(A/N: Hello again! Sorry, I've been busy with school and stuff. It's been really hectic over here for the past few months, but I'm getting used to it. Well, here you go! Please don't kill me! )

Chapter Six

Human Problems

After sitting there for a long time, feeling shrouded in the shadows of her worries, Arana got to her feet and slowly walked down the hill, sliding every once in a while when her shoes wouldn't grip. At the bottom, she began walking down the stone path, her head hanging low.

During her walk, a few killers stepped into her path; she didn't even bother looking at them and just walked past them as if they were a speck of dust. They looked at her a bit puzzled and figure she had worse problems than they did, and they left her alone.

Far down the path, reaching a place where there was no one, Arana walked over and sat by a large stone. She hugged her legs and looked up at the sky.

Having seen Arana leave, Cell had no problem with it. But as the hours passed, he had a slight tinge of feeling that the defenseless human girl could be in trouble. He got to his feet and walked down the incline, not slipping at all like Arana had done. Sensing where the girl was, he began to head in that direction, yet when Arana's grandfather slipped into Cell's path, the green creature took a step back and looked down at the old man a bit confused.

"Where's Arana," the old man asked, he looked on both sides of Cell and then shouted, "Oh my! You ate her! You ate the spirit of my granddaughter!"

Cell slapped his own forehead and growled, "No I didn't..."

"Then where is she?" the old man asked.

Trying to reply softly so that the old man wouldn't shatter like glass in fear, Cell said, "If you would get out of my way, I'll be able to find out."

"Then I'm going with you," the old man said, a determined look on his wrinkled old face.

"You'll slow me down," Cell calmly replied.

"No I won't," said the elder human, "I used to be an Olympic runner."

The words 'used to be' flashed in Cell's mind and he smirked. "Well then," he said. "Let's go."

The genetically enhanced creature began walking at his normal pace but not that far down the path; he stopped and turned to the old man who was just turning around to follow. "This is ridiculous," Cell grumbled. He then appeared next to the old man, grabbed him, and appeared out of Arana's sight.

After setting the old man down, Cell had to crouch down to whisper to the elder, "Go talk to her for me."

The wrinkled face looked to the green creature a bit confused and then nodded. The old man then walked over to his granddaughter. "Arana?" he asked. The girl looked up to him; tears were streaming down her cheeks. The old man sat down with a thud and hugged the girl. "Did that creature touch you?" the white-haired man asked when the embrace broke.

Arana shook her head and said, "Grandpa, I wish you would stop being like that towards Cell, he's been nothing but nice to me."

"Then why are you crying out here? Why don't you tell him what the problem is?" The old man tried to cross his legs but when he heard a pop, he put them out straight again.

"I can't tell Cell my problems, he wouldn't care," Arana whispered, as she hugged her knees to her chest.

"So what's the problem?"

Sighing Arana plastered on a fake smile and replied, "Don't worry about it."

Her grandfather nodded and got to his feet, he then sort of hobbled away. When Cell walked up to the elder, the human said to him, "Hey, if you wanna get hurt, go push for answers, but I'm getting away before the bomb goes off..." and he continued hobbling away.

Cell looked to the human, a bit of a bewildered expression on his face. He then walked over to Arana; but before he could say a word, Arana said, "What brings you here?" Her head was resting on her knees.

"Wondering what was bothering you," Cell said without hesitation. His words caused Arana to look up at him a bit suspicious.

Sighing, the girl replied, "It's nothing." She didn't want to bother him with her human problems. She silently got to her feet and began to wander off.

A displeased expression on his face, Cell vanished from his spot and appeared in front of her, making the girl pause in her steps and turn to her left to continue walking. Looking just a bit annoyed, Cell did the same and yet again she changed direction. "Are you going to tell me?" Cell inquired. He appeared in front of her once more and lightly grabbed her arm, though she still couldn't get away.

"You want to know?" Arana seemed to growl, "You really want to know?" Cell sort of nodded and the human girl turned to him and said, "A year ago, my best friend left the country. I never even got to say good-bye. And now! Today! Today she's coming back..." Arana looked to the ground her voice became hoarse as she whispered through her tears, "Today she's coming back and I won't be there to greet her." A few seconds passed and she shouted, "Why did I have to be so selfish and want to die?"

Cell's grip on her wrist loosened and he let her go. Softly, Arana stepped forward and threw her arms around his waist. She held on and sobbed quietly. Trying to cheer the girl up at least just a bit, Cell said to her, "Well, she'll have to end up either her or up above some time sooner or later." Strangely enough, Arana began laughing in between her crying, yet she still didn't let go of Cell.

She hugged him tightly to human standards, but it was a weak sort of embrace to Cell's standards. He just stared down at her a bit confused and kind of shrugged it off.

Later in the day, back under the tree, Arana was still a bit depressed but she couldn't get it out of her head that Cell had even wanted to know what was on her mind. "Why'd you do that?" she asked, looking to her left at where Cell sat, a few feet away. He looked to her, a blank expression on his face that suggested he didn't know what she was talking about. "Why'd you let me hug you and cry on you and bother you with problems that no one would really even bother with if they weren't their own?" Cell simply shrugged. Arana should've known better. She should've known that if he simply didn't want to explain himself, he wouldn't. She sighed and leaned back, her head hitting the tree and she let out a small string of curse words as she sat back up.

"You're going soft, Cell," came a voice from behind them.

Arana tensed up quickly and got to her feet. Facing Frieza, she growled, "If you had genitals, I would so kick you wherever they would happen to be!"

Cell coughed away what had kind of sounded like laughter and he got up, looking to Frieza, the green creature said, "Would you like to back up that statement?"

"Kick his tail in," said Arana, popping her knuckles. Cell looked to her and she looked back to him, an innocent expression on her face. She smiled and said, "What? Can't I be a bit happy that he's going to get his face beat in?"

With a slight shift of his hand, Cell sent Frieza flying away.

Arana watched the flying creature for a moment and then murmured, "Team Rocket's blasting off again."

"What?" inquired Cell.

Arana looked to him and said, "What? I didn't say anything." She then crossed her arms and said, "You should've monkey stomped his kidneys or something."

"Do I look like a monkey?" he said, blinking a few times.

Raising her hand, Arana said in defense, "I never said you looked like a monkey! But where I come from, there is such a thing as monkey stomping!"

"Never heard of it," replied Cell, sitting down in his spot once more.

"It's like this," she said. "You get the person on the ground." She pantomimed flinging someone to the dirt and then looked back to Cell. "Then you jump up and down on them like a monkey." She pantomimed that as well.

Cell blinked a few times and then murmured, "I wonder if Goku does that."

"What?"

"I said nothing."

Arana smirked and then walked over to Cell. Sitting down, she asked, "So, what's your favorite color?"

"Are you seriously asking me that?" he replied. And when Arana nodded, the green creature added, "Humans definitely have problems."

Arana shrugged and replied, "Hey, what can I say, I've got the mentality of a gerbil."

"Should we buy you a wheel?"

Shrugging once more, she replied, "I have to admit, it would probably be more amusing than sitting on my butt day after day."

(A/N: All right, I didn't like this chapter. It kept feeling as if I was doing something wrong, so now I feel like... guilty and stuff, for no apparent reason. It's a bit creepy. Well, review if you want, but I've got other stories to work on, so I'll see if I can update next week. Adios!)