Author's Notes- Hey guys, new chapter here! So it's no secret that I like to read about the characters that are major players in this fic. You may have noticed I haven't talked about Seventeen a whole lot so far. One of the main appeals of a fic that involves Androids Seventeen and Eighteen is the idea of the two being different, but roughly equal in terms of being likeable and such. That's why I wanted Cut to warm up to them separately and not at the same time. But sometimes Seventeen ends up being less likeable all around. So what I did for this is put him with some of his classic flaws (jealous, overconfident, too laid back, etc.) with story related reasons for some of the ones he's less known for, and still have him be relateable and likeable, in a completely different way than Eighteen. That's what the focus of this chapter is going to be. And I'm going to have fun doing it. Enjoy!

I don't own any of the characters or anything, except for my OC's. Also, I am having the charcters use their moves from the video games.

Cut: Super Saiyan

Chapter 7- How to Handle An Unruly Seventeen

I felt a warm and fuzzy feeling inside as I snuggled up with Eighteen, our arms around each other as we watched some television. I closed my eyes and relaxed, basking in her warmth. She was surprisingly warm. I could have fallen asleep that way, but I just happened to crack open one of my eyes for a second.

My mood darkened a bit when my view landed on the man sitting on the other couch, glaring at the television. His long black hair didn't quite hide the hateful look in his eyes. Why did he have to be like that? It was a few months after my battle with Trunks, and since then, Seventeen had protested nonstop about me being with his sister. I was highly annoyed with him. I stood up.

"I'm going to sleep now." I told Eighteen. She smiled and nodded.

The next day, I went out to eat breakfast. The androids hadn't decimated the city that they were staying in, fortunately. I tried to protect people, but the ones who were dead had no use for currency, so I had taken it from some of the victims. And I was using some to get meals for myself. I was coming back from such a trip when I heard the two arguing again.

"You're always being so immature, Seventeen!" I heard Eighteen shouting. I figured because he was being difficult about us being together.

"How does what I want to wear make me immature?" He shouted back.

"Because you wear the same thing all the time! Have you even changed your outfit once since we've been activated?"

"Why does it matter? Why can't you let me wear what I want to wear?"

"Because I'm embarrassed to be seen in public with you when you do that!"

"It's okay if your boyfriend wears the same thing all the time, though, isn't it?"

"Will you shut up about him? He doesn't have anything else to wear."

"Neither do I, but you always want to drag me to the store and make me wear something I don't want to wear!"

"It's called changing clothes, Seventeen. Every normal person does it!"

"Since when are we normal people?"

I snuck to my room, laughing at Seventeen's misfortune. His sister could be really difficult when she wanted to be. Come to think of it, although she owned (stole) a lot of different outfits, she never went out wearing anything other than the one I first saw her in. I made a mental note to ask her about that later.

It was about a month after that when the three of us were in their living quarters again, and I hadn't gotten breakfast just yet.

"I'm going to blow things up. You coming, sis?" Seventeen said.

"No, I have other things to do." She responded.

"Ugh. You just want to spend all your time with this loser here who's too chicken to even kill anyone!" Seventeen shouted.

I had really gotten fed up with him. That comment was the last straw. I was going to get to the bottom of this one way or another. You see, the news unfortunately did catch my fight with Trunks, and now they're asking if I'm one of the bad guys. The only way to get back on track was to be seen fighting the androids and saving people. A perfect excuse to go punch Seventeen out. Man, he was going to get a surprise when he went out today.

"For your information, Seventeen, I'm going shopping. Come on, Cut." Eighteen said to me. Waiting for hours while she tried things on wasn't my idea of fun any more than it was her brother's.

"Whatever!" Seventeen spat as he flew away.

"Actually, may I be excused? I was going to cook myself a meal at the resteraunt." I asked her.

"Okay. Just meet me back here when I get back." She said, walking out the door.

After getting some breakfast, it wasn't hard to find where Seventeen was destroying a city, since the radio in the place that I ate at was on. I was pointed in the right direction by a civilian and I flew straight there.

Upon finding Seventeen just as he was about to blow up a car full of terrified humans, I kicked him in the face and sent him flying. He crawled out of the rubble of the building he was knocked into and glared at me.

"What do you think you're doing?" He asked angrily.

"Saving these people!" I declared loudly. I heard cheers from the terrified onlookers, who then scrambled to escape the mayhem.

"What?!" Seventeen shouted. I phased in front of him.

"I am sick and tired of you giving me a hard time. Maybe after I teach you a lesson, you can show some respect." I told him, powering up to Super Saiyan at full power. He laughed.

"Excuse me? Are you challenging me to a fight? I think someone forgot how weak they are." He said with an air of arrogance.

"We shall see." I said, punching him in the nose, sending him flying yet again.

