OS: Doppelganger

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Your P.o.V-

I sit on the roof and he doesn't notice me watching him. I pull my knees up to my chest, setting my chin on them.

He uses the one technique that never ceases to amaze me. He splits himself into two more versions of himself, for a total of three Piccolos.

He and the other two move quickly, not sparing an ounce of mercy for the other. I watch my Piccolo, the one without his weighted training gear. He is able to out maneuver his doppelgangers.

"You done watching me from up there, (Y/n)?"

"Meh,"

"Get down here and help me."

"Tapping out so soon, Dear?" I fly down next to him, and as soon as I get into battle stance, a fake Piccolo's fist whips by me. I move quickly, and I actually hear the noise his fist makes, breaking the wind.

"So you like my trick?" The real Piccolo asks, tied up with the other clone.

"Yeah, its all the Piccolo a girl could ask for. "

"Oh, so one of me wasn't good enough for you?"

"Nope," I say as I catch Fake Piccolo's fist in my hand. He wrinkles his nose in distaste, something I have grown so fond of over the years.

"Real cute, Imitation Piccolo." I say as I twist his arm backwards.

"I'm just as real as he is," he nods his head in Piccolo's direction.

"Prove it," I let go of his wrist.

Without warning, he pulls me in by the waist, smiling down at me. He breaks into a grin, and kisses me as my eyes widen.

"Hey you! GET OFF OF HER!" The real Piccolo growls.

I am still in shock as the imataion Piccolo is knocked to the ground, my Piccolo stepping on his chest, and the third coming up fast.

Piccolo closes his eyes, and in a blink, only the real Piccolo remains.

"I wanted to kill him," He growls, pulling me into a hug and setting his chin on my head.

"He's you though," I remind him, hugging him back.

"That's the only reason I didn't destroy him. None of my clones have tried that before."

"You must be falling more and more in love with me with every passing second then," I tease him.

"I am." He kisses my forehead. "I am. ."

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