Chapter Seven-Part one
Wherever you are
It was only one week before Salla was to be 'released' from Piccolo's captivity. The tall Namek told her that he had a surprise for the last week. He took her to the Japan archipelago, with the repaired car. Piccolo drove them to a mountainous area, where there were many Sakura trees, littered about it. The young lady marveled at the area's beauty and purity. The air was perfumed with the flowering trees and wild nature.
The tall Namek drove a few miles past the Sakura forest, stopping at a rock face, around 25 feet high, surrounded by small wooden stakes, with reddish pink ties, stretching for a seven acre circumference. He lead her around the bend of the land that opened up to a private, grassy, waterfall, with trees catching the falling water in between it's branches. The water made a small lake that emptied into a natural, rocky canal, which was another 10 or so meters from the body of water. Salla then noticed a 10 ft Sakura tree, with very dark bark that beheld the whitest of pink flowers.
Under the tree there was a large, ornate, metalwork chair; silver in color with a large, reddish-pink cushion. In front of the chair laid medium sized, round carpet, with varying colors.
The grass under the young lady's feet felt crisp and soft, slightly moist from the water. Piccolo led her to a small round table with two chairs, close to the face of the waterfall. The table was also a fine silvery, metalwork table, with a large Bento box atop it. Both chairs where the same as the other chair under the Sakura, but normal sized.
He stood her to the side of the table and took out a capsule. Salla looked around her surroundings and admired the extensive care that her beloved took in arranging this date. She then heard a large pop and turned quick to see a small capsule house. Salla then realized that Piccolo must have rented this area for their use, seeing the red makers and how private it was. Piccolo went to the side of the waterfall and lifted what appeared to be some boxes. He put the boxes a few feet from the table, then took two thin boxes from a top what appeared to be a old fashioned record player.
"Here, inside is a 'Fursode'. A traditional dress of japan worn by young ladies, with a pair of 'Geta'." Piccolo said as he handed her the flat box.
Salla looked at him and bowed. She chuckled and went into the house. It was only one bedroom, with a round living room and bathroom. The kitchen space was behind a small wall. The young lady went into the bedroom and sat on the bed. She admired the top of the elaborate box and stroked it slowly. Salla then opened it, revealing a whiter, than white garment, with light brown shoes, that had white lacing. She delicately put down the geta, near her feet.
The young lady watched the dress unfold as she raised it gently from the flat box. The long sleeves and skirt had painted Sakura branches, with reddish blossoming flowers, that traced from the forearm of the sleeves, and the knee section of the skirt. Salla stood up quickly and gasped at it's beauty. She then pressed the fursode against herself lightly, and admired it. The young lady swallowed her emotions and sighed.
A few moments later, Salla had finished carefully putting on the traditional dress and admired herself in the mirror as she sat on the bed. She also pinned her hair up and replaced the silvery comb to the side of her head. The young lady lowered her head, took in a deep breath slowly. She then rolled in her lips, as she breathed out her nose. Salla patted her lap a few times then stood up. She almost fell back, not being used to wearing the Japanese sandals.
Salla felt tight and unusually shy. They had been all over the world within the time that they were together, but something about this day seemed significant. They would go on day trips and be back at the lookout for bed. This time it was over night.
The shy young lady raised her blush soaked head and saw Piccolo wearing a what appeared to be a traditional Japanese garment, indigo in color. She admired the 'Obi' around his waist and the large 'Sakura Kamon' emblem on the back of the garment. He stood to the side of the record player, with one hand on the needle handle, as his other arm was bent behind him.
The tall Namek noticed Salla, standing to the side of the house, he became slightly nervous, swallowed heavily and started the record player hastily. Salla chuckled, raising a hand to her mouth. She met him halfway between the house and table. They took one another's hands, bowed to one another, locked eyes and smiled lightly at each other. The both of them admired one another garments and laughed lightly. Salla then heard the sound of a 'Shamisen' playing.
Piccolo released her left hand and stood to the side of her. He then raised her right hand to his lips and kissed it gently. Salla turned her head to the side, raised her free hand to her face and rolled her lips in as she smiled. Piccolo lowered her hand and rubbed the back of it with his thumb, as he held it within his. She looked at him and blinked. He nodded at her then lead her to the table, having her sit first, then lifting the chair slightly, putting her closer to the table. Piccolo sat at the other side of the round table. He then opened the box and revealed Sakura-shaped Mochi sweets, with a three-piece tea set. Salla oo-ed and ahh-ed as he arranged the snack.
They conversed and sat, after the Mochi was devoured, and the their tea cups refilled several times.
"Out of all of the places we have been, this has to be one of the most lovely, my darling. Quiet, secluded, lush and brimming with natural beauty." Salla noted.
"Yes, I got it for us to be with one another. I have always appreciated the serenity of area's such as this. Knowing that you love nature and study plant life, I figured it would be perfect." Piccolo replied.
"Being with you has been perfect enough. I love you." Salla replied.
Piccolo looked at her with amazement, then snapped his head to the side and looked down. He blushed lightly and sighed gently. Salla smiled lightly, then turned her head to the waterfall. Her eyes followed the waterfall, going into the lake. She looked on at Sakura petals as they swirled lightly in the water. The young lady sighed, put her hands together on her lap, then turned her head back to the man she loved.
