a/n- heavenofnirvana I hope you like both endings!!

The whirring of Bulma's latest invention filled the air as you, a sprightly 8-year-old with hair the color of spun sunshine, tumbled out, giggling. Your cousin, Bulma, adjusted her goggles, a triumphant grin splitting her face. "There you go, Y/N! A flying machine just for you!"

Suddenly, a blur of orange rocketed past, nearly knocking you over. It was Goku, Bulma's childhood friend, already a martial arts prodigy even at his young age. "Hey, Bulma, what's this cool contraption?" he asked, eyes wide with curiosity.

Bulma, ever smitten, launched into a technical explanation, leaving you and Goku to bond over their shared lack of interest in gears and wires. You spent the rest of the day chasing butterflies, sparring with Goku, and Goku easily deflecting every blow you attempted and gorging yourselves on Bulma's never-ending supply of snacks.

Three years passed in a whirlwind of visits to Capsule Corp and adventures with Goku. You'd become inseparable, training together under Master Roshi while Bulma tinkered with her inventions. Then, Master Roshi announced Goku was leaving for a secluded training ground with a strange green martial artist named Kami.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you hugged Goku goodbye. "Train hard, Goku!" you shouted, saying his name in frustration. "Don't forget about me!"

Goku gave you his trademark goofy grin. "Never! I'll be back stronger than ever, and maybe by then, you'll finally land a punch on me!"

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Years passed, and you continued your own training and adventures. One day, you found yourself wandering through a dense forest, following the sounds of someone training. Curious, you followed the noise until you came upon a small clearing. There, a young Piccolo was practicing his martial arts, his movements precise and powerful.

"Hey, you're really good!" you called out, stepping into the clearing.

Piccolo stopped mid-kick and turned to face you, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. "Who are you?" he demanded.

"I'm Y/N," you replied with a friendly smile. "I was just exploring and heard you training. I didn't mean to intrude."

Piccolo relaxed slightly but kept his guard up. "I'm Piccolo," he said gruffly.

Over the next few weeks, you and Piccolo encountered each other frequently. You were fascinated by his strength and discipline, and he found himself drawn to your warmth and kindness. Despite your differences, you formed an unlikely bond,

As weeks turned into months, Piccolo found himself drawn to you in ways he couldn't explain. Your laughter echoed like music in his ears, your courage inspiring him to explore emotions he had long deemed unnecessary. Gradually, his stoicism softened under the gentle influence of your kindness.

Unbeknownst to you, Piccolo's feelings grew deeper with each passing day. He watched over you silently, his heart swelling with admiration and longing. Yet, he hesitated to reveal his affections, unsure if he could ever bridge the gap between you two.

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One day, just as Piccolo resolved to confess his feelings, fate intervened once more. News of the upcoming World Martial Arts Tournament spread like wildfire, drawing fighters from across the globe, including Goku, who had returned from his training more powerful than ever.

At Capsule Corp, amidst preparations for the tournament, Goku's gaze lingered on you, as you were helping your Aunt in the kitchen, noticing how she had grown more beautiful and confident in his absence. He found himself unable to ignore the feelings that had blossomed within him during his time away.

"I have to tell her," Goku confided in Bulma, his voice tinged with nervousness. "I... I think I really like her, Bulma."

Bulla smiled knowingly. "It's about time, Goku. She's always looked up to you."

Meanwhile, in the wastelands, Piccolo wrestled with conflicting emotions. The prospect of losing Y/n's friendship tore at his heart, yet he couldn't bear the thought of remaining silent any longer. Determination hardened his resolve as he prepared to confront Goku, knowing that their paths would inevitably converge in the arena.

On the day of the tournament, excitement crackled in the air like electricity. Spectators filled the stands, eager for the battles that would unfold. Among them you stood, torn between your loyalty to Goku and the unspoken bond you shared with Piccolo.

As fate would have it, Goku and Piccolo faced off in the finals, their gazes locked in silent challenge. The arena trembled with anticipation as they unleashed their formidable powers, each driven by a desire to prove their worthiness to you.

The battle raged fiercely, shaking the ground beneath their feet. Goku's agility and instinctual prowess clashed with Piccolo's strategic cunning and raw strength. As the fight wore on, their attacks intensified, echoing the tumultuous emotions that churned within their hearts.

"You don't understand, Goku," Piccolo gritted through clenched teeth, blocking a barrage of punches. "She deserves someone who truly understands her, who has been there for her."

