WARNING: Yaoi, you've officially been warned so if you don't like don't read.

A/N: I know it is so wrong of me to be doing this, especially since I already have four other stories going right now. But I got writers block with the idea of Krillin17 blocking the inspiration for my other stories so it had to be done. I was watching reruns from the Android saga, my head went into a weird place and stayed there. So seriously it HAD to be done.

No telling when the next update will be, just so you know.

A few things first this: I know androids can't eat or drink or sleep, but for the sake of the story let's just say they can.

Set post Cell games, pre Boo saga during that time skip before Krillin marries 18. Sort of a, "secrets no one knows about" type thing.

Apologies for spelling grammar and OOCness.

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z or any of its Characters.

The door opened

"Oh! Hey... 17."

"Hey." 17 smirked as Krillin fidgeted under his intense blue gaze.

The raven haired man stared at the short bald figure standing on the other side of the door for a moment taking in his appearance. Krillin was wearing a grey suit, crisp white shirt and a blue tie. There was a bouquet of red roses in his hand, "Well look at you all dressed up, what's the occasion?"

"You know just... taking 18 out on a date." Krillin gave a sheepish smile rubbing the back of his neck.

"A date, huh?" 17 stared down at Krillin a smirk sliding onto his face when an idea flashed in his mind. He decided to mess with him for a bit, after all he was bored and making Krillin blush was a lot of fun.

"I've gotta say Krillin, you look great."

"Really?" A light pink blush dusted his cheeks and Krillin stared at his feet. "Thanks."

"Yeah, you look fantastic. Good enough to eat." 17 purred the last part, when Krillin's head snapped up he found the android staring right at him his face only a few inches away.

The shorter males eyes went wide and he took a few steps back, blush turning into a slightly darker shade of pink. "Uuh... Is-is 18 ready yet?"

"No, she's still fussing with her hair." The raven said leaning back, "you should probably wait inside, she's going to be a while."

"Aw man, our reservation's in twenty minutes." Krillin looked at his watch as he absentmindedly started walking into the apartment.

"Don't worry, I'm sure I'll find some way to keep you busy till she's finished." The android husked staring down at the other with intense eyes.

Krillin froze, "Um, maybe I should just wait outside." He turned to walk back into the hallway when 17 turned him around and pushed him deeper into the apartment.

"Nonsense, we can't have a guest standing outside in the cold." As soon as they were inside 17 yanked the roses out of Krillin's hand and made his way toward the kitchen. "For me? Why Krillin you shouldn't have."

"Actually those are for..." But before he could finish his sentence, 17 had already disappeared behind the kitchen door. He gave a defeated sigh. "You're welcome."

Since the whole cell disaster, the android siblings have been living in West city, with 18 working at Capsule corp courtesy of Bulma. 17 on the other hand didn't want a job so he'd mostly be drifting from city to city until he returned to West city, to spend some time with his sister. What surprised a most of them though was the fact that he never seemed to need any money.

"You want something to drink?" 17 called from the kitchen.

"Sure." Krillin called back, stuffing his hands in his pockets. He walked around the living room stopping to stare at some pictures that were sitting on the mantel. One featured both 17 and 18, though they seemed much younger in this picture. It was probably from before they met doctor Gero.

Another was a picture of 18, receiving an award at Capsule corp. No surprises there smart strong and beautiful. Does Krillin know how to pick em or what.

The other was of 17, although the landscaping in the background looked unfamiliar. When he took a closer look, he noticed what looked like blood on the sleeve of 17's shirt.

"See something you like."

Krillin jumped and gave a surprised yelp, he quickly turned around and found 17 smirking down at him.

"I-I, I was just l-looking at the pictures." He stuttered, accidentally backing into the mantel behind him.

"Well I can see that." The android said handing Krillin a beer, which he took mumbling a thanks under his breath.

17 walked away flopping down onto the couch and grabbing the remote. He turned on the tv and started lazily flicking between channels.

"So how long will you be in town this time?" Krillin took a sip of his drink.