"I never thought of myself to be in a place like this." Piccolo said quietly.
"But you said that you come to area's like this-" Salla said as she was interrupted, by Piccolo.
"Happy." Piccolo Interrupted. "I have been fortunate to have Gohan as a friend for many years now, and acceptance within your family. But this... This is different. You care about me in ways that I did not know were possible, and in return I'm vulnerable and ensured by your love."
"The only thing I can say is that, there is no where else I would rather be right now, than with you. I love you, Piccolo-kun. I love you, dearly. I feel that you are my ending, the closed book for my life. I'm truly glad to have met you." Salla said softly.
Piccolo looked at her in shock. His eyes widened and his breath became light. The tall Namek then rushed out of his chair and walked a few feet away from the table. He then raised a hand to his chest and breathed in heavily. Salla looked on at him in concern as she tilted her head. Piccolo then dropped to his knees and held himself with one arm. The young lady rushed over to him, placing her hands on his shoulder and bicep. She leaned her face to the side of his head and asked him what the matter was. Piccolo swallowed lightly, then his mouth became agape. His chest moved in and out as he breathed.
"Piccolo-Kun, please! What is wrong...? What happened?!" Salla inquired with concern.
"...I'm... I'm not used to this... This is the first time that I have ever been in love... And for someone as beautiful to reciprocate my feelings... I never could of imagined this... Never expected any of it." Piccolo said in a breathy voice.
"It is my first time also. But what I feel is undeniable and stronger than anything that I have ever experienced. I'am sewed to you. Where ever you are, I shall be." Salla said lovingly.
The young lady rested her head between his shoulder blades and rubbed his biceps. The tall Namek sat up and turned to Salla. She lowered her hands to his lap and looked at him with loving concern. He then put his hand on hers and his other hand on the side of her face. Salla leaned her face slightly into his hand, blinked and looked at him with a light smile. Piccolo swallowed and looked at her face intensely. He took her suddenly into his arms and kissed her deeply. The tall Namek then stood up, with Salla cradled in his arms.
Piccolo walked to the Sakura tree and sat her in the over-sized chair. He then knelt in front of her, taking her hands into his. He seemed nervous and began to sweat lightly. Salla laid a hand on top of his hands, shook her head lightly and looked at him with slight concern.
"Salla... It has almost been a year since you have arrived on Earth. Not only have you been kind to me, but you went out of you're way to be truthful, open with your feelings, and trusting of me. You gave me a chance and went from a good friend to someone that I care deeply about. The more time we spent together, it became harder to go back to the lookout and be alone." Piccolo said. He then dropped his head and sighed deeply.
Salla took her hand and caressed the side of his face. Piccolo lifted his head, breathed in and out of his mouth, closed his eyes, then turned his head to the right.
"I did something that I hope does not scare you away. But I warn you... Even if you try to run, there is nowhere on this planet or within the universe that you can hide from me." Piccolo said firmly.
Piccolo locked eyes with Salla with great intensity. She widened her eyes in shock and amazement. The young lady felt her body lock with his glare. The tall Namek then turned his head and looked down as his hand searched in within his pants pocket. Piccolo other hand held both of Salla hands. He then turned his head back to her and placed a key within her hands. Piccolo crossed his arms as Salla inspected the key.
"What is this? The key to your heart?" Salla chuckled.
"No, It is the key to this." Piccolo retorted. He then placed a medium box on her lap. Salla shook her head with her eyes closed and smirked. She then opened the box and saw a doorknob. Piccolo took Salla into his arms and flew upward to the flat land above them. He then walked to a sign and stood her next to it. Salla looked at him, then the sign. She then looked at Piccolo in shock and surprise. Piccolo held her close to him by her shoulder and looked down at the sign.
"I bought this land. I love you, Salla-Chan, and will build a house here for us to live together. I wish to help build it, but I'm not much of a carpenter or mason. I will do my best with the contractors that I have hired."
"For the first time in my life I have nothing to say... I'm just... In awe and shock. But in a good way." Salla said softly. She then walked onto the flat land and looked around the area. She then noticed the car parked below the cliff. "All of this area where the wooden stakes are... That land belongs to us?"
"Yes... It's several acres and very private. I didn't want to move you into the lookout because it never really belonged to me, and the land that you are on now is really your brother's. I wanted us to have a place of our own. Just for us to be." Piccolo replied as he crossed his arms.
Salla knelt down and waved her hands in the rich green grass, slowly. She choked back tears and swallowed heavily. Piccolo walked beside her and looked down at her.
"I will be with you here for as long as you will have me, my love." Salla said emotionally. She then turned to him and lifted herself off the ground. He reached for her and she took his hand. The young lady lowered his hand with hers and placed her other hand to his cheek. Their lips met one another and they kissed lightly and lovingly.
Later that same day, contractors arrived and talked with the couple. The company stood behind Piccolo and Salla, as their foreman took a picture of them, with Piccolo leaning his arm atop a spade and Salla holding his torso.