A/N hey all, yey I got more reviews, *dances with joy* so yea I just wanna thank Deadly Beauty, dark-mean-me, quittakingmyname and Sweetlilbee for their reviews (Android^-^eighteen is not being thanked as, frankly Serena, I like to piss you off) I would also like to point out that this is very slightly A/U as although it's set in the time between cell and buu, Goku never died. Anyway yea enough of the deranged babbling.

"What the hell?" Krillen thought aloud as the retching sounds coming from the bathroom woke him up, "18, what are you doing? Are you alright?"

"Sure, yea...... probably just something I ate."

"Ha, I told you not to leave Roshi in charge of dinner but would you listen?"

"Yea I don't think I'll be doing that again anytime soon!" 18 remarked as she emerged from the bathroom clutching her stomach. "Seriously though, what was that he tried to feed us?"

"Seriously though, do you want to find out? I know I don't" Krillen smiled, despite being ill 18 hadn't been this loose and casual in ages.

She slid back into bed beside him and laid her head on his chest. "Promise me something Krillen, you won't ever leave me will you?"

"What? No of course not, I'm always going to be here honey, whether you want me here or not"

"That's good to know," she smiled up at him, content and peacefully lying in his arms.

"Sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve you." Krillen thought aloud, staring down at his beautiful girl.

They both awoke several hours later, due to the racket Oolong was making from banging on the door, demanding to know whether 18 was in there and if so demanding she got up this very second as the men downstairs were hungry and he wasn't sure he could survive another one of Master Roshi's culinary concoctions. (A/N anyone else think that paragraph didn't make much sense?!)

"Fine, yea, I'm up" 18 mumbled groggily

"You alright in there?"

"...." Is how far she got in answering that question before making another dive for the bathroom.

***

Several hours later, 18 had finally managed to calm her stomach down enough to face cooking something. She stood next to the hob (A/N I dunno what you Americans call it but you know the gas rings on the surface above the oven) keeping an eye on about 10 different pans filled with eggs, bacon, and the other rubbish the men liked to eat in the morning. Normally this would not have been a very taxing task, but it was getting close to midday and she had to cook in a kitchen full of whiny, ravenous men while she was ill. Not exactly her idea of heaven.

"18, how much longer is that damn food going to take?!" Roshi complained.

"Yea, I'm hungry!!!!" Oolong whined.

"Um... yea I don't want to keep annoying you or anything honey, but how?"

"AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH" 18 cut Krillen off, "THE BLOODY FOOD WILL BE AS LONG AS THE BLOODY FOOD TAKES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IN FACT HERE YOU GO PIG BOY," she threw an apron at Oolong, "IF YOU'RE IN SUCH A GOD DAMN HURRY MAKE IT YOURSELVES"

She stormed out of the room leaving a room of bewildered men behind her, "What's got her?" said Roshi

"Noooo idea"

A/N agggghhh again with the shortness, right i want opinions (and reviews) would people rather i wrote short chapters and updated quickly or wrote longer chapters and took a while to update? Anyway yea this chapter sucked too but the story will start to move in the next chapter so......review review review review...........please?!