Note: As with my first story, Piccolo is purely male. Nobody has aged for me either, the girls and the men still look the same as they did at the time of the Boo saga (I would like to know the name of the cream ...), only Bulma has the same hairstyle as at the time of the Cell games and Vegeta doesn't look like he came under a lawn mower, but still has his long, beautiful hair. Well, Bra is now around 16 years old and all that's missing is the Shonen Ai warning. Oh yes, and with me you can use the space of spirit and time as long as you want. For criticism and a few nice words: Tonarados @ web. de And now have fun ^ - ^






WUMM! Piccolo, Dende and Popo ran as fast as they could to the space of spirit and time. "Vegeta don't seem finished with training," said Popo. "Yes, but what is he doing in there? Does he want to blow up the room?" Piccolo growled, turned away from him, walked to the edge of the floating platform and looked at the ground.

They stood there for a while until the door of the room opened. "Vegeta, have you injured yourself? What happened? There was a tremor and a loud noise! ​​Are you okay?" Dende asked immediately concerned and wanted to examine him, but Vegeta just pushed him aside. "Leave me alone, you cucumber! I don't need your help!" "If you don't need his help, you can do without the magic beans," said Piccolo, slightly irritated. "Nothing there! I've got a few as a precaution." The Namek turned to him. “Why do you train here anyway?” “Well, because the G-R is broken, although I don't know what that concerns you.” “Why do you train Vegeta at all? Nothing has happened in the last 10 years,” Popo asked. "1. I don't want to look as limp as that one", the prince scoffed and pointed to Piccolo, who immediately let out an unmistakable growl "and 2. I still have a few bills with Kakarott open.Soon I'll be able to hit him ... "" But you still don't look great, "Piccolo interrupted, looking at Vegeta's battered body." Hm, but you're about to go green. "He pulled out a magic bean and swallowed it. Shortly afterwards his worst injuries were reasonably healed and he had enough strength to fly home again." I'll be back tomorrow, so have a meal ready for me. "" Good, we'll do, "Popo replied. Piccolo glared at him. The Saiyan rose into the air and whizzed off."


"What is he actually imagining? Me and limp ?!" "Well ... you have strengthened your mind more than your body in the last few years. Even if you have become a little stronger through meditating," said Dende. "What does something mean here ?! I've gotten a lot stronger, after all, I'm still the top devil!" Piccolo yelled at him. "If you mean / mean ...", Dende and Popo said at the same time and went back to their work.

The Namek who stayed behind watched them go. "Do I really look that limp? Hm ..." His gaze stiffened the space of spirit and time. "I'll show them! I'll train as hard as before, so that I can even beat a super Saiyan!" Following his decision, he entered the room.




"Dad! There you are at last!", Bra shouted happily and fell around Vegeta's neck. Well princess, did you miss me? " "And how? "Bra snuggled up against her father.


Suddenly the door was opened and Bulma appeared. Her daughter had already caught Vegeta in the front yard. "Tell me, can you tell me where you actually are? Every day you move somewhere else, if Bra weren't here, I wouldn't see you at all!" She yelled at him. "I don't mind," Vegeta replied coolly. “WHAT DOES THAT MEAN, PLEASE ?!” “They are dumbfounded,” he thought and rolled his eyes."Has the G - R been repaired yet?" "No, not yet ... AND IT WILL BE BROKEN FOR YOU! YOU HAVE NOTHING BUT TRAINING IN YOUR BRAIN !!" so on, he will definitely have his reasons! "" Oh Bra, "sighed Bulma. Vegeta let go of his daughter and walked straight into the kitchen, where he found Trunks. "Hello father." Vegeta only growled in greeting and put a 4 - course menu on the table as a starter.


"What's wrong? Have you quarreled with mother again?" "The woman pisses me off! She should just leave me alone, the stupid cow!" "Has your love waned so quickly?" "Love? A Saiyajin this word is foreign! I wanted to, she wanted to - and nine months later we had you on my neck. I only stayed here because I had no other at home and besides, if I already have a son, I can do him too make the strongest Saiyan - and show that I'm better than this wretched kakarott!"Trunks stared at him in horror." Then you don't really care about us? WERE ALL THE YEARS LIES ?! "


"You know Papa: unable to express feelings. Don't you Paps?" Asked Bra, who had joined them, winked at her father and sat down next to him. Vegeta got a faint red tinge around her cheeks. Trunks could be heard sigh of relief. The idea that his father would hate him frightened him. "Oh, leave me alone," Vegeta muttered with his mouth full. Bra laughed.




Before dawn set in, Vegeta raced to God's palace to resume his training. When he landed there he was greeted by Popo and Dende. "Hello Vegeta. You can't enter the space of spirit and time right now. Piccolo is training right now," said Dende. "WHAT? WHAT OCCURS, BUT KNOWED I WILL COME TODAY !!" "Well, he decided to train again", Popo explained. "The and train ...? Since when ...?"Vegeta wondered." My training cannot be delayed! ", he said energetically and just entered the room. Then he would just throw the Namek out. After a long search he finally found him panting and gasping for air on the floor." Hey Greenling, get up! It's my turn to train! "Piccolo didn't answer." What? "Vegeta knelt next to him." He's passed out ... How hard did he train? "Reluctantly, he had to help the big Namek, so he decided to take him to one of the beds in the anteroom. Once there, he filled a bowl with cold water, put it on a cupboard next to the bed and put a rag on Piccolo's forehead." Great, now I'm babysitting a Namek ... ", Vegeta cursed himself." He's totally exhausted ... well, I'll check on him again tonight after my training ... "




"Where ... where am ... I ...?" Piccolo opened his eyes painfully and tried to sit up, but he couldn't.He felt a cold rag on his forehead as Vegeta entered the room. "What are you doing here?", He tried to scream, but only managed a croak. I wanted to train and found you here half dead. At first I was wondering, but training that is harder than one of the Saiyans - that's crazy. Be glad I brought you here, me could just as well have left you lying there. "" How long was I .. "" If we assume this room is 3 days. "Piccolo groaned, his whole body hurting. "What ... ser ..." "Shall I serve you now? You're probably not ticking right anymore?" Piccolo closed his eyes again. Vegeta sighed, got water, sat on the edge and helped the Namek drink. "This is the first and last time I'll do something like this for you, understand?" "I find it strange ... that you even do that ..." Piccolo said with an effort. "Well, if you die here, I would have to tell this self-proclaimed God for better or for worse ... and I don't want to know what he'll do to me."Piccolo smiled." Maybe ... you would only be rid of your manhood ... "" WHAT ONLY DOES THIS MEAN? "Vegeta put the glass back on the cabinet." I'll have something to eat then. See you, cucumber. "With that, Vegeta disappeared.