Dragon Ball Oneshots/Shorts

Piccolo x Goku's Sister/Reader

a/n- @Blue_Ivy_626 I loved writing this! Thank you for the request I hope you like it!

Piccolo stood at the edge of Bulma's garden, a silent observer amidst the cheerful chaos of the party. Gohan had convinced him to come, promising it would be good for him to socialize more. But Piccolo wasn't one for large gatherings, preferring solitude and quiet contemplation.

As he scanned the crowd, his sharp senses picked up on a familiar energy, tinged with the unmistakable aura of a Saiyan. He noticed a woman with long, dark hair talking animatedly with Goku and Vegeta. She had an air of confidence and strength about her, and her laughter echoed across the garden.

Piccolo's brow furrowed. Who was she? He knew all the Z Fighters, and this woman clearly had a connection with Goku and the others. Yet, he couldn't recall ever meeting her before.

Curiosity getting the better of him, Piccolo approached Gohan, who was standing with Videl and Pan.

"Gohan," Piccolo began, his deep voice cutting through the chatter. "Who is that woman talking with Goku?"

Gohan glanced over at where Piccolo was looking and smiled knowingly. "Oh, that's my aunt Y/N. She's Dad's older sister."

Piccolo's eyes widened imperceptibly. Goku had a sister? He hadn't heard Goku mention her before. But then again, Goku wasn't exactly known for sharing family details.

"His sister?" Piccolo repeated, more to himself than to Gohan.

"Yeah," Gohan nodded. "She's been off training in the mountains for years. She rarely comes down from there. Usually it's like once a year for food and supplies but she disappears just as fast as she comes down. I'm kind of surprised to see her here'"

Piccolo's eyebrows raised in surprise. He had heard of Goku's family, but meeting one of them in person was unexpected. "I see," he murmured, nodding thoughtfully.

Before he could dwell on it further, Goku noticed Piccolo and made his way over, Aunt Y/N in tow. "Hey, Piccolo!" Goku greeted with a wide grin. "I see you decided to join us after all."

Piccolo nodded in acknowledgment. "Goku. And this must be Y/N," he added, turning his attention to the woman beside him.

Y/N smiled warmly, extending her hand. "Nice to meet you, Piccolo. Goku's told me a lot about you."

Piccolo accepted her handshake, noting the firm grip and the calloused hands that spoke of rigorous training.

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Throughout the evening, Piccolo found himself drawn to Y/N's side, engaged in conversations that ranged from training techniques to philosophical discussions about strength and duty. She was easy to talk to, and he found himself opening up more than usual.

Y/N, too, seemed intrigued by Piccolo. She admired his dedication to training and his unwavering sense of honor. There was a quiet strength about him that resonated with her own values.

 Goku excused himself to take care of something in the house. Piccolo and Y/N found themselves alone in a quiet corner of the garden.

"Thank you for coming tonight, Piccolo," Y/N said softly, her eyes reflecting the moonlight above. "I know these gatherings aren't really your thing."

Piccolo nodded, a rare smile tugging at his lips. "It was... pleasant. Your presence made it more bearable."

Y/N chuckled, a sound that warmed Piccolo's heart. "I'm glad to hear that," she replied, leaning against the garden wall. "Maybe you'll join them for more gatherings in the future?"

Piccolo considered her offer, surprised to find himself genuinely considering it. "Perhaps," he said finally. "If you're there."

Y/N grinned, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Deal."