"And who's that, Piccolo?" Goku retorted, a hint of desperation in his voice. "You? You've only known her for a fraction of the time I have. I've always been there for her, always protected her!"

Their words cut deeper than any physical blow, each accusation a testament to their unwavering resolve. Amidst the chaos, you watched with a heavy heart, torn between your feelings for Goku and the unexpected depth of Piccolo's affection.

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Goku Ending

With the sun casting long shadows over the arena, Goku's movements became a blur of speed and power. His determination burned brightly, fueled by years of friendship and unspoken affection. With a final surge of energy, he launched a decisive Kamehameha wave that overwhelmed Piccolo's defenses, sending the Namekian sprawling to the ground.

As the dust settled, Goku stood victorious, breathing heavily yet resolute. He turned to Y/N, his eyes shining with a mixture of hope and vulnerability. "Y/N, I need to tell you something," Goku said, his voice steady but filled with emotion. "Ever since we were kids, I've always felt something special between us. I didn't understand it back then, but now I do."

Y/N's heart raced as she stepped forward, her eyes locking onto Goku's. The sincerity in his gaze, the unwavering honesty, stirred something deep within her. "Goku... I feel the same way. I've always felt a special bond with you."

"I know I can be clueless sometimes," Goku continued, scratching his head sheepishly. "But I've always cared about you, Y/N. More than just a friend. I want to be with you, to protect you, and to make you happy."

Y/N's heart skipped a beat at Goku's words. She had always known that Goku's dedication to protecting the Earth was unwavering, but hearing him express his need for her in his life filled her with a profound sense of belonging.

Goku pulled Y/N into a gentle embrace, holding her close as the world around them faded into the background. 

The crowd's cheers faded into the background as Goku and Y/N embraced, their connection solidified by the shared memories and adventures that had brought them to this moment. Piccolo, rising slowly, watched the scene unfold with a bittersweet smile. He had fought with all his might, but some battles were meant to be lost.

Later that evening, beneath a sky adorned with twinkling stars, Goku and Y/N sat side by side on a hill overlooking the tournament grounds. Goku's hand found Y/N's, their fingers intertwining naturally. "I promise, Y/N, I'll always be there for you. No matter what."

Y/N leaned her head on Goku's shoulder, her heart at peace. "And I'll always be by your side, Goku. Together, we'll face anything."

As they watched the stars, a sense of contentment washed over them. Their journey had been filled with trials and triumphs, but it was the bond they shared that had brought them to this moment of undeniable happiness.

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Piccolo Ending 

With the setting sun casting a fiery glow over the arena, Piccolo summoned every ounce of his strength. His determination was fueled by years of quiet longing and unspoken affection. In a final, desperate move, he unleashed a powerful Special Beam Cannon, piercing through Goku's defenses and sending the Saiyan crashing to the ground.

As the crowd fell silent, Piccolo stood victorious, his chest heaving with exertion. He turned to Y/N, his eyes filled with a mixture of triumph and vulnerability. "Y/N... there's something I need to tell you. I..."

Y/N's breath caught as she approached Piccolo, sensing the depth of his emotions. "Piccolo... what is it?"

Piccolo's usual stoic expression softened as he found the courage to speak his heart. "Y/N, you've always seen the good in me, even when I couldn't see it myself. I've been holding back these feelings for so long because I was afraid of what it would mean... but I can't keep them inside anymore. I love you, Y/N."

Y/N's eyes softened as she listened, her heart swelling with compassion. "Piccolo..."

He continued, his voice steady but filled with emotion. "I know I haven't always been the easiest to understand. I keep my distance, and I don't always show what I feel. But you... you've seen through that. You've been patient with me, and you've given me a reason to strive for something more than just victory."

Y/N stepped closer, her hand reaching out to touch Piccolo's arm. "Piccolo, I've always felt a special connection with you. Your strength, your wisdom, your quiet kindness... they mean so much to me."

Piccolo looked into her eyes, his heart pounding. "Y/N, I care for you deeply. More than I ever thought possible. You've brought light into my life in ways I never imagined."

Goku, slowly rising from the ground, watched the exchange with a heavy heart. He had fought valiantly, but he understood that Y/N's heart had found solace in Piccolo's unwavering presence.

 He approached them, a smile on his face despite the ache in his chest. "Take care of her, Piccolo. She deserves the best."

Piccolo nodded, his respect for Goku deepening. "I will, Goku. Thank you."

That night, as the stars began to twinkle in the sky, Piccolo and Y/N found a quiet spot beneath a towering tree. 

As they sat in comfortable silence, they knew that their journey had only just begun.