Love's not away
Some years ago, I met somebody, and we quickly become friends. I know it's beggin like a blahblahblah about my life but I just wanted to said, she is somebody amazing. Being both Krilin & Eighteen fans, we were writing fanfictions at that time, and so she helped me a lot. So, right now, I wanted to share that one with you. The original fiction is in my own laguage, french, written by Gemini30 - find her on DeviantArt- and I really appreciate it, because the spirit of the characters are just really here. This is a fanfiction of 11 chapters. Hope you'll have a good time while reading it, as I had, times ago. Ps: Thanks so much Jen for the help !
Chapter 1.
It had been raining for more than a day already but she did not move. She simply would not, because for her there was nothing that mattered anymore. Her eyes, no longer full of vibrant color and reflecting life, slowly closed. Although she technically didn't need to eat much, only a little bit to support the human half of herself, she hadn't eaten anything in the two weeks and four days since she had started to look for her brother.
A boy identical to herself but with jet-black hair and darker skin, he had been a victim of Cell who had absorbed him shortly before she suffered the same fate.
She had been sitting against the same tree for ten days now, meditating and waiting on death. She cast one look up at the sky before fully closing her eyes.
"See you soon..." Is what she had said to him when he last saw her. The small phrase had been haunting him for two weeks now. He hardly slept, thinking about the beautiful young blonde woman who had kept his hopes up with those three little words.
Krillin tossed and turned in his bed for a little wile longer before he gave up and surrendered. He got up and changed into his training gi. Opening the door softly, he looked around to see if Master Roshi had returned from his party with other old martial arts experts from all over the country.
He closed the door behind him before taking off in the sky. He needed to unwind and let off some steam or else he would drive himself crazy, wondering and hoping against hope he would see her again.
He softly landed in the middle of a forest and started sparring against an invisible partner, kicking and punching into the air around him. He then concentrated his energy into one point, a solid disc of Ki formed along his arm going up until it floated above his hand, spinning fast and with deadly precision.
"Distructo Disc!"
Krillin smiled proudly as he watched a rock split cleanly into two after the disc went through it. This was his technique, his invention and he was very fond of it because it had come in handy numerous times. On Namek it had helped him save Gohan and injure Frieza. Though the discs he produced today were a lot stronger than those back then.
Time went by fast, before he knew it he had been training for a good couple of hours. Krillin figured it would be best to go back home now. Master Roshi would probably be worried since he had been gone since early in the morning and he knew the old Master had most likely returned from his party by now.
Grabbing his keys from a nearby tree stump, Krillin shot up in the air. His thoughts immediately drifted back to her.
"See you soon." Just thinking about those three simple words gave him chills, knowing full well that those words could mean she really did want to see him again. He was so caught up in those thoughts that he didn't pay attention to his surrounding resulting in him colliding with a pterodactyl. The beast screeched loudly causing Krillin to drop his keys in shock. Only now did he realize it was raining.
"I'm really in the west now!", he sighed as he descended to the ground, fully expecting having to search for his keys for hours in the wooded area. To his relieve however, he found them fairly quick.
Krillin got ready to blast off once again when something caught him off guard. He turned his head and was greeted with a sight so unbelievable he had to blink several times, he even wiped his eyes just to see if he was not hallucinating.
Sure enough, what he saw was real, not some figment of his imagination.
It was her.
'Eighteen.'
Cautiously, he approached her. Her eyes were closed, her clothes were drenched in water and what shocked him most was the fact that they were still the same clothes as the ones he had seen her last in. He bend down and gently shook her shoulder. There was no reaction.
Krillin feared the worst, she was very pale and felt cold to the touch. He took her vitals, they seemed to be normal but he wasn't taking any chances.
Carefully, he scooped her up in his arms and shot up in the sky heading back towards Kame House in the ever falling rain.
Meanwhile at Kame Island, Bulma was talking to Master Roshi. It was now two in the afternoon and she hadn't seen Krillin anywhere on the island.
"Where is Krillin?" She asked suddenly.
Master Roshi shrugged. "Kami knows where he is right now? I haven't seen him ever since I got back from my party this morning."
Bulma frowned at that, "I think he's changed."
"Really, you think so?"
"You live with him on the island and you haven't noticed?", Bulma asked in disbelieve.
"Hm...no."
