Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ.
Sorry this took so long to write! I've been working on some other fics as well, I know NO EXCUSES! I'm going with popular demand and not sticking to the show…(how much fun is that? Lol.) So, Marron had better get ready for a sibling…
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Last time on Memories of Krillin and #18…(could that title get any longer? Lol.)
"Have fun and be careful." #18 said as her daughter nodded and ran out the door saying goodbye to her father and driving off.
#18 sighed.
"I wonder if I was like that as a teenager?" #18 thought.
#18 shrugged and went back to making lunch.
Now!…
"Are you gonna tell me?" Yamcha asked Krillin after #18 left the window.
"Tell you what?" Krillin asked completely confused.
Yamcha smiled and rolled his eyes.
"Krillin, it's written all over your face, something's going on between you two." Yamcha began refering to #18.
Krillin blushed.
"Well, #18 and I are…sort of trying…" Krillin trailed off getting his point across.
"Oh, congratulations!" Yamcha said happily.
"Have you told Marron yet?" Yamcha asked.
"No, we're gonna talk to her about it tonight." Krillin said as they began to walk towards the Kami house.
Just then #18 walked outside with a plate of sandwhiches and drinks. She set the plate and drinks on the table outside and turned to Krillin.
"Here you go." She said.
Krillin smiled.
"Thanks babe." He said as he grabbed a sandwhich.
"Hey #18! Are you going swimming today?" Master Roshi asked with a glare going across his sunglasses.
#18 turned and glared at the old man.
"Yeah, right! To model for you! NO!" She said walking into the house.
"Not for me! Krillin!" Roshi yelled.
Krillin sighed.
"Master!" He sighed aggravated.
"Well, unlike you it's been awhile since I've seen a fine woman around here in nothing but a bathing suit…" Roshi mumbled.
Yamcha laughed nervously.
Krillin shook his head embarrassingly.
After lunch Yamcha left and Krillin went inside.
"Hey, #18?" He asked.
"Yeah? What is it?" She asked.
"Do you know when Marron's coming home?" Krillin asked finding his wife in their bedroom.
"Um, no she didn't say. Not too late though. Why?" #18 asked sitting on the bed and taking out a book to read.
"Because I'm wondering how she'll react to a sibling." Krillin asked worriedly.
"Don't worry. You'll be a great father, you're not too old and the baby will love you as well as Marron." #18 said from behind her book.
Krillin tilted his head sidways amazed.
"How'd you…" He began also sitting on the bed.
#18 set the book down and looked at her husband with a smile.
"Easy, those are the same questions you had when Marron was born." #18 said smartly.
Krillin smiled.
"I'm that predictable?" He asked.
#18 nodded.
"Afraid so." She smiled.
Krillin layed down and leaned on #18's shoulder as she read and fell asleep.
"Night, babe." He said through a yawn.
"Tired?" She asked seductively.
Krillin laughed.
"I am old." He said with a laugh.
"No you're not, you were just like that last time we…well, we're busy." #18 pointed out with a smirk.
Krillin grinned.
"Oh, the memories…" He grinned jokingly at his wife.
She pushed him teasingly while rolling her eyes.
Krillin put his arms around her and kissed her nose.
#18 smiled. Krillin was just so cute when he did little things of affection.
"Wanna practice?" Krillin asked with puppy eyes and a hidden glint of want.
"I thought you were tired?" #18 asked sneakily.
Krillin smiled and they kissed.
Later that night around Eight o'clock, Marron came home.
"Mom! Dad! I'm home!" She called. #18 poked her head of the kitchen.
"Did you eat?" She asked.
Marron nodded.
"Good, your father and I want to talk to you about something." #18 said.
Marron looked worriedly at her mother.
"He doesn't know." #18 whispered to her daughter as they both walked into the living room. Marron gave a sigh of releif and sat down on the couch next to her father.
"So, what's up?" Marron asked.
R&R please! I hoped you liked this chapter! I liked writing it! I'll update sooner I hope!
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