Translation
Neue Heimat - Neue Liebe?
grinned: "I was just kidding. The noise you made bothered me.I thought Popo was to blame and just wanted to tell him that he should be a little quieter. "(* cough * yes sure ... and Goku has an IQ of 150) (* throw yourself on the floor and can't stop laughing * Note from Vegeta) (Who has to go into the slap here?)
"Can you hear that?"
" Yes."
"I'm sorry. I didn't know that," she looked at him contrite. He just grumbled to himself and looked straight. If she looked at him like that more often, he would really have to emigrate.
What did he have now? Typical, she thought. At first he was nice and friendly, and the next moment he was in a bad mood again. He'd paid her such a nice compliment earlier. If that was it, anyway.
"Did you mean that seriously earlier?"
"What?", He looked at her questioningly.
" The..."; she avoided his gaze in embarrassment. "... that I'm pretty."
"Well ...", Piccolo inspected the floor very carefully while considering an appropriate answer.Of course he meant it seriously. She was pretty, no doubt, but he couldn't tell her that much.
Why did he hesitate so long? She looked up at him. However, he was just scanning the ground. Wasn't he just going to tell her it was just a joke? She swallowed.
" The..."; Piccolo had decided to simply pull the emergency brake. "... just slipped out of my mind at the moment."
"Oh ...", disappointed she looked away again.
Damn! Piccolo would have liked to bite off his tongue and chew on it. How could he have said that? She looked really hurt and he really hadn't wanted that. Not at all! They went on in silence. Piccolo thought hard about how he could make it up to it. Maybe he should ask someone for advice? Son-Goku ... no, as often as Chichi's got hit? Gohan, no, that would be too embarrassing for him. And Vegeta was out of the question (what do you mean by that?Note from Vegeta) (don't be so impatient. Let me go.), He quarreled more often with Bulma than with Goku and him (hmpf! Note from Vegeta). He concluded that none of his friends were suitable for this. So, he had to help himself.
Nyota wasn't doing any better either, actually rather worse. Why did he tell her that? And why did it hit her like that? It was like someone had a knife in her chest
hunted. The last time she had had this feeling was when ..... Tetrok was killed. Was she in love with Piccolo? It couldn't be, could it? She looked at him again. His gaze was directed straight ahead and there was an expression of utter indifference on his face. She sighed softly. So much for that. She had to smile as she tried to imagine how he would react if she told him that she was in love with him. Besides, she'd be flying home in six months, in case they beat Valton.That and the fact that, as she had just noticed, he did not approach her with such feelings, led her to the conclusion that she could put her feelings back as best she could (Haven't I heard something like that somewhere?) (Crazy You? You wrote it yourself! Note from Vegeta) (Could you concentrate a little, yes? Note from Piccolo). They had finally arrived in front of Nyota's room.
" Good night.!
He just nodded and turned towards his room. Slowly she opened the door and wanted to go inside.
"Nyota ..."
She stopped dead in place. That was the first time he'd pronounced her name. As if in slow motion, she turned around.
" Yes...?"
He looked at her and came up to her again until he was only a few inches away from her.
"It's just ..." he paused.
She held her breath, what would happen now? He took a deep breath, and she looked at him expectantly.But instead of finishing his sentence, he suddenly leaned down and kissed her.
Give it to her, would like to know how it goes on. ^ __ ^ But I'll let my sadistic streak run free today and let you fidget. But I'll hurry up with the next part. He's coming later this week. So don't panic.
Then all that remains for me is to wish you all a Merry Christmas. Let yourself be given nice presents! By the way, a great gift for me would be a nice little picker * g *
Merry Christmas and a happy new year !!!!!
Besarye
"Can you hear that?"
" Yes."
"I'm sorry. I didn't know that," she looked at him contrite. He just grumbled to himself and looked straight. If she looked at him like that more often, he would really have to emigrate.
What did he have now? Typical, she thought. At first he was nice and friendly, and the next moment he was in a bad mood again. He'd paid her such a nice compliment earlier. If that was it, anyway.
"Did you mean that seriously earlier?"
"What?", He looked at her questioningly.
" The..."; she avoided his gaze in embarrassment. "... that I'm pretty."
"Well ...", Piccolo inspected the floor very carefully while considering an appropriate answer.Of course he meant it seriously. She was pretty, no doubt, but he couldn't tell her that much.
Why did he hesitate so long? She looked up at him. However, he was just scanning the ground. Wasn't he just going to tell her it was just a joke? She swallowed.
" The..."; Piccolo had decided to simply pull the emergency brake. "... just slipped out of my mind at the moment."
"Oh ...", disappointed she looked away again.
Damn! Piccolo would have liked to bite off his tongue and chew on it. How could he have said that? She looked really hurt and he really hadn't wanted that. Not at all! They went on in silence. Piccolo thought hard about how he could make it up to it. Maybe he should ask someone for advice? Son-Goku ... no, as often as Chichi's got hit? Gohan, no, that would be too embarrassing for him. And Vegeta was out of the question (what do you mean by that?Note from Vegeta) (don't be so impatient. Let me go.), He quarreled more often with Bulma than with Goku and him (hmpf! Note from Vegeta). He concluded that none of his friends were suitable for this. So, he had to help himself.
Nyota wasn't doing any better either, actually rather worse. Why did he tell her that? And why did it hit her like that? It was like someone had a knife in her chest
hunted. The last time she had had this feeling was when ..... Tetrok was killed. Was she in love with Piccolo? It couldn't be, could it? She looked at him again. His gaze was directed straight ahead and there was an expression of utter indifference on his face. She sighed softly. So much for that. She had to smile as she tried to imagine how he would react if she told him that she was in love with him. Besides, she'd be flying home in six months, in case they beat Valton.That and the fact that, as she had just noticed, he did not approach her with such feelings, led her to the conclusion that she could put her feelings back as best she could (Haven't I heard something like that somewhere?) (Crazy You? You wrote it yourself! Note from Vegeta) (Could you concentrate a little, yes? Note from Piccolo). They had finally arrived in front of Nyota's room.
" Good night.!
He just nodded and turned towards his room. Slowly she opened the door and wanted to go inside.
"Nyota ..."
She stopped dead in place. That was the first time he'd pronounced her name. As if in slow motion, she turned around.
" Yes...?"
He looked at her and came up to her again until he was only a few inches away from her.
"It's just ..." he paused.
She held her breath, what would happen now? He took a deep breath, and she looked at him expectantly.But instead of finishing his sentence, he suddenly leaned down and kissed her.
Give it to her, would like to know how it goes on. ^ __ ^ But I'll let my sadistic streak run free today and let you fidget. But I'll hurry up with the next part. He's coming later this week. So don't panic.
Then all that remains for me is to wish you all a Merry Christmas. Let yourself be given nice presents! By the way, a great gift for me would be a nice little picker * g *
Merry Christmas and a happy new year !!!!!
Besarye