A/N: Uhuh! That's right! I has been over three...3! Months since I last posted an update before the new Chi-Chi/Trunks story on this past Monday. I cannot BELIEVE it took me that long to put anything out there for the many of you who have given me so much support over the years. I normally used to post once biweekly on Mondays, but since it has been so long I am no longer following that rule. Updates will be as frequent as I can to show my appreciation and get this oppai machine up and rolling again! So without an update for this story in far too long...here we are, the long awaited next chapter of Gohan's Blonde Future! Enjoy! With the festivities following a long and arduous day of fighting behind them, the Z Warriors settle in for a well deserved night's sleep. Gohan and Krillin recounting the highlight's of possibly the last meal of their lives, it's not the food that becomes the main topic of conversation. Find out what that is and more on today's episode of Gohan's Blonde Future!

Later That Night, Guest Room:

"Mhmmmph...Wow! Now that is what I call a meal!..." A wide, super satisfied grin spread across the front of his cue ball shaped head as he yanked the top of his orange gi off. To say that Krillin had enjoyed the dinner he and Gohan had just finished at Bulma's place was an understatement, "...Between all the burgers and fries I can barely stand up straight!..." The bald man's mind wandering for a couple moments though, that content grin soon transformed into a sly one unseen since the days of Maron bounding around the shores of Kame House, "...Not that those big scoops of vanilla ice cream we had for dessert aren't still doing the job, heheh!..." Giving his younger friend a knowing 'wink wink nudge nudge' elbow to the side, he had to blink a couple times in surprise when the half saiyan simply stared back at him in confusion, "...Errr...C'mon, you know, Gohan...The ones Eighteen took out for all of us?..."

Moving his upturned palms up and down in front of his chest several times to emphasize his already quite obnoxiously large points, he just about face palmed when Gohan instead, shook his head, "Sorry, Krillin, but Eighteen didn't bring anything out for dinner...let alone desserts..." The boy reaching down to take off his own shirt, the material still tattered from the day's fighting, his shiny headed friend could just about slap him for what he was hearing, "...I mean...apart from laughing at Yamcha when I threw that burger at him she barely did anything before leaving..." Krillin listening to everything the kid had to say, it was kind of cute in a way, after all Goku had been just the same when he was younger, completely naive about the beauties of girls… Even still though he had apparently figured things out enough to produce the young man in front of him...so there was still a chance out there for the kid.

"...Heheh...well between you and me I think we can agree parts of Eighteen came out before she took off..." Setting his orange gi shirt down as he began fiddling with the blue belt holding his pants up, Krillin laid a hand on his friend's bare shoulder, "...You should know, you were the one who had a bird's eye view down her shirt when those big gazongas of hers started bouncing around all over the place..." His little buddy's face instantly darkening just as it had earlier than night again, the bald martial artist nodded, a knowing look spread across his own when the boy finally caught on, "...Heheh...so even growing up with Chi-Chi and Piccolo couldn't hold back puberty forever..." Smirking to himself more than he had been before, Krillin was just about to chuckle some more when he noticed that Gohan wasn't smiling along with him.

The man's eyebrows, his sole facial features in all respects rising up, he quickly took a knee beside his friend when it hit him, "...Uhhh...Hey, Gohan...what's the matter? You just got an eyeful...it's not like you peeped on her changing, heheh..." Rubbing the back of his not so innocent head, it's not that the idea of spying on a girl when she was naked hadn't occurred to the older man, but rather just how close he'd gotten to actually doing it...again, "...And well, even that isn't that bad..." The son of his childhood best friend still continuing to stare down at his feet, at last Krillin started to take the situation a little more seriously, "...Uhhh...okay...so maybe Chi-Chi really did knock your natural instincts through a loop..." Rubbing his forehead as he tried to keep his frustration with Chi-Chi's overly strict parenting at bay, he finally opened his eyes again, giving his friend a caring smile, "...Gohan, you can check girls out...it's not a mortal...okay, it's a sin, but not technically a bad one..."

The Son boy slowly shaking his head back and forth at his fellow martial artist, Gohan at last looked up at him, a look of utter disgust with himself showing through like a shining star, "...It's not just looking at her, Krillin..." He said staring up at him, his expression a churning mixture of confusion and disappointment with how his very own thoughts had seemed to betray him, "...Whenever I look at Eighteen...I get...this...feeling...and no matter what I do I can't figure out what it is..." Curling his arms in towards his chest until the half saiyan was clutching at his chest with his bare hands, the bald warrior didn't know what was more shocking, that Gohan was admitting having these feelings or the fact that his hands were...shaking, "...Every time I get close to her...every time I hear her voice I get...dizzy...almost like she's magnetic or something..."

