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Chichi and father sat at the end of a table. Gohan and Eighteen were at the other end. They had arrived at the lookout a short time ago, and Mr. Popo had showed them this room.

"Alright…I'll start from the beginning," said Gohan. "But first, what did Seventeen tell you?"

Taking a deep breath to calm down, Chichi began retelling what Seventeen had told her. "He said that Eighteen saved you, and took you away somewhere so she could rape you. However, instead of just raping and killing you, she made you her slave, brainwashing you. He then attack and tried to kill you because he felt you were coming between him and her."

"Well…that's partly true," said Gohan, sharing a brief glance with Eighteen before turning back to his mother and grandfather.

Eighteen took over. "I took Gohan after I beat him in a battle. I had made sure to knock him out instead of killing him with my attacks. I then tricked my brother and secretly carried him away to a place that my brother didn't know about. I wanted to rape him, but I didn't."

"I guess that's the part where Seventeen's story becomes slander," said Chichi.

Gohan nodded and took over the story. "I couldn't escape, so I decided to mess with her head. She became angry, and began to show human emotions. I thought that maybe…she could be human. She later told me that she was actually a cyborg. Originally she was a human, but then Gero turned her and her brother into cyborgs."

Chichi turned to Eighteen for confirmation. When she received an affirmative nod, she began to understand where this was going. A sly grin formed on her face. "I think I know where this is going. You and Gohan slowly grew close, and she let you go. You lied to us because you didn't think we'd understand, am I correct?"

Looking at each other with dumfounded expressions, the two looked back and nodded. "Wow mom," said Gohan. "I didn't expect you to figure it out so easily."

Crossing her arms, Chichi gave them a triumphant look. "I know you Gohan. Do think you can hide it from me." She and the Ox King chuckled when they saw the light blush creeping across Gohan's face. "So when can I expect grandchildren?"

"Mom!" Gohan face turned bright red, as Eighteen's eyes widened in shock. He then cleared his throat, to bring things back to a serious note. "We have a problem though. Seventeen, as you know, doesn't approve of this, and is currently searching for me. I should be able to handle him when I'm at full strength, but Korin said that I wouldn't be for a few hours. So until then, he's the most powerful force on the planet."

"Don't worry Gohan. I'm sure the world can last a few hours," said the Ox King.

Gohan let out a sigh. There was one question left to ask. "Mom…I know you and grandpa want me to settle down and have a family, but how do you really feel about me and Eighteen? You seem like you're happy for me, but I want to know how you really feel."

Chichi was taken aback by her son's words. She felt happy that he had found someone to love, but at the same time, felt uneasy about whom he had found. Had she not been influenced emotionally by the androids' reign of terror, she would've immediately yelled out her disapproval. The Chichi that sat before her son was a changed woman, being more calm and willing to listen to others, knowing well that the current moment could be her last chance to have a fond memory with them.

However it was her father, the Ox King, who spoke up first. "Gosh Gohan…I'm just shocked at the turn of events. Using Vegeta and Piccolo as examples, I can easily understand a bad person becoming a good guy. I just never expected anything like this, especially since I thought Seventeen and Eighteen were pure androids, and that reprogramming them was the only way to make them change. I don't really know what to think, and I can't say that I've let my guard down around her, but since she does have a human mind and human soul, I think there's a chance that this could work out."

Gohan couldn't help but smile. His grandfather's answer was levelheaded and filled with the wisdom he had gained over his long life. "Thank you grandpa. I can't blame you for anything. I'm just glad that you're open to all this and haven't just written it off as impossible."

With her father having stated his opinion, Chichi gained more confidence in her own. "I can't say that this is the woman I had in mind for you son. I can say that I know you love her. I can see it in your body language, and I'm happy for you. Like my dad, I'm a bit uneasy about all this, but I don't want to get in the way of any relationship that you two could have, if it's possible. Gohan, just be careful, and don't rush into things too quickly, especially since I'm not going to stop you on this one. You're a grown man, and I know that you can do what's right for you and this planet."

