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Chapter 4:

It seemed like he had never left. As if Goku had always been part of this family. Toru and Goku were two alike, babbling on about dreams and ambitions. Both with the mind of a child. But there was one problem. Toru was a child. Goku wasn't. It annoyed Pan, more than anything. It angered her, that he was able to be *liked* so easily. Toru had no idea. Toru hated the non existing grandfather. The one Pan talked about, the one who everyone missed. That was the Goku Toru hated. But this Goku, the real one, was too nice to be hated. It was too easy to like him and not to hold any grudges against him. Why was it so hard to hate Goku?

"So it's that easy, huh?"

Goku looked up, still laughing. His youngest grandson was just like Gohan, he could tell. Innocent, smart, adorable and funny. His granddaughter, however, looked serious. Hurt, or was it angry?

"Pan, honey," Videl tried, but Pan shook her head.

"No mom! No! He doesn't deserve this! He can't just walk in and expect all the love from Toru!"

Goten looked at his niece, knowing that deep inside he agreed. But it was typically Pan to blurt it all out, all at once, all at the wrong time. Toru stared at his sister.

It didn't seem fair to him. This guy, his grandfather, didn't seem all that bad. Maybe he had been too nice. Maybe, for Pans sake, he should have been distant. But he had been waiting for this man his entire life. And this man seemed like a *very* nice grandfather. Couldn't she have waited just a little while?

Pan noticed the accusing look on her brother's face and sighed. She looked at Goku.

"See what I did? I ruined this moment for my little brother. " she stamped her feet and ignored the confused looks she got.

"Dammit Grandpa, you managed to make me look like a little kid!"

Goku was speechless. He never realized that Pan would be so hurt. But she wasn't the only one. No one tried to interrupt. Secretly, they all agreed. Especially Goten and even Gohan.

"Should I go?" he asked softly, but she sighed, exchanging painful looks with Goten.

"No," she replied, shaking her head. "Of course not. I'll be the one leaving."

The girl kept shaking her head and left. Nothing but a painful silence was the only thing that kept Toru from whining. And Pan stepped outside, wondering where she should go. What was the point in leaving? She had to face him at some point. Going back to her grandmother wasn't an option. Bothering Bulma was impossible, because she was at work, or on her way here. Pan wished things were back to when she was 4. Just after Goku left, they all thought he would return in a year or so. Everyone was happy, back then. They were their usual self. Little Pan was good friends with Bura, and they both looked up to Marron, who was their favorite babysitter. Everything changed after they realized Goku wasn't coming back. And Pan wasn't good friend with Bura anymore. Bura would be one of the last person she'd go to, in times like these.

Pan snorted. She didn't need anyone, she needed to be alone. She kept that thought in mind as she crossed the street. But then she suddenly froze. A car almost hit the girl, but she didn't bother to look up. She felt something. Pan hadn't been paying much attention to her training, or ignored it, but she could recognize a ki anywhere. And she was sure she recognized Uubu's. He was nearby. He was back. And he wasn't alone. She gritted her teeth and turned around, ignoring the curses from the nearby drivers.

The guy had the nerve to come back.

Was that what Goku described him so many times? The eyes, cold and emotionless. The looks, perfect, but unreal. The expression, challenging, yet evil. It was exactly like his sensei had told him.

He remembered how Goku went on about those two.

Flashback

"I don't understand how someone can *make* people, like that."

"Me neither, but at that time, they were pretty impressive!"

"But isn't it true that the one they call Cell ate them?"

"No no no, he didn't eat them, he absorbed both of them! But after Gohan, you remember, my son, defeated him, Eighteen,"

"The girl?"

"Yes, Eighteen the girl, chose to live with Krillin."

"And what about the other?"

"He disappeared in the woods. I *think* he still lives on his own, these days."

"Isn't he evil? Shouldn't you have defeated him, for good?"

"I'm not like that, Uubu." Goku's voice sounded stern all of the sudden. "And you shouldn't be like that either."

End

It had to be him. But what was it doing here? Uubu tilted his head and narrowed his eyes at the strange sight. The android was talking to a small group. He thought them to be a family, considering the two females looked like mother and daughter, and the third was definitely an older man, a father. Two blondes, and a short man, to be exact. His curiosity caused him to walk over to the group and try to catch their conversation.

One of the blonde girls was slightly older, but her looks were still perfect. She gave a dull look and placed a hand on her hip. She tried to look sure of herself, but it wasn't convincing. It was almost as if she was confused. As if she did not know what to do.

The younger girl, who was the spitting image of the other, stood next to her with her arms crossed. She shook her head and glared at the being he identified as an android. She tried to look certain of herself, but she failed. He could tell she was a bit nervous.

Didn't he know them from somewhere? He had never seen the young girl before, but the man, who had gray hair and a mustage, reminded him of someone, from long ago. From when he met Goku, as a young boy. Wasn't this Krillin, the best friend Goku always spoke of?

Flashback

"And he's that little black haired man you said goodbye to?"

"Yes, his name is Krillin. He's my best friend, has been for years! We grew up together, and faced every enemy possible together."

"Is he like you, a  Saiyan?"

"No, Krillin is just human, but one of the strongest. He has a gift, like you do. Do you have a best friend, Uubu?"

"Yes Goku-san, you."

End

Uubu was very confused by the sudden appearance of the group. To him, all of this felt incredibly strange and he wondered why. He approached them even more, and this time, he could hear what they were saying. The adult blonde spoke with a toneless voice.