A restrained smirk tugging at the corner of Krillin's lips at that last comment, as much as he did want to make a joke about Eighteen being magnetic he figured Gohan didn't need a dose of humor at the moment. Taking a step towards his friend, he managed to pull that smirk of his into a reassuring grin, "...Heh...well don't worry about that feeling, little buddy..." The short martial artist said gently wiping at his nose, the man closing his eyes just for a moment before opening them back up again as if he were a master of something, "...Like I've been trying to tell ya, that's just because you're a guy looking at a pretty girl. It's nothing to be ashamed about..." Gohan's eyebrows rising while he looked up at the man only inches taller than himself, the Turtle School pupil nodded sagely at him, "...Yeah, Eighteen is beautiful and as a man you enjoy looking at her...Kinda fun isn't it?..." Folding his arms behind his head, that grin of his stretched out in a string of white teeth, even he wasn't expecting what the boy had to say next.

"...Well, it's fun looking at her, but this feeling..." Avoiding his friend's gaze for a moment, Gohan looked down at the floor, half of their battle damaged clothes from the day strewn around them, his mind quickly flashed back to when Eighteen was fighting, and the damage her own clothes had taken in the battle, "...Whenever I get this feeling around her...I want to do more than touch her...but...then when I hold her hand it...it just doesn't do it..." Suddenly looking back up at the older Z Fighter, Gohan's face was about as full of questions as the doctors were when he was born with a tail, despite that though, Krillin...he knew what to do, "...What does it mean when all you want to do is touch her, but you don't know why—"

A small, open palm shooting out in front of his face, in a flash the young half saiyan fell silent, a nice bit of training from his old green mentor, "...Ohhh...heheh...So you're dying to touch a girl, but you don't know why..." That small smirk of his tugging back at the corner of his mouth once more, Krillin almost wanted to cry he felt so proud of his friend, the nods of agreement from the Son boy reaffirming what he was thinking, "...Well congratulations Gohan! The puberty train has arrived and it's time to hop aboard!..." Chuckling a little as he closed his eyes following that remark, the bald man had figured this day would come soon enough, after all if Goku had managed to get the ball rolling with Chi-Chi of all people...then even with his genes Gohan would be okay, speaking of which, '...Now that I think about it...I never did ask Goku what Chi-Chi looked like naked...that woman did have quite the body when she caught up to us at the tournament...and some really nice chichis too...'

Rubbing the bottom of his small chin several times at the thought, those red leggings and that beautiful blue oriental dress of hers sliding right off, the short martial artist was starting to realize just how even Goku had come out of his shell, "...Uh, Krillin?..." The sound of Gohan's voice awakening him from his fantasies of seeing his best friend's Mom...er...wife...or whatever naked, his beady little eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw just how close the boy had gotten to him, "...Krillin! You said you were going to tell me why I feel funny around Eighteen!..." His arms crossed over his chest with almost disturbing amounts of similarity to the very woman the man was trying to imagine in the nude, Gohan just about scared the poor guy back to King Kai's planet.

"...Ahhh! Oh yeah, I forgot!..." Falling back on himself, Krillin managed to land a hand on the back wall before tumbling over entirely, the man taking a sigh of relief before returning his friend's rather intense stare, "...Right...sorry, I got distracted for a bit there...so about Eighteen..." The image of an even more jaw droppingly sexy babe appearing in his male mind now, the bald fighter had to ignore the blush spreading across his cheeks so that he could concentrate, "...Aha, well if it's that strong, Gohan, then I think you just might have a crush on her..." The boy's tense expression dropping in an instant, he merely stared back at his old friend, mouthing the word 'crush' even while Krillin nodded at him, a look of pride glowing out from his head now, "...Yup...I think that's it...when you get this weird butterfly feeling around a girl and all you want to do is hold her...that's a crush, little man..."

Simply stepping over the one inch height difference between them as he digested what his friend was telling him, Gohan swallowed dryly, "...A crush...so does that mean I'm in love with her or?..." A sudden panicked expression spreading across the poor Son boy's face in that moment, he stumbled back a few steps until he fell back onto the bed behind him, "...Gah! Or do you mean I'm going act like Master Roshi around her!?..." The kid freaking the hell out of himself the more he thought about it, he could just imagine it in his head now. Looking just as he was, but with a pair of big red sunglasses on his face, and wearing some beach shorts and a tropical shirt while he chased the blonde around a small island, laughing like a loon the entire time, "...No! I don't want to do that to Eighteen! Please, Krillin! Don't let me turn into another Master Roshi just because I like—"

The boy's eyes nearly popping out of their sockets as before he could even react Krillin was on top of him, his comrade in battle holding back none of his skills in easily silencing him with a hand over his mouth, "...Would you calm down, already!? No, you're not going to turn into a Master Roshi just because you have a crush on, Eighteen..." He said scowling at his younger friend, the relief Gohan was feeling though still not cooling the bald man off though. Apparently things were worse than he thought, while Goku just ignored girls entirely...even when his best friend pulled their tube top down in front of them...Gohan meanwhile was going to turn into a paranoid male version of Chi-Chi if he wasn't guided right, "...All it means is you're attracted to her, okay?...It's normal to feel this way about a girl..." Holding his friend still to make sure that the boy had no choice, but to listen to the gravely important things he was saying, there was no way he was letting him go on thinking this way, "...Guys like looking at girls...it's like the one thing we can all agree on. It doesn't mean you'll try to jump her like that old pervert!..."

