Here is a cute Krillin x Female fan. This is to say thank you for hitting the 50 follower mark. ^.^ Enjoy!
In this fanfic you get to be a 18 year old girl, and your name is [name] :). P.s: I hope you’re crazy about Krillin. If not you might wanna move along.
Walking down the aisles in Food Lion you mumble the things you came to get under your breath,” Eggs, milk, coffee, sugar, flour, Eggs, milk, coffee, sugar, flour,eggs, milk, coffee, sugar, flour, and some chicken noodle soup for mom.”
You go through the store and collect everything in your hand-held cart, but you can’t find the chicken noodle soup. You decide to ask an employe which aisle that it’s on. You approche a short bald, but cute employe wearing a navy blue uniform polo, and khaki pants holding a bottle of cooking oil.
“Sir?” You ask and he turns around.
“Yes ma’am, what can i help you with today?,”He offers politely
“Well i was wondering if you could tell me where-”
Suddenly you were cut of by a stream of light that shot the bottle, and it exploded. The oil splattered around both of you, and formed a puddle under your feet and the short employes to. Not daring to move his feet the short employe shot a glance over at a taller, but still short black spiky haired guy and mouthed, “What the hell!?”
The spiky haired guy mouthed,”You’re welcome!” Then walked away with his arms crossed.
“Shoot,” He rushed to say,” I’m so sorry! Umm, try not to move.”
“It’s fine” You assured him.
He flinched as if he expected to be yelled at or slapped, but when you didn’t he looked up with a glimmer of confusion in his eyes.
“You’re not mad?” He asked sounding as if he ran over your cat.
“No,” You giggle,” It’s not really that big of a deal.”
“These old rags,” You question looking down at your gray college sweatshirt and old blue jeans,” These are just the clothes i wear around house.”
“O-okay,” He stuttered,” I’ll get this done in a jiffy.Just hang tight.”
The employe seemed to be looking around for a paper towel or something to clean all this up.
“Huh, how are we going to get out of this one,” He looked up at you and smiled shyly in a way that made your heart skip.
Then suddenly you felt something push your back sending you sliding forward slowly but still you couldn’t stop, and you were losing your balance. You were sure you were going to fall. Then you felt someone grab your hand, and pull you back. You look to see it was that employe. You get a glance at his name tag. It says,” Hi my name is: Krillin.”
You knew that if he let you go you would keep sliding, and that’s what you expected, but when you slid close enough he pulled you close and steadied you by holding on to your waist with one arm and holding on to the checkout station with the other. Once you were both completely steadied you moved your adrenalin filled gazes from the ground, and they met. Neither of you wanting to look away, you felt your cheeks begin to grow hot.
“Sorry about all of this,” He said sounding embarrassed, and suddenly, but gently lifted you up by your waist, and sat you on the ring up center,” Here ya go. You should be alright up there.”
“Thanks,” You said nervously.
“Hey, Vegeta! Pass me that roll of paper towels! Yes those!,” He called out.
A roll of paper towels went shooting past his head.
“Vegeta! I wanted you to pass them to me! Not kill me with them!”
“No thanks,” The short, but taller than Krillin, spiky haired man who must have been named Vegeta walked away.
Krillin let out a slightly aggravated sigh as he stood there pondering his next move.
“Pst,” You hear beside you.
You turn around and see that Vegeta guy holding a pack of paper towels. He handed it to you, winked, and tilted his head to Krillin then simply walked away.
“Uh, Hey Krillin,” You put forth.
He turns and smiles at you.
“Catch,” You callout as you toss the roll of paper towels.
He caught it and looked up at you gratefully.
“Thanks,” He mentioned thankfully.
“No problem,” You add taking a roll of paper towels hop down and begin to help clean up the mess.
“Oh, you really don’t have to-”
“It’s fine i really don’t mind,” You insist looking him in the eyes causing him to look away and blush.
“O-okay. Th-thanks,” He stuttered.
After you had gotten up as much as the oil you could with the paper towels Vegeta came by and threw you a mop, and some soap.
“Don’t worry about this. I’ll finish it up really quick,” you insist.
“…,” He looked at you with complete disbelief in his eyes,” Ya know you are one of a kind,” he said extending his hand.
You shake it, and say,”I’m [Name], and you must be Krillin,” pointing at his name tag.
He looked down at it and laughed.
“[Name],” He said as if he were thinking about something,” Can I call ya [Nickname] for short?”
“Sure,” you smile at his charming personality.
He looked like he had just had a brilliant idea, and said,” Wait here i’ll be right back!”
