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Aftermath
It had been six months since Goku's decision to stay in Other World and so far, his friends and family were still coping with his death. On the island where the Kame House resided, one of its residents still found it hard to except. For his part, the former monk known as Krillin began trying to pull together, at least for his best friend's family. He kept his new raven locks, trimmed the scuff on his face to a thin goatee beard, and began to bring himself out of his depression. He had to.
Chi-Chi and Gohan needed him.
With Chi-Chi now pregnant and starting to show, Krillin felt it was his duty as Goku's best friend, not to mention his promise, that he would make sure Chi-Chi and Gohan had everything they needed. So for these last six months, Krillin had been spending the majority of his time at their house, doing odd jobs that needed done, shopping, anything Chi-Chi needed or wanted, Krillin was there for her. He took Gohan fishing, like they used to when Goku was alive, and camping, and anything fun the boy wanted to do.
The one thing the two did, that only the two knew about, was visiting the place where it all ended. The area where the Cell Games had taken place. There was still a large crater from where Cell had been destroyed and it certainly gave a usually serene place an ominous look. Krillin had been surprised when Gohan had suggested it, even more when he said he'd been coming here for nearly a month. Gohan had told his friend that he sometimes needed to come here, when he felt the familiar pull of training and fighting. "It keeps me whole, I guess." He had whispered. "It stops me from becoming something I'm not."
Krillin had understood, by volumes. Standing there and looking at the last place he'd ever see his best friend, that crater had told him something as well. That he would never be strong enough, that he had failed. He had failed his best friend and because of his failures, the boy that stood next to him was fatherless, his mother a widow, and in three months time, their child would never know their father. All because he had fallen in love with the enemy, who just happened to be a machine.
She's not a machine, he thought. She was human once, until that bastard Gero got to her. She was never a machine.
The thought, as it always had, plagued the small fighter. His feelings for the lovely android 18 had clouded his judgment, he was sure of that, to the point that he had let his best friend die. Standing at that crater, he had told Gohan he wouldn't be fighting anymore, more less train, and then came out with his feelings on his father's death. He told him about his ever growing feelings for 18 and that he had plenty of chances to destroy her and didn't.
"Krillin, if anyone is to blame for Dad's death, it's me." Gohan replied, somberly. "You guys told me to finish Cell off and all I could think about was making him pay, pay for everything he had put us through. That was the only thing that kept him alive to pull what he did."
Krillin sighed, saying, "Gohan, maybe it's not anyone's fault." At Gohan's look, he continued. "It doesn't mean we don't feel it."
The crater in the field soon become their spot, whenever things got bad for either one of them, that crater somehow brought comfort to both. And they would soon discover they needed more comfort than they realized.
The one thing that surprised Krillin, or perhaps the one of many things that surprised him, was how well he got along with Chi-Chi. It was no secret that the Saiyan wife and her husband's friends never truly got along with each other, Krillin included. And though he on occasion was first to defend her in their circle, she was his best friend's wife after all, Chi- Chi had always intimidated the small fighter. He agreed to some extent that Chi-Chi was the stick in the mud, the first to always spoil their fun, the first to suggest that Gohan would have no part in whatever scheme, idea, fun filled vacation or activity the Z fighters had planned for the day.
Not her Gohan.
But spending time with her during those six months put a new spin on things for Krillin. He realized no one in the group really knew Chi-Chi all that well. Even though Yamcha, Master Roshi, and Oolong had met her as a child, they didn't really know anything about her, except she was the Ox King's daughter. And vice versa, Chi-Chi knew nothing about them. Oh, she had heard stories from Goku, but every time she saw one of the Z fighters, it was mostly in the way of "We need Goku for this..." or "We need Gohan for that..." It seems they were always coming and taking her family from her.
Krillin finally understood where she was coming from and in turn, discovered that they had been holding things against her. After all, she had taken Goku away from them for nearly four years. When you looked at it, it seemed Goku was in a tug of war he probably didn't know he was in. On one side, his friends whom he'd known forever, who he loved like a family. On the other, his wife and son, who made up his first real family since his grandfather's death. Krillin found it eye opening.
He found himself enjoying the times he spent over with the family, especially with Chi-Chi. He was surprised at this side of Goku he'd never known and he was his best friend! He knew Goku the warrior, Goku the Saiyan, Goku the friend, but he never saw Goku the husband or Goku the father. He liked listening to Chi-Chi talk about things the family had done together or had wanted to do, and in turn Krillin gave her insight into a man she rarely saw.