Gohan at long last relaxing, he looked off to the side, his face a clear indicator of how much he was thinking about what the older man had said before speaking, "...So...I'm not going to act like that around her then?..." Looking up at Krillin as he slowly removed his hand from the half saiyan's mouth, he cautiously shook his head at him, the small movement doing even more wonders for the lad then his words had, "...But then...how come it got so bad when..." His mind flashing back to when he and Eighteen first met, time seemingly slowing down when the blonde had jumped up and down, then again outside by the tree, when she bent over in front of him, the world almost stopping as he stared down...her shirt at dinner time...everything moving around so… "...And then like you said...at dinner...she was...I mean I was sitting next to her when her...started..." Opening his eyes back up as he felt the pressure on top of him shifting so that Krillin was sitting down on the bed beside him, Gohan turned to look at his shoulder when he felt a hand land on it.

"...Heheh...well for the answer to that question I direct you back to our last conversation at your house..." Beaming with pride at how he had done so well in planting the seeds for helping his young friend out in life even without realizing it, Krillin took a deep breath before sticking his hand out in front of them, "...Gazongas, Gohan...That feeling you get when you look down her shirt is because you're a big boob man just like your old, Uncle Krillin!..." Patting the semi confused boy on his shoulder as he spoke, the way he was talking it was as if he was describing the layout of a breath taking landscape spread out before them, and in a way he was, kinda, "...You want to touch her because you've got a crush on her, no doubt, but..." Tapping the side of his left temple while he pulled the young half saiyan close against his right side, Krillin grinned, "...I think it's just as obvious that gazongas are your thing, and trust me, Eighteen has got some huge ones stuffed inside her shirt!..."

Continuing to hold onto his best friend with everything he had, it was the closest to what Krillin imagined having a kid would be like, raising him, training him, and then one day proudly standing there as he grew up, "...That was why I wanted to talk to you about it before. Hell, between earlier outside and then at dinner you're already enjoying a lot of those perks I mentioned..." Gohan remaining quiet for the time being while he mulled over everything being said to him, the grinning baldy just kept on talking, "...To make you aware of the teenage fantasy that you're living! It's only natural to get all queasy inside when you're checking her out; don't feel bad about it!..." Standing there, hands on his hips as he spouted off his knowledge to the youth sitting before him, Krillin was just too absorbed with what he was saying to hear the sound of the door opening behind him, "...So go ahead! You relish every chance you get to stare at those spectacular double Ds of hers and you feel good about it! Because at the end of the day it's only na—"

"If you're talking about my boobs, little man, I suggest you find something else to fantasize over at night..." Freezing the moment he heard her voice, Krillin slowly turned around, his face already turning bright blue while shivers went up and down his spine at the sight of her, "...I don't date forward little perverts like you, so you're better off not even thinking about it..." The blonde tucking some wayward strands of silky golden hair behind her ear as she stood in the open doorway, her light blue eyes sizing up the small man in front of her, "...Besides, if double Ds are your thing we probably aren't meant for each other anyway..." Taking a few steps inside, she turned to see Gohan sitting on the bed in front of the shaking man before looking around the room, the scattered clothes making her glad that she hadn't walked in any later than she had.

The boy in question looking up at her as well, Gohan's whole face seemed to light up at the sight of her; or at least that's what it normally did, the young man avoiding her gaze instead, Eighteen pondered why that might be as she returned her gaze to his friend, "...Not that it really matters at all...you can go. I'll be staying with Gohan in this room tonight..." Both guys jumping up a little at her words, she merely stared back at their surprised, blinking faces for a few seconds before explaining a little more, a small sigh leaving her pink lips, "...Unless of course you think you have what it takes to stop Seventeen if he attacks here again..." Raising one light colored eyebrow at the small man, the resulting gulp from him was just as much of an answer as any he could have spoken, "...Okay, now that we've agreed on that...get out..."

A small hand holding the door open as she stepped to the side to allow him to walk by her, Krillin thought about it, but deciding against fighting her on it, he relented, "...Grr...oh, alright..." He said pretending to be annoyed as he made his way over to the open doorway, the girl letting go of it for him to catch, "...But you better not say anything to make him sad; the kid's had a rough enough day already!..." The pair of them crossing paths in the doorway, Eighteen turned to face him, her black vest fluttering slightly with her movements. The blonde bombshell giving Krillin the most condescending look she could possibly muster as she bent down to get at least close to his eye level, she had no idea about just how much the top of her white v-neck t-shirt was hanging open, "...He doesn't need...need...need..." The bald man's eyebrows shooting almost right off of his head, to say that he had was getting an eyeful of Eighteen's spectacular melons was the understatement of the century!