"Don't know could be a month, could be a day. Either way I'm not planning on staying here for too long."

"That's too bad."

"Why? Did you miss me while I was gone?" He raised an eyebrow at the shorter man, glancing at him from the corner of his eye.

Krillin blushed, "No no no, I was just thinking it would've been nice if you could stay here with your sister." He started chuckling nervously, "I mean, I'm sure Bulma could help you get a job."

He gave a snort, "Hn. No thanks, jobs are no fun. Besides its not like I need the money."

Krillin shuffled his feet trying to think of a way to ask this without being rude,"Do you mind if I ask you where you get money from?"

17 looked up at Krillin from his seat, his blue gaze fixed on the bald mans face. "I can tell you if you want, but I'd have to kill you afterwards. Although I'd rather not get into an argument with my sister just cause her dates insides are lying all over the living room and hear her complain about how long it took her to do her hair or the fact that her new outfit is now a total waste."

Said date gulped, staring nervously at the man on the couch, "Yeah... I'd rather not have my insides all over the living room either."

A long moment of silence passed with Krillin standing near the wall and 17 staring at the changing tv screen, "Are you just gonna stand there the whole time."

"Uh...well I-"

"Come on." 17 said as if he was calling a puppy, patting the vacant spot on the couch beside him.

Krillin didn't miss the mischievous glint that flashed in 17's eyes as he called him closer. "Act-actually I'd rather stand."

"Don't be ridiculous, like I said she's going to be a while," he started just before he narrowed his eyes, "now SIT."

He hesitated for a moment, wondering if the next step he takes would be his last before he slowly walked over and sat down at the very edge of the couch. He nervously took a gulp from the drink in his hand before setting it down on the coffee table, 'What's taking her so long.'

"So what are your plans with 18 for tonight?"

"Well if we make it on time, its dinner first then a movie and then maybe we could go for a walk in the park." Krillin said scratching the back of his head with a small grin on his face.

"Wow. Sounds boring." The android said shorthly while changing the channel.

Krillin's face instantly fell as he stared down at his feet. "Oh, you think so?"

"Yip."

"That's disappointing."

"You know if you stayed here I'm sure we could have a lot more fun." 17 said sliding towards the man on the other side of the couch.

"Uhm, well that's O.K. I-I'm sure 18 and I will have a great t-time." Krillin tried backing away leaning against the couch's arm rest, a new blush settled onto his face.

"Sure about that." The android was now sitting right next to him slowly inching over Krillin.

"Yeah, I um." Panic flashed in his eyes when 17 put his arms on either side of him leaning over Krillin's trembling and severely red form.

"What's wrong Krillin, nervous?"

"17, knock it off." 18's voice came from behind the couch and Krillin breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly wiggled his way out from underneath the android and quickly made his way to the blond woman behind them.

"Hey 18, you look great."

18 gave a small smile, "Thanks, let's get going." Krillin nodded and scurried away towards the door mumbling a goodbye to 17, while trying to force down the red in his cheeks.

"Bye Krillin, thanks for the flowers." The raven haired male called, before looking up to his sister only to find her gazing down at him with an annoyed look on her face.

"What?"

"Was that really necessary?" The blond asked placing her hands on her hips.

"No not necessary, but it was fun." 17 said grinning brightly.

"Why do you insist on torturing him every time he's around?"

"Well-"

"You know what, stop. I don't understand your obsession with Krillin and I probably never will." 18 said pinching the bridge of her nose, "Just try to play nice next time."

"I'm not making any promises." 17 said still grinning.

"Whatever, don't wait up." She said walking out the door.

"I never do." He called over his shoulder, going back to flicking between channels again till he decided to settle for an animal documentary. Typical a documentary on predators.

(Narrator)

The panther silently stalks his oblivious prey from the shadow of the lush bushes, watching his future victims every move with obsessive focus. He inches closer to get a better view of the herbivore, scanning its surroundings to ensure that its companions have not been alerted to his presence.