"He loved you, you know." She had whispered once. "All of you, I mean. When we were first married, he would tell me stories about your adventures and the fun you all had together." She was silent for a moment, then looked at her house guest. "He was fond of you, Krillin." She said. "You, Bulma, Yamcha, Master Roshi...you were family to him."
"Likewise."
"Did he...did he ever...talk about me?"
Krillin looked at this young woman. Someone, like himself, had been through so much before their thirtieth birthday. "Chi-Chi," he began, hoping his words sounded as truthful as they were. "I don't think you'll ever know how much Goku loved you." The widow choked back a sob. Even now, hearing her deceased husband's name, even talking about him was still too hard.
"We were talking about you guys," he continued. "The day before...you know. I just...I just couldn't believe we were so lax, when we'd be fighting the next day." Krillin chuckled. "He said we needed a rest bit, time to unwind..."
"But Goku!" Krillin felt as though the mighty warrior had taken too many blows to the head in his years fighting.
"Kril-lin," the Saiyan laughed, laying happily on the grass. "You worry too much. Come on, have a seat. It's soft and smells good."
"How can you be so calm!?"
"You like you're gonna blow your top. Literally." Goku laughed at the face Krillin gave him. "Look, I'm amped for the Cell Games tomorrow, really. And believe me, I'm not taking this lightly. I know what's at stake and for that reason, I'm taking it easy."
"I don't know." Krillin sighed, taking a seat next to his friend. "I don't know how you can be so calm about this."
"I'm not."
Goku grinned upon seeing his friend's shocked face. "All I know is, I want this day to be great. I want to be able to spend time with my friends and my family."
"A day isn't long enough to do what I think you're thinking of doing."
Again, Goku smiled. "You can do anything you want in a day." He said. "My grandpa told me that what you make of a day is worth more than anything you do in a month or a year or a century even. A day can make a difference. Just one day."
Krillin chuckled. "I didn't understand what he meant until he was gone."
"He was so attentive." Chi-Chi sighed. "I only just realized why." She wiped her eyes. "I miss him so much." She sobbed.
"Me too."
Those six months had been helpful for Krillin, as he thought Chi-Chi enjoyed their time as well. Something the small warrior noticed was how often he saw Yamcha at the house, usually when he and Gohan would return from one of their trips. "Hey man, I'm more than happy to spend time with you guys, if you and Gohan were ever there." Yamcha had joked. "But hey, it just gives me more time with Chi-Chi."
Now, Krillin had always been good with his senses. Most times, he could just sense danger and right then, he sensed something he couldn't put his finger on.
That was until Chi-Chi's birthday rolled around.
The day started as it always had with Krillin. He woke up before dawn and watched the sun come up over the horizon, made breakfast for himself and his roommates, made a picnic lunch for later, then headed out toward Chi- Chi and Gohan's. He stopped by a florist and bought a dozen roses before heading back. Landing a few feet from the house, he checked himself, making sure he had the basket of food, the flowers, and that he himself look all right.
He then made his move towards the front door...
...and slowed to a crawl when he saw an air car land not far from the house. And it wasn't just any car.
It was Yamcha's.
The ball player checked himself in the rearview mirror, before hopping out and straightening his suit. He picked up the rose he had in the passenger seat and headed towards the front door...
...and was surprised to see Krillin.
"Hey buddy," he greeted, walking over to where Krillin stood. "What're you doing here?"
"I always come Chi-Chi and Gohan." He replied. "What're you doing here?"
"Dude, you're not the only one who likes to see Chi-Chi."
Before Krillin could respond, Yamcha had knocked on the door and waited for someone to open it. It took only a few minutes for the door to open and for Chi-Chi to stand before them. "Hi guys." She said, smiling. The widow had woken up in good spirits that day, which surprised even her.
"Happy Birthday, Chi." Yamcha said, handing her the single rose.
"Happy, happy birthday, Chi-Chi." Krillin replied, handing her the dozen roses.
"Oh my!" she gushed. "More flowers!"
"More flowers?" The two men asked in disbelief.
As Chi-Chi moved from the door, the two looked in and were awe-strucked. Everywhere they looked, they saw flowers of every shape and size, sitting in vases near the couch, the living room table, the kitchen table...everywhere.
"Where did you get all these flowers?" Yamcha asked, weakly.
