The battle of the elements (6)



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(June)

"Such a self-loving egoist!" Yin huffed loudly, but her tone of voice had a slightly unsteady sound. I could empathize with her, because I was more than just taken by surprise by Vegeta's sudden energy level! Only Piccolo stared at the spot where the black-haired man had just been standing. Without saying another word to us, he suddenly took a few steps and took off too.

"What's going on now?" my best friend blurted out confused and looked at me with questioning eyes. I smiled slightly as I saw Piccolo disappear as a small black dot on the horizon.Then I turned to Yin: "He was just saying that he wanted to let someone know. What were their names ... Goku and Gohan or something like that!"

"That's right. Vegeta was still so upset about that!" Yin agreed with me. "But what do we two do now?"

"Are you perhaps hungry? I cordially invite you to have something delicious in the palace!" came a friendly voice behind our backs. Scared to death, Yin and I winced. Less than a second later my best friend had turned around with a swing and angrily stared at the green-skinned man in front of her nose. "Are you crazy? To scare us like that! You don't just sneak up from behind like that!" she grumbled angrily. In the meantime I had turned to Dende, who was very irritated by Yin's outburst, but still smiled politely. Although it wasn't appropriate, I had to grin broadly: "Take it easy, Yin! This is Dende.He lives here! "

My friend looked first at me and then again at Dende. But immediately her features relaxed. "I'm sorry ... I'm still a little confused from before!" she mumbled softly. Dende nodded briefly and then made an inviting gesture. "You will definitely feel better after dinner ... And believe me, I know that it is not easy to control yourself during such a conversation!" said the green-skinned man with a smile. It was strange, even though Dende looked so inconspicuous, he exuded an incredible dignity. Even Yin seemed to notice this and went down a few "levels". "What is there to eat?" she asked curiously. Dende, who was already walking towards the palace, turned his head slightly to us: "You have to ask Mister Popo that. He's our culinary artist here!" After these words, he stepped through the door arch of the palace and disappeared into the hallway.

"Who is Mister Popo? Are there any more of these strange green guys here?" Yin whispered softly, making sure Dende didn't hear it either.I shrugged my shoulders slightly: "I have no idea! I haven't met this Mister Popo either. Let's be surprised!" We gave each other meaningful looks and then slowly walked towards the entrance.



To our astonishment, Mister Popo was neither green nor strange. He was a perfectly normal black-skinned man who proved to be very, very helpful. He took care of our physical well-being extensively. To my astonishment I noticed that Dende, who sat next to us with a smile, only drank water and did not eat any of the delicacies. When I asked him about it, he only said: "As a Namekian, I just need water to live!"

Yin, who had just thrown herself ravenously on a rice bowl, looked up in surprise and wiped a few grains of rice from her lips.

"Namekians? Aren't you from this world either?" she asked with wide eyes. Dende nodded in the affirmative. "I came to earth to be God here!"
A small shower of juice rained down on Yin's face as I snorted in shock. She looked at me angrily and dried her cheeks with a napkin. "Can't you watch where you're spitting? I don't have any clothes to change!" she moaned. With a shameful face, I apologized to her and Dende for my behavior, but the scene seemed to have amused them rather than angered them. 'Funny god' I just thought, but I was still relieved that he took it calmly. After Yin and I had filled our bellies, we sank into our chairs, exhausted. "Well, I have to say. The food on this planet just tastes great! But maybe that was just because of the great cook!" said my best friend with a grin and winked happily at Popo. He got really red ears from the praise and quickly cleared the table.

"If you want, I can give you two guest rooms so you can rest." Dende offered us, but neither Yin nor I were tired."I would much rather know something about your homeland! You said yes, you Namekians only need water to live ... But theoretically you could also eat real food, right?" she blurted out curiously. I slowly got up from my chair and headed for the door. Here I turned my head once more to those present: "I stretch my legs a little longer. All the food is in my stomach!" Yin smiled sympathetically, but there was something else in her gaze ... A subliminal cheeky one Flashes in her eyes made me blush a little. I opened the door quickly and stepped out into the cool hallway. Well, I could never hide my feelings from yin for long. Sooner or later she always knew what was going on with me!