He selected his prey carefully, making sure to choose the weakest one among them to ensure an easy defeat. The chosen entity is the smallest one among them. He is shorter than the others and seems to be losing fur, most likely due to illness or old age. This animal is separated from the others, lazily grazing on the sweet blades of grass just twenty feet away from his camouflaged assailant.

The predator moves forward slowly, but all his care seems to be in vain as the sound of shifting leaves cause the deer to flinch and search its surroundings. The panther's muscles coil and ready to spring into action in case its chosen subject tries to flee. But instead the animal starts moving towards the previously emitted sound, his nose starts sniffing the air as the curious animal moved.

The cat finds himself in luck and slowly starts inching closer readying himself for attack. After a few more steps from the prey the predator uncoils and springs forward launching himself towards his target. The prey freezes for a moment the shock of his immediate threat consuming his thoughts before he too moves, dodging his attacker with surprising speed as he flees. His companions hear the alarm and immediately dart into different directions hoping to confuse the cat enough for them to escape.

Alas the predator has already marked his prey and ignores all others as he pursues his target with single minded determination. Soon this determination pays off as the panther manages to catch one of the deer's hooves. The herbivore stumbles and falls with the predator following suit, the two tumble across the grassy plain. Once the dust has cleared, the predator stands victorious with its jaw around the others jugular. The animal kicks and frantically struggles, but his attacker just increases the pressure making the deer's body limp, ending the tired little game.

The prey was no match for its dedicated and focussed predator. And now the hard working cat will reap the fruits of its labour as it begins to tear through the animals thin coat relishing in the flesh beneath.

"And that's the way it should be." The android said to himself as he switched off the television and walked to his room. Yawning a little he walked over to the sliding door in his room and opened it, stepping out on to the balcony to lean over the cement railing.

"I wonder what my prey is doing right now."

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"Krillin!" Krillin was ripped from his thoughts and brought back to an angry looking blond.

"Huh?! Oh...sorry 18." He said focusing his eyes on the woman's face.

"You're distracted, is something wrong?"

"No, nothing's wrong." He looked down staring at his bowl of soup.

"17 likes you, you know." She said staring at him from across the small table, her head resting on the palm of her hand while she reached for the glass of wine next to her. "I can tell by the way he looks at you, you're one of the few friends he has."

"Yeah, well sometimes when he stares at me like that I wonder if he's just imagining the best way to kill me and hide my body." Krillin said stirring the soup with a spoon.

"He wouldn't do that."

"Really?"

"Of course not, what makes you think he'd actually put in the effort of hiding your body. He'd most likely just leave it there in the open." 18 said lazily swirling the wine in the glass.

Krillin gulped eyes going wide for just a second before he slumped in his seat and gave a sigh, "Of course he would. I'm just surprised he hasn't tried to kill me for dating his sister yet."

"My brother doesn't involve himself in my affairs." She chuckled as she put the glass down and leaned forward, resting her head on her joined hands. "Although his interest in you does seem a bit unhealthy, even for 17."

"His interest in me?" The bald man said with a look of confusion on his face. "What do you mean by that?"

"It doesn't matter. Besides were here on a date remember, not to talk about 17 right."

"Right!" Krillin gave her a bright smile immediately moving to start gulping down his soup. Without even realising it he let his mind wander.

"Yeah you look fantastic. Good enough to eat."

He started choking at that thought, coughing and wheezing, the smooth soup suddenly seemed to be rough and caught in his throat.

"Are you O.K?" 18 asked staring at him with a look of surprise on her face.

"See something you like."

"Yeah," he said still coughing a bit." Just ate too quickly, I'm fine."

"Sure about that."

"If you say so." She said looking a little sceptical.

"S-so...uhm what- how's, you-" Krillin nearly groaned at his own stutter, feeling a blush rise to his cheeks.

"What's wrong Krillin, nervous?"

"Krillin, are you sure there's nothing wrong?"

"Yeah I'm sure. So how's everything at Capsule Corp?"

A/N: there it is, like I said not sure when the next one will be one, probably after I've published on my other stories so probably before New Years.

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