A Change for the Better

Disclaimer:: I do not own any of the Dragonball/z/gt characters. If I did I certainly wouldn't be writing fanfiction.

She tucked her corn-silk hair behind her ear and leaned closer so that the autumn leaves brushed gently against her face. ~They all look so smug~ she thought as she peered at a group of people having a celebration at the Son house. The sight of them angered her and made her destructive instincts flare. All but the little bald one, for some reason the sight of him didn't make her feel so destructive. In fact seeing him gave her a sense of..peace. Suddenly the little man turned around and faced her direction. 18's eyes widened and she backed up against the trunk of the tree. She was sitting on one of the branches towards the top of the tree. She hoped she was high enough that he didn't see her. She closed her eyes tightly ~please don't let him see me, please.~ She opened her eyes and saw that he was facing the other direction once again. I should go. She very quickly dropped to the bottom of the tree and ran into the woods.

She zipped through the trees quickly and gracefully and arrived at a little cabin. "Well?" Came a voice from inside. 17 walked up to the door with a cup of coffee in his hand. "Well what?" 18 sneered as she walked past him and into the cabin. "Honestly 18 it never ceases to amaze me how often you go to spy on them." 17 sat down at the table and continued with an amused tone, "I just don't understand why you must go there so often, Goku's dead and we haven't any use of those pathetic humans."

18 sighed and sat down across from her brother and rested her chin on her hand, "I don't know 17, something draws me to them, I can't explain it."

"Hmmm, thirst for destruction?"

"I don't think so, killing humans doesn't quite hold the same thrill as it used to." She starts tracing invisible shapes on the wooden table.

"I know it's sad really now I have so much extra time on my hands." 17 just shrugged and opened up a newspaper and read.

"I think I'm just going to go lie down." She got up and headed upstairs. 17 just grunted and flipped the page.

18 lie awake in bed staring up at the ceiling. It wasn't uncommon for her to have a hard time sleeping. As a matter of fact, she hadn't slept well at all in the last couple months, since the whole Cell fiasco. *sigh* ~I'm so bored, I can't sleep, I'm starving but I don't want to eat, I hate feeling this way, I don't have any reason to live. Well there's 17, I love him dearly but for some reason that's just not enough any more, what's happened to me?~ She turned to her side and closed her and slowly but surly fell asleep as a tear rolled down her cheek from the water collecting in her eyes.

~To be continued~

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