Gotta Pee: Piccolo + Gohan Fic

"Piccolo-san, please," Gohan says, voice a high whine of desperation.  He dances from foot to foot, hands between his chubby thighs.

Piccolo frowns and at last lowers his arms. "A fighter must learn control," he snaps, but he does not fire the blast he was preparing.  

"It'll only take a moment," says the brave little warrior boy, lip bloody and shirt almost torn off, as he runs off behind a rock.  He sighs contentedly as a satisfying arc of long-held-in pee decorates the landscape.  It seems to last forever, but when at last he finishes, he pulls up his tattered pants and scurries back to training with Piccolo, who hovers in the air, crosslegged and facing away from his pupil.

"You earth mammals and your needs.  They make you weak," Piccolo says, flatly.  

"I held it in as long as I could," answers Gohan, head tipped up, pouting and wide-eyed.  When there is no response, he adds, "It felt good."

Piccolo makes a sound of disgust.

Gohan bites his lip and rocks on his heels.  Piccolo-san seems angry, but that's ok.  Gohan can be patient.  "You don't like to pee, huh?"

Piccolo snorts and turns in the air, rising.  Cape and muscles rippling, he points at the child of Son Goku and narrows his eyes.  "Namekians do not 'pee,' as you call it.  We are above such things."

Gohan's eyes widen in a combination of awe and panic.  "Never ever?"

"Never ever."

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"Of course not."

"I think my thingy would fall off if I didn't pee," Gohan muses.

Piccolo lands lightly beside Gohan, shaking his head.  "Gohan, I don't have a 'thingy.'"  

Gohan rushes to Piccolo and wraps himself tightly around the Namekian's shins.  "Oh, Piccolo-san, how terrible!" he cries, tears streaming.  "No wonder you're in such a bad mood all the time!"