Tadaaa !!!!!


What did i say? So if that's not on time. * proud * I hope you all got through the Christmas days well? Have you already received and sorted all the presents? (You already know, the good ones in the potty, the bad ones on the exchange mountain .... ^ __ ^). By the way, thanks for the clerks! I didn't have to sort them


@ Piccolo_rulz (I like the name * g *): I don't know how long you've been reading my story, but you will notice that I like to torment my readers. Höhö .....!


Besides, anticipation is the greatest joy !!! * wink *


@ Piccolo09: Woe to you !!! Poor Bielefeld. To abuse just like that. As if they hadn't suffered enough * sniffed *


Ok, enough talked about the curtain on ...




Part 8: Problems




At first she was unable to move. She was far too surprised. But then she returned the kiss. At first tentatively, then more emphatically.It felt good to feel his lips on hers. They were warm and tender. She closed her eyes and surrendered to her feelings. Suddenly Piccolo broke away from her. Confused, she opened her eyes.


"What ...?", She began, but he shook his head, looked deeply into her eyes for a moment, gave her a kiss on the forehead and then walked slowly and calmly into his room.


No sooner had he closed the door behind him than all of his calm fell away from him. He sank to the floor. How could he have done such a crazy thing? Just kiss her. Ok, he wanted to do something, but not that! It just happened that way. At that moment he really had the feeling that it was the right thing to do. Cursed!


Nyota stared after him, unable to move, even after the door had slammed shut behind him. At some point she managed to break out of this rigidity and go to her room.She sank down on her bed, still unable to think clearly. Only now did she notice that her heart was beating like mad. She took a deep breath to calm down. He really did. And you? She had returned that kiss too. With that, her theory about her feelings of rejection towards her was probably invalid. Somehow she was relieved. So their feelings for him were mutual. Or? Why did he just leave her there? (Good question actually ...) (Well, you should know that. After all, you are the one who writes this nonsense! Note from Vegeta) (* Well of tears * ... Nonsense ...? * Howl * ) (...!) Note from Vegeta) Should she ask him? No, that would be a bit embarrassing then. Damn it!


Piccolo had recovered a little. All right, he'd kissed her, but she'd finally returned it. Well, she couldn't really have been averse. On the other hand, he'd just left her there, which definitely wasn't a good decision.He sighed. Slowly things got complicated (...? Note from Vegeta). He already knew why he had tried to show as few feelings as possible towards the people around him (Um..Gohan, Dende, ... Vegeta) (...?! Note from Vegeta & Piccolo) (Hate is also a feeling, you know?). Maybe he should apologize to her? That is, if she would talk to him at all. In his experience, women used to be uncomfortable with such things. On the other hand, these "experiences" were based on the observation of Goku / Chichi and Vegeta / Bulma and on various television programs (...!). He decided to sleep over it for a night. Maybe that helped.


Nyota was also looking for advice in a hat full of sleep, but that didn't seem to work again. She lay wide awake in bed and pored over her latest problem. What if something happened between her and Piccolo? Not that she minded. Quite the opposite, but there was still the Valton thing.When he was defeated, she really wanted to go back to her planet. Find your father and help rebuild everything. But so ... What am I thinking? He just kissed me once and I'm wondering about the future. I should be mad at him. Just leave me there! (Woe if someone said again on TV everything was just crap!) On the other hand, it wasn’t the case that he just left like that. After all, he had basically said goodbye to her. Involuntarily she touched the place where he had kissed her forehead. Probably he hadn't meant it badly, he had just been a little clumsy. Or so she hoped. She resolved to get to the bottom of this tomorrow.