"Thanks mom," replied Gohan.

Mr. Popo then came running into the room with urgent news. "Sorry to interrupt your conversation, but there's something you need to know Gohan. It's Seventeen! He's heading for West City!"

"What?" Gohan abruptly stood up. "I have to get Bulma and Trunks out of there!" He said goodbye to everyone before turning super saiyan and rushing out of the room.

"I'm coming too!" Eighteen rushed after him.

"Don't come! I don't want to put you in danger! Besides, Trunks won't come with me if you're there too. I'm sorry Eighteen, but it's best if I go alone. I can carry them both by myself."

"But-" Eighteen was stopped by a hand on her shoulder, and turned around to see Chichi.

"I normally wouldn't get in the way of any help for Gohan, but I'm confident in his judgment. Go on Gohan, I trust that you know what you're doing." When Gohan was gone, she gave Eighteen a sincere look. "Don't worry. Even if Gohan has to fight Seventeen, you'll have enough time to get there and help out. Besides, I need to ask you something that I couldn't ask in front of Gohan."

Eighteen gulped, she wasn't afraid of Chichi in any sense, but hoped that the older woman didn't have any objections she wanted to share. She followed Chichi to a place out of Mr. Popo and the Ox King's earshot and patiently waited for the questions.

"I said I wouldn't have complete trust you immediately, but that doesn't mean I wont accept you into the family. I just need to know some important things. Firstly, have you ever seen Gohan cry?"

Her eyes widened as she recalled how open Gohan had been when he still thought she was Jackie. She had seen the soft underbelly that lay beneath the hardened warrior. "I have…and I've also cried in front of him."

"That's good," replied Chichi in a sincere tone. "It's important for a couple to be open with each other and care about each other's feelings. Men can cry too, though Goku didn't really have any sob stories or demons in his closet. Secondly. I need to know that he's your number one just as you should be to him. I know that I until Gohan was born, I thought of Goku as the most important person in the world, and he felt the same way about me. I wouldn't let anyone, even my father, talk badly about him. It's important that you put Gohan first, and I'm not just saying this because I'm his mother."

"I…I'm not really sure about that one. I do know that not so long ago, Seventeen went off the deep end and tried to force me to tell him where Gohan was. I knew he was on the lookout, but denied any knowledge to him. I even kneed him in the balls to escape him."

Chichi saw a spark of emotion in her eyes. This compelled her to hug the younger woman. "You poor thing. I couldn't imagine ever doing that to my father."

Eighteen was shocked, but accepted the hug. "Thanks…mom." She regretted saying that last words as Chichi pulled back and gave her a funny look. "Sorry, I just-"

"It's fine," replied Chichi was a sweet smile. "In fact, get used to calling me that."

Eighteen felt a warmth and comfort that she had never felt before. When she was with her brother, she could feel the love, but it was just them against everyone else. With Gohan, she felt just his love initially, but now she felt something more. She felt acceptance into a group, something she could never feel from just her brother. However, she also wished her brother could also enjoy the acceptance she now felt, and hoped that he would give in to reason.

Gohan was relieved when he saw West City intact, or at least with no extra damage done since the last time he had seen it. Thank god I'm not too late! I just hope they're willing to come with me before Seventeen gets here. The next place to go would be Kame House.

Trunks, immediately sensing his former mentor's presence, ran outside, followed by Bulma. "What do you want Gohan? Have you come to tell us another lie?"

"That's enough Trunks," said Bulma in a calmer tone. "Let's at least hear Gohan out." She then turned to Gohan and shot him a serious look. "Feel free to come down and talk, but it's only fair to warn you that I'll take anything you say with a grain of salt.

"Listen…I know I have a lot of explaining to do, but we can't talk here-"

"And why not?" Bulma was now glaring at Gohan. "Honestly, did you think I'd be willing to trust you after what Trunks saw? For all we know, you could be leading us to the androids. Maybe you even told them about my Time Machine project!"