Dusk had fallen and the sky had turned a slight reddish tinge. That sweet smell still wafted from the small flower beds of the palace. I hadn't seen much of this planet yet, strictly speaking only this platform, but I had to admit that there was a beautiful atmosphere over the earth.I took a few steps over the white tiles and looked at the red stripes on the horizon. Involuntarily a shiver ran down my spine. It looked like someone had painted the streaks in the sky with paint ... Or with blood!

Something touched my right shoulder. I turned abruptly and stared wide-eyed into Piccolo's face. The latter quickly withdrew his hand. "I just wanted to say that Goku and Gohan are ready to help you. They'll fight too. They'll come by here tomorrow morning to get to know you!" growled my counterpart in an expressionless voice. His black pupils gave me a piercing look. A feeling arose in my stomach as if I was about to throw up!

"Ah ... Ah yes? Uh, that's nice!" I stuttered with red cheeks and wanted to kick my buttocks. Couldn't I behave normally?

Piccolo looked at me for a long time, which drove me almost insane, and immediately turned away from me to go into the palace.This one question arose in my head that hadn't let go of me since noon today. My hands got wet and I squinted tightly, but then she just couldn't keep herself to me anymore ...

"Piccolo!" I shouted, pressed after the big Namek. He stopped in the middle of the platform and turned his face slightly to me. I walked up to him with heavy steps. It was just unbearable, this constant serious look with which he looked at me. When I reached Piccolo and stopped right in front of him, I looked down again. I was breathing quickly and irregularly, but this was easily drowned out by my violently beating heart. Then I slowly raised my head and looked him straight in the eye.

"Piccolo ... What else did you notice from Yins and my conversation?" I asked softly, the lump in my throat almost taking the breath away to speak. The person addressed looked at me blankly: "What do you want to know?"

I got goosebumps running through me. I took a small step back and looked at Piccolo with dull eyes. He had heard it, I was now sure of that! He had heard Yin say to me: "You like him. Am I right?" I would have loved to sink into the ground on the spot, the whole thing was so embarrassing to me. Especially because Piccolo continued to look at me with that bland look! After a few seconds, in which I neither answered his question nor did anything else, the green-skinned man let out a quiet puff. It was like waking up from a trance and I quickly turned away from Piccolo. "Has already been done!" I just whispered, trying to hold back the constant tremors in my voice. But just as I was about to start, Piccolo's voice rang out behind me: "Let me put it this way ... I've heard everything that's important!" The words echoed in my ears.But what did he mean by that? (Understand the men)

I turned my head carefully ... Piccolo's cloak was blowing slightly in the wind as he slowly walked to the edge of the platform, pushed himself off the ground and took off. I looked after him with questioning eyes. But suddenly I threw myself around and ran towards the palace. I was completely confused. The feelings were going crazy inside me, but I would have loved to just start crying. Just to flush that pent-up lump out of my throat.

With a put on grin, I entered the kitchen where Yin and Dende were chatting happily. The two interrupted their conversation and looked over at me. An easy smile appeared on Dende's face. Only Yin frowned at me a little. Did she feel what it looked like in me again?







(Yin)

Talking to Dende was really fun. He was a nice guy, very different from Vegeta or Piccolo.He was friendly, smiled and you could ask him something without shooting you straight away or getting angry.

So we talked something about his unusual office that he held here on earth: God.

"And you are really the boss here? Of the whole planet? I've always presented huge gods with frocks and black faces!" I said and looked at him. As always, there was a smile on his friendly face when he answered me.

"Yes, I am God here! My predecessor was Piccolo ... or rather, a part of him, and as you can see, he was not a robe either! But that could apply to the gods of many millennia ago ..." Dende thought for a moment when he noticed that I was looking at him in disbelief.

"You mean ... we're already talking about the same person, aren't we? Piccolo. The one from earlier? Who looks like seven