A/N: Hey guys, this is a one shot I just wrote after watching a few episodes of Garlic Jr saga. As we all know Kirllin broke up with Marron so I thought what would a conversation be like between him and Bulma, about something they both share… their love interests. Enjoy! =)

How to date a villain!

It was a hot August day in West City. Even though summer was coming to an end, the temperatures were still high enough for people to frequent the beach. That though, meant nothing to the residents of Capsule Corp. seeing as their routine was unaffected by this. Sure, Bulma would have loved a day at the beach, tanning while the boys admired her beauty. But those days were over for the blue haired heiress. With a mischievous baby on the loose, a temperamental saiyan prince locked up in his room and a hopeless, air headed mother, who could blame her?

It had been 3 months since Goku's death and 2 months since the incident with Bojack… 2 months since her grown up baby boy had returned to his timeline… Bulma sighed. She missed him terribly, he was her son in one way or another, even though from a different timeline. He was the proof that she needed to convince herself that she could be an amazing mother. The kid had grown up alone after all, with only his mother and without his father… the heiress frowned. What the hell was wrong with that jerk?! Since Goku's death he had locked himself in his room and was out only during meals (and you should feel blessed if he graced you even with the simplest grunt). Sure, he helped everyone and fought Bojack, but that happened only because he felt Trunks and Gohan weren't strong enough to beat him. Vegeta used to be the most confident person she had ever met, always sure of his power and abilities. What the hell happened to that man and his self esteem?! Right after Bojack (and after Trunks left for the future) he resumed his lazy routine, even refused to fight with her. That had her concerned.

Bulma snapped out of her thoughts, shaking her head. Thinking about the mercurial prince was not the smartest thing to do. Not that she had a lot of things to do…

Suddenly she heard the bell ring and cursed whoever was behind the door. Even with a closed bedroom door on the second floor, her son's sensitive ears could hear every single noise downstairs and she had spent almost an hour trying to make him to sleep. She sighed again and opened the door, raising an eyebrow at the strange visit she received.

"Hey Bulma, is this a bad time?" said the guy noticing her appearance.

"Krillin! No, not at all… come in." she replied stepping aside so he could enter the house. She closed the door after her old friend entered and they both made their way towards the living room.

"It sure is quiet here…" said Krillin glancing around suspiciously. Bulma noticed this and gave him a small smile.

"Actually, my mom and dad are on vacation, Trunks is asleep and Vegeta… well I haven't seen him today, not that I actually see him all the time. He's not been himself lately and I don't know what's going on with him. He's been like this since Cell's defeat."

"Yeah, Trunks told me something about that, saying that he had retired from fighting. What the hell was that about?"

"How do I know?" said Bulma opening the fridge and grabbing 2 cans of sodas "Usually he would reply to all of my insults, but he doesn't bother with that anymore. He has a new routine: wake up, stay in his room, come down during meals, ignore everyone and go back to the safe confines of his bedroom. So, what can I help you with?" finished Bulma handing him his beverage. Krillin opened the can and sighed, glancing around the room nervously. Everywhere except Bulma's face. She raised an eyebrow at his strange behavior 'What's wrong with him? Why is everyone so out of character lately?'

"Well…" said Krillin blushing deeply.

"Spit it out already. You're driving me nuts, all of you." said Bulma with her trademark 'hands on hips' pose, scowling. Krillin gulped and started to sweat.

"Gosh Bulma, you're starting to look like Vegeta."

"Well then, you should know better than to piss me off."

"Okay, here's the thing… I came for some tips…" said Krillin nervously.

Bulma's features softened at his words. "Dating tips? What for? I mean, I'm not the best person around to ask advice about dating… my relationships have been going downhill. My first boyfriend, the one I dated for over 10 years cheated on me and then I set eyes on Vegeta. Okay, he never cheated on me but then again, we were never an item. That should say something don't you think?"

"But Bulma, you have a son with him. This is why I'm asking you, not because of your experiences, but because you're the only one who can understand me right now. You see, there's this girl…"

"What girl Krillin?"

"Well, android 18…" said the ex monk in a quiet voice.

Bulma raised an eyebrow. "What was that? I didn't hear what you said Krillin. Care to repeat?"