This time, I chased after him and hit him again. I saw him catch himself, halting in midair. I still went for a third strike when he used an explosive wave to stop my assault. He then came up and threw a punch to my face, which connected. I was slammed into the ground.

I hopped back up just as he was landing on the ground. I fired a full power energy wave at him. I saw it contact him, but when the dust cleared, he was revealed to have used a barrier to protect himself from the blast.

I thought of an old physical punch and kick combo that I hadn't used since I transformed into a Super Saiyan. I rushed at him, punching him three times in the face. He tried to use his barrier again, but it had weak spots that couldn't take punches, so it didn't really work against physical assaults. I then jumped up and kicked him repeatedly. Then I landed back on the ground and punched him repeatedly, using both fists. I finished the combo off by folding my hands together and slamming him away and to the ground horizontally, completing the devastating strike. He bounced on the ground since we were so close to it. Once he was on the ground, I fired another full power energy wave at him, which connected and blew him even further away.

When he got up, his clothes were more tattered than I'd ever seen them, but he still didn't look to be in serious trouble. Still, I was doing much better than the last time I fought them. I must be getting stronger due to being a full blooded Saiyan.

"You're not bad." He said. "But, don't get carried away."

He rushed at me again. To be less predictable, I flew back, attacking him with a continuous blast volley, but he used his barrier to shield himself again. He also quickly caught up to me despite me trying to keep my distance.

"Too slow!" He said, punching me in the chin. I went flying, and he phased in front of me and hit me again. He flew around like a bumblebee, bouncing me around two more times with midair charge attacks. The third time, I tired to turn the tables on him and interrupt his attack with a punch, but he phased away.

"Over here!" He said, coming for another charge. I quickly ended his assault with an explosive wave. I then phased in front of him and pounded him to the ground with my fist.

"Now who's too slow?" I taunted.

He came at me again. He punched me, and I saw that he was leading into a combo so I interrupted by punching him back. We then exchanged blows at high speed in a crazy rush, but I was unable to keep up with him and quickly overwhelmed. After I took a majority of the blows, he finished his assault with a kick that sent me into a building. I recovered and rose up into the air, ready to retaliate, when I saw Seventeen gathering energy.

"I'm going to beat you like a rug!" He said, as he raised his hands, which were glowing green. "Take this!"

He released a huge wave of energy at me. I thought I would be able to dodge it, but the attack was too wide. The green energy hit me and I felt like my skin was being fried. The attack left me crashing to the ground, no longer in Super Saiyan form. I couldn't continue the battle. Seventeen looked at me for a second, then decided he was done.

"See you at home, loser!" He said, taking off. But he stopped and turned around, adding one more thing before he flew away. "Don't worry. If you get stronger, I'll fight you again."

After that, he left. I decided to stay there for a few minutes and get my energy back. When I got up, I wandered into a convenience store. I was very thirsty.

"Excuse me, may I please have a drink?" I said. I was about to pull out currency.

"Sure, take all you like. It's the least we can do after you saved us from that android." The worker there said. I chugged one bottle of delicious juice and took three more with me.

I got to the living quarters and placed the juice in the refrigerator, which had nothing else in it. Then I went to shower and put on another suit, identical to the one I had on. When I got downstairs after that, Seventeen was there, though it appeared that Eighteen was still out shopping. I stomped up to him.

"Let me guess, you're upset that you lost that fight?" Seventeen sneered.

"I don't care about that." I said. "Why do you keep acting like this? What have I ever done to you? Why do you want to ruin things for me? TELL ME WHY!"

Yea, I was extremely frustrated and I wanted him to know it.

"What did you ever do to me?" Seventeen mocked. "You're taking my sister from me, that's what! We used to do everything together before you came along!"

"Taking her from you? Are you serious?! If I'm not mistaken, a brother and a sister can never have a romantic relationship! You're acting as if I 'stole your girl' or something!" I shouted.

"It's not like that!" He defended.

"Then what is it like?" I asked heatedly.

"Before we were turned into androids, the world was cruel to us. You know everyone saw Dr. Gero kidnap us? Everyone saw him drag us to his lab, but no one did anything about it. They decided that because we were 'delinquents' that we deserved whatever he was going to do to us. So when we had a lot of power, of course we made the humans pay for what they willingly let happen to us. That's why we kill humans, because we hate them. But the one thing we've always had was each other. And now that you're here, I'm going to end up the one thing I never wanted to be: alone."

"You always would have eventually needed a mate of some sort." I said.

"Did you hear what I said? Everyone's afraid of us, and they hate us! You're not because you're a Saiyan and you didn't have any ties to the people we killed-"

"I cared about Gohan, you know."

"But you were willing to forgive. But me, I'll never find anyone who can look past what we've done the way you do!" Seventeen exclaimed, close to tears.

"This is why it doesn't pay to terrorize people who are weaker than you." I said.

