Hello! This time I hurried to write for a change. But I don't think the next part will come anytime soon. I want to try to write something funnier and better again because I'm not exactly enthusiastic about the part. He's gotten too sappy somehow. But I won't keep you waiting too long either.








Dende was still sitting outside on the terrace and thinking about Arkani. I could have asked her. It was the perfect moment. It annoyed him that he hadn't stopped the girl. But nothing could be done about that now. Sighing, the little one put away the cards and decided to read a book. He had just made himself comfortable on one of the terrace chairs when he suddenly came up with a better idea. Actually I could. . . Dende spontaneously put the book back on the shelf and crept to Arkani's room. He opened the door quietly and felt his heart beating faster and faster.He risked a cautious look into the room and discovered Arkani, who rolled over on her side and slept soundly. Come on dende! Don't be such a coward. With these words the little Namekjan tried to give himself courage. He took another deep breath and then walked slowly towards the brunette's bed. With every step, his heart seemed to be beating faster and his pulse was racing more and more. Dende felt how gradually his hands began to tremble but he forced himself to move on. In front of her bed he knelt down to his beloved and looked at her beautiful face. Suddenly he noticed how the Tokra buried her head more and more in the pillow and her hands clawed into the bedspread. Arcani stayed out of sheer fear, his heart could almost wake up at any moment. How do I explain this to her? Ok I know I just wanted to open the window because it's so stuffy here. Yes this is good! But when his gaze wandered to the window he had to realize that it was already open.That can not be true! You can't have that bad luck. Again he looked down at the girl anxiously. But she did not wake up, luckily for Dende, but instead had tears in her eyes. "Piccolo ..." she mumbled softly. So quietly that even your visitor almost couldn't understand it. But when he registered who the Tokra had to dream of, all of his nervousness and fear of being discovered suddenly fell away from him. Her tears, the sadness in her voice, all stung him. He knew that he could never have been with Arkani, but dreaming had given him so much joy. And now he couldn't even dream of being with her anymore. I knew it. Somehow I've always known. I'm the one who's just a buddy not Piccolo. If he only knew how lucky he is. I envy him! If I were just a few years older Maybe it's better if we're just friends. Yes, it is better that way.But don't be afraid of Arkani. I will help you get together with Piccolo as your friend. But at least once I want to feel your lips on mine. The Namekjan leaned forward and gently touched the Tokra's lips with his lips. Then he sadly left the room and sat outside on the landing stage. Dejected, he let his legs dangle in the water. On the one hand, he was relieved. He was now one hundred percent sure what Arkani was feeling but on the other hand he had just given up on those he loved. Arkani and me. What a crazy idea! That would never have worked. With these words he tried to suppress the pain that was spreading in his heart, but he didn't really succeed. Again and again he sees the picture of this beautiful girl in front of his mind. I shouldn't have deserved Piccolo! He treats her terribly! As if she didn't mean anything to him. Is that really the case? I have to find out!Resolutely, Dende let himself fall back and gazed into the evening sky, which was slowly becoming redder. “We have to go soon.” The Namekjan closed his eyes. He wasn't tired but he just wanted to enjoy the rest and think a little more about the pain in his chest. He knew that this pain would soon pass, but as long as it wasn't that far, an inner voice would remind him again and again of what had happened today. He had given something that had never really belonged to him. And that really hurt!