"Android 18! I want you to give me dating tips about android 18!" said Krillin almost shouting, his cheeks crimson red.

Bulma narrowed her eyes dangerously at him. Didn't the idiot know she had a baby sleeping?! As if on cue, Trunks' crying voice was heard on the baby monitor and Bulma got even angrier. "Excellent Krillin, go on and shout!" she said heading upstairs.

The monk sighed. Was he that hopeless that he had come to Bulma Briefs, none other than Bulma Briefs to ask for dating tips?! And now she was pissed off about him waking Trunks up. After what seemed an eternity, he glanced at the clock. Bulma had been gone for about 30 minutes so he got up ready to leave. Just as he was about to open the door, he heard her footsteps.

"Where do you think you're going?! I thought you wanted dating tips!" said Bulma with baby Trunks on her arms. He seemed to be chewing something, very frustrated. There was no denying that kid was Vegeta's.

"Well, you weren't coming back so I thought I should leave." replied Krillin grinning sheepishly. Bulma sighed and headed towards the living room.

"I was trying to put this little guy back to sleep but he's a stubborn one. I don't think he gets that from my side of the family!"

"Yeah, sure… you're not stubborn… not at all…" muttered the bald fighter with his hands in his pockets.

"I heard that. I'm not that stubborn! He gets that from his ad, not from me. Just the other day he tried to walk, my perfect little boy." She said cooing at baby Trunks who was still chewing on his toy. After getting very angry that he couldn't break it, he threw the toy away, which landed upon a vase, breaking it in the process. Bulma sighed and put him down on the floor, while he started to half crawl half walk towards his toys. "So, what do you want from me?" she asked sitting down on her couch, next to Krillin. "You want dating tips from me because…"

"Because you had a fling with someone that used to be a bad, bad guy and I want to date someone that used to be a killer android. We're both on the same boat."

"It's not like we dated, you know… Vegeta and I. It didn't last long, but I don't regret it."

"What exactly happened between you two Bulma?"

"I don't know. One moment we were fighting like there was no tomorrow and the next… well you know. Until he left and went to train in space. He came back a few months later and reality hit him harder that a sparring session with Goku: he was going to be a father. Needless to say, he freaked out and there was little to no interaction between us after that. It didn't help that I gave birth to Trunks when my parents weren't here. If you want him to freak out, make him face a pregnant woman. And f there was little interaction before Trunks' birth, after his birth we didn't even talk."

"Sounds complicated." said Krillin sighing.

"It was. But I wish we could go back to that again. It's better than talking to someone who won't reply. As for android 18, I don't know what she's like."

"Well, she's distant and cold with the world. She's a little bit arrogant at times though."

"Sounds like my own pain in the ass." Replied Bulma chuckling, which made Krillin laugh.

"If you say so."

"Look, there's no formula to deal with those types. What matter are little things, actions speak more than words, you know. Just… give her some time but don't leave her alone. Try to get under her skin without being too clingy or annoying. Go with the flow, no strategy. That's all I can say."

"You were helpful, thanks. Have you talked to Chichi lately?"

"I did in fact, just the other day. She's still coping with her pregnancy and Goku's death, Gohan's freaked out behavior, not to mention he's a preteen. I think I'll go pay her a visit later. Trunks would love spending time with Gohan."

"He's cute." replied Krillin pointing at Trunks.

"Of course he is, are you forgetting who his parents are?" she said smirking proudly. "He's cute and smart, just like his mommy, aren't you baby?"

Trunks raised his eyes towards Bulma and gave her a huge grin, as if he understood her every word.

"I should get going." said Krillin giving her a small smile. "I have a lot of work to do."

"Don't get me started on that one. I'm still dealing with that guy upstairs. Let's see if he'll finally grace me with his reply today!" she replied winking and laughing. Krillin laughed too and after giving Trunks' a pat on his head, earning the baby's smile, he left Bulma on her own with her thoughts. "Come on baby, let's get you dressed up, we're going to see Gohan and auntie Chichi. Don't you love that?"

Trunks grinned in approval as they both headed towards his nursery. Though they missed a pair of obsidian eyes watching them carefully…