Admittedly, this was an upsetting situation he was in. And he didn't seem like that bad of a guy up until he started trying to sabotage me.

"Also, why did you not kill me earlier? You certainly could have finished me off." I asked, wanting to find more reason to not hate him.

"Two reasons. One, you make my sister happy, and she would never speak to me again if I killed you. And two, the fight with you was honestly the most fun I've had in years." He said.

"I actually feel the same. Why don't you and your sister ever have a match?"

"She never wants to! She says it would get her clothes dirty, and that if we started fighting it would never stop." He explained.

"Yea, I've wanted to train with her, but she doesn't do it often. And when she does, I can't move for at least five days." I said with a chuckle.

"Maybe... I can spar with you sometime?" Seventeen asked.

"I would, but I thought you wanted to get rid of me." I said with a smile.

"Well maybe not if you make yourself useful." He said.

"I suppose that can be arranged. Now about finding a mate, perhaps you should craft some sort of disguise and find a venue to meet women. I assume you prefer women, yes?"

"Well, yes, but how can I disguise myself?"

I thought about that. It could be tough, but it shouldn't be impossible.

"I know you wouldn't want to, but you would have to change your usual outfit." I suggested.

"What, you too? Why am I the only one that gets the idea of having one outfit that I always like to wear?" He said frustratedly.

"Actually I understand that. I always wanted to wear the suit that I had when I came to this planet, with the armor, all the time. The only reason I don't have it on now is because it was destroyed in a fight." I explained.

"By my sister?" Seventeen asked, amused.

"Yes." I replied sheepishly. "Anyway, I merely suggested the change of clothes so as to help provide a good disguise. You would also need to cut your hair-"

"I don't think I need a mate anytime soon." Seventeen cut in. Apparently he really didn't want to cut his hair.

"Well, when you do, let me know. I would think this planet has a few dancing clubs I can find." I told him.

"You know, Cut, I misjudged you. You're all right." Seventeen said with a smile.

"I'm glad to... excuse me but is that a video game system?" I asked, eying the electronic device in the corner. I had never noticed it before.

"Yeah, why?" He asked.

"I didn't know this planet had video games! I would... like to play. Can I?" I asked shyly.

"Wow, you would? Finally, someone who likes to play video games. Beating the computer gets so boring." Seventeen cheered.

So we ended up playing for a couple of hours. We were taking a break from the game when we heard the front door. A few seconds later, Eighteen came holding a pile of clothes so big that we could only see her legs. We both burst out laughing.

"You two didn't kill each other? Who are you and what have you done with my brother?" She asked, dropping the pile of clothes and looking at Seventeen.

"We worked things out." He answered. I was still giggling.

"What are you laughing at, Cut?" She demanded.

"You just looked so funny..." I couldn't finish because I kept laughing. She glared.

"Come here, you!" She said in playful fury, coming to grab me and start an impromptu pretend wrestling match. Seventeen just watched us with a smile.

From then on, Seventeen was more like a sparring partner. I loved to fight while he was about to kill some people because it showed that I was protecting the innocent, and Seventeen liked it too because it spiced things up for him.

Fighting with Seventeen wasn't nearly as tough as fighting with Eighteen was. Part of it was that I had gotten stronger. But also, it was the way Seventeen fought. Eighteen would often deal physical body blows to my stomach, back, sides, and even groin, which would leave me wounded in some cases for up to a week and a half. But Seventeen, all of his physical blows were to the face.

As I got to know him, I realized that this was because while his sister was more of a careful person and liked to strategize, he had more of a laid back approach to things. He figured 'I'm the strongest guy here, so who cares about being strategic?'. This allowed me to put up more of a fight against him. They were still stronger than me, but thanks to my Saiyan blood, it was no longer by too much.

The only way he'd ever knock me out was with the green blast he'd used on me the day I confronted him. I think he called it a Super Electric Strike or something. Sometimes I was able to avoid it, but most of the times I couldn't. Still, he ended up being a really fun opponent to go up against, and I could tell the feeling was mutual.

It was about two months after I confronted Seventeen that I was in the resteraunt I cooked in, preparing lunch. I heard footsteps and could sense a familiar ki signal approaching.

"Cut, you're alive! I have returned. It is good to see you, my friend!" The person exclaimed. I turned around with a warm smile.

"Welcome back, Nomu." I said. I was glad to have him back, now all I had to do was explain the situation to him.

Author's Notes- I am getting these done so much faster than I thought. Anyway, so that's the end of the chapter. I hope you guys feel that I did Seventeen justice. There's going to be a little more about the topic of what to do with Seventeen a bit later, though. The next chapter will show Nomu's journey to Namek and what he's been through. Reviews are appreciated and stay tuned!

Next Time: Nomu's journey to Namek doesn't go as smoothly as he thought. Will he be able to overcome the dangers that await him and Chi Chi? (Well, obviously he does, but find out how)