your probably right," He said, turning his face away, his ears pricked and he raised an eye-ridge, "However…"

"Hmm?" She asked, stepping away from him for moment, trying to hear what he was hearing, "What's there?"

"Not sure…" Piccolo said, taking to the air to get a better vantage point, Mara followed, "Could be nothing…I just thought I sensed…"

Suddenly, as if it had been awaiting someone to locate, to show it's strength to, Mara was backhanded by something far more powerful than herself and she spiraled downwards towards the ground. In a flash, Piccolo intercepted her before she could hit and lowered them both down to the ground gently.

Mara! Mara! What is it? She head his voice in her head and with her ears as he asked her frantically what had happened.

"S-such power…" She gasped, feeling ill, she choked and tried again, "Still feel it…pounding in my head…awefull!"

"I felt something too…" Piccolo said, as Mara gained her feet once more. He turned away again, looking upwards, "We have to go tell the others…"

Mara nodded, still shaky and followed her twin-soul into the air. A sutble brushing of a curious mind flitted past her's for a moment, too swift for her to figure out anything from, as she followed in Piccolo's wake.