While his "object of desire" (sorry * laughs * but I've always wanted to write that) slowly disappeared into sleep, Piccolo was still sleepless on his bed.The main preoccupation with him was what to do with Nyota tomorrow. So, when its been nothing? Talk to her about it? Or he could just avoid her ... for the next six months. Thank God (Dende!) They had enough training to do for the next few weeks. Then he could at least distract himself a little (Or take out the frustration on Vegeta. Note from Piccolo) (Should I write that?) (* Twinkle * * threatening * Note from Vegeta) (* gulp * uh, where, was I?). The chirping of birds and bright sunlight convinced Nyota that it was morning, even if she had the feeling that she had slept for at most an hour. Yawning, she sat up. She was terribly tired, but a nice breakfast would wake her up again, especially since the hunger had increased since yesterday. With this thought she wanted to jump out of bed, but at that moment she remembered the rest of yesterday's events.The result was a rough landing on the carpet in front of her bed.


"Ouch!"


Dende was in a really good mood. He didn't know exactly why, but he didn't really care either. He sat happily at the kitchen table and watched Popo when Piccolo entered. Dende greeted him and was rewarded with an extremely venomous look.


"What's going on? Did you sleep badly?" (* Smile *)


"Leave me alone!" With these heartfelt words he disappeared again.


Dende and Popo looked at each other. What was that then? Nyota came a little later, her face contorted with pain. She didn't look like she'd had a good night's sleep either. Still, Dende tried again with a cheerful greeting.


" Good Morning!"


"Tomorrow," she smiled forcedly.


"Wow, everyone seems to be in a bad mood today."


She looked at him questioningly.


" What do you mean by that?"


"Piccolo also looked a little wrinkled and was in a bad mood.Whatever. You know..."


"Where is he?", She interrupted him.


"... outside ... why?", he answered a little confused, but she was already gone.


"You know Popo, I think everyone's going crazy here."


This finding bothered Popo very little.


"I don't believe that, master. Your wait and see what will happen."


"...?"


Nyota had meanwhile found the exit, slowly she should be able to remember the way, and looked around for Piccolo. It was nowhere to be seen, but she saw Son-Goku beaming towards her.


" Tomorrow!"


" Hi..."


"What's going on? Are you looking for something?" It had not escaped him that she was still looking around.


"Hm ... did you see Piccolo?"


" No, why?"


"Oh just. Where are the others?"


"Good question. You were just behind me ...", he looked thoughtfully at the sky (No! Nobody makes a comment about his state of mind, right ?!)."Ah! There they are!"


Gohan sat down next to his father, the rest followed a little later and, last but not least, Vegeta appeared.


"Nice that you come too."


"Sorry," gasped Kuririn. He, Yamcha and Tenshin-Han were clearly out of breath. "You showed such a murderous pace."


Goku looked a little embarrassed.


"Sorry ....., but it doesn't matter now. So, no time to laze around. The training continues."


“Where's Piccolo?” Gohan had been looking in vain for him the whole time.


"I'm here!" Growled behind him.


"Nice, then we're all there and can start," he pulled Nyota, who was actually about to go to Piccolo, behind him.


Once again Piccolo thanked all the forces in the universe that Goku had a long line at times and thus made sure that Nyota did not come near him for the rest of the day. Of course, every day comes to an end, including this one.It happened the way it had to. No sooner had Goku and his followers said goodbye than Piccolo tried to slip away (he actually wants to avoid her for six months ... Note from Vegeta) (he just doesn't know how long six months can be, hihihi ... * put on a diabolical grin and insane flickering in your eyes *) (... somehow you're really scared me right now ... Note from Vegeta). Nothing came of it. Nyota was faster.


“Don't try to run away.” She demonstratively blocked his way


"Make way."


"Not until you listen to me and give me a few answers."


"Answers? To what?"


"Oh well. For example, when asked why you kiss me first and then ignore me?"








So that's it again. I also promise to do my best and finish the next part this year (I should say something like that on January 1st ^ __ ^). In between there is also part 7 of "Dear Diary" (Warning !!Surreptitious advertising!!) . If I should not make it then, due to some unforeseen events (power failure, igniting the rockets too early, too much champagne, etc.) I wish everyone:


HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!




Especially:


Piccolo09


KasumiTendo


Piccolo_rulz


And also to everyone else who read this story, but apparently find it too bad to allow a comment (folks, a single word is enough !!)


Since we're on the subject * darling * you already know. So, happy new year !!!


Besarye