"Just go away Seventeen?" the woman said.

She was indeed pretty, but Uubu still thought she seemed different. They all felt tense, but didn't seem to be afraid of the android. And when Uubu heard how she called him, he was sure of it, this *was* Android Seventeen. Why did the woman ask him to leave? Wasn't she afraid?

The guy had long black hair which fell over his muscular shoulders. He wore a black shirt on a pair of dirty jeans. Earrings decorated his inhuman face. A pair of icy blue eyes stared at the woman in front of him, who'd asked him to leave. Then, suddenly, the eyes turned on Uubu.

The black haired android noticed the young man in the air. Ubuu continued to stare at the android until this one raised a brown. This caused the other heads to turn around as well. Uubu shook up and felt his cheeks redden. He grinned nervously and looked at Krillin, in the hope he would recognize him. The old man did.

"Hey! Isn't that the boy Goku left with?" he asked hesitatingly.

The blonde woman narrowed her eyes. "You mean that kid from the tournament?" she asked, shortly.

The girl next to her nodded. "I remember him. He looks the same. I think it is."

Suddenly, Seventeen spoke for the first time.

"Listen sis, I didn't come here to meet new friends." he said.

The blonde woman turned around, so Uubu assumed she was the sister the android spoke of. This raised more questions.

Were they related? Were they both androids? Then why was Krillin around them? He decided to speak, asking the first and most important question of all.

"Who is that guy?" he asked, frowning.

"I'm Super Seventeen." the android replied dully. "Why?"

To Uubu's surprise, the tone of the android wasn't threatening. He sounded bored, uninterested. And his answer confused the young man even more. Not just Android Seventeen. He referred to himself as *Super* Seventeen. What on earth was going on here?

"This is just a warning. She's coming."

Vegeta walked in slowly and crossed his arms with a smirk. Everyone looked at him with surprise and confusion. Goten was the first to respond.

"Vegeta, what are you talking about?"

Vegeta snorted and looked at the so called World Champion.

"As a Champion, should you not have felt this sooner?"

Obviously, the young man had no idea what Vegeta was talking about. No one had, he could tell. He laughed shortly.

"You realize this reunion is not complete without -"

"VEGETA! NOT SO FAST!"

From behind him he could hear Bulma panting and entering the room. Vegeta frowned at the woman, but she just glared at him.

"I know you're trying to warn them, but you should have waited for me!" she said.

"I could have." he nodded.

Bulma rolled her eyes and and turned to Goku.

"You!"

"Bulma!"

For the first time Goku and Bulma noticed each other. Old friends met again. Bulma's eyes filled up with tears and she walked up to embrace her best friend. Goku returned the hug cheerfully, glad that at least Bulma didn't blame him for anything.

She pulled back and looked at him. "You stupid ape. You guys just won't age, huh?!" she laughed. Goku shrugged. "I guess not! I haven't exactly looked in a mirror. For about.. 13 years.." he said.

The blue haired woman nodded. And then her smile disappeared. Quickly exchanging a grin with Vegeta she turned back to Goku and smacked him in the face.

"You IDIOT! Baka! You don't realize what you have done, do you?!"

"Ouch! Bulmaa!"

"Goku! You.. are so.. YOU!!" she started.

Vegeta sighed and pulled his mate back.

"Woman, calm down" he ordered, but the evil grin on his face showed he was enjoying this.

Goku rubbed his cheek and gave a painful expression.

"Bulma. I didn't think you would.."

"Not me? " she interrupted.

"It's always ME who has to contact YOU. You always seem to forget about ME, and the entire world for that matter. Sometimes you're even worse than Vegeta, if possible!!"

Gohan, Videl, Goten and Toru just watched the two friends. Toru was still surprised by the reaction of Bulma. He still wasn't used to the temper of the woman. And while he continued to stare at Bulma, his gaze wandered off to Vegeta, as well.

He always thought Vegeta to be the coolest man on earth. Too bad he never payed attention to him. He watched the Saiyan Prince who seemed to enjoy this strange happening. Suddenly he seemed to have had enough. He shook his head, ignoring his schreaming wife and turned around.

"Anyone interested in leaving these two alone, follow me." he sighed.

Toru saw his father and uncle exchanging a look and following Vegeta. He understood they were more than willing to leave Goku and Bulma alone, and Toru realized it would be better to leave as well.

They carefully walked around Goku and Bulma.

Goku, who didn't know whether to smile because his good friend hadn't changed a bit, or cry because she was also mad at him. And Bulma, who wanted to hug the ignorant guy because she had missed him so much, and kill him because he was an idiot. They compromised. It was like old times.

"Right. Enough of this, I don't trust him, mom" the young girl suddenly spoke.

The mother, who had also been called sister, nodded. "Shut it, Marron. He's my brother." she said, but her voice didn't sound very convincing.

Uubu walked up to the group. "He is an android, right?" he asked.

Super Seventeen rolled his eyes. "Bingo, ding ding ding."

Uubu softly growled at this mockery. He didn't like to be made fun off.

Krillin placed his hand on Marrons arm.

"Honey, easy now. Let your mother and ..er, uncle, talk things over." Krillin paused.

"That is, if you're here to talk." he continued, turning to 17.

"He'd better be." a new voice added.

Uubu looked behind him, only to face Pan. The 17 year old girl walked slowly passed Ubuu, glaring at him. He stepped back, not sure what to do or say. What was she doing here?

Pan ignored Ubuu and turned to Super Seventeen.

"So tell us, why *are* you here?"