Nameki-jin rabupuree By Daimaoh Himegami ***************************************************************** * As some people might not know, I started up the * * Dragonball Inferno fanfic a while back, telling * * about Piccolo'sonly love and real friend, Himeg- * * ami (fire goddess), who was created as his sister * * to keep Kami alive, and teach Piccolo of love. * * This story takes place after thier son, Chibi Kim- * * ono, was born.. . . . . . * * * * * * * *If you have any questions pertaining to this story, * *or are just plain confused, please check out my fa- * *nfic section @: * * * *http://members.tripod.com/~Himegami/Himestory.htm * ***************************************************************** The winter night was so cold. The aburn sky light up as a single shooting star flung it's celestial self across the sky, making the light dance of the tree tips. Inside the floating palace of god, nothing could be heard. No sounds arupted the pleasent silence and tranquility of a clear night like this. The snow fell silently outside of the building. "Imoto . . Imoto . . .watashi samui! (Sister! sister! I'm freezing!)" said Piccolo, taking the covers closer to his head as he rolled over and wrapped him arms around his sister. She pulled his arms closer. "Sumimasen. . am I taking to many covers?" He looked at her through eyes of what seemed to be a childs'. "No. . . I'm just. . cold.. . Damn winter. . ." Himegami giggled slightly, loud enough to be heard, but not as to cause a stir. "It seems to be matching your attitude over the snow!" Piccolo blushed and turned over, Himegami still clinging to him, and covers barley covering his torso. She began to close her eyes again, while he turned over to her and held her tight. "Do you want to go downstairs? The fire we started shouldn'tof died out by now." She sighed as she smiled and faced him. Her ruby red eyes so bright and full of promise. Her lips, as soft as roses, broke the plush of silence that Piccolo had used to admire her: "Sure, I'll go." ------------------------------------------- Downstairs, she sat in front of the fire, with a white blanket she dragged from the bedroom, covering her shoulders. She smiled as she stared into the flames. "It's very pretty. . . " she said she stared down into the flames. The colors seemed to be playing thier own little game with each other, tossing and turning around, trying to escape thier blustery inferno of orange and yellow. Piccolo just smiled. "Yeah, but not as pretty as you. . " Himegami's cheeks flushed over, as she smiled as sighed. "Well thanks...... I don't get very many comments anymore. . . " Piccolo smiled as he sat behind her. He put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her back into his lap. She closed her eyes as she smiled and held on to his arms. ". . ::sigh::. . .your love amazes me sometimes ani. . " He smiled as he leaned foward and tipped her head. He took her head by the sides as he stared into her eyes. so soft. . . so fragile. . . just like garnets from heaven. . . . He closed his eyes and leaned forward and gave her a kiss. He pulled her closer as he stuck his tounge down her throat. She was caught by surprise, that was certain, but winter surprises weren't what she cared about right now.. . . . . all she could do was fall into this romantic trance. He slipped his hands up the back of her night shirt, feeling up the grain of her back. She rubbed her hands all over his chest, almost as if a small voice inside her told her to "keep going." He smiled as he felt her soft hands caressing the front of him. He held her closer still. She looked up at him, her cheeks red and flushed with blood. The fire roared behind them as they stared deep into each others eyes. Piccolo felt so excited. He looked at her with soft eyes, as if trying to speak out "Let me. Please let me show you the time of your life." Himegami put her head up against his warm cheast, as he slipped his hands down her shirt one last time. Taking the small spagetti straps holding her shirt up, he carefully torn it half, letting it slowly slip away. As it passed over her breasts, her nipples became rock hard. Piccolo looked at this small, fragile being. . .. . .so young. . . so elegent.. . . like some kind of princess in a fairy tale.. . The fire danced around her figure as small sparks illuminated the crevises of her body. He began to slip off her panties, as she let the blanket fall down onto the ground. Her cheast began to flush as she stuck her hands low into his pants, feeling his genitles. What is this feeling? Why do I feel so. . . happy? . . . is tyhis intimancy at its fullest? . . . He had no time to ponder. His adrenilen told him to keep pushing for this feeling of being aroused to continue be being sent to him. He took of his pants and threw them into the fire. She took her shirt and underwear and did the same. He began to want her more and more. . . her soft green body. . teeming with energies of love. . . She moaned out load as His lips found thier way to her breasts,. . making him push himself closer and closer. She pushed him head into them, as she took her tounge and rolled it around on his back. His fingers played and danced around her genitles, as she began to quiver from the start of an orgasim. He smiled as he decided it was time. . . He took his hand and placed it on her buttocks, as he scooted her forward. He began to thrust as she moaned out loud. . . hayai.. hayai :::Groan:: . . . She held onto his body as she stopped, taking some of the white secretion with her finger and touching it to his lips. . . "My gift to you. . . " Piccolo blushed as he smiled, and held her closer to him. --------------------------------- They kept going. All they knew and felt at that moment was the eternal love for each other. As the wind howled, and the snow fell outside, They continued making love under the blanket of stars, as the embers of the fire died out into the jungle of the night. -Daimaoh Himegami -1998