It had been a hard time for Krillin. The past few weeks should have been joyous; Gohan miraculously defeated Cell, his victims were revived by Shenron, and by all means the world was at peace. Yet in spite of all this, the most important person to Krillin wouldn't be coming back. It was not that Goku hadn't died before, but this time he was defiantly not coming back.

Perhaps he could've handled it better if he hadn't had his heart broken at the exact same time. Why had she become so angry with him? Krillin was just trying to help her, yet she always threw it back in his face. Maybe he was just kidding himself; how many weeks had it been since she told him "See you around"? Obviously she hadn't meant it to be taken as literally as he had. Thinking about it, he had never really expected her show up at Kame House out of the blue. Krillin gave a heavy sigh;

"I just want to know she's doing okay" He muttered to himself

Krillin gazed down to meet his reflection, staring back at him from the ocean's surface. Flying home from Dende's lookout always gave him time to think. Yet he struggled to keep his mind off the beautiful android; who had kissed him on that road in what seemed a lifetime ago. Perhaps he was just lonely; his best friend was dead, and he was lucky if he saw Gohan more than the rare occasion he escaped his Mother. It wasn't as if Piccolo and Vegeta were the talkative type, and was Maron really the last time he had dated anyone? If Krillin was certain of anything, more so than ever before, he was truly alone.

Krillin's reflection was fractured as the rain fell, hitting the ocean's surface hard.

"Just my luck" Krillin moaned; it was times like these he wished he grew his hair out.

Suddenly, something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye; something that made him stop dead in his tracks and his stomach tense. There she was, on the edge of an island, sitting on top of a large rock: Android 18. Krillin would've been surprised that she seemingly appeared just when he was thinking about her, if not for how frequently she was on his mind.

He hung there, floating in the rain, staring at the woman he wanted most to see yet he couldn't bring himself to move. She was staring out into the distance, should he go and talk to her? He couldn't imagine her exactly being overjoyed to see him. But still...

Krillin took in a deep breath and made his way towards her.

Android 18 had kept herself busy since the 'incident' on the lookout. She had overheard how they wished for the revival of Cells victims; that meant somewhere her brother was alive. Yet she found looking for him was much more of a chore than it should be.

For one, it had been weeks and she had not found any trace of 17; he was defiantly out there, yet he was almost certainly avoiding her... but why? It was infuriating.

But it wasn't just that, searching for him allowed her to keep her mind off what was really troubling. Why had that little man... Krillin... gone to such lengths to help them? It must be some kind of trap. It must be. Who in their right mind would help those who were practically 'created' to destroy them? It was a pathetic excuse for a trap, and she'd be damned if she fell for it.

But she was hiding from something, lying to herself; this hadn't been the only time Krillin had looked out for her. If it was a trap then why did he defend them when he didn't know she was around? More importantly, Krillin could have killed her. He had the device, it would've been better for everyone... but he didn't. It gave 18 an odd sensation, she couldn't put her finger on it; it was why she tried so hard to avoid thinking out it.

I won't let my guard down

Why though? Is he really a threat?

I'm not so sure.

He saved my life

Yeah only for Cell to get me right afterwards.

Does that matter? Think about how much they've done for us. What he's done.

There must be another motive.

This doesn't make sense!

"Raghhhh!" 18 yelled out in frustrated, throwing a ball of energy, subsequently shatter a nearby rock into a thousand tiny pieces

What the hell was going on? 18 wasn't sure, but she knew she didn't like it. Breathing heavily, she slowed down and flew over to a nearby island. 18 had never been the sentimental type; but sitting back and looking out at the vast sea surrounding her allowed her mind to become calm once again. She must have been sitting there for a good few minutes, just enjoying the simple pleasure of not thinking. Tiny droplets of rain hit against her soft face; it felt good to feel something. It was times like these that brought 18 back to the time before everything had changed. Yet she was not allowed to indulge in the moment, before too long something surprising brought her back into the real world.

"Rrgh... Not him!" She muttered in disbelief. She had sensed a strong power source approaching her; it was none other than that man, Krillin, of all people. 18 instinctively wanted to fly far away, but something held her back. The thought of seeing him again... did she actually want to? No, that won't be it; she just doesn't want to run away from such a weakling.

He was close, too close. 18 made a strong effort to not look at him, it was surprisingly hard. She pretended that she didn't notice him, keeping her eyes firmly fixed out on the sea in front of her. She could feel his eyes staring at her, why was he still there? 18 was at a loss at what to do: she didn't want to move for sure. But did she want him to leave... or did she want him to come over? The idea sent shivers down her spin; but before she could make up her mind, she felt his presence come closer to her.

Why's he moving so slowly?

The tension was starting to get to 18; she could almost feel herself start to go red. Every second it took him to get to her was tediously long and made 18 more tense.

Just say something for God's sake!

Just as Krillin opened his mouth to greet her; 18 bit down on her lip hard and shouted louder than she intended;
"What do you think you're doing here?" she breathed heavily and stared at the shocked expression of the man who had approached her.

Krillin was awestruck, he didn't expect a friendly greeting, but it wasn't as if Vegeta had ever exploded at him for just saying 'Hello'. 18 on the other hand had come to expect such a fumbling reaction from him; her anger cooled and she regained her composure.

"Well? Are you going to tell me?"