"...I'll keep the well-being of my protectee in mind, little man..." She said talking quite literally down to him, while Krillin did his best to stay composed, the giddiness he was feeling inside at actually managing to pull this little stunt of his off was almost as good as the reward itself, "...Last time I checked, you didn't even raise a hand to my brother when he tried to kill him, so I don't know who you think you are telling me what to do..." A small scowl spread on the android girl's beautiful face the whole time she was chewing him out, the bald headed Z Warrior just stood there and took it...staring straight ahead the entire time, "...But tell you what, when you figure it out; feel free to tell me about it..." The blonde finishing up her reaming of the Turtle School student, she bent forward just enough to cause him to nearly squeal in joy as she unceremoniously shoved him the rest of the way out before slamming the door behind him.

The fading echoes of the door closing the only sounds left in the hallway with Krillin, it was only then that the martial artist allowed the wide, smug grin he'd been hiding to wrap around his face, "...Heheheh...sometimes there really are perks to being short..." He smirked, the only thoughts in his mind the constant reruns of the little show he'd just had put on for him, as bad as it was being shorter than women, being at their chest level made it so worth it, "...Damn, and I thought that chick's gazongas looked big from far away..." The sight of Eighteen's spectacular double Es bouncing and jiggling around mere inches from his face the entire time she was belittling him ingraining themselves into his brain for all time, "...I don't know what's better how out of control they are or how oblivious she is to them?..." That grin of his not losing an ounce of its luster as he turned on his heel before walking down the hallway, his arms folded behind his head in a rare victory, "...Either way you're one hell of a lucky guy, Gohan...I wish I could get a girl like her someday..."

Meanwhile, back inside the guest room, Gohan was still sitting on the bed while Eighteen made certain that apart from Seventeen blowing a hole in the wall, no one was getting into their room tonight, "...Well at least he finally left.." The blonde almost muttered to herself as she secured the first, second, third, and fourth locks on the door before turning around to go back to business, her shoes stepping over the clothes scattered everywhere, "...I was starting to think he'd never get out of my hair today..." The android girl's words traveling throughout the room, Gohan still just sat where he was on his of the two beds, not at all really listening to her, "...Tomorrow's a big day, Gohan, I suggest you get some sleep while you still can..." Eighteen walking from one end of the room to the other to double check that the windows too were shut and locked, she seemed to slow down when she got back to the door.

"...Gohan? Are you listening to me? Go ahead and get into bed, I'm turning the lights out so I can get undressed..." Those words only just leaving her lips, in an instant she caught a dark red tint beginning to glow on the half saiyan's cheeks, her own light blue eyes rolling back as she realized just what kind of conversation she'd walked in on earlier, "...Ugh, whatever that perverted cue ball said about my body just forget about it..." The blonde keeping her gaze hovering over the blushing boy sitting in the first of two beds for a few more seconds, she suddenly closed them, her finger flipping the switch a moment later, the sounds of her footsteps moving passed him drawing his eyes in the dark, "...For what it's worth, you're a nice kid, Gohan...don't turn into one of those weirdos that ogles women, it's annoying..."

All going silent for a few moments, the boy sat there, thinking, listening, his mind turning in on itself as he once more rehashed the events of the last few days, 'So it bothers Eighteen that much when guys stare at her?...' He asked himself, recalling her many angry and quite honestly borderline homicidal reactions to Yamcha or Krillin checking her out, '...But I've been doing it a lot too...' One, two, three times where he'd found himself lost in time staring at the blonde's well-endowed chest circling around in his head, as much as his best friend was right about it only being natural, the guilt someone like Gohan felt from it was bad all the same, '...And that means I...I've been harassing her just as much as Mom always said Master Roshi did to Bulma...' His eyes starting to water the more it became clear in his mind, it was then that the sounds of fabric hitting the floor reached his ears, the effects of Krillin's mini 'talk' starting to take effect on him.

That first sound followed by a slightly heavier, but still light thump as what seemed to be a shirt hit the floor, the unmistakable noise of a small zipper being unzipped breached the quiet air only for it to be followed by some jingling as the pants it was stitched into were kicked off, "...Ei...Eighteen..." Gohan stuttered, his mind already beginning to conjure up images that had been give plenty of fertilizer after years of neglect by his mother, "...What...What are you...d...doing?..." Asking the question even while he knew without a doubt what those sounds were, they still shook him, that tight, wound up feeling in his stomach churning more and more as he thought about it, "...Are...Are you?..." The image of one of the old Turtle Hermit's magazine cover girls appearing in the darkness, despite not being able to see anything, Gohan could imagine the pink haired girl winking at him as she stood there in just her bra and panties, her hands reaching behind her back to…

Click!