"Hey guys." Came a happy laugh. "What're you doing here?"
The two warriors looked up and saw the birthday girl's son, his hair askew, but his clothing was nice, neat, and pressed. He had his father's grin plastered on his face. "Gohan get up extremely early and picked them for me." Chi-Chi said over her shoulder, sending an equally happy smile towards her son.
"Wow." Krillin murmured. He then cleared his throat, and said, "I was hoping to take you guys on a picnic." He held up the basket for emphasis.
"Oh gosh, Krillin," Chi-Chi replied, turning to face him. "I don't know if I have any room. Gohan made me breakfast in bed this morning."
At that moment, there seemed to be some slight tension, as Gohan sent a smirk towards his friends. Even Krillin couldn't figure out what was going on, but he was immediately annoyed by this turn of events. He had out done Yamcha, just to be bested by Gohan. "You know, we could put the food in the refrigerator until later." Chi-Chi spoke up.
"Not too much later, I hope." Yamcha interjected. "I was hoping to take you to dinner."
Chi-Chi giggled. "You know, ever since I found out I was pregnant, I seem to be getting a lot more attention."
"You are an attractive woman..." Krillin blurted, before turning red.
"Krillin, you're blushing." Yamcha stated, though there was no amusement in his voice.
"I think it's adorable, Kril." Chi-Chi replied, taking the picnic basket from him, and heading toward the fridge. "And I'm happy to go with you guys today. Yamcha, you want to join us for lunch?"
Two people in the room hoped he would say no. "I can't actually." He said, delighting two minds in the process. "I have practice. I just wanted to come and celebrate your birthday, but we're on for dinner, right?"
"7:30 okay?" she asked. Yamcha nodded. "See ya then."
"Until then." He said, giving her his best smile. "Gohan. Krillin." He nodded to both before walking out to his car.
As odd as the encounter was, the feeling the three got that the others were encroaching in their territory continued for the rest of the year.
***
Android 18 had flown past the island of the Kame House for two weeks before she decided that it was time to make her presence known. She had hung out in the air, just watching the daily routine of the inhabitants. She learned their routines, which she found to be utterly boring, though she did wonder why the little one left all the time. She found him interesting. When she had first started coming, she was surprised in seeing him. He looked so different with hair...and the facial hair! It was like he was a completely different person from the one she had fought.
For those two weeks, she found herself following his activities more and more. Well, when he was on the island. And when he was there, he didn't really do anything. He'd come out and sit on the beach, watching the sun go down. Or he would sit and talk with a large turtle for a bit. On the occasion when she felt relaxed enough to let her presence be known, she thought she had seen him look toward her. The first time it was a look of confusion, but then he began smiling whenever he thought he found her.
She often wondered what he was thinking, letting his guard down like that. She noticed he didn't train, or at least didn't train on the island. Was he leaving to train, in order to beat her and her brother when they least expect it? Was that why he did what he did? Wished them human in order to decrease their strength? To finally best the famous androids? Well, if that's what he had planned, he was wrong.
Dead wrong.
Krillin sat on the beach, watching the sun go down. It felt nice to just sit and look at the wonders of nature, something he had learned from his days at the temple, were the most precious things on earth. It was also time for him to think about things and his life. Lately his time at Chi- Chi's had brought a painful fact to light. While Chi-Chi and Gohan mourned the loss of Goku, they had least had someone to mourn. Chi-Chi made it very clear, crying over a man she had loved since childhood.
Krillin didn't have anyone like that. Oh, there was Maron, if he truly wanted to count her. He didn't really think she would be as devoted as Chi- Chi, hell she wasn't even devoted to him as they dated. After her, he didn't really feel like looking for anyone. Until...her. Android 18. The beautiful blonde who had been haunting his dreams since they first met on that highway. His time at Chi-Chi's only made that apparently clear, especially when he felt as though he was in a three way war for her affections.
The small warrior shook his head. He was not crushing on Chi-Chi. Especially when 1. she was his best friend's wife and 2. he was crushing on Android 18. Again, the raven hair on top of his head shook with his head. He had been fine for a while, until he thought he saw her in the middle of last week. He was convinced he was losing his sight or worse, his mind. Then he saw her again and then once more, then two more times. She was just hovering in the air, a little spot in the sky, but she let her guard down enough he could make out her blonde hair.
After that, he just knew she was there and more than once hoped she'd come down and talk to him.
And when she did, he had a lot of explaining to do.
