DISCLAIMER - I do not own DragonBall Z, and those characters and events
therein. They are all the property of some big company, probably AIC or
Pioneer. I heard that somewhere. As such, I expect to receive no money or
other fringe benefits. This work is done completely for entertainment.
Thanks to myself for having such a brilliant mind, and for being able to produce this fic, and also to Simon Willshire, proofreader and friend.
If you want to contact me, my address is chosen_one123@hotmail.com. I also have MSN Messenger, so add me!
Chapter Six - Admittance
Morning came, and 18 was still there. Her needs were second place to Krillin. She watched him, listened to his light breathing. But not touching. Although from an outsider it may have looked like she was doing nothing, she was actually thinking. Thinking about Krillin. About how he had suddenly become the most important part of her life. She was trying to decide how much she felt about him.
Krillin stirred and woke up. He looked sideways and saw 18.
"Hi 18," he said.
"How did you sleep?" 18 asked.
"Great, thanks," he replied. "When is it?"
"Eight thirty tomorrow. You've been asleep for twelve hours."
"Boy, I _was_ tired. But, 18.?"
"Yes?"
"Why did you save me? I know you told me last night, but that can't have been the whole reason."
"I've been thinking about that. I suppose it was when you said I could have a new life. My old life is meaningless now. I have nothing to do, nowhere to go. You were the closest thing I had to a new life. Only you could see beyond my android being and see the me inside. You are the only one who has ever been kind to me. That's why I can only trust you. Only love."
She tailed off and looked away.
"18," Krillin whispered.
"How are your wounds?" 18 said, quickly turning back round, a hint of strain in her voice.
"What? Oh." Krillin removed the blanket and looked at his chest. There was hardly a mark there, but if the light shined from a certain angle you could see a thick white line going across his body. "It looks like it's healed."
"Yes. That's good," 18 said. "Would you like something to eat?"
"Oh, erm, yes please. I think there's some tomato soup in the cupboard."
"Right. You just stay there and I'll make it for you."
18 got up and went into the kitchen to make the soup.
Boy, Krillin thought. I didn't see that coming. Even though she took care of me, that was the last thing I was expecting her to say. But now I know that the feeling is mutual, maybe we can be together.
I cannot believe I said that, 18 thought. Even though it is how I feel. But I'm sure he doesn't love me. I did hear Yamcha say that he had a crush on me, but it wouldn't be anything more than that. Still, I like being around him. He makes me feel special, like. Huh?
"Boy, is that annoying!" There was no mistaking Master Roshi's voice anywhere. Krillin nearly jumped out of his body.
"I mean, you go all the way to the airport, book a flight to Sweden, and what do you find? After fifteen hours of waiting, all flights have been cancelled until next week! Oh, hey Krillin. Why are you lying down like that?"
"M. Master Roshi?" Krillin stammered.
"What, are you ill? You want me to go get you something?"
"No, no, it's just that. It's just you came at a really bad time."
"Oh? Why's that?"
"Oh, I thought it was you. I could sense you come in." 18 was standing in the kitchen doorway, holding the filled tomato soup bowl in her hands.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! It's Android 18!" Master Roshi yelled, backing up rapidly. "Krillin, get rid of her!"
"But why would he want to do that? I saved his life," 18 replied smoothly, walking up to Krillin and giving him his soup.
"You. Saved his. Life?" Master Roshi was astounded.
"Yeah," Krillin said, sipping his soup. "She came here trying to kill me, but then she decided not to."
"W. Why?"
"I'd rather not talk about it if it's all the same to you," 18 said sharply.
Master Roshi was calming down now. Android 18 was obviously not going to hurt anyone. "If you say so, Miss Android." He thought it best he didn't upset her, just in case. He backed his way up the stairs and to his room.
Nothing was said for a few minutes. Then Krillin spoke.
"18?"
"Yes?"
"Did you mean what you said before? About. Loving me?"
"Why do you want to know?"
This was Krillin's moment. Do or die. And since he clearly hadn't died. "Because I do love you. I just wanted to know if you felt the same way."
He did love her. She was very happy to hear him say that.
"I do as well. Love you, that is." Her voice was wavering.
That confirmed it. She did love him.
"Do you want to stay here? Live here, I mean. I could always sleep on the couch so that you could have my room."
"That's all right. I don't mind sharing a room."
Krillin blushed. He was going to share his room with the object of his affections. Well, he certainly wasn't going to let her share a room with Master Roshi. There was something untrustworthy about him under those kinds of circumstances.
18 noticed him blush. "Just don't get any ideas, okay? I don't want you trying to catch a peek whenever I have a shower."
"I think you'd probably have to worry about Master Roshi doing that. Once he's got over the shock he'll be trying to take hentai pictures of you all the time."
