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Book 5: Z Warriors And The Deathly Hallows Part 1	By : DamianTheSnowLeox Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2197 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sweet Words

“Piccolo… Piccolo…”

“Hnn…” The Namekian’s eyes slowly fluttered open and he glanced over to where the voice was calling his name.

Hermione sighed in relief “Oh good. You're awake.”

“No thanks to you…” Piccolo grumbled as he sat up and rubbed the base of his antenna “I was with Gohan before you so rudely woke me up.”

“Oh… Sorry…” She looked down in embarrassment then widened her eyes, blushed heavily and looked away.

Piccolo raised an eye ridge then looked down and quickly covered his now very obvious erection. “Er… Gohan was ah… happy to see me…”

“O-Oh…” Hermione sat in the chair awkwardly, her face tomato red.

Piccolo ran a hand down his face “Damn it Gohan…” he looked at Hermione “Would you mind if I go outside to... you know…?”

Hermione jumped up and said quickly “Y-Yes! G-Go ahead!” She then quickly bustled over to Ron who was sleeping.

Piccolo chuckled then looked around before fleeing out of the tent “Uhn!” Piccolo stumbled backwards from whatever he ran into on his way out.

“Piccolo! You’re finally awake!” Harry said happily.

The Namekian gulped thickly, a purple blush on his cheeks since the way Harry ran into him stimulated his now aching unfortunate erection. “Unfortunately.” he growled “Can we talk later Potter? I am… busy.”

Harry blinked in question “What are you busy with?”

Piccolo, quickly losing his temper, snapped at Harry “Busy with things that do not concern you, boy!” he then pushed past Harry, a deep scowl on his face.

Harry frowned then looked at Hermione who was looking after Piccolo with concern. “Oh, Hermione?”

“Yes?”

Harry looked around as he walked forward “Where did you put the Horcrux?”

Hermione suddenly looked pale “I didn't… Piccolo had it when he took it from Umbridge...”

(Brief 18+ Scene Ahead)

“Hn… Hah… F-Fuck…” Piccolo panted heavily, his hot breath steaming in the cold forest air. “Ahh…” His hand moved rapidly as he stroked his throbbing manhood. Piccolo’s head was back against the tree he was leaning against as he panted and stroked himself. His free hand was gripping the tree behind him and the wood splintered under his grip. Not feeling like he could achieve his climax just jerking off, he let go of the tree then retracted his nails. Biting his lip hard, Piccolo stuck his hand into his Gi hem and slid two fingers into his sopping wet female organ. “Hn!” Piccolo’s eyes rolled and hips bucked as he stroked his internal clit, white hot warmth flooding his loins with every stroke. Stimulating both his female and male reproductive organs, Piccolo didn’t last long. Five minutes was all it took for Piccolo to suddenly gasp sharply and arched a bit as his hips stuttered while he came. Several cups of hot cum spurting from his impressive length and onto the forest floor as his fingers in him were suddenly drenched with vaginal juices. Slumping against the tree, the Namekian withdrew his digits and had his arms hanging limply to his sides.

‘A powerful being like yourssself sshouldn't have to resssort to usssing your hand for pleasssure…’

Piccolo looked up blearily and looked around “Who's there?”

‘Sssomeone to help you not forget who you really are… I've ssseen your heart Piccolo Daimao… It iss asss black assss mine…’

Piccolo put himself away then wiped his hands on his discarded Gi top “I haven't forgotten who I am, whoever you are.”

‘Ahhh… But you have… You could eassily rule thisss world… You can have anyone you wissh and take your pleasssure from them… Who are they to ressissst? They are weak wormsss under your foot…’

Piccolo murmured “I could…. Couldn't I…?” he slowly smirked cruelly and said breathily “I could obliterate them before they could blink.” his eyes slowly went over to the tent and his smirk grew wider “I could have anyone I want… Why should I have to settle with meager masturbation?”

‘Yessss! Take what you want! There isss no one powerful enough to ssstop you! Rule the world jussst like you wanted all thossse yearsss ago!’ the voice cackled coldly then hissed ‘The main being that will ssstop you isss Harry Potter… You must control him… tame him to bend to your every whim…’

“Yes!” Piccolo grinned widely, his white fangs glistening in the moonlight. “I bow to no one! They should be bowing to me!” he snarled as he glared at the tent “Potter should be bowing to me…”
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‘Yessss! Make him bow to you and become what you were born to be! KING PICCOLO!’

Piccolo froze. His eyes wide as he hand froze on the flap to the tent. “No…” Piccolo withdrew his hand and with his keen ears he heard Harry and Hermione talking inside. The Namekian took a few steps backwards “No… I am not King Piccolo… I am not my Father…” his breathing grew more heavy as he realized what he was about to do.

‘Yes you are! You will be! The whole world will crumble under your will! Just as you want it-’

“NO!” Piccolo clenched his fists and stormed away from the tent “No! That is not my ideal world!” a bead of sweat ran down his temple as he hissed “That is my Father’s ideal world! Not mine!” he looked down and ripped off the locket then threw it onto the ground “Fuck you!”

“Piccolo?” The Namekian jumped and turned around still panting slightly. Harry and Hermione were looking outside the tent at Piccolo with concern. Harry took a few wary steps forward “Are you alright?”

Piccolo swallowed dryly then nodded “Yes.” he ran his hand back along his forehead to the back of his head “I’m fine.” he glared down at the locket then picked it back up and thrusted it into Harry’s hands “You take the damn thing.” Piccolo grumbled to himself as he walked back into the tent.