Aftermath
It had been six months since Goku's decision to stay in Other World and so far, his friends and family were still coping with his death. On the island where the Kame House resided, one of its residents still found it hard to except. For his part, the former monk known as Krillin began trying to pull together, at least for his best friend's family. He kept his new raven locks, trimmed the scuff on his face to a thin goatee beard, and began to bring himself out of his depression. He had to.
Chi-Chi and Gohan needed him.
With Chi-Chi now pregnant and starting to show, Krillin felt it was his duty as Goku's best friend, not to mention his promise, that he would make sure Chi-Chi and Gohan had everything they needed. So for these last six months, Krillin had been spending the majority of his time at their house, doing odd jobs that needed done, shopping, anything Chi-Chi needed or wanted, Krillin was there for her. He took Gohan fishing, like they used to when Goku was alive, and camping, and anything fun the boy wanted to do.
The one thing the two did, that only the two knew about, was visiting the place where it all ended. The area where the Cell Games had taken place. There was still a large crater from where Cell had been destroyed and it certainly gave a usually serene place an ominous look. Krillin had been surprised when Gohan had suggested it, even more when he said he'd been coming here for nearly a month. Gohan had told his friend that he sometimes needed to come here, when he felt the familiar pull of training and fighting. "It keeps me whole, I guess." He had whispered. "It stops me from becoming something I'm not."
Krillin had understood, by volumes. Standing there and looking at the last place he'd ever see his best friend, that crater had told him something as well. That he would never be strong enough, that he had failed. He had failed his best friend and because of his failures, the boy that stood next to him was fatherless, his mother a widow, and in three months time, their child would never know their father. All because he had fallen in love with the enemy, who just happened to be a machine.
She's not a machine, he thought. She was human once, until that bastard Gero got to her. She was never a machine.
The thought, as it always had, plagued the small fighter. His feelings for the lovely android 18 had clouded his judgment, he was sure of that, to the point that he had let his best friend die. Standing at that crater, he had told Gohan he wouldn't be fighting anymore, more less train, and then came out with his feelings on his father's death. He told him about his ever growing feelings for 18 and that he had plenty of chances to destroy her and didn't.
"Krillin, if anyone is to blame for Dad's death, it's me." Gohan replied, somberly. "You guys told me to finish Cell off and all I could think about was making him pay, pay for everything he had put us through. That was the only thing that kept him alive to pull what he did."
Krillin sighed, saying, "Gohan, maybe it's not anyone's fault." At Gohan's look, he continued. "It doesn't mean we don't feel it."
The crater in the field soon become their spot, whenever things got bad for either one of them, that crater somehow brought comfort to both. And they would soon discover they needed more comfort than they realized.
The one thing that surprised Krillin, or perhaps the one of many things that surprised him, was how well he got along with Chi-Chi. It was no secret that the Saiyan wife and her husband's friends never truly got along with each other, Krillin included. And though he on occasion was first to defend her in their circle, she was his best friend's wife after all, Chi- Chi had always intimidated the small fighter. He agreed to some extent that Chi-Chi was the stick in the mud, the first to always spoil their fun, the first to suggest that Gohan would have no part in whatever scheme, idea, fun filled vacation or activity the Z fighters had planned for the day.
Not her Gohan.
But spending time with her during those six months put a new spin on things for Krillin. He realized no one in the group really knew Chi-Chi all that well. Even though Yamcha, Master Roshi, and Oolong had met her as a child, they didn't really know anything about her, except she was the Ox King's daughter. And vice versa, Chi-Chi knew nothing about them. Oh, she had heard stories from Goku, but every time she saw one of the Z fighters, it was mostly in the way of "We need Goku for this..." or "We need Gohan for that..." It seems they were always coming and taking her family from her.
Krillin finally understood where she was coming from and in turn, discovered that they had been holding things against her. After all, she had taken Goku away from them for nearly four years. When you looked at it, it seemed Goku was in a tug of war he probably didn't know he was in. On one side, his friends whom he'd known forever, who he loved like a family. On the other, his wife and son, who made up his first real family since his grandfather's death. Krillin found it eye opening.
He found himself enjoying the times he spent over with the family, especially with Chi-Chi. He was surprised at this side of Goku he'd never known and he was his best friend! He knew Goku the warrior, Goku the Saiyan, Goku the friend, but he never saw Goku the husband or Goku the father. He liked listening to Chi-Chi talk about things the family had done together or had wanted to do, and in turn Krillin gave her insight into a man she rarely saw.
