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Something Saijin This Way Comes	By : bgardne Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 931 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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MNK: Finally some frick�in answers! Just why do Piccolo and
Kitty act so strange around one another? Why did she save his life? Why did he
save hers? What the Hell is going on here?!

For disclaimers, please refer to first
chapter.

Chapter 5: Midnight Rendezvous

A month passed for the Z-Warriors. Bulma had set out to find
the others, bringing back Tien Shinhan, Chiaotzu, and much to her chagrin,
Yamcha. Kitty kept drugging Raditz, and he continued to rape her at every
chance. One night, Kitty was unable to sleep, and headed to the Multi-Cultural
Library just down the hall. She lit a candelabrum, poured herself a glass of
some red liquid, and sat down in her favorite leather chair, by the window. She
had brought with her a thick leather-bound book with strange letters across the
front, as though they were written in another language. She opened it to about
the middle and began to read. Ten minutes later, the door slowly opened.

Piccolo couldn�t help but stare. Beautiful as she was in the
daylight in her green tube top, dark jeans, and dark denim jacket, she was even
more beautiful now. She had changed into a pair of lavender flannel night slacks
and a white tank top so thin he could see her nipples straining against the
fabric. Draped loosely around her shoulders was a thick purple fleece robe. Her
hair was all tousled, and fell over one pointed ear like a curtain. Her long
cat-like tail hung over the seat like a sleeping cobra, twitching once in a
while. Her deep purple eyes were focused on the book she held before her, and
sparkled like amethysts in the candlelight. He noticed a distinct chill in the
air, which was filled with a slight hint of her delicious musk----Cattails,
catnip, grapes and sugar with a tinge of warm fur. He cleared his throat; she
looked up, and her eyes took on a strange appearance, as though she were excited
to see him, yet wishing he�d leave, both at the same time.

�It�s awfully cold in here, isn�t it?� he said in a low voice.
She answered in a quiet voice unlike her own.

�Yes, well I never got around to lighting a fire.� He turned
his head toward the fireplace and a pair of red rays shot from his eyes. The
wood burst into flame.

�There.� he smirked. �Move closer to the fire, or you�ll catch
cold. Goku wouldn�t like that much.� She warily walked over to a chair by the
fireplace.

�Help yourself to a drink, if you want. I also have a few books
in Namekian over in that corner on the middle shelf, if you feel like reading.�
She shivered. �And would you bring over the afghan that�s lying on the back of
that couch over there, please?� He did so, and poured himself a glass of the red
liquid after picking out a book to leaf through. He sat down in the chair
opposite hers as she arranged the blanket over her lap.

�So what is this?� he asked after taking a drink.

�It�s cranberry wine, one of Anirania�s greatest exports. We�re
infamous for our variety of wines. We�ve made blackberry, mulberry, and even
strawberry. Cranberry is my favorite. It�s sweeter than wine from grapes, yet
not as sweet as mulberry, with a distinctive sour tang.� He took another
sip.

�Tastes wonderful. So what�s that you�re reading?�

�Livrette Damaioh----the Book of Demons. It�s written in my
native language, Anin. If you like, I can read some to you...�

�Sure.� She scanned the page, and began to read aloud a
promising paragraph.

�Durjha del man lexada, man lovrey. Lash ton arh osh man arh,
lash nostra extada osh harada. Par, lexada ishka nostra vier ashoola, luh
roudana del nostra pashada. Newstra shey asgoro un, ay romano est par Etornia.�
Livrette Damaioh, tonara del passienda

�Uh...Translation please?� Kitty blushed, and began to read the
translated version.

�Drink of my blood, my love. Let your pain be my pain, let our
ecstasy be shared. For, blood is our true essence, the pathway of our spirit. We
shall become one, and remain so forever.� Book of Demons, Song of Love.�

�That was beautiful.�

�The Livrette Damaioh is mostly an instruction manual of a sort
for the Demon race, but it�s filled with poetry like that. Poems about Love,
Hate, Passion, Lust, Heaven, Hell, Destruction, Creation...just about anything
you can think of.�

�Is there one about some bastard killing your father, and then
beating the living shit out of you?� She avoided his gaze.

�Song of Justice.� she answered, flipping through the book.
Finally she came to a page with a picture of the decapitated head of a man with
three eyes. It was being buried by a teenage boy with three eyes, who had a
black and red swirled cloud over his head. �The cloud represents clouded
judgment, a mind so filled with thoughts of revenge that he cannot see the
truth.� She looked at the opposite page, and began to read, in English this
time. �You killed my father, you monster. For that I shall feed your soul to
a pack of hungry wolverines. You fool, the wise man saith. Your father destroyed
the lives of many, at the simple quest of his simplest whim. Lord of Chaos, he
was, and a tyrant of epic proportions. Be done with your foolish revenge, and
accept the truth. Open your mind, clean out the clouds, and accept Fate�s
judgment.�

Piccolo didn�t say anything. Finally, he spoke.

�Kittel,� he said softly. �Tell me about my father.� She
sighed. This would be difficult.

�Damaioh betrayed the people who released him from the rice
cooker. He took over the world for a day by taking King Furry captive, and
abolished all laws. Anyone who abided by the old laws was to be put to death.
Among millions of others, he killed Chiaotzu, Muten Roshi, the great dragon
Shenron, and nearly killed Tien and my brother, Goku. But Goku survived their
first encounter, and went to train at Korin Tower. There he drank the Water of
the Heavens, and set out to kill Damaioh. He barely survived, but succeeded. As
he hung dying, Damaioh spit out an enormous egg. Goku was in no shape to destroy
whatever it was, so I held him back, and sent one of the palace guards in his
stead. He never returned.�

�When I hatched, a human male attacked me. I destroyed him.
This brought forth the rage that my father had passed down to me.� Kitty smacked
herself in the face.

�So if I hadn�t sent him after you, you wouldn�t have
remembered. God, I KNEW I shouldn�t have done that!�

�Tell me one thing...� he said quietly. �How did he get in the
rice cooker in the first place?� Kitty shifted in her chair.

�He was attacking a martial arts dojo, where I was helping the
master by sparring with him. You remember the Maf�-ba, the so-called �Evil
Containment Wave,� ne?� He nodded. �Well, Mutaito taught it to me a few days
before the attack. Mutaito died fighting your father. While his back was turned,
I used the Maf�-ba.�

�You...imprisoned....my father....in a rice cooker.� he said
slowly, staring into the fire.

�He was a monster, Piccolo. He was pure evil.� He stood up with
such force he nearly knocked the chair over.

�Then what does that make me?!� Kitty sighed, and stood,
walking over before him.

�Lucky you didn�t meet him.� she whispered. �Keep in mind, I
was raised as a slave in the murkurite mines of Platyao, and I never met my
parents till the year Goku was born. That�s 976 years I lived without them. 24
years ago. By the time I found them, they didn�t even recognize me. The only
ones who believed me were my sisters, Goku�s eldest brother Turles, and their
father, Bardock. My parents abandoned me, Piccolo. Don�t you dare think you�re
the only one who�s ever suffered needlessly.� She turned to leave. He grabbed
her shoulder. She turned back to him with a defiant look in her eyes, and a tear
running down her cheek. He reached up and gently brushed it away. She stared
after him in shock, as he left. She looked over at the book he�d picked out. Had
she been able to read Namekian, however, she would�ve understood him better.
Leurvana di Takkarra it was called--the Book of Answers. It was
opened to a chapter titled, The Pain and Pleasure of Love.
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