@silversayan: Nah, the story comes entirely from my imagination! What kind of ff does she remind you of?


Thanks for the commies! I hope I get a few more this time, because I'm running out of ideas ...






Chapter 15:




It didn't take Dune eyes long to get used to the darkness. After all, her senses were sharpened again. She quickly made out the dark figure hovering over the platform. It was just a black spot against the clear starry sky. She paused and looked up. She had never seen such a beautiful night before. The sky was absolutely clear and it was strewn with little white dots that shone so brightly that the tiles on the platform reflected their light. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The air was absolutely clean and cool, 'Fortunately I have the sweater on ...'


When she opened her eyes again, Piccolo was only two meters away from her.He looked at her with a serious, almost scrutinizing look. Did he know what was going on inside her, that she was afraid of what he was about to say? She imagined the most varied of scenarios. For example, that by 'I'm sorry' he only meant that he was sorry, that HE hadn't managed to open the seal again and that it was only about her strength and not about her. Her heart tightened more and more as she averted her gaze and looked sadly at the floor.


"I don't hate you!" Were the first words she heard from him. Surprised, she raised her eyes again and looked at him. Something inside made leaps of air.


His hand was now on her shoulder and he continued: "How could I hate you?" - "Aaaber ... but you have ..." - "Sht, I know. I just wanted to teach you a lesson." He took his hand away and looked in another direction.


It seemed to Dune that a struggle was going on inside him.But finally he shook his head and there it was again, that cold aloof expression.


"The legend is true, he's on his way here. I can already feel him. His power is enormous. I can't fight him. But you, you still have enormous potential. And I can't teach you anything anymore. I can you only train physically. You managed to open the seal on your own and are far superior to me. "


"But maybe I can teach you something else!" she grinned, knowing full well that it was scratching his pride. She actually hoped he would attack her now, but nothing happened. He just kept looking at the ground and her grin vanished. It must have taken an incredible amount of effort to say that and she made fun of him. But she didn't know how else to react. She just couldn't get to him.


"Yes! I've got it, you absolutely have to show me how to feel the power of others.I don't feel the monster and I want to know who I'm dealing with !!! "


"Well, we'll do that tomorrow! It's better if you still rest." Dune wasn't sure, but she thought she heard a bit of concern in his growl. She smiled. "No, I slept long enough. The night is just beautiful. You see something like that so rarely. I'll just enjoy it." with that she turned sideways and walked toward the edge of the platform. She sat down, dangling her legs over the edge and looked over the white glowing clouds below to the horizon. 'It's just beautiful. Maybe he's coming here? 'she thought, still smiling.


Piccolo stared after her blankly. 'Tse, what a waste of time! 'But in the end he followed her and sat cross-legged next to her. However, he closed his eyes and began to meditate. He didn't know why, but it was easier for him to concentrate now that she was here.He'd been delighted when she suggested she'd like to stay at the palace. Inwardly, he was already looking forward to the fights with her and the little quarrels.


But suddenly he was torn from his meditation by something. He opened his eyes and what he saw made him catch his breath.


Dune, she was in his lap. It must have been a lot of time and obviously the tiredness had gotten over her and she had just turned to one side. Now she was lying with her torso diagonally on his crossed legs and had actually placed her head on his right thigh. When she moved shortly afterwards, she clutched her left arm around his right knee and snuggled deeper into his lap. Her silvery hair glistened in the rising sun and her cheeks had turned rosy from the cold of the night.


When he wondered how it came about that he didn't float, the only thing that occurred to him was that he had forgotten it because he had been so absorbed in his thoughts.It must have had a very strong effect on him, because otherwise he would never forget. But the effect of her eyes alone was extraordinary. At some point she would probably find out everything about him and he could no longer hide anything from her.


Piccolo's previously horrified expression had given way to an unusually gentle smile. He couldn't explain it himself, but he enjoyed the moment in which she lay there weak and completely defenseless. And he enjoyed her trust, which he had obviously regained. If one of his friends had seen him like this, he would not have recognized him.


When the dark red glow of the sun on the clouds finally turned orange, he took Dune gently in his arms, careful not to wake her, and carried her into her room.


He put her on the bed and zipped off her shoes and long clothes. Then she got a long t-shirt and he covered her.


He was secretly wondering when she was going to get bored here.Here with him.


He shook his head in annoyance. 'She won't have time to be bored, I'll take care of that !!!'




Chapter 16:




In the afternoon of that day Bulma, Trunks, Gohan, Videl and Goten, who wanted to avoid doing homework, came to visit God's palace.


Gohan was pleased that Piccolo and Dune had obviously made up again. That's why he decided to visit her and brought Videl with him right away. Shortly before, Goten had begged him to take him with him. Bulma had found out from Gohan that her "protégé", as she called Dune from then on, was back in God's palace and had flown there without a hitch. Since she had no desire to discover her son half dead in the GR afterwards, she had brought the little one with her. He was of course very happy that Son Goten was there too and didn't even greet the others but dragged the younger one with himself to fight with him. He had more or less been forced to go with them.But when it comes to food, all Saiyajins are the same. He sat in a bad mood next to his mother on the plane and prepared himself mentally and morally for a boring afternoon. The joy was all the greater when he discovered his best friend.


When Dune was the last to step out on the platform, the two were already involved in a violent exchange of blows.


Bulma and Videl were of course amazed when a completely different looking girl greeted them. Dune noticed this, of course, and briefly explained to them that this was their correct appearance.


"But since that is too noticeable, on earth I prefer this" she turned "elevator." and with that she turned back. The jaws of the two women were on the floor and Gohan looked back and forth between his fiancee and Bulma in amusement.


"Now don't look at me like that. I can't help it and since I still have a few training fights ahead of me ..." she blinked at Piccolo, who just stared at the children, disinterested, "I'd rather have some energy save up."

Bulma had recovered in the meantime and smiled happily at her. "Maybe that's better that way. Vegeta doesn't recognize you that way and he seems to be kind of angry with you. In any case, his carotid artery always comes out very far when I just mention your name and starts to pulsate uncontrollably."


Dune had to grin, but immediately afterwards caught a very evil look from Piccolo and the corners of her mouth sank again.


After about 2 hours everyone said goodbye. This time it was the two boys who tried to remember the strange girl. But they just couldn't figure it out. So Dune preferred to hug the two of them and at the first touch they suddenly remembered - as if by accident.


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When they were finally gone, Dune suddenly noticed someone putting a cloth around her eyes.She was frightened. She knew it was Piccolo. But what was he up to?


Completely petrified and with her mouth open, she stood on the platform and waited.


"You wanted to learn how to find other energies, didn't you?" finally came a deep voice behind her. Now, of course, everything was clear to her. She relaxed visibly and, after a brief nod, waited for further instructions.


"It's like meditating. The difference, however, is that you concentrate on your surroundings and not on your inner strength. This is very important. I will now leave you alone and go to train. When I am back in two hours, you say you me where I've been, all right? "- nod again. She sat on the floor and waited. Then she started to concentrate.


'Well, that can't be that difficult. External energies. Piccolo will surely fly far away. So I better start with those who are in the immediate vicinity.Dende, where are you? 'After about 15 minutes, she already knew he was in the palace library. But that wasn't enough for her. She continued with her concentration and finally she could see him properly. In color and including surroundings. He sat at one of the huge tables and leafed through a large book while Popo dusted the shelves behind him. She could have jumped in the air. 'Piccolo will be proud of me! 'she thought with a smile. She spent the next half hour watching her friends. Bulma was tinkering with some kind of flying motorcycle. Trunks was chased through the gravity room by Vegeta and Goten had to listen to a lecture from his