"He loved you, you know." She had whispered once. "All of you, I mean. When we were first married, he would tell me stories about your adventures and the fun you all had together." She was silent for a moment, then looked at her house guest. "He was fond of you, Krillin." She said. "You, Bulma, Yamcha, Master Roshi...you were family to him."
"Likewise."
"Did he...did he ever...talk about me?"
Krillin looked at this young woman. Someone, like himself, had been through so much before their thirtieth birthday. "Chi-Chi," he began, hoping his words sounded as truthful as they were. "I don't think you'll ever know how much Goku loved you." The widow choked back a sob. Even now, hearing her deceased husband's name, even talking about him was still too hard.
"We were talking about you guys," he continued. "The day before...you know. I just...I just couldn't believe we were so lax, when we'd be fighting the next day." Krillin chuckled. "He said we needed a rest bit, time to unwind..."
"But Goku!" Krillin felt as though the mighty warrior had taken too many blows to the head in his years fighting.
"Kril-lin," the Saiyan laughed, laying happily on the grass. "You worry too much. Come on, have a seat. It's soft and smells good."
"How can you be so calm!?"
"You like you're gonna blow your top. Literally." Goku laughed at the face Krillin gave him. "Look, I'm amped for the Cell Games tomorrow, really. And believe me, I'm not taking this lightly. I know what's at stake and for that reason, I'm taking it easy."
"I don't know." Krillin sighed, taking a seat next to his friend. "I don't know how you can be so calm about this."
"I'm not."
Goku grinned upon seeing his friend's shocked face. "All I know is, I want this day to be great. I want to be able to spend time with my friends and my family."
"A day isn't long enough to do what I think you're thinking of doing."
Again, Goku smiled. "You can do anything you want in a day." He said. "My grandpa told me that what you make of a day is worth more than anything you do in a month or a year or a century even. A day can make a difference. Just one day."
Krillin chuckled. "I didn't understand what he meant until he was gone."
"He was so attentive." Chi-Chi sighed. "I only just realized why." She wiped her eyes. "I miss him so much." She sobbed.
"Me too."
Those six months had been helpful for Krillin, as he thought Chi-Chi enjoyed their time as well. Something the small warrior noticed was how often he saw Yamcha at the house, usually when he and Gohan would return from one of their trips. "Hey man, I'm more than happy to spend time with you guys, if you and Gohan were ever there." Yamcha had joked. "But hey, it just gives me more time with Chi-Chi."
Now, Krillin had always been good with his senses. Most times, he could just sense danger and right then, he sensed something he couldn't put his finger on.
That was until Chi-Chi's birthday rolled around.
The day started as it always had with Krillin. He woke up before dawn and watched the sun come up over the horizon, made breakfast for himself and his roommates, made a picnic lunch for later, then headed out toward Chi- Chi and Gohan's. He stopped by a florist and bought a dozen roses before heading back. Landing a few feet from the house, he checked himself, making sure he had the basket of food, the flowers, and that he himself look all right.
He then made his move towards the front door...
...and slowed to a crawl when he saw an air car land not far from the house. And it wasn't just any car.
It was Yamcha's.
The ball player checked himself in the rearview mirror, before hopping out and straightening his suit. He picked up the rose he had in the passenger seat and headed towards the front door...
...and was surprised to see Krillin.
"Hey buddy," he greeted, walking over to where Krillin stood. "What're you doing here?"
"I always come Chi-Chi and Gohan." He replied. "What're you doing here?"
"Dude, you're not the only one who likes to see Chi-Chi."
Before Krillin could respond, Yamcha had knocked on the door and waited for someone to open it. It took only a few minutes for the door to open and for Chi-Chi to stand before them. "Hi guys." She said, smiling. The widow had woken up in good spirits that day, which surprised even her.
"Happy Birthday, Chi." Yamcha said, handing her the single rose.
"Happy, happy birthday, Chi-Chi." Krillin replied, handing her the dozen roses.
"Oh my!" she gushed. "More flowers!"
"More flowers?" The two men asked in disbelief.
As Chi-Chi moved from the door, the two looked in and were awe-strucked. Everywhere they looked, they saw flowers of every shape and size, sitting in vases near the couch, the living room table, the kitchen table...everywhere.
"Where did you get all these flowers?" Yamcha asked, weakly.