You clean up the rest of the oil with the mop and take off your shoes so you don’t start to track it everywhere and start a slip-and-slide.
Then your phone rang. You took it out and it was mom. You answer it on speaker phone and say,” Hey mom! How’s the baby doing!?”
“Good. Good, but I changed my mind about the chicken noodle soup. Could you get me some chinese. I’m craving chinese really bad,” She explained
Krillin began to approach.
“I’ll be at your house soon. It’s the blue one? Second on the right? Over by Food Lion right?”
“Uhuh. Mom I have to go,” You say looking at Krillin who’s wearing a patent smile.
“Don’t you hang up on me young lady!’
“Mom not right now.”You say sounding a bit worried. She was pregnant who knew what she would say.
“My vagina has never been the same since I gave birth to you young lady!,” she hallard
“And not to mention how much heavier my periods would get since you were born! And all these stretch marks! And my boobs are saggy!”
“Mom!” You plead desperately as your face ignited with embarrassment.
“ Fine!” She shouted hanging up the phone.
You stuffed the phone in your pocket and looked over to Krillin who looked very confused.
“Um, haha,” You laugh nervously,” She’s pregnant.”
“Oh,” he said his shy smile returning,” Um here,” He offers handing you a sweatshirt, a warm coat, and old sweat pants,” it’s not much but…” he trailed off.
“Oh,” Your face turns a bright shade of red,” I couldn’t.”
“No really you should take it. After all you did help me clean up that big mess.” He insisted.
“O-okay, thank you so much-”
“No thank you. You’re one, one of a kind gal.”
“I have to go. Maybe i can catch you later?”
“Um, yeah,” you agreed feeling flustered.
You walked over to the bathroom to go and change. You decided to leave your black undershirt on because it was left un-soiled. You put on the clothes he gave you and the shirt stopped at your lower waist showing a bit of skin, but with the undershirt on it was covered up. The sweatpants stopped around your lower shin. You actually looked kinda cute this way. It might actually start a fashion trend. You stand there and look at yourself in the mirror a few moments before you leave to walk to the Chinese restaurant.
You’re not sure what mom will want to eat so you order a bit of everything. You carry the heavy load of food to your house, unlock the door and let yourself in, and set all of the food, which you were sure was enough to feed an army, down on the counter, and took in a sigh. You see a note taped to the fridge that reads:
Dear [Name], I changed my mind about the food. Me and your father decided to go to Pizza Inn. Love you!
You giggle at your mom’s sudden change of choice. You know she can’t really help it. It’s kinda what happens when someone is pregnant, but now…What are you going to do with all of this food? You hear lightning strike, thunder roar, and rain poor. You decide to take a shower, and worry about all the food later.
While the warm water slides down your skin you briefly think of how there’s supposed to be freezing rain in your area today. Then you wash your hair, and gently rub strawberry body wash on your skin, before you get out and wipe your body with the towel, and rub it in your hair to attempt to dry it off a little. You go to your room across from the bathroom, and put on a clean pair of underwear and a bra, and you glance over at the bathroom…No that’s silly…
But you decided anyways to wear Krillin’s sweatshirt… Just around the house… Without the undershirt…And a pair of pajama bottoms.
You go back to the kitchen, and sit down, listening to the thumps and pitter patters of the rain hitting the roof. You lay your head on the table, and close your eyes. You start to feel lonely. On days like this you are filed with the fillings of emptiness, and solitude didn’t seem like the best thing. You glance over at all of the food… If only you had someone to share it with…
You feel a smile tug in the corner of your lips, a warm feeling glide over you, as you think of Krillin. His shy smile, the way he lifted you off the ground, the way he said your name…
Your train of thought was interrupted by a knock on the door. Who could it be in this terrible weather?
You lift your head from the table and yell,” Who is iit??”
You hear a faint voice,”Uhm, it’s me-Krillin.”
Your heart leaps as you fly out of your chair, and to the door, and quickly fling it open.
You see a drenched, shivering krillin in his cute work uniform.
“Oh my gosh! You must be freezing! Come in!,” You insist taking him by surprise, snatching him in,”Wait here! Get those wet clothes off! I’ll go grab some clothes! WHy were you in the rain you could have gotten demonia, or frostbite!”
You grabbed a towel off the counter and tossed it to him quickly making your way to your room, and rummage through your clothes as these thoughts run through your mind,”Is he insane! He’s going to get sick in this weather!” You pull out a white T-shirt, black sweatpants, a pair of boxers,(You wear those a lot because they’re more comfortable.), and a pair of socks, and you yank a blanket out of your closet. Then storm back to the kitchen, and Krillin is wrapped up in the towel.