"I'm serious Bulma. Seventeen is on his way here to kill you, and we have to get out of here."

"Isn't that convenient? You just so happen to be on our side after Trunks saw you in a lip-lock with that android, and now you think that you can lure us out of our home by telling us that Seventeen is coming here, to a city he hasn't really had an interest in. And why is it that you're not staying here to fight him. We're not the only people here."

Gohan felt trapped. Bulma wasn't as trusting as he had hoped. Her trust in his seemed to have shattered to easily. "You said you'd here me out."

"I will here you out, but I'll do it here, where I know the androids aren't coming to ambush us. How can I trust you Gohan. I want to believe that what my boy saw was a misunderstanding, but I can't just listen to you, and risk Trunks' on the chance that you haven't been brainwashed."

"It was a misunderstanding," replied Gohan. "I didn't have a chance to explain the truth to him."

"Which truth? The one where the locals save you, or where you were forced to fend for yourself? I'm sorry Gohan, but the complex web of lies you've lain shattered my trust. You kept us worrying, and when you did come, you told us half-truths or maybe even full-blown lies. How can we trust you, especially after we saw you kissing Android Eighteen on the lookout?"

Gohan had a crestfallen expression on his face. He knew his mother and grandfather were partial towards him, but Bulma wasn't going to give him the benefit of the doubt. Why? Why couldn't she trust me like she trusted my father? "Please Bulma, just trust me this once. I'll be taking both of you to the lookout."

Bulma shook her head. "Sorry Gohan, but we're not going anywhere until you come up with an explanation."

"Fine, I'll give you a short version and tell you the full story when we get there. It all started when-" Gohan turned super saiyan and deflected an oncoming blast. Oh no! He's here already?

Seventeen smirked broadly as he hovered above Capsule Corp. "So you've finally decided to come out of hiding Gohan. Good, because no I'll have the pleasure of killing you. And this time, I'll make sure you're dead!"

Bulma suddenly felt a wave of guilt. I shouldn't have grilled Gohan so hard. He was trying to save us, and now he has to fight Seventeen, but why didn't he just stay here to fight the android?

Gohan stepped away from the Capsule Corp. doorway in order to draw Seventeen's attention away from the building. "Get back, both of you. I'll try and hold him off. Get away if you see a chance."

Seventeen's eyes narrowed as he looked around Gohan. "Is she in there Gohan? Is Eighteen in there?"

"No Seventeen. She's somewhere else. Why don't we talk? It doesn't have to be this way."

Seventeen growled in anger. "You stole her from me!"

Gohan raised an eyebrow. "It's not as if she was your girlfriend. Why don't you go find one yourself, and leave her alone?'

"NO! I would never do something so despicable! We're androids! We can't go around with an inferior group like humans! We don't need anyone, only each other! That was, until you came along!"

"You forget Seventeen, you and Eighteen were once humans too, and Gero kidnapped you and turned you both into cyborgs. You're not true machines, just humans who've been horribly mutilated and given awesome power by a mad scientist."

Trunks, being a kid with less patience, hadn't been following along, but Bulma had been taking in their conversation. Is this what Gohan would've told us if we had come with him? I think I'm beginning to understand what's been going on.

"Shut up! SHUT UP!" Seventeen clutched his head, as if he had a massive headache. Then the laughter started, as Seventeen gave Gohan a sadistic grin. "She doesn't need you. She'll realize that when I kill you."

Gohan tried to block, but wasn't fast enough, and went flying into a nearby building. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was in an old office building, and behind him was a desk, which had broken his fall.

Seventeen rushed in after him, and picked Gohan up by the collar of his shirt. "You fool!" He punched Gohan in the lip, causing it to bleed. "Did you think you could cross Android Seventeen and get away with it!" Gohan's head jerked to the side, as he was it by another blow. "Did you think you could take my sister from me, and come between us?"