"Hey guys." Came a happy laugh. "What're you doing here?"
The two warriors looked up and saw the birthday girl's son, his hair askew, but his clothing was nice, neat, and pressed. He had his father's grin plastered on his face. "Gohan get up extremely early and picked them for me." Chi-Chi said over her shoulder, sending an equally happy smile towards her son.
"Wow." Krillin murmured. He then cleared his throat, and said, "I was hoping to take you guys on a picnic." He held up the basket for emphasis.
"Oh gosh, Krillin," Chi-Chi replied, turning to face him. "I don't know if I have any room. Gohan made me breakfast in bed this morning."
At that moment, there seemed to be some slight tension, as Gohan sent a smirk towards his friends. Even Krillin couldn't figure out what was going on, but he was immediately annoyed by this turn of events. He had out done Yamcha, just to be bested by Gohan. "You know, we could put the food in the refrigerator until later." Chi-Chi spoke up.
"Not too much later, I hope." Yamcha interjected. "I was hoping to take you to dinner."
Chi-Chi giggled. "You know, ever since I found out I was pregnant, I seem to be getting a lot more attention."
"You are an attractive woman..." Krillin blurted, before turning red.
"Krillin, you're blushing." Yamcha stated, though there was no amusement in his voice.
"I think it's adorable, Kril." Chi-Chi replied, taking the picnic basket from him, and heading toward the fridge. "And I'm happy to go with you guys today. Yamcha, you want to join us for lunch?"
Two people in the room hoped he would say no. "I can't actually." He said, delighting two minds in the process. "I have practice. I just wanted to come and celebrate your birthday, but we're on for dinner, right?"
"7:30 okay?" she asked. Yamcha nodded. "See ya then."
"Until then." He said, giving her his best smile. "Gohan. Krillin." He nodded to both before walking out to his car.
As odd as the encounter was, the feeling the three got that the others were encroaching in their territory continued for the rest of the year.
***
Android 18 had flown past the island of the Kame House for two weeks before she decided that it was time to make her presence known. She had hung out in the air, just watching the daily routine of the inhabitants. She learned their routines, which she found to be utterly boring, though she did wonder why the little one left all the time. She found him interesting. When she had first started coming, she was surprised in seeing him. He looked so different with hair...and the facial hair! It was like he was a completely different person from the one she had fought.
For those two weeks, she found herself following his activities more and more. Well, when he was on the island. And when he was there, he didn't really do anything. He'd come out and sit on the beach, watching the sun go down. Or he would sit and talk with a large turtle for a bit. On the occasion when she felt relaxed enough to let her presence be known, she thought she had seen him look toward her. The first time it was a look of confusion, but then he began smiling whenever he thought he found her.
She often wondered what he was thinking, letting his guard down like that. She noticed he didn't train, or at least didn't train on the island. Was he leaving to train, in order to beat her and her brother when they least expect it? Was that why he did what he did? Wished them human in order to decrease their strength? To finally best the famous androids? Well, if that's what he had planned, he was wrong.
Dead wrong.
Krillin sat on the beach, watching the sun go down. It felt nice to just sit and look at the wonders of nature, something he had learned from his days at the temple, were the most precious things on earth. It was also time for him to think about things and his life. Lately his time at Chi- Chi's had brought a painful fact to light. While Chi-Chi and Gohan mourned the loss of Goku, they had least had someone to mourn. Chi-Chi made it very clear, crying over a man she had loved since childhood.
Krillin didn't have anyone like that. Oh, there was Maron, if he truly wanted to count her. He didn't really think she would be as devoted as Chi- Chi, hell she wasn't even devoted to him as they dated. After her, he didn't really feel like looking for anyone. Until...her. Android 18. The beautiful blonde who had been haunting his dreams since they first met on that highway. His time at Chi-Chi's only made that apparently clear, especially when he felt as though he was in a three way war for her affections.
The small warrior shook his head. He was not crushing on Chi-Chi. Especially when 1. she was his best friend's wife and 2. he was crushing on Android 18. Again, the raven hair on top of his head shook with his head. He had been fine for a while, until he thought he saw her in the middle of last week. He was convinced he was losing his sight or worse, his mind. Then he saw her again and then once more, then two more times. She was just hovering in the air, a little spot in the sky, but she let her guard down enough he could make out her blonde hair.
After that, he just knew she was there and more than once hoped she'd come down and talk to him.
And when she did, he had a lot of explaining to do.