Suddenly the door opened, banging against the wall from the sheer force behind it. Bulma and Master Roshi immediately got up and ran towards Krillin who stood on the threshold, carrying someone. Both were soaking wet. He looked from Bulma to his master before opening his mouth to speak.
"Hey, help me! I can't hold this door back longer with my foot!"
Bulma hastily took a hold of the door so he could step in. After closing it, she examined the situation before her. She motioned for him to follow her, giving Master Roshi a stern look that clearly said not to follow them, the last thing she needed was him trying to sneak a peek at the unconscious woman in Krillin's arms.
Krillin followed Bulma into the spare room they had.
"Lay her down on the bed, then go get me a towel and a clean dry t-shirt." She ordered. Krillin did what she asked of him, returning with the articles she had requested. Bulma proceeded to undress the woman to her underwear before drying her off and changing her into the t-shirt. She then got the blankets and covered her with them to keep her warm. She placed a towel on the pillows so it wouldn't get too wet.
Both her and Krillin retreated to the living room after she was done.
"So Krillin, who is that woman?" Bulma asked.
"Uhm she is..."
"Your new girlfriend?" Master Roshi asked.
"No! No it's..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by both Bulma and Master Roshi.
"You know you can tell us anything right?"
Krillin nodded.
"Well the woman I brought in, it's Eighteen."
"Eighteen?!"
Master Roshi stepped back a little at that revelation. Both he and Bulma expressed a tinge of fright at hearing that name. They had never really seen her up close before but had heard about her no less.
"Krillin, you know you are our friend and we don't judge you but...this is a little..."
"Dangerous?!" Master Roshi finished Bulma's sentence for her.
"Dangerous?"
"Yes! She's a cyborg with phenomenal powers!"
"Well right now she is sleeping, what is dangerous about that?
Bulma and Master Roshi were silent after that. After a while, Bulma bid her goodbyes and went home. Master Roshi hastily grabbed some of his magazines and cleared them away, not wanting the person upstairs to see them, they might upset her. He winced at the thought of what she could do to him.
Krillin had gone up to his own room, he was currently lying down on his bed.
For Eighteen things were everything but calm, she was having a nightmare, reliving the horrible events that had led to Cell's perfection, being without her brother and haunted by memories of Gero's lab that were frightening to say the least. She trashed around in the bed, whimpering.
Krillin sat up, alerted by the faint noises from the other room. He went over to her and sat beside her taking one of her hands in his for a moment. That seemed to calm her down. He wondered if him carrying her had had the same effect on her too, had she felt safe, felt something at all?
"Probably not" Krillin whispered to no one in particular as he let go of her hand.
After a few moments, Eighteen opened her eyes and sat up. She was greeted by Krillin who broadly smiled up at her.
"Where am I and what am I doing here?" She asked narrowing her eyes at him.
"You're at Kame Island, you were in bad condition when I found you, you needed help so I...
"I don't need your help, monk!" She spat out.
"Very well."
Krillin stopped smiling but was still relieved to see that she was doing okay. Just the fact that she was made him feel better too. He stood up and walked towards the door until her voice stopped him. He turned back around. She wasn't looking at him, instead she was looking down as her hands gripped the sheets tightly. He carefully approached her.
"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked softly.
Krillin had no time to react when she suddenly and forcefully grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, yanking him closer to her as she looked up at him, eyes brimming with tears and full of anger. It was the first time he saw her crying.
"Why?!" She yelled at him.
"You...I thought.."
"Why are you helping me? Didn't you realize that maybe I didn't need your help nor that I don't want to be here?!"
Krillin bit his lip, at a loss for words, her grip on his collar tightened making it a little harder to breathe.
"Answer me!"
He swallowed thickly as he looked into her eyes, the look she gave him was chilling him to the bone but nonetheless, he decided to just get it out.
"I did it because I...I love you." He said softly but loud enough for her to hear.
Her reaction was immediate, she gasped as she looked at him in disbelieve, there were no longer angry tears in her eyes. She released his shirt and Krillin rubbed his throat before standing up from his chair. Eighteen rose off the bed too then slumped forwards into him. Krillin was at a loss of what to do until his senses came back to him. He gently embraced her and he felt her lean into him more. He then realized she had fallen back asleep. He gently laid her back down before touching her forehead with his. She was hot to the touch. She had a fever.
She must've been ailing badly when she had grabbed him. Krillin covered her back up with the blankets, he would wait till tomorrow and try and talk to her again.