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Chapter 4:

"Is that any of your business, then?" Seventeen asked, slyly.

"I'll make it my business." Pan snapped at him, walking towards the android.

She looked to her left, and faced Marron who didn't take her eyes of Seventeen. Pan was happy to see that the girl didn't trust the android, either.

So there they stood. Uubu, somewhat distant from the group. Super Seventeen and Pan, facing each other. And Krillin, 18 and Marron together, not sure what to do.

Suddenly, a small smile appeared on Seventeens face. It didn't seem right. It made him look even more unnatural. Pan had never seen such a being. He was tall, muscular. But something about him scared her. Just looking at him made her shudder. And he just smiled.

"I guess I was sent here to destroy the earth, or something." he said.

He rolled his eyes at his own comment. "I'm beginning to think that's the only thing they can come up with."

Pan stared at him, blankly.

"They?" Eighteen asked him.

Seventeen didn't take his cold eyes of Pan, and grinned. "Yes, dear sister. Our creator, Dr. Gero and a friend he made down under." he smirked.

Pan narrowed her eyes. "Friends down under usually mean trouble. What are you talking about? Who?"

Seventeen chuckled softly. "Myuu. Dr. Myuu." he said.

Eighteen blinked, not familiar with the name, and Marron exchanged a worried look with her father.

"Gero is back? With another?" Krillin wondered out loud.

The android turned to him.

"I wouldn't worry about them, you know. We had a little disagreement. He forced me to fuse with this clone of me."

Seventeen paused and looked at himself.

"That's how I became like this. I didn't like it. So I killed them. Both of them."

Uubu stared with shock at the android, as did Pan. He killed two people, just like that? What was he up to now, then?

"Pan," Uubu tried, not sure who else to turn to, "I don't.."

"Shut up, Uubu." she responded with another glare, before turning back to Super Seventeen. Secretly, she wondered just how strong he had become. And what she was going to do. So he killed his two creators. That doesn't have to be too hard. But what did he want now?

The android looked very strong, and she didn't trust him one bit. He continued to smile like an idiot. And it didn't help that Uubu was here. But if it weren't for him, she'd have never discovered Seventeen and the others here.

She sensed his ki when she walked away from home. And that's when she turned around, ready to have a go at him. But once she gained up on him, she spotted Seventeen. And now she stood in front of the android, with Uubu behind her, getting on her nerves.

He had no right to be here.

Suddenly Seventeen reached out his arm and touched Pans shoulder. Nobody moved, they just looked at the two in front of them. The android chuckled slightly, something that didn't suit him. His emotionless eyes blinked. Pan didn't move an inch.

"Listen girl. You really have nothing to worry about." he said. "I didn't want to become like this. And now that I'm back in town, I just want to do one thing. Enjoy life." he grinned sheepishly.

Life. The word had a double meaning. He did indeed fuse with the other Seventeen against his will. And even if he turned into a superior being, he had no ambition of destruction, whatsoever. He didn't want to obey anyone. He just wanted to continue what he started. Living a life.

He glanced over to his sister, or, who he used to know as his sister. She had changed so much. Almost completely. But not the way he expected her to. When she ended up with Krillin, he expected her to turn almost completely human. With the birth of her kid, especially.

The only way he still recognized her was because of her eyes. After all those years of living a human life, they still looked inhuman. They still looked cold. It seemed a bit strange to Seventeen, considering *she* was the one who got it all. She got as close to perfection as anyone could get. She had a life, a husband and a daughter, even!

Suddenly, Seventeen realized he was still touching the young girl in front of him. Instead of fear, she showed curiosity. With a frown, she slowly shook off his hand.

"You came all this way just to have fun?" she asked, her voice sounding sterner, this time.

He nodded slowly, looking around him. With a smirk he saw the confused looks on their faces.

"I still know how to make an entrance." He whispered.

On this comment, both Android Eighteen and Pan seemed to loosen up and chuckled. Without any further hesitation the blonde artificial human walked up to her brother and smiled at him.

"Seventeen, you loser. I never thought you'd come back to the city." The siblings looked at each other in silence. Their eyes locked and it was as if they were silently communicating. Krillin gaped at the sight. It seemed they had never parted. The two still looked like they did, many years ago, when they first encountered the twin androids. Seventeen and Eighteen, a lethal pair.

Seventeen was the first to speak again. He frowned briefly, knowing his sister's smile was a fake one, but grinned at his sister nonetheless.

"You haven't changed all that much, sis, have you?"

Eighteen stroke some hair from her face and shrugged.

"I'm just glad to see you again" she said, before looking at Pan and Uubu.

"You're not the only one who returned today, I see."

As if Pan immediately understood what the android was talking about, she stepped back, reluctantly and nodded.

"Grandpa is back, yes. You'll have to get past Bulma, if you want to see him, though." she said, with a grin.

Krillin was the only one who laughed at the comment. Marron finally relaxed as well, and faked a smile.

