Notes: Eh...well, the basic idea of this is that Eighteen awakes in
the middle of the night after a horrible nightmare. She lays there
realizing all that she has....Yes, I'm quite aware that this has
been done before, but, I'm bored..if you don't like it..well..
don't read it..One other thing..** represents thought, and " " represents speech.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball/Z/GT, or any of the characters
within this story.
Eighteen walked to the door, as in a response to the bell. She opened it, and there
stood Vegeta, in his Super Saiya-jin form, with a small, devious smirk. "Vegeta?
What're you doing here?" Eighteen asked, a bit surprised by his sudden appearance.
He simply pushed her to the side, and walked upstairs, towards Krillin and Eighteen's
room. The Prince found Krillin sitting on the bed, reading a book. He looked up, and
his eyes widened in fear. "V-V-Vegeta? What is it?" He seemed to know that Vegeta
walking towards him in a far more powerful form than a regular Saiya-jin meant danger.
Vegeta simply replied, " I'm repaying your wife for my arm." At that same time, Eighteen
rushed in, just in time to witness Vegeta plunge his fist straight through Krillin's stomach.
Eighteen awoke with a jump, and a quiet scream. She looked to the side of the bed
praying that Krillin was there. Her hands found him, and she wrapped her arms around him
tightly, wakening him. " Eighteen? What's the matter?" She realized what she was doing,
and quickly took her hands away from him. "Nothing. I am doing nothing. Now go back to
sleep." Krillin shrugged, and did as he was told. Eighteen, on the other hand, stayed
awake, staring up at the ceiling.
*I wonder what would happen if that dream were true..Or, what if Vegeta had done that
to me?* She thought to herself. * What if Vegeta had killed Marron? What if he had
killed both, Krillin, and Marron? That would've most definatly shattered me. He
knows, along with everyone else, that those two make up my whole life. I don't think I'd
ever be able to get along without them. I've got so much, and, I've just now realized
that. I can't give this all up.*
Looking to her side, she smiled when her eyes met Krillin's sleeping face. Pushing the
covers off, Eighteen stepped off the bed, and walked down the hall to baby Marron's room.
She stopped at the child's crib, and looked down at the sleeping girl. Eighteen gently
brushed her hand against Marron's soft cheek, and smiled.
" I love you, Marron, nighty-night."
Eighteen walked back down the hall, and laid back down on her own bed beside Krillin.
She nudged him till he awoke, then said to him, " Krillin, put your arms around me, and hold on."
"Huh?" Krillin didn't quite understand. He was hardly ever allowed to even hold her hand.
"Eighteen, are you feeling okay?"
"Yes, of course I am. Now, put your arms around me."
"Okay.."
Krillin wrapped his arms around her, as he was told to. " Now, squeeze me into you."
Eighteen said, calmly. Krillin, on the other hand, was a bit confused. *What's gotten into her?*
He thought. * I can't remember the last time she's allowed me to do this.* But, he still
obeyed, and squeezed her tightly. "Now, Krillin, I want you to hold me like this every night,
as we fall asleep. Get it?" She said, a bit sternly. "Yes, I've got it." He continued
holding her, and was on the verg of falling back to sleep, when he felt Eighteen put her arms
around him! Now this was a shock to him, but, he grinned broadly. He grinned even more,
when he heard Eighteen whisper, "I love you, Krillin"
Well? Did ya guys like it? I know, this was a bit cheesy, but that'd
be kinda fault because I just thought of something to write, and planned it out in the
dark, creeky, dirty corners of my brain....Uh..peace..