Author's Notes: nothing much to say here *sigh* PLZ READ!

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Chapter 1: Is it Wrong to Wish?

'She's doing it again,' Krillin thought worriedly as he caught his wife deep in thought again. He walked up to her and cleared his throat earning her attention.

"What's wrong?" he asked cautiously, awaiting the typical, "Nothing.", he always got. However, what he got this time was different.

"I was just… thinking about… my life before Dr. Gero turned me into an android," She replied, her expression turning thoughtful again.

'I totally didn't see that one coming! Wait a sec… she's finally opening up to me!' he thought triumphantly, only to regain his usual nervousness, 'But what could I possibly say? Does she even expect me to say anything?' Krillin thought anxiously, his thoughts making a bead of sweat trail down his face. Krillen's silence after 18 told him what was on her mind bothered her, which made her look at him with narrowed eyes. That was until she saw the expression on his face. It was absolutely comical! She covered her mouth, and giggled softly.

Noticing the change of mood, Krillin laughed too. 'I guess my nervousness did the trick!' However, his enthusiastic thoughts vanished when the laughter ceased.

The android got up from her seat and went out to enjoy the sun's warmth on the island she shared with her husband and some of his friends.

'Poor Eighteen… What could I possibly do to help her and get her out of these troubling feelings?' he thought, willing his brain to find a way to make the android glad. Well, as happy as she can get…

'Think Krillin, think!' And then he found a possible way to end her problems. 'Of course! I could use the dragon balls to wish for her to go to her past! Ah, Krillin! You're a genius old man!' he complemented his intelligence over and over. However, he suddenly became aware of the newest problem. How was he going to convince Bulma to give him the dragon radar? Sure, he can go look for them without it, yet that would take weeks, perhaps even months! Time that Krillen did not have since he married a beautiful woman and had a lovely daughter who they called Marron (he insisted on the name because of his ex-girlfriend, but he was not gonna tell 18 that).

Nonetheless, he practically flew out of the house, only stopping to tell everyone that he was going to Capsule Corp.

The flight to Bulma's house didn't take long, for Krillin flew there at top speed.

"Oh, Krillin! What a pleasant surprise! I was just making cookies!" Mrs. Briefs said with her usual optimism.

"Hi Mrs. Briefs! Is Bulma around?" he asked rather rudely, but who could blame him? He was just trying to get away from the overly excited woman!

"Bulma's inside dear!" she answered as she watered the roses she had planted a few weeks ago.

Krillin rushed inside and almost immediately found the blue-haired genius making some coffee.

"Hi Bulma!" he greeted casually while she jumped in the air, causing her coffee to spill all over the counter. She turned angrily, and directed her furious eyes at the unfortunate ex-monk.

"Krillin! How dare you enter my house and scare me like that! And without even knocking no less!" she yelled, her high voice causing Krillin to cover his ears.

"Nice to see you too, Bulma!" he tried to get back on her good side quickly. Only God knows what she'd do to him if he didn't!

"So anyways, what brings you here?" she asked, cleaning the mess she believed her bald-headed friend had caused. Krillin scratched the back of his neck as he thought of a good way to put the deal.

"Well… You see… Android 18 kind of wishes to know how her life was before she became an android. And, being her husband, I thought that I should try to help her do that… so I was thinking of…"

"borrowing the dragon radar." The two said in unison. Bulma thought for a while. Then, she smiled, "If it's for Eighteen, then, feel free to use it to find the dragon balls! Come on! I'll give you the radar!" That was a relief, and much easier than he'd thought it would be. In his head, things went a lot worse.

Nevertheless, he dare not complain, he was going to help Eighteen! But there was a long way before that happens. The seven balls have to be found to make a wish. Contrary to the usual, Krillin was looking forward to complete that mission… just for her.

However, Krillin's thoughts were cut short when a certain saiyan prince decided to break the silence.

"Woman! What's wrong with you screeching like a banshee all day? Some people need to concentrate to keep your sorry excuse of a planet in the universe!"

"Well excuse me, your majesty! But I kind of have something going on too!" Bulma yelled back. 'Wow… Is that the type of relationship they hold? I wonder how they got this far… Or more so, I wonder how Bulma stands him!' Krillin thought, astonished by the bond the two shared.

After taking a calming breath, Bulma asked, "So how is Marron doing?" Happy that Bulma was finally talking to him like a friend, he answered her cheerfully, "Oh she's fine! Thanks for asking Bulma! What about Trunks?" How he wished he hadn't asked that particular question. Why you ask? It only got Bulma talking non-stop about her beloved son as they were walking to their destination.

The two finally made it to the room holding the dragon radar. When Krillin got it, he left the house and flew to the island he called home in an effort to escape Mrs. Brief's offer of having a cup of tea and some freshly baked cookies.

'Finally! I almost started thinking that I would never get out of there! Now to more important matters…' He pressed the button a few times until he got the precise location of the first dragon ball. He grinned childishly, and flew towards his destination.

'I wonder how Eighteen would react to this,' He thought while biting his lip nervously, 'However, it's not wrong to wish for this, right?'

Author's Notes: And that's the end of Chapter 1! Plz read and review! : )

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