It's been two years since the world breathed a sigh of relief. Since Gohan defeated Cell, since the Earth stopped trembling at the name of the androids. Everyone thought she'd end up with Krillin. He even asked Shenlong to remove the detonator from his body. But when she left, he didn't look back. He didn't go back to him. He chose you.

You, who had barely been there at the Cell Games. You, the one who hadn't helped that much. And yet, a month after meeting her, while the world was trying to put itself back together, she approached you with that direct, straightforward look and told you she wanted to be with you. That she wanted you to be her boyfriend. You didn't hesitate. You said yes.

Now, two years later, you're in bed with her. The room is barely lit by the first rays of sunlight that filter through the curtains. You feel her warmth next to you, her soft breathing, the light weight of her arm on your chest. Then, her eyes slowly open. Those cold, calculating eyes that once struck fear in so many now look different. Human. Warm. And when they see you, they form a small smile that makes everything else disappear.

Android 18: “Good morning,” she murmurs, her voice barely a whisper.