Jumping back so suddenly his head smashed into the headboard of his bed, Gohan quickly pulled the cover up over his body when he heard that noise, the noise that could only be one thing followed by three more before Eighteen spoke up, "...Hey! Gohan, don't you dare turn that light back on!..." Her blond hair swishing over her eyes as she angrily glared in the direction she knew he was in, her eyes picking up a dark red hue as she switched over to infra-red mode, "...No matter what your friend was saying earlier, trust me, getting a peep at me naked isn't worth the ass kicking it'll cau-AH!" Holding her head as she fell down onto one knee, Eighteen grimaced at the pain coursing through her head from the small shock, another harsh reminder of her programming to not even threaten the boy, "...Ugh...Ah...Just...just don't...think about it..." She said, pushing some blonde hair back out of her eyes again, she shrugged her bra off the rest of the way, the black material landing on the floor before she picked it up again, though a sound coming from the other bed made her pause.

"...I...I have been thinking about it, Eighteen...and..." Her expression starting to soften as she saw through the pitch black darkness of the room to the sorrowful looking soul huddled up at the top of his bed, Gohan was still staring down at himself with disappointment written all over his face, "...I'm so sorry...I've been ogling you just like Yamcha...and Krillin and..." A small hiccup jolting his body while he did his best at the same time to hold back tears, the young half saiyan turned to look up at where he thought she was, his eyes facing several feet off from reality, "...I'm just sorry...I know how much it bothers you from your reactions but I've still..." Clenching the sheets in front of him with both hands, the fabric squeezing between his fingers more and more as he thought about how outright rude he'd been whenever he found himself staring spellbound at her breasts, "...I've still stared at your huge pectoral bubbles every time they moved around!..."

His breathing coming in short, loud pants as he finished his ultimate confession of sins, Gohan didn't hear the sound of the blonde android shaking her head, or the sound of her pulling her arm over her abundant bosom; all he heard was the sound of the bed compressing as she sat on the side next to him, "...Wow...now if that isn't a confession from every man I've ever met then I don't know what is..." Eighteen's voice causing him to look up from where he had been staring down at his feet the entire time, a smooth, soft hand gently held his head facing forward, just in case the short distance between them superseded the cloak of darkness around her topless body, "...Nope, eyes facing straight ahead, Gohan..." She said, almost with a giggle now as she seemed to be cooling off just as much as he was now that the mood was starting to change in the room, "...I appreciate the apology...but I can't help thinking seeing me topless would undermine the sincerity of it a little..."

Gohan's cheeks darkening that much more again at the blonde's admittance to being half naked beside him, she saw it all through her infra-red vision, a small smile forming on her lips as she spoke to him, "...Still, you said it, which is a lot better than I've ever gotten from anyone else...including your friends out there..." The Son boy straining to look at the hand he could feel holding onto the side of his face, as strong as it was she was still soft, her skin like nothing he had ever felt before apart from his mother's, "...Just do me a favor and don't call them 'pectoral bubbles' again..." Eighteen looking away from him for a moment as she adjusted the arm holding her breasts up against her chest, her bouncy pale flesh bubbling out above and below her thin arm despite her best efforts to contain them, "...Boobs, tits, knockers, jugs, funbags or whatever else you and your perverted buddies want to call them as long as it's not...that..."

Her blonde hair falling back down over her eyes as she leaned to the side, Gohan could just barely hear the sounds of her other arm squishing those huge double Es of hers as she crossed both of them over the bouncy pair, "...Anyway...thanks for the apology..." The sudden sensation of several thin strands of silk tickling the side of his face, Gohan's eyes shrunk to the size of pin pricks as he felt a soft pair of lips gently press against his cheek, the world seemingly coming to a halt as Eighteen...kissedhim, "...Even if not on behalf of all men...just one caring means a lot..." The girl's sweet perfume lingering in the air around him for several seconds as her lips pulled away from his cheek, Gohan wasn't even aware of the fact that Eighteen had left the room following what could only be described as the greatest moment in his young life. The blonde haired girl wrapping a large towel around herself as she kicked off the dental floss like black thong she'd been wearing all day before heading into the bathroom for a bath.

WHOOSSSSHHHHH!

"...GAH!..." Smashing his head into the back of the headboard for the second time that night, it was only the noise of water splattering into the bathtub that startled the boy awake again, "...Oww...what...what happened...I..." The utterly dazed half saiyan pausing for a few seconds as he held his beating forehead, it was only then that what had just occurred hit him. Eighteen's lips, her soft, thin, pink lips pressing against his cheek, a warmth he'd never known before had overtaken him, "...Wait...did...did Eighteen...kiss me?..." Reaching up to touch the spot where for the very first time a girl other than his mother or Bulma had put her lips on him, he pulled them back, his expert nose picking up the traces of her perfume wafting up from his fingertips like a bed of flowers.

