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A/N: Hello, you have arrived at chapter two of my fic. Please sit back, relax and enjoy. I would like to say a big huge giant thank-you to Juu-chan2002, Kittybell and AgalaxiaGoddess, you guys rock ;) ~Deadly Beauty

A Helping Hand

Chapter 2

Krillen was floating in the air panting heavily; he had just fired a Ka-me-ha-me-ha wave at the ocean. It had been several weeks since he had seen 18 last, well 6 weeks and 4 days to be exact but who was counting. The next thing he knew he slammed into the palm tree behind him and was sinking to the ground fast. Krillen stood up and shook his head to relieve the dizziness.

"What the hell?" he asked himself as he rubbed his head, which was now covered in short jet black hair. His question was answered only seconds later, he saw 18 making her way towards him, and despite the deadly look in her eyes, Krillen still found himself thinking just how beautiful she looked.

"You," she snarled, pointing an accusing finger at Krillen "You did this to me!".

This time Krillen saw 18's leg coming, but he couldn't avoid it and he was sent sailing through the sky. He smashed up against the pink wall of Kame House, but he regained his balance quickly and he stood back up and dropped into a fighting stance, even though he knew he didn't stand a chance against 18. Especially when she was this angry.

"18, what the hell did I do to you, would you mind explaining?" he asked. Krillen was genuinely confused.

"This!" 18 jabbed a finger at her stomach "I'm pregnant and it's all you fault".

Krillens heart skipped a beat or six. Did 18 just say she was carrying his child?

"Woah, hang on a sec 18, I think we need to sit down and talk" said Krillen

"You think" said 18 sarcastically and she sat down where she was. She was too tired to move any further. Krillen came and sat beside her, the grin on his face was stretching from ear to ear.

"What the hell are you smiling about?" asked 18 as she drew circles in the wet sand with a stick.

"18 you just told me I'm going to be a dad, what do you think I'm smiling about?". 18 looked up at Krillen with a confused look on her face

"You do realise that I have no intention of keeping this thing" she said, though once she saw the look on Krillens face she knew it was the wrong thing to say, he looked sadder than she had ever seen him look before.

"18, why would you want to kill a poor helpless baby that hasn't even been born yet?" he asked.

"Because it would be a filthy hybrid" said 18.

Krillen sighed.

"Listen 18 I know you like to think that you're the only person in the world that matters, but that's not true. Especially not now. You have a life growing inside of you, that's a wonderful thing. You should be over the moon that this has happened to you" replied Krillen.

"Yeah well I'm not, it's disgusting" said 18. Suddenly something inside 18 snapped and she began to pour her heart and soul out to Krillen.

"It's not that I don't want to keep the baby cause I do, it's just that I have no idea how to look after a baby and I'm scared" she said.

"Hey, it's not like you'd have to do it alone, you could move in here and we could do it together and that way I'd could keep an eye on you and the baby" suggested Krillen. 18 raised a blonde eyebrow at Krillen and half-smiled at him.

"Thanks for the offer, but I don't need you help," she got up and raised a few feet into the air "not yet anyway" and then she was gone and Krillen could only pray she would be back.


17 arrived home with a dead deer slung over his shoulder.

"Hey 18, cook this up will ya?" he asked. 18 covered her mouth with her hand and turned away from her brother.

"17 get that thing away from me, I can't handle some things at the moment, and dead animals fall under that category, I'm sorry but your going to have to cook your own dinner" said 18. 17 shrugged his shoulders and walked into the kitchen.

"Fine" he said. A few minutes later 18 walked into the kitchen and got a glass of water. She stole a quick glance at her twin brother, he seemed to be quite content chopping away at his animal carcass.

"Are you going to be wanting some of this or should I only make enough for me?" asked 17. 18 shook herself out of her trance and looked up at her brother.

"No, I'm not hungry" she replied. 17 placed his knife down on the bench and turned to face his sister, she tried to ignore the big smear of drying blood that was staining his cheek "What's wrong?" he asked.

"You know what, I think I'll tell you when you're not so close to a knife" said 18 and she walked out the room.


A few days later Krillen was sitting on the couch when the phone began to ring, he leaned over and picked it up.

"Hello, Kame House. Krillen speaking" he said.

"Hi Krillen it's me" came a voice, which Krillen instantly recognised as Bulma's.

"Oh, hi Bulma, what can I do for you?' he asked.

"Not much, I was just wondering if you wanted some company. I'm minding Goten and Gohan for Chi-chi and all 3 of the boys have their hearts set on going to the beach and I thought I could bring them to your place" said Bulma.

"Sure, that's a great idea," said Krillen "I'll see you soon ok" he continued and he hung up the phone.

About 30 minutes later a red air car pulled up on the island, it had a big Capsule cops logo on either side. Bulma climbed out the front of the car and opened the back door. 13 year old Gohan, 5 year old Trunks and 4 year old Goten all jumped out the back, and they headed straight to the ocean.

"Gohan, you keep an eye on them ok" said Bulma. Gohan nodded his head then went to play. Krillen

walked out onto the front step to greet his friend, she looked exhausted.

"Come sit down" he said. Bulma didn't have to be told twice, she followed Krillen inside and they sat down on the couch.

"So what been up with you?' she asked. Krillen didn't know if she should tell Bulma what had been up or not.

"I saw 18 the other day?" he said. Bulma nearly fell off her chair.

"What? Really? What happened?" asked Bulma.

"Nothing much, I've got a feeling she'll be back though". Krillen stood up and walked into the kitchen, where he poured himself and Bulma a cold drink. Soon Gohan came through the front door, dragging Trunks and Goten behind him.

"What did they do this time?" asked Bulma.

"They were throwing things at your car" replied Gohan. Bulma rolled her eyes and pulled a capsule out of her pocket, it exploded into a small playpen. She picked up the boys and placed them in it.

"You both stay in there till I say you can come out" said Bulma. Trunks looked at Bulma with puppy dog eyes and she was tempted to take her son out, but she didn't. Gohan sat down on the floor in front of the t.v and picked up the remote, soon he found a program he liked and he spent the rest of the afternoon watching it.

A/N: I know sucky ending but I couldn't think of anything else and it's late at night. I'll try to have the next chapter out in a couple of days ok.

Ja ne.

~Deadly Beauty