Seventeen gave a frown, because he had no idea what they were talking about. Eighteen did, however, and continued to stare at Uubu, who was beginning to feel very uncomfortable.

Pan sighed, knowing that this was just a bad day. A very bad day.

Yamcha looked up. "I feel something"

ChiChi gulped at those words. Whenever they felt something, that something was wrong. She looked at Yamcha with hidden fear in her eyes.

"What?" was all she asked.

He grinned at her, like he always did. Yamcha was the 'no worries' kind of type. The type ChiChi had learned to love.

"Different people. I felt Bulma, Vegeta and Goku. Bulma was angry. And I felt Pan with Krillin. Together with a familiar ki, but I don't know whose it is. Strange.." he wondered out loud.

"I don't care, I don't want to know." she said. It was a lie, of course. When it concerned Goku, she still cared. And she was curious about Pan as well, of course. But she knew they were well capable of taking care of themselves. Once she felt how anxious Yamcha became, however, she started to worry.

"I beg you Yamcha," she started, looking into his eyes, "Whatever it is, just leave it."

He looked at her, not really understanding, and at the same time, still curious.

"What do you think I'm going to do, ChiChi?" he said, laughing. "Stop Bulma when she's angry?? I think not!"

Chi Chi shook her head.

"I don't know. You might go there. Get in trouble. End up getting hurt." she said softly.

Yamcha looked at her. ChiChi had changed from the loud and bossy and worried wife of Goku to a soft, worried and frightened type. Spending those years alone, living a life as Goku's wife hadn't been good to her. She had changed so much.

He softly stroke her hair, caressed her cheek and whispered

"If I'd leave right now, you'd kill me, crazy woman" before placing a soft kiss on her lips.

She chuckled.

"I would."

Seventeen frowned at the hand offered to him. Krillin, or at least, he thought it to be Krillin, grinned. He was so old! He couldn't believe his sister chose to spend her life with *this* guy, but if she did, then he couldn't have been *that* bad.

But what was with the hand? A sign of peace? Friendship? A trick? What did the little guy want from him?

"Eighteen is my wife. You are my brother in law. So why not act like normal in-laws, and pretend to like each other!?" he shrugged.

A smirk appeared on Seventeens face. "I remember you. You had a sense of humor, or at least, something that resembled it." he said, and shook the hand. He didn't understand why, but did it anyway.

And then he glanced over to Marron, who stood there helplessly. With a huge frown on her face, it was obvious she didn't agree one bit with what was going on.

Krillin turned around.

 "So yeah.." he said. "This is your niece, I suppose. Marron, our daughter" he introduced.

Seventeen looked at the young girl and thought on what to do. Smile? Would that do the trick? Why was he even thinking on this? Why was he hanging around with these humans? He just stared at the girl.

Marron crossed her arms. "Yes, hi Uncle Seventeen." She said, though the sarcasm dripped of the 'uncle' part.

He couldn't help but laugh. The way she said that, made her look like her mother. And he liked that.

Then his eyes fell on Pan, once again. The nosy human girl, who dared to question him.

"Who's she?" he asked Krillin, nodding towards Pan.

Eighteen spoke before her husband could. "She's the daughter of Gohan. Granddaughter of Goku. Her name is Pan." she explained.

Goku? Seventeen suddenly remembered.

"Goku? Where on earth has that guy been" he asked, not even paying attention to Pan anymore.

Pan snorted. "Away, for 13 years. He's alive and well, don't worry."

Krillins eyes widened with excitement.

"That *is* good news. After all this time! Wow. It's been .. how many years did you say?"

The teenage girl with her baggy jeans narrowed her eyes.

"Thirteen years, uncle Krillin. Thirteen." she whispered, her whisper almost sounding like a hiss.

"And we have him to thank for it." she continued, pointing at Uubu, who had been silent all along.

All eyes went on him.

His first reaction was a terrible flush appearing on his face. But then he shook his head.

"It was Goku's choice, you know!" he snapped at Pan. "You can't blame me!"

"Can't I?"

"No. Your.. he.. Goku," He stuttered. "did what he felt was right at that time! I'm not responsible for his actions, am I?"

"No, but -"

"Well then! Goku chose to live with me and train me. It's unfair to accuse me of everything that's wrong with you and your family. I'm sorry if you don't agree with his choices. But I have grown close to your grandfather, and I don't get what your problem with me is." he finished his rant with a deep sigh and stared at Pan.

She blinked. As soon as Ubuu finished, his cheeks turned even more bright red then they already were. He never talked that much, out loud. Not in front of other people. But he had a pretty good reason right now.

Uubu had a huge frown on his face. The tanned young man suddenly looked a lot more dangerous. His eyes were dark, filled with anger. Narrowing his eyes at Pan he continued to pant, but then noticed the other ones, looking at him.

Seventeen was the first to speak.

"Nice."

Eighteen smirked. "Shut up, Seventeen."

"Who's he then? Another member of the happy Son family? "

Pan laughed shortly.