Unable to even begin to handle what he was living, the things he was experiencing after only just starting to collapse under the weight of his sins, Gohan repeated it to himself again, just to try and make what he swore was reality set in,"...She...she did...Eighteen...kissed me..." Sitting there staring straight ahead, gone were the battles of that day, gone were the worries of the next when the real androids arrived, and what's more gone was any guilt the boy held over his eyes wandering on his new friend's body. Instead, his face practically steaming with redness, he fell back, this last clonk on the head knocking him out for the rest of the night and with all he could think about...being the kiss he'd gotten from the most beautiful girl he'd ever met.

Guest Bathroom:

"Well if that doesn't make him stop pouting I don't know what will..." Eighteen said to herself as she let her fluffy white towel uncoil from around her nude body, the girl's voluptuous curvy figure unveiling itself as she stood in front of the bathroom mirror, "...Hmmm, pectoral bubbles..." Light blue eyes roaming up and down her well-endowed chest, Eighteen couldn't hold back a soft sigh as she gently cupped each of her huge boobies in her hands, the soft globes easily molding around in her fingers, "...I guess I can see that...doesn't mean it sounds any less stupid though..." Unceremoniously dropping her breasts, they bounced and jiggled as they quickly reformed into their usual perky round shapes on her chest, the blonde watching them before blowing the hair out of her eyes, "...At least it's not as perverted as 'gazongas' is..."

Reaching up into the cabinet by her head, Eighteen felt a smile tug at her cheeks as she pulled out a bottle of bubble bath, the girl tipping more than enough into the tub before churning it around. "...Just when I think I've heard every word guys come up with to say I have big tits another two pop up..." Pulling her hand out of the water once she was satisfied with the amount of bubbles she had in the tub, Eighteen closed her eyes as she climbed in, the wonderful feeling of hot water surrounding her perfect body easing her mind, "...Speaking of another two..." Ignoring the sensation of her buoyant mounds floating a little higher in the water than the rest of her body, her thoughts turned to the day ahead, and the minimum additional two androids they would be facing off against aside from herself and the other 17, "...It's a good thing Bulma turned off her security software when she linked with me or I wouldn't have been able to get all this data back..."

Back when the blonde had placed her hand on the scanner so that the Briefs scientist could gain access to the treasure trove of information she'd been sent back in time with, at the same time Eighteen had been able to access the information she'd brought with her through Bulma's computer that normally was off limits even in her own head, "...I don't remember seeing any of these other androids back in the lab, Gohan and Trunks must have found them after my capture..." Looking over all of the relevant data, by the looks of things they hadn't discovered where exactly Android 20 was, just that the main computer showed him as 'destroyed', "...Android 19 was still under repairs so I guess the guys wasted him when they found him..." Running her eyes through the countless pages of text, there were indications of the two other androids having an alternate energy generating system from hers and Seventeen's, but not much else.

"...Heh, that's what happens when you send a couple guys with one tracked minds on a mission like that..." Folding her feet over one another as she let the hot bubbly waters around her worm their way into every nook and cranny on her body, hot liquid caressing the smooth undersides of her eye catching breasts and filling the space between her soft butt cheeks, "...They were so focused on killing the remaining androids that they didn't even see the perks in capturing another one..." That thought lingering in her mind for a little while, she shrugged it away, if she had died that day in the future, at Gero's lab, then there would have been no stopping it, "...Not like I was doing anything interesting at that point anyway..." Then, her life had basically consisted of getting viciously teased by her brother, constantly blowing things up, as well as pilfering clothes from the countless destroyed stores she came across, though in the end almost nothing was ever her style.

Looking up at the bright lights shining down above her, it made her think about the life she once lead, the things she'd enjoyed, as well as the many things she'd always wished she could have done, "...Dating would have made it a little more tolerable...not that Seventeen would ever let a cute guy near me..." Recalling a time when she was standing behind a movie theater, one that was destroyed of course, her hands fiddling behind her back as the young man showered her with compliments and little jokes, none of them about her body, "...And then of course whenever one did get close enough to make me smile..." A pink blush spreading across her pale cheeks back then, she had just started to giggle at what he'd said when suddenly he was gone, a pile of smoldering embers all that was left of that cute, funny guy, "...Seventeen killed him...before sneering about how he probably would have run when he saw my bloated chest anyway..."

Flicking through the different androids in her mind, the question mark rotating slowly in place of an actual three dimensional image of Android 20, she skipped over 19, and herself before her eyes landed on Android 17, the brother she'd had before so many years of lawless chaos had transformed him, "...As aggravating as your nonstop jabs were at least I could smile when you looked away...knowing you just liked to get a rise out of me..." Her pink lips forming into a sour pout the more she remembered Seventeen as he was, the pair flying above a city as they prepared to lay waste to it only for him to suddenly pretend to be flung to the side, the guy laughing his ass off when she turned her head to see what he was doing, "...Whoa! Watch where you're turning, blimp tits, you nearly knocked me out of the sky with those things!..." He'd said before keeling forward in a roar of laughter, the blonde struggling to fold an arm over her chest as a rush of pink spread across her cheeks while she began firing off ki blasts onto the helpless city below them.

