Chapter 2
Krillin woke up with a yawn. He looked around. It was actually nine in the morning, so he figured he had some time before his teacher, and…Eighteen woke up. So he got out of bed and got ready for the day. As he was brushing his teeth, he heard his best friend's voice in his head again. "How's it going, buddy?" Krillin spat into the sink. "H-hey Goku. Well, she's living here now, so it's gotta count for something." Goku's laugh echoed through Krillin's mind. "Hey, aren't you forgetting something? I helped you!" Krillin snickered. "We'll see about that." Krillin walked down the stairs, eager to make some breakfast. There, he caught Master Roshi sleeping on the couch, snoring away. "Some things never change," thought Krillin.
After about 10 minutes, Krillin had prepared some blueberry pancakes. He left some for Master Roshi, ate some himself, and then he decided that he would give the rest to Android Eighteen. After carefully pouring syrup, he brought them up to Eighteen's new room. He thought that maybe because it was early, she wouldn't be awake. The last thing Krillin wanted was to disturb her sleep early. He cautiously knocked on the door. No response. So he turned the doorknob and pushed open. "Woah," he said to himself quietly as he saw Eighteen in her bed. "She's so…beautiful…", he said to himself as he walked over to the nightstand and placed the plate. Just then, Eighteen opened up an eye in a questioning manner. Krillin's eyes went wide with panic, not knowing what do to. "Uh, just leaving you some breakfast!", Krillin said as he turned to leave the room. He sighed with relief that he was able to keep his composure. Whenever he saw Android Eighteen, he always had to keep himself from totally being stupid. "Guess it's just because I love her," he thought. He was about to walk out the door, when he heard something. "Wait." Krillin turned around. "Hm? What is it?" Eighteen smiled at him. "Thanks." "Wow! She actually thanked me! Wait…don't just stand there! Say something back!" Krillin laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. "H-hey, it was no problem!" And with that, he promptly left the room.
After maybe 10 more minutes, Krillin came back to Eighteen's room. She was still lying down on her bed, looking up at the ceiling. He simply walked through the doorway, and collected the plate and fork, and left. "Do you think she liked it?" Krillin asked Goku. "Well, it's nothing better than Chi Chi's cooking, but I wouldn't worry about it. It's not like she's going to reject your food, in basically your own house." Krillin walked downstairs, and decided to watch some TV. There was honestly nothing better do to, seeing as how it seemed like Eighteen didn't want to talk to him. So he set the plate and utensil and plate in the kitchen, and then headed towards the living room. To his surprise, Master Roshi was already awake and reading one of his magazines. Krillin sighed as he grabbed the remote and turned on the TV.
After about one hour of brain-dead acting and comedy that wasn't really funny, Krillin was tired of watching TV. Thankfully, at just that moment, Android Eighteen came down the stairs. Krillin was glad that now, there was something else to distract him. He stared in awe at her beauty. She turned to face him. "Baldy. I need to talk to you." Krillin promptly turned off the TV. "Uh, what is it?" "I know you've offered for me to live here, and I have accepted. But you have to fulfill my needs to stay here." Krill nodded. "First of all, every morning, I want to train. Seven AM sharp. I still haven't found my brother, so you'll have to do." Krillin's face lightened. "Did…she just invite me train with her?" "Second, sometimes I will leave to go look for my brother or to do other things. It's none of your business anyways, so you're lucky I'm telling you." Krillin was waiting. "Uh…what else?" Eighteen smiled. "Third…I want some new clothes."
Krillin groaned as he walked beside Eighteen in the mall. "Why did I agree to this again?" He looked at her face. "Oh…that's why…" He said out loud dreamily. "What?" Eighteen asked. "Uh…nothing." Eighteen scoffed as she turned the other way. Then Krillin saw her eyes move towards a clothing store. "Ugh…"
After about three hours OF LITERALLY NOTHING BUT CLOTHES, Krillin was actually quite exhausted. Of course, he didn't show any of it. He didn't want to rush or make Android Eighteen uncomfortable. Still, he wanted to complain. Every time he was about to, he bit his lip. At least Goku was there to talk to. "Well, it wasn't that bad…" Krillin tried not to yell out loud. "WASN'T THAT BAD?!" He screamed in his thoughts. "Geez, Krillin, calm down, I didn't mean to upset you…" Krillin couldn't help but feel kind of bad. "Nah, it was my fault. I just need to calm down. I did get to spend some time with her…so that was nice." He looked at Eighteen. "So, did you find what you wanted?" Eighteen didn't bother to look back at him. "It will do for now," she said. "She plans on doing this again?" They walked towards the exit of the mall, and Krillin couldn't believe it was finally over. "I just need to go home and relax," he thought as they walked through the sliding doors and then rose up into the air. A couple of people pointed in shock, but Krillin didn't really care. Normally, he would go find a secluded area to fly off, but he was just tired right now. He blasted into the air at full speed towards the island with the Kame house.
Krillin sighed as he sat back on the couch. "So, Master Roshi, how was your day?" "Oh, it was fine. I just restocked the fridge a little." Krillin ran towards the kitchen and looked inside. "ALL RIGHT!" He said when he saw all the new ingredients. "I think I'll make dinner for Eighteen," he thought. Krillin still wasn't going to give up on getting her to like him. "That's the spirit," Goku said. After a good couple of hours, Krillin had finished making dinner. He stood back at the table, admiring his work. "Guys, it's ready! Come and get it!"
Stuffed, Krillin made his way to his room. He was really tired and thought that he probably didn't make any progress with Android Eighteen. He was wrong.
Eighteen sat in her room, trying to understand everything that had happened to her. Why did Krillin want to help her? She had beaten up her friends…she was evil…or so she thought. But he didn't see her that way. She understood some of it, but not all of it. Up on the Lookout, he said that he liked her. But did he really like her this much to take her in? Not that she minded living here. His cooking was actually quite good. Wait – did she just compliment Krillin? No, she shouldn't let his hospitality get to him. But then, why did she always get this weird feeling when she thought of him? It wasn't a feeling of hate, but rather She didn't want him to leave her presence whenever she saw him. For some reason, her mind highlighted the good parts of Krillin, rather than pointing out the bad parts. He's weak. He's short. But she never gave those characteristics much thought. The android sighed as she turned over in her bed, with mixed emotions.
"BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!" The alarm clock went off, responded by Krillin gently hitting the button. "Ugh…what time is it?" He thought as he got up, rubbed his eyes, and then looked at the time. "SEVEN AM?!" He screamed in shock. Then he realized. "Oh, yeah! I agreed to train with Android Eighteen every day at this time! Better get used to it…." Krillin forced himself out of bed, and once again got ready to start the day.