Krillins Dreams, Eighteens memories *Mature content*

[MyLastWords]

A warning to everyone, this is a DBZ fanfic type thing. I started writing it a while ago and I've kind of stalled, I figure posting it up here may spur me into finishing it. It should hopefully be readable by those not familiar with the DragonBall Z universe.

*Disclaimer*
I in no way claim to own or have any rights to the characters mentioned in this story. All characters are property of Toei Animation etc.

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The following story takes place during the 7 years of peace following the defeat of the monster named "Cell" at the Cell Games.

It was another beautiful day at Kame House. Waves lapped gently against the sand as Master Roshi lay in his usual spot on his beach chair, his face buried particularly deep in one of his favourite "magazines". Krillin played in the surf with his daughter Marron, laughing in his usual goofball way, enjoying a pleasure he had at one time never thought he would. Andoid 18 gazed out the window, her eyes passing the perverted old man whose house she shared and coming to rest lovingly on her husband and child.

After she had married Krillin, they had all but resigned themselves to the fact that they would spend the rest of their lives together alone. When they found out 18 was pregnant, Bulma had also discovered a lot about her physiology. She and her father Dr. Breif had such brilliant scientific minds. It was discovered that despite all Dr Gero's tampering, Eighteen was pretty much a normal girl, just with a few major upgrades. None of the technical mumbo jumbo mattered to Eighteen though, Marron had been her own personal miracle. After Krillin that is. That man had saved her from a life devoid of emotion and full of destruction and genocide. He had found what was left of her humanity, and together they had cultivated that single shred into the loving mother and wife she had become.

Not many people saw the loving side of her, even now. She didn't deliberately hide it, it just never really showed. To the others around her, she still seemed quite aloof and calculating. She could still not suffer fools, or Vegeta for that matter, not that the two were mutually exclusive. But she had struck up a friendship with his wife Bulma. Eighteen supposed it was because Bulma had effectively been her "doctor" throughout the pregnancy and had got to witness Eighteens loving side, first in the affection she showed Krillin, and then in the absolute joy she took in Marron.

It was these things that she pondered as she gazed at Krillin and Marron. She also wondered about the things she could not remember. Whether there had been such joys during her childhood. Joy she could no longer recall. She imagined the consuming grief and anger she would feel if she lost Marron, and wondered whether her mother and father had felt that way when they lost her and her twin brother Android 17. She wondered how she had done in school. She wondered if she had been so sarcastic before Dr Gero had "upgraded her". All these things she wondered, with no hope of ever finding the answers. Dr Gero had seemingly wiped her memory completely.

She was snapped out of her daydreams by Marron tugging on her skirt

"Mummy! Daddy says to come play with us!"

Eighteen looked out the window at Krillin, he pushed his black hair out of his face and grinned at her in a way only he could, and she returned the favour.

"You go tell Daddy I need to get changed and I will be right out, OK?

"OK Mummy!'

Marron dashed back outside to Krillin and splashed him in the face. Eighteen smiled to herself, at 4'5 Krillin had better watch out, or soon their daughter would be the one giving him piggy backs.

***

Krillin watched his wife emerge from Kame house, dressed in her usual red bikini. She looked so beautiful with her deep blue eyes and blonde hair that he almost had to pinch himself. He was the luckiest man alive. From the look on Master Roshi's face, he seemed to agree.

"I'm so glad we live on an island" he whispered in Eighteen's ear as she sidled up to him. "You look stunning"

"Krillin, I've been wearing the same bikini for over a year now, will you ever stop saying that?"

"Only when it stops being true. So I guess not."

The couple spent the rest of the afternoon on the beach playing with their daughter, building sand castles, searching for shells (even if the only one they found belonged to Turtle, it didn't matter) and splashing about in the shallows. Eighteen even sunbaked for a while, not that she ever managed to get a tan.

***

That night the couple sat inside, having already put Marron to bed. Master Roshi was telling them about a competition he had entered. Apparently first prize was a trip on a luxury ocean liner with the aerobics girls from ZTV. Roshi also appeared very confident of winning it. He made it seem as if it was a foregone conclusion. Apparently the competition was drawn in a few weeks and the ship set sail for a full month a few days later.

Krillin and Eighteen said their good-nights to Roshi and went upstairs to bed.

***

"Krillin?"

"Yes babe?"

"Do you think the old man knows something we don't about this competition of his?" Eighteen didn't trust Roshi at the best of times, and he had seemed especially odd tonight.

"I'm almost certain. Actually I wouldn't be surprised if he's collected the dragonballs and used the wish to make sure he wins."

Eighteen gave Krillin a questioning look
"When would that old pervert have had the time to find all 7 dragonballs?"

"You remember when you were pregnant he would be gone for days at a time in that plane he borrowed from Bulma? And when he came home he was always tired? And he always had that damn sports bag with him? I never believed for a second that he had started playing competitive tennis."

"Hmm. That does make sense I suppose."

Eighteen let the subject drop for a second.

"Why do you ask anyway babe?" enquired Krillin, a devilish smile on his lips

Eighteen blushed

"You little pervert!" she joked

"But you're right. I was thinking, I could ask Bulma to take Marron for a few days, and we could have some time to ourselves. Bulma is always saying how she's glad she has her parents to do the same for her and Vegeta. I'm sure she wouldn't mind doing it for us."

"Sounds great, but did you have something special in mind? I mean, we have a pretty good time with the usual things here anyway..."

Krillin was getting very excited about where this conversation was taking him. He was up for anything once but until now, he had only been able to fantasize about some of the things he would like to try if Eighteen were willing. The only problem was, he wasn't quite sure how to broach the subject, and now she was doing it for him!

"Well, I've been thinking a lot lately. And I have no memory of my past at all. So Krillin, I guess what I was thinking was... well..."

She paused.

"It's OK babe, whatever it is I'm OK with it."

As Eighteen sat there, glowing red with embarrassment, Krillin gave her the most non threatening understanding smile she could ever imagine. After everything that had happened how could she ever be scared of Krillin not accepting her?

"Well, I was thinking, maybe if we acted out some things, like from certain ages and times in my life, they might trigger some memories or something... "

She trailed off, staring at their sheets, sure that Krillin was disappointed
"I know it's stupid"

She felt a hand under her chin, Krillin lifted her head so that their eyes met. He was smiling at her again

"No Eighteen it's not stupid, that makes perfect sense. Even if we can't dredge up any of your memories, maybe we can make some new ones worth keeping."

He kissed her tenderly, and took her in his arms.

"We'll talk more about this tomorrow, Let's get some sleep."
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Thats the only part I've proof read so far, but hopefully I'll post more sooner rather than later. Meanwhile comments and evaluations are more than appreciated and encouraged.