“I can not believe you were out in the rain like that! Why,”You pause for a moment and think. What if something went wrong. I mean he came over to a stranger’s house in the freezing cold rain…,”Is everything alright?,” You ask looking into his deep black eyes that sparkled, like a night sky full of stars, searching for an answer.
He looked away breaking the stare, holding the towel closer to his chest.
“Y-yeah, everything’s fine,” He insisted his cheeks turning a light shade of pink, still shivering, and teeth chattering.
“Okay here take these,”You say handing him the ball of clothes and blanket,” These are mine, but you can use them. We can talk after you get dressed.”
You Turn around Go to the stove (Which is across from Krillin) and start to cook some hot chocolate.
“Uh, arn-aren’t you g-going to leave the r-room,” Krillin asked.
“Puh-lease. I grew up with seven brothers this doesn’t phase me at all.”
“Oh-Uh-Okay,” He replied quickly.
He finished getting dressed as soon as you poured the hot chocolate into two coffee mugs. You’re sure by now he’s dressed, so you turn around and see him in his oversized clothes, and giggled softly to yourself. As you approached him you saw that he was still shivering, and his skin was surprisingly pale, almost blue
“Wow, you’re really cold, huh,” You stated.
You set the cups down at the table, picked up the blanket, wrapped Krillin in it, lifted him up, and said,” Look at you. Already in your crisalis you little, bald caterpillar,” Then you sat him in the chair where a cup of steaming, piping hot chocolate awaited in front of him. He chuckled at your playful attitude.
“So are you gonna tell me why you walked to my house in the freezing rain,” You question playfully,” Or are you just gonna live here and drink my hot chocolate?”
“Um- w-we-ell. M-m-my r-room-mate k-kicked m-me ou-out, an-and m-my f-fr-friends c-couldn-n’t h-h-ha-ve m-me o-ov-ver,” He tried to explain,” I-i d-didn’t kn-know wh-where else t-t-to g-go.”
(This was all Vegeta’s doing)
“Okay,” You say understanding the situation, but still with one burning question,”But how did you find my house?”
“Y-y-yo-ur m-m-mom k-k-kinda gave di-directions.”
Then you remember the phone call you shared with your mom earlier.
“Ooohh,” You laugh,” That makes sense.”
You look back up at Krillin and he didn’t seem to be getting any better. His teeth seemed to be valiantly chattering and his hands were shaking wild.
“You’re not looking so hot. How about you stay in the spare bedroom. I have an electric blanket too.”
He must have been really cold because all he could get out was,”Th-th-th-thank y-you.”
You told him how to get there then you went to go get the blanket and a heated rag. When you got to the room he was curled up, and out cold. He was still violently shivering though. You pulled him up and laid him flat on the bed making sure his head was on the pillow. Then you gently pressed the warm rag against his forehead, and covered him in the warm self-heating blanket.
You cut out the light, and started to leave the room when you heard a quiet whimper. You froze in your steps. You waited and heard quiet whines and you waited a little longer and herd quiet cries for help and begging.
“P-please d-dont. L-let m-me G-go. S-stop.”
You turn back around see him shivering in a cold sweat. You can’t just leave him here like this. Can you?
You don’t know what you’re doing, but you know it felt like the right thing to do. You decided to stay back, and try to comfort him. He must be having a nightmare.
You crawl under the blankets and wrap your arm around him…You had seven brothers why should this be any different? Yet at the same time you felt like this was different. You knew that this was somehow different.
You pull yourself as close to him as you can to try and stop the shivering, and you whisper words of comfort in his ear at first it seemed to work, but then he seemed to get in a more panicked and scared state.
“Leave her alone. Let me go,” He mumbled sounding very distressed.
He suddenly sat up and screamed, clutching the blankets with tears flowing down his face. You sat up to.
“Krillin are you okay,” You ask concerned. That dream…It seemed pretty bad.
He looked over at you with horror in his eyes and it quickly changed to relief as more tears began to stream from his night sky like eyes. He leapt forward and flung his arms around you.
“You’re alive,” He cried with his voice cracking burying his face into your shirt.
“Of course i’m alive. Why wouldn’t I be?”
He pulled away and pulled you into a kiss. Your lips crashed and pressed together and quickly began wrestling. At that moment time stopped, the world stopped, your heart stopped. All you could feel was his warm embrace, and you could focus on his scent. You got a taste of his tongue before he pulled away and hugged you again.
“Please don’t leave. “Stay with me please,” He begged sounding like he was going to burst into tears again.
“Okay, i’ll stay,” You quickly insured him hugging back,” It’s okay. It was just a dream.”
