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Tell me, do you know what's going to do with the list again ..? * convulsive madness restraint * Well, my order and my system has long been gone anyway, but that would not have been necessary! Well, I won't be upset about it anymore, I don't want to break everything again ... ^. ^ *




Thank you very much to those who wrote me comments !! * hug *




@ Serran: So what happens to the lie story, you will find out. But I can tell you that it won't play a big role. Have you already written a FF yourself or are you planning to do so? Would like to read that!


@decima: So many have mentioned meditation .... Actually it was only there to somehow fill the part ... ^. ^ *. But I want to be nice and answer the questions.


So, I don't meditate myself. I plan to do that, but haven't gotten around to it yet. I don't have any books about it either.I only know roughly that the goal of some guy (from the Far East, certainly still has to do with religion and so on) while meditating to become one with nature (but I don't think so much that even with perfection you are not so can experience something like Lee!). I also read a FF (from DBZ too, of course) where someone meditated and his mind flew into the air in the form of butterflies (I tried hard not to use the term * brag *!). But then it wasn't described any further, I only used it as a suggestion.


Why are the conversations with Dende always so embarrassing for Picco? Well, hopefully that'll be clear to me * g *!


What about you I would like to read something from you again !!


@ Piccolo09: Sorry, can't write anything to you again ... * snif *


@vegeta_kakaroto: Yes, I have the problem with the vocabulary too. I'm working hard on that at the moment ... the best I read, but what I do for approx.Neglected 2 years, as well as writing. Two or three years ago I wrote more varied (and more, 200 pages ... ^. ^ *) Than today !! How humiliating !! But the lyrics from before are really funny, keep laughing at my own stupidity when I read that!




Oh yes, my FF ... maybe I shouldn't forget it ... my forewords were a bit long again ... ^. ^ *


Here is the 8th part:






Lee put her feet gently on the floor. She still felt overwhelmed by the feeling. To feel everything in one body again was simply impressive! In addition, she was sure that it had actually made a difference, after all, she just felt stronger. And only her aura, she perceived its existence much more clearly in her and had the feeling of letting it out at any time in a controlled manner.


It was getting too cool for her in her short black top that she had put on because of the midday heat.In addition, her stomach growled, after all, she hadn't eaten anything since that muesli from lunch (Master Quince's beans are also no longer what they used to be ... * gg *).


As she turned to go into the palace, she spotted Piccolo leaning against one of the pillars of the entrance. She smiled immediately, she was so grateful to him. She hurried to meet him and finally stopped a meter or two in front of him. In the meantime he had opened his eyes and looked at her.


"Are you ready?" He asked immediately. Lee nodded enthusiastically.


"Yes, it was ... just great! I completely shared body and mind and distributed the latter everywhere, I became one with nature!" Lee was totally beside himself and supported everything with euphoric gestures. Being able to talk to everyone about it was the greatest thing. But she quickly noticed that Piccolo usually didn't say much, because he ended everything with an appreciative nod.


"Wow. Now I'm hungry," said Lee instead, "how long have I been meditating?"

"Well, it should have been eight hours."


"WHAT? Man, that's really long! Another way to pass the time ... Well, I'll go back to the kitchen, will you come with me?"


"Uh ...", Piccolo managed to get out. Why did she want to drag him to dinner now? Actually he just wanted to know how she had been meditating and then going to sleep, Popo and Dende had been slumbering for a long time.


"Oh please, come with you! You don't want to leave me all alone in the cold, dark kitchen ?! Keep me company!", Lee finally decided and pushed Piccolo ahead, who once again didn't really notice what was happening to him.


In the kitchen he was gently pushed into a chair. Lee, on the other hand, turned to the kitchen facilities.


"Don't you want to eat something too?"


"Namekians don't eat anything."


"So you are of a breed called Namek?" Lee asked curiously and leaned against the refrigerator to look at the other person.

"Yes, from Planet Namek. But ... I was born here ... it's a long story."


"And so Namekians don't eat anything ..." Lee picked up again.


"We actually get by with water, but of course we can also eat."


"How nice. Then I'll do something for you too," Lee stated soberly and turned to the refrigerator.