Next morning, everyone watches as Harry places the Horcrux locket onto a fallen tree.

“You first.” Hermione said as she looked at Harry.

Harry points wand at locket “Incendio!”

The locket bursts into flames as it is launched off of the fallen tree. Piccolo finds locket on floor a couple feet away in leaves completely unharmed then pointed at it with his wand “Reducto.”

“Expulso!” Harry yelled out as the locket remained unharmed. The locket launches itself several feet away “Diffindo! Reducto!” Harry throws spell after spell before Piccolo puts a hand on Harry’s shoulder.

“Let me try something.” Piccolo rumbled. He placed the locket far from the tent and made the trio step back. Piccolo flew up some then pressed two fingers to his forehead. Charging up his Ki, Piccolo roared then shot his fingers down at the locket “Makankosappo!” A yellow spiral shaped beam of Ki shot down at the locket. When the beam ended, Piccolo flew back down then growled “Are you kidding me?” He reached down into the hole his attack made and pulled out the completely undamaged locket. Piccolo tossed it to Harry who caught it then pulled the locket over his head.

“What are you doing?” Hermione asked, her voice sounding a bit worried.

Harry tucks the locket into his shirt “We have to keep it safe until we find out how to destroy it.”

“Seems strange, mate…” Ron starts grumpily, his arm in a sling Piccolo conjured “Dumbledore sent you out to find those Horcruxes but doesn't tell you how to destroy them... Doesn't it bother you?”

Harry said nothing but walked away, looking annoyed at Ron’s question. Piccolo looked after Harry then glanced at Ron “It bothers everyone Weasley. Harry more than most.” He then walked away to check on the wards.

Later that night, Piccolo was walking back from patrolling the borders of the wards when he saw Harry wide eyed and staring into the distance, his hand clenched tightly around the locket. “Potter?” Piccolo knelt down in front of him and snapped his fingers in front of Harry’s face.

Harry flinched as the far away look in his eyes went away. He looked at Piccolo “P-Pic...?”

Piccolo’s brow ridge furrowed “You’re having visions again, aren’t you? I thought they stopped.”

Harry sighed heavily “Yeah…”

Piccolo sat down and crossed his arms and legs “You can’t keep letting the Dark Lord into your head Potter.” The Namekian glanced over as Hermione walked over.

“You-Know-Who found Gregorovitch.” Harry said with a slightly shaky voice.

“The Wand Maker?” Hermione asked as she sat down

Harry nodded “He wants something that Gregorovitch used to have. I don’t know what. But he wants it desperately. As if his life depended on it.”

As the radio in the tent behind Harry in the tent acts up, Harry Potter stands up and whips around, his aggravation clear “Don’t.” Hermione pleads and stands up “It comforts him.”

“It sets my teeth on edge” Harry growls as he turns around.

“Join the club Potter” Piccolo grumbled as he stood up and massaged his temples with his index and middle fingers.

“What’s he expecting to hear? Good news?” Harry spat.

“He’s hoping he doesn’t hear bad news Potter. If you weren’t blind to the world around you, you would know this.” Piccolo growled.

Harry turned to Hermione “How long before he can travel?”

“I'm doing everything I can-”

“You’re not doing enough!” Harry yelled.

“Take it off Potter.” Piccolo growled as he stood up. “I said, take it off.” When Harry did nothing, Piccolo snarled “Now!” Harry handed locket over to the Namekian and Piccolo grunted “Better?”

“Yeah.” Harry nodded, actually feeling a bit lighter ever since the locket was taken off.

“Good. We will take in turns holding onto it.” Piccolo handed the locket to Hermione and gruffed “I’ve already had to deal with it recently. I am not ready to wear that infernal thing yet.”

Harry frowned at Piccolo “How come you don’t just heal him?”

Piccolo frowned as well then said “For some strange reason Kami and not even Nail are… there…” he crossed his arms “I have a theory it is an effect of the locket but I am not sure. All I know is that Kami’s healing abilities are not available at the moment.”

“Curious…” Hermione murmured.

The next night, Piccolo was levitating in meditation outside the tent when his head tilted as the slightest sound of a foot snapping a small branch. Piccolo silently dropped his legs down and soundlessly walked towards the noise, his white cap flowing behind him. Piccolo tilted his head as he stood on the edge of the ward boundary, the sound of footsteps growing louder. Finally out of the trees several men walked out of the trees. Three of them were carrying unconscious forms in their arms as they walked. Piccolo glanced behind him for a second them back to the figures. He was silent as Harry walked next to him and stood just as silent and still.

One of the men who seemed to be the leader paused and cracked his back. Him as well as Harry and Piccolo saw one of the man in the back put down one of the bodies. The leader turned to him and said “What are you doing?”

“It’s heavy.” the taller man grumbled.

“Oh I’m sorry, do you want me to carry it?” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Pick it up you fool.” he spat then looked around before walking off.

Piccolo looked after them then looked at Harry “Those were Snatchers weren’t they? I recognized one of them as the man I impersonated at the Ministry.”

Harry nodded “Yeah. They were.”

Piccolo hummed then said with mild amusement “Good to know mine and Hermione’s charms work.”

“Hm.” Harry looked at Piccolo “Do you think Ron is healed enough to travel?”

Piccolo glanced back at the tent then gruffed “Not by apparition.” he looked back at Harry then said “We should continue by foot.”

“Agreed.” Harry nodded then walked back to the tent.
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Book 5: Z Warriors And The Deathly Hallows Part 1