Writer's Note: This is a short fiction I wrote when I was writing from prompts. The prompt was "Unearthly Beauty". It's really short, I know, but even now, I'm /still/ in a horrible slump.
I don't own Dragon Ball Z and I don't want to own Dragon Ball Z. This is simply a work of fanfiction.
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She was beautiful to him. He had never met anyone that made his heart flutter as much as she did. How ironic that she wasn't even human like he was. Would she live hundreds of years into the future? He wasn't sure. He almost didn't want to know. But it would seem selfish to want her to die so that he could spend his time in Otherworld with her.
She had been a villain when she had first stepped into his life. She would have killed him without thinking. It was funny that he didn't want to hurt her, regardless of that fact. She had, infact, nearly killed a few of his friends. But she hadn't. Maybe she wasn't so evil to begin with. That was what he had thought all along. After refusing to use the self destruct remote on her, she had started to turn around. Eventually... she had become a good person. She had fallen in love with him. ...And that was beautiful.
Krillin smiled to himself a little as he leaned in the window sill where he was watching his wife play with their daughter, now three, in the backyard. It was a thing of beauty to him, unparalleled.