"Hardly."

It was the first thing she said, after Uubu's outburst. She sighed.

"Grandpa has trained him for thirteen years. He's just some guy." she said, rolling her eyes.

"I am Ubuu." he corrected her as he narrowed his eyes at her.

"Yes, good for you." Seventeen replied, not quite sure what else to say. Now that he had met every single person around him, he was eager to leave.

Eighteen noticed this, and turned from Uubu back to her brother. Even though she had no clue what her brother meant with the word 'fun', she trusted, no, she hoped he wouldn't overreact.

"Well," Krillin suddenly spoke, "Standing around here is a bit useless."

"Why don't you come with me to see Grandpa, uncle Krillin?" Pan proposed, knowing that there was no good in running away from Goku.

Krillin nodded. "Great idea Pan! You're welcome to stay with us, Seventeen." Krillin said, not really believing his own words. He had hated this android. Dispised it. Feared it! And now he was inviting it to come along?

But one look at his wife told him he had no choice. This android was the only other thing besides her family she really cared about. Or something like that. He sighed.

"Well?"

"No thanks, Krillin. I'll be around." Was the response. The android stroke some of his black hair from his face and turned around, slowly.

He took off without saying anything else, leaving a frowning Pan, an outraged Uubu and a confused family behind.

For a while, they remained quiet.

"Well, I'm going with Pan to see Goku, you guys." he said, and Eighteen nodded slowly, still staring in the direction her brother flew into.

"I think I'll take Marron home." She said.

Marron agreed silently, but was still think about Seventeen. She always thought, that, whenever her so called 'uncle' might return, she'd tell him off. She only heard bad story about him, from her father, Yamcha and the others. Her mother had always been very quiet about him.

And now she understood why. She never really thought about it, but Seventeen was one of the few her mother cared about. And that was really strange. And it also made her feel slightly jealous.

Pan suddenly moved and turned around. She gave a meaningful look to Uubu and said: "Let's go."

Uubu looked at her, surprised as she walked passed him. He understood that she invited him as well to come along and see Goku, and smiled a little. Pan looked over her shoulder at him and frowned.

"What are you waiting for?" she asked him.

He shrugged and followed her and Krillin.  

"I just don't get why Bulma can be okay with all of this!" Goten shook his head.

They had left Bulma and Goku inside, and were waiting in the yard for them to finish talking. Vegeta turned to the younger man and frowned.

"She's always been like this with Kakarot. Why are you surprised she would react like this?"

Goten sighed and looked forward. "I don't know. It's just.. unfair."

"You think he's getting away with all of this too easy, don't you." Gohan asked him.

His younger brother nodded. "It's not like I want him to suffer or anything, I just.."

"Kakarot has made a foolish decision and I can assure you he's not happy with what has happened." Vegeta interrupted him. Goten frowned.

"I know that. But.."

"Goten. We were all hurt, you know." Gohans voice sounded firmly.

Goten stopped talking. Of course they were. Even Vegeta, in a way. Most of all, Pan. But instead of telling him that, all together, they greeted him like nothing was wrong. He didn't realize HALF of the pain he had caused.

He didn't realize what it was for Goten to grow up without him.

"Pan's coming this way." Gohan suddenly mentioned.

Vegeta nodded. "And she's with someone else." he added, as he stopped.

He was right, of course. As Pan approached the group, in flight to their surprise, it was obvious she was not alone. Followed by a slightly uncomfortable Uubu and a very excited Krillin, she landed in front of her fahter, uncle and Vegeta.

"Hello Vegeta" she greeted. The Prince grunted. Pan just pointed at at Uubu.

"This is Uubu. You know." she introduced.

"I know." Vegeta smirked.

Now they would have the honor to meet the guy responsible for all the changes.

"Hi." was the clumsy response from Uub.

Gohan nodded friendly, Goten just stared. Vegeta took his time to observe him.

"So you are the brat." he stated.

The boy grinned. "I guess I am."

But Vegeta didn't smile. He just looked at Ubuu with a frown.

"You have changed a lot. Grown up. I take it training with Kakarot was interesting, to say the least." he said, thoughtfully.

Super Seventeen enjoyed the flight, for once. Even though he had always been intrigued by driving a car, for once, he didn't mind flying.

It had been too long. The woods were a bore. He liked the city.

"Hold it." someone's voice suddenly sounded.

Seventeen had to stop abruptly in mid air and looked at the person in front of me.

"What's this?" he asked.

"I was about to ask the same question." a frowning girl replied. Seventeen had no idea who she was.

The girl floated in the air, her arms crossed, a well known smirk on her face. Strangely enough, she did not resemble a younger version of Bulma, anymore. Her blue hair was mixed with black dye, her clothes were dark and her face was not simple and pure. Black make up decorated the girl's features, as she moved closer towards Seventeen.

"Bura." she stated. "And you are?"

Heehee, expect a Seventeen / Bura in the next chapters. With a little surprise ;-P