"Hey ..." Piccolo tried to contradict.


"What should I do? Salad?", She ignored his objection after examining the refrigerator with an expert eye. Piccolo just nodded silently.


While she was preparing the meal, she got him to talk about Namek and him as a devil. At the same time, she learned the entire DB and DBZ story in short.




Bulma snuggled close to Vegeta's side. He had crossed his arms behind his head and was looking thoughtfully at the ceiling.


"What is it? Do you have to think about that break-in again?" Yawned Bulma, "you should stop thinking about it ..."

"You don't understand," he cut her off harshly, "a person! I still can't get it! A stupid person!"


"I'm human too," mumbled Bulma, a little offended. Vegeta didn't hear her at all:


"Which person breaks in somewhere, even though he is so strong that he can kick me away in a surprise attack ?! He was also able to fly !! And escape me! Break-in - he doesn't need that at all!"


"Maybe he was only here because of you ..." suggested Bulma sleepily.


"Oh, that doesn't make any sense! He must have stolen something, he must have been in your laboratory! And then the strange disappearance of his aura! He's still erased it! What a shit !!"


"It doesn't do any good. Better sleep", Bulma tried to soothe him, "or at least think quietly ..."


"But just wait ... I'll find you! One day you make a mistake and then you will punish for what you did to me!"Vegeta growled. Bulma rolled her eyes. She thought he was overdoing it a bit. Oh God, he was thrown on the shelves! And his lip was bleeding !! He's worried ... But she was worried, too." In her secret laboratory there were extremely valuable files and information. What a disaster if someone had managed to break in! That is why she could only support Vegeta. If he was only living out his revenge, the main thing was that she would get certainty ...




Lee had finally prepared two plates of lettuce and was now looking for cutlery.


"Oh damn! There you have a black worker and then he's not there when you need him!" Lee grumbled to herself while she rummaged through the drawers.


"What do you have against Popo? He's nice."


"Ha! I'll tell you what! What a nice! This is a potential gunman!" Lee instructed Piccolo and sat down across from him while she served him and herself a plate of salad.

"You may have problems!" Laughed Piccolo, amused.


"I did ..." Lee suddenly sighed seriously. She couldn't help thinking of the whole story with Vegeta. She could well imagine how he planned his individual steps of her division ... Piccolo interpreted her worried look that she was wasting thoughts on the matter with the combat schools. Dende had already told him everything. For a moment he lost himself in her deep green eyes, which stared into the air so empty and worried. Without knowing what to say, he quickly turned to his lettuce and poked it thoughtfully to make it look like Lee's problems were seriously affecting him. After all, he didn't want to be labeled as heartless and cold-hearted. Why couldn't he explain himself either.


Lee, on the other hand, turned her attention back to the present and Piccolo, who had turned his face down and was slowly beginning to eat.She smiled and watched him try to get the stubborn salad on a fork. (Chopsticks were made of ... ^. ^ *)


"He's really cute the way he sits and eats ...", Lee thought smiling, "what am I thinking?" Shaking her head, she started to eat too.


There was an embarrassing silence, you could only hear the clink of the forks and the convulsive chewing noises kept as low as possible. Piccolo had the lettuce leaves falling off the fork a few times, sometimes even on the table, which was so embarrassing to him that he tried to cover it up with an annoyed grumble. Lee just smiled. She thought it was really cute, and normally she would have a teasing remark like "Yeah, it's hard, isn't it?" done, but right now she had the feeling that it would only hurt him, and somehow she didn't want that.


Piccolo's face, which was slightly blushed because he was so embarrassed about the situation, looked shyly up to see if Lee was grinning in amusement or something like that.But she too had turned her face down and pretended not to notice anything. Without meaning to, his gaze fell into her neckline and before he turned even redder, he quickly lowered his face again. Why did she have to wear such a tight top ?!


"Damn it! Why am I so nervous? Why doesn't anyone say anything? Man, is that embarrassing!" Lee was also extremely uncomfortable with the situation and her thoughts only revolved around it. Maybe she should have eaten alone after all ...


Finally