"...A jackass can be funny even if he pisses you off most of the time..." Sinking down into the steamy waters of her bath, Eighteen closed her eyes, her mouth moving even while she had long since closed the topic in her head, "...But assholes can only ever be assholes..." Relaxing in sweet solitude for the next few minutes, the blonde girl's quiet bath was interrupted when she heard a knocking sound coming from the next wall over. Opening her light blue eyes, she looked up, but seeing nothing just lied back down again, her desire for her stress from the second half of the day to melt away rather than deal with whatever was on the other side of the tiles. She'd had enough to deal with that day, besides, a new, happier thought breaching the dour mood permeating her mind at that moment, Eighteen smiled, "...Heh...I might have had to go back in time, but at least I've found one kind of guy that makes me laugh...even if he is a bit of a little dumbass—"

Vibrations from another knock banging on the wall across from her, the android girl opened her eyes, her familiar scowling expression taking hold again, "...Ugh...now what?..." She asked as her short blonde hair dripped with water as she pulled herself up and out of the bath, the girl wasting no time at all in wrapping her towel tightly around her body before tying it closed with a knot, "...I helped Bulma, beat up two assholes and even gave Gohan a kiss..." Keeping a hand at the ready around her towel just in case the worst attempted to happen, Eighteen pulled open the bathroom door, her eyes glowing red briefly as she checked to make sure Gohan was asleep before taking off, "...Hm, and even after all that I still can't get the karma to enjoy a bubble bath?..."

Undoing all the locks she had previously labored to ensure were closed as she yanked open the door of the guest room, Eighteen stopped when she stepped into the hallway, that feint bumping sound getting progressively further and further away the longer she listened, "...Oh, it's too late to dodge the ass kicking now..." The blonde grumbled to herself as she started walking in the direction it was going, each bumping sound becoming nearer now as she closed in on it, "...You've already ruined my bath so now it's time to own up to it..." Turning a corner right when she thought that the sound was just beneath her feet, she stopped, her hair blowing gently against her cheeks as she stared out the open double doors to the outside before her, "...Really?...Well at least I won't feel bad about this..."

Her light blue eyes landing on the chiseled expanse of male muscle laid out before her, the only imperfections on his flawless rippling physique being the few scattered scars marring his devilishly handsome good looks. His lips spreading in a wide, and to some girls, alluring smile, the man's black mane of hair and short towel wrapped around his waist blew in the breeze, "Hey, there...something told me I'd be in for a beautiful sight if I hung around out here for long enough..." Yamcha grinned, the remarkably persistent martial artist shooting a wink the android girl's way as she stood there looking at him as disinterested as ever, "...Did Puar's knocking bring you here? Or were you drawn by the louder beating of my heart?..." Folding one strong hand over his left pec, Yamcha gave her his most seductive smile as he asked her that question, the cool breeze gently blowing over both of them and sending a chill down their spines.

"...Not so much the beating, than the sounds of your death bells ringing..." Eighteen said back, her previous anger collapsing under the weight of just how tired she was of dealing with the man, it had actually become a chore shooting at him for hitting on her, "...Now unless you're serious about finding out what the afterlife feels like I'm going to go back to my bath..." Her silky blonde hair flicking against her cheekbones as she turned to leave, she stopped when she heard that sound again, now the vexing apparition of a floating blue cat holding a drum appearing next to the tireless man.

It was true, it seemed, if there was ever a punishment for her crimes in the future, then this was it...this time line was her own personal slice of hell… "...Hey! Don't leave so soon, baby cakes! The rated eighteen and older material is only just starting!..." The scantily clad, but still fully covered girl turning back to him with that same 'are you serious?' expression she'd had the last time he'd made a pun using her name, that was right when the floating cat joined in, hammering away at it's little drum while he started to dance to the beat, "...That's right...you're in luck...because the Yamster knows everything that a lovely lady like you wants in a man..." Rocking his toned, rock hard abs to the beat of Puar's drumming, there was no way that she would shoot him down this time! Rolling his hips and stretching his arms out, the Turtle School acolyte held nothing back as he seduced the sexiest girl he had ever met.

"...A one...a two...a one two three four!..." The blonde standing there watching him, the most bored and tired look she'd ever had plastered across her face, she was just at the point of debating if it was even worth the energy of wiping him off the face of the Earth when another, stronger breeze rolled through, "...EIGHTEEEEEEN! Baby, don't hurt me! EIGHTEEEEEEN! Baby just let me hold you tight!..." The admittedly well toned martial artist continuing to rock his hips with the beat, it was right on one of those drum beats that the wind picked up, the breeze managing to undo the small knot holding his towel together and sweep it into the air over the android's head, "... EIGHTEEEEEEN! Just take off that towel! And I will show you how! A real man holds a busty...girl...like...you!"