Gohan raised his arm and blocked another punch, he then used the momentum to lift his leg and land a kick on the side of Seventeen's head. This action didn't harm him much, but it did make him let go, allowing Gohan to gain some distance. Running through the hallways of the office, Gohan hoped that Seventeen would give chase instead of blowing the entire building up or switching over to Bulma and Trunks.

"I won't play games with you Gohan!" Seventeen let loose a barrage of ki blasts, which broke the building's many support beams, bringing the structure down.

Gohan flew out of the building to avoid losing his bearings in the collapse, but was sent to the ground with a sharp blow to the back. As he tried to get back up, he felt Seventeen's foot landing on his spine again, causing him to scream in pain.

Grabbing Gohan roughly by the hair, Seventeen began pummeling his face. "You stupid little boy! Do you really think Eighteen would have any interest in you besides your body?" A cruel grin formed as he thought of a few hurtful words. "She's a grown woman, and you're just a boy. If it weren't for that pretty little face of yours, she wouldn't give you so much as a passing glance. Don't kid yourself into thinking she cared for you in any other way."

Just then, Trunks landed a kick on the side of Seventeen's head, but despite being in his super saiyan form, he couldn't knock the android off his mentor. "Darn…this isn't good."

Dropping Gohan, Seventeen turned to Trunks with an ominous glare. "So you want to play kid? Here!" He sent Trunks flying into a building with a powerful punch. "Play with that!" Trunks crashed into a building and fell unconscious, immediately reverting to his normal form.

Satisfied with what he had done, Seventeen turned his attention back to Gohan, who had already started to get back up. "Please stop this Seventeen! Think about you siste-"

"Shut up! Don't pretend that you care about her more than I do! I am her brother, a lifelong companion and you're just a little monkey boy fling she's having."

"If I'm just a little fling, then why are you so keen to stop us?"

"You changed her! You made her forget who we are! You even made her think you were more important to her than I was!"

Gohan was about to say something, but flew back as Seventeen's fist connected with his jaw. He caught himself in the air and struggled to block Seventeen's relentless barrage of ki blasts. Seventeen rushed into through the barrage he had just fired, and kneed a surprised Gohan in the gut, causing him to double over. Seventeen then sent Gohan to the ground with a double-fisted smash.

Gohan's golden glow faded as he fell out of his super saiyan form. He was no unconscious and at the mercy of the deranged android. Seventeen loomed over his body with a cruel smirk. He extended his glowing hand, and was about to blast Gohan into oblivion when a well-aimed ki blast caught his attention, and he raised his arm to block it. The explosion that resulted from the contact obscured Seventeen's view, allowing Eighteen to snatch Gohan's body and carry him out of harm's way.

Seventeen waved his hand to get the dust out of his face. He maintained his smirk as he turned around to see his sister. "So you've come out of hiding Eighteen."

"I don't want to fight you Seventeen."

"I know you don't Eighteen, so why don't we get rid of that stupid boy who tried to split us apart."

"Gohan didn't try an split us apart. He's not a boy anymore either."

"Compared to us-"

"Compared to us, he's only Eighter years younger! There are couples with even larger age gaps out there! Oh and, in case you haven't noticed, he's grown into a mature eighteen-year old…no, he seems older and more mature than even that, while you've still the same bratty little brother you were back when we first escaped Gero!"

Seventeen clenched his fists angrily. "He's changed you. HE STOLE YOU FROM ME!" Rushing forward, he pinned Eighteen beneath him, causing Gohan's body to fall to the side. "COME BACK EIGHTEN! COME BACK TO ME!"

"He doesn't want to come between us! We're allowed to be with others and still maintained our friendship!" Eighteen struggled to break from, but wasn't strong enough.

"No! We only need each other! You don't need him! I'm the only one you need, and I'll prove it right now!"

Eighteen the felt something twitch down below. "NO! Seventeen! That better be a wrench-" She was silence as her brother forced his lips onto hers.

That last scene was just a spur of the moment idea. I think it really shows how far gone Seventeen is. Also, I know Chichi might seem out of Character, but this is Mirai Chichi, so I'm sure she's at least a partially changed woman.