"If he tries to do anything like that I'll take his camera and push it so far up his."
Upstairs a door slammed. Master Roshi didn't want to hear any more of it.
Thanks to myself for having such a brilliant mind, and for being able to produce this fic, and also to Simon Willshire, proofreader and friend.
If you want to contact me, my address is chosen_one123@hotmail.com. I also have MSN Messenger, so add me!
Chapter Six - Admittance
Morning came, and 18 was still there. Her needs were second place to Krillin. She watched him, listened to his light breathing. But not touching. Although from an outsider it may have looked like she was doing nothing, she was actually thinking. Thinking about Krillin. About how he had suddenly become the most important part of her life. She was trying to decide how much she felt about him.
Krillin stirred and woke up. He looked sideways and saw 18.
"Hi 18," he said.
"How did you sleep?" 18 asked.
"Great, thanks," he replied. "When is it?"
"Eight thirty tomorrow. You've been asleep for twelve hours."
"Boy, I _was_ tired. But, 18.?"
"Yes?"
"Why did you save me? I know you told me last night, but that can't have been the whole reason."
"I've been thinking about that. I suppose it was when you said I could have a new life. My old life is meaningless now. I have nothing to do, nowhere to go. You were the closest thing I had to a new life. Only you could see beyond my android being and see the me inside. You are the only one who has ever been kind to me. That's why I can only trust you. Only love."
She tailed off and looked away.
"18," Krillin whispered.
"How are your wounds?" 18 said, quickly turning back round, a hint of strain in her voice.
"What? Oh." Krillin removed the blanket and looked at his chest. There was hardly a mark there, but if the light shined from a certain angle you could see a thick white line going across his body. "It looks like it's healed."
"Yes. That's good," 18 said. "Would you like something to eat?"
"Oh, erm, yes please. I think there's some tomato soup in the cupboard."
"Right. You just stay there and I'll make it for you."
18 got up and went into the kitchen to make the soup.
Boy, Krillin thought. I didn't see that coming. Even though she took care of me, that was the last thing I was expecting her to say. But now I know that the feeling is mutual, maybe we can be together.
I cannot believe I said that, 18 thought. Even though it is how I feel. But I'm sure he doesn't love me. I did hear Yamcha say that he had a crush on me, but it wouldn't be anything more than that. Still, I like being around him. He makes me feel special, like. Huh?
"Boy, is that annoying!" There was no mistaking Master Roshi's voice anywhere. Krillin nearly jumped out of his body.
"I mean, you go all the way to the airport, book a flight to Sweden, and what do you find? After fifteen hours of waiting, all flights have been cancelled until next week! Oh, hey Krillin. Why are you lying down like that?"
"M. Master Roshi?" Krillin stammered.
"What, are you ill? You want me to go get you something?"
"No, no, it's just that. It's just you came at a really bad time."
"Oh? Why's that?"
"Oh, I thought it was you. I could sense you come in." 18 was standing in the kitchen doorway, holding the filled tomato soup bowl in her hands.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! It's Android 18!" Master Roshi yelled, backing up rapidly. "Krillin, get rid of her!"
"But why would he want to do that? I saved his life," 18 replied smoothly, walking up to Krillin and giving him his soup.
"You. Saved his. Life?" Master Roshi was astounded.
"Yeah," Krillin said, sipping his soup. "She came here trying to kill me, but then she decided not to."
"W. Why?"
"I'd rather not talk about it if it's all the same to you," 18 said sharply.
Master Roshi was calming down now. Android 18 was obviously not going to hurt anyone. "If you say so, Miss Android." He thought it best he didn't upset her, just in case. He backed his way up the stairs and to his room.
Nothing was said for a few minutes. Then Krillin spoke.
"18?"
"Yes?"
"Did you mean what you said before? About. Loving me?"
"Why do you want to know?"
This was Krillin's moment. Do or die. And since he clearly hadn't died. "Because I do love you. I just wanted to know if you felt the same way."
He did love her. She was very happy to hear him say that.
"I do as well. Love you, that is." Her voice was wavering.
That confirmed it. She did love him.
"Do you want to stay here? Live here, I mean. I could always sleep on the couch so that you could have my room."
"That's all right. I don't mind sharing a room."
Krillin blushed. He was going to share his room with the object of his affections. Well, he certainly wasn't going to let her share a room with Master Roshi. There was something untrustworthy about him under those kinds of circumstances.
18 noticed him blush. "Just don't get any ideas, okay? I don't want you trying to catch a peek whenever I have a shower."
"I think you'd probably have to worry about Master Roshi doing that. Once he's got over the shock he'll be trying to take hentai pictures of you all the time."
"If he tries to do anything like that I'll take his camera and push it so far up his."
Upstairs a door slammed. Master Roshi didn't want to hear any more of it.