Puar recoiling in shock as he looked down at his friend, Yamcha had no idea what had happened even as his towel landed on the ground a few feet behind the stunned blonde, her eyes the size of dinner plates even as one of her scarlet tinted cheeks twitched under her right eye, "...So...what do you think, Eighteen?..." Yamcha said spreading his arms out so that he was resting back on the same balcony railing the android girl had herself reclined on as she spoke to Piccolo earlier, "...How about you go ahead and slip out of that little towel for me?..." Flicking a stray strand of black hair out of his eyes, the unknowingly naked man let his eyes wander down to the overflowing pool of cleavage spilling out over the top of her towel, "...I bet your back is killing you from carrying those heavy things around...why don't you just relax...while the Yamster handles them for the rest of the night?..."

The floating cat beside his head stuttering and squirming trying to figure out how to tell his old friend just what had happened, Eighteen meanwhile was simply staring wide eyed at the seven inch long male appendage hanging down in front of her. The blonde's reddened cheek still twitching, it wasn't until another small breeze blew over her that she awoke from her shocked stupor. Her hair flowing around her face as she turned to bolt back inside, all thoughts of dealing with him overridden by a desire to forget what she'd just seen. The cool night air surrounding him, Yamcha was left standing there scratching his head wondering what on Earth had gone wrong, "...Huh...she just left...that's strange, at least she could have answered...or shot at me or something..." A light tapping on his shoulder drawing his attention, he turned to look at Puar, the cat pointing downward even as it looked away from him.

His eyes following the shapeshifter's paw, the once loud beating of the drum was replaced by an even louder scream in the night, "...AHHH! Puar! She saw me naked! Eighteen just saw all of me...without a towel on..." The nude man's alarm slowly fading away as he cupped his hands over his dragon balls, he sighed, a dose of extra hard reality hitting him right where it hurt most, "...Awww, man...she saw everything and she still couldn't at least take her towel off?..." Puar slowly shaking his head at his rather annoyed friend while he stood there completely naked in the cold night air; meanwhile, in another part of the building while Gohan slept peacefully in his bed with a smile on his face, Eighteen was back in the bathroom.

The blonde haired beauty tossing her towel aside as she grabbed what was left in the bubble bath bottle from the cabinet, she wasted no time in dumping the rest of it into the bathtub. Eighteen letting out a long, deep sigh of relief as once more the hot bubbly water invaded every supple millimeter of her flesh, the girl sinking in until not even her nose was above the water. The androids were arriving tomorrow, and even though she knew a showdown with her asshole brother as well as his present time version was on the horizon… Somehow, she couldn't shake the feeling that it wasn't him who was going to be the real trouble, but rather the boys she finally had around to ask her out.

A/N: WHOA! That chapter was a long time coming, but I am relieved to finally have it out for the world to see...or site...or you anime fans as hardcore as I am...yeah, let's go with that. Honestly it felt very nice writing the sequence with Krillin and Gohan discussing girls even if it got a bit repetitive by my own feelings. It was only my second time I think writing something like that, the first being an earlier chapter of this story so by that standard it wasn't all that bad. I think being so used to writing ecchi and lemon scenes this put me out of my element a bit, though making it centered around a favorite thing of mine helped. All the same I've wanted to depict a 'the talk' style conversation between characters for years and this offered the perfect opportunity as well as giving Gohan some better understanding of what he's feeling. I wasn't entirely sure if I was making exactly what it is clear enough subtly so this should help some.

I would have preferred to post this a LONG time ago, but as stated at length in my update the other day it just wasn't possible. I barely wrote a paragraph in the last three months despite dozens of attempts, all ending with my thoughts going no where. Now that the ball is rolling once more and I at last managed to write my first stretch, five thousand words, a few days ago I don't plan on letting it come to a rest. Updates for current commissions will be flowing out shortly with at minimum a thousand words each to show I'm at least trying again. Though the goal is three commissions finished and sent out to the commissioners before I will be open to accepting any others.

The current poll is one I decided to throw up there more as just for fun than anything meaningful. At the moment I am still just getting back into DBZ and really anime as a whole since emotional downward slide three months ago. Going to binge watch all of Dragon Ball to help with that so it should help reignite that spark. By the time of this posting a new poll will be up though I am still debating what exactly it will be at the moment, but when you read this it'll be on my profile page so go ahead and vote! Not much else to say since I got a lot of it out the other day so as always if anyone needs any info or commissioners want an update, please feel free to private message me. And if you enjoyed this chapter please consider letting me know in a review, they're always so awesome to read! Seeya on the next one!