A/N: LOOK WHO'S BACK!

A Desolate Future:

The wind sweeping through the war torn streets of West City, the sprawling metropolis which had once welcomed home heroes such as Goku and Krillin following the defeat of Freeza on planet Namek was now a war torn wasteland. Even Capsule Corp. a company known the world over for innovations and inventions only conceivable by a family of underwear lied in ruins, its famous dome half-collapsed in the face of the almighty onslaught tearing apart the planet. It was eerie…silent…the people who had once roamed the streets now gone, there was nothing here now save for the occasional and destructive-

Brrrruuuuu-eeeeehhhhh!

The silence which had enveloped the city shattered by a seemingly random ki blast, the ball of blue energy instantly turning a looming skeleton of a skyscraper into a pile of dust and rubble, it was soon followed by another, and another.

Puuueeeehhhh! Puuueeeehhhh! Puuueeeehhhh!

One after another, building after building fell, their history of human achievement and wonder leaving the Earth with the shadows they once cast on smiling happy faces, now replaced by a sinister grin as they fell. There, watching with a smile on his face as all that a joyful people once called home was flattened by his very hands, was Android 17, his soulless grey eyes sparkling with energy from what he had just done. "Ha! There, now THAT is how you have some fun!" Turning to face his twin sister, the evil automaton had to quickly sidestep as a pink sphere of ki shot past his right arm, the heat of it just barely scorching his sleeve. "Hey! What the hell was that about?!" The man growled at his sister as he rubbed his arm, doing his best to cool down from the minor yet incredibly irritating damage, "…You could have wrecked my jacket with that one! You're lucky I'm so much stronger and faster than you! Otherwise you could have really—"

"Oh why don't you just shut up for once?" An ordinarily low, yet undoubtedly feminine voice putting the destructive male's to an abrupt end, Android 17 raised an eyebrow at the female android, her demeanor just as cool as usual, never mind the fact she had just tried to blow his arm off. The wind blowing a few strands of silky blonde hair across her equally grey eyes, the 'weaker' android slowly lowered her arm from where it had been held out at her brother before pulling those irritating strands behind her ear. "I mean, really…" She shot him an angry glare as she tossed a pink and black magazine with a seductive looking purplenette on it away to flutter off into the wind. "…After that last shot YOU are the LAST person allowed to complain about ruined clothes."

That eyebrow of his only rising higher the longer his sister talked, 17 could feel his anger with his insolent sibling ebbing away, curiosity quickly taking the place of that lost emotion, "Really now?..." The man ran a tanned hand through his own dark curtains as he smirked at the girl, "…And why is it that apparently only YOUR clothes matter now?" Placing his hands on his hips, one eyebrow arched and his mouth spread wide in a smirk, Android 17 really presented an arrogant and mocking image before his blonde sister, it was the stance of a man who did not care what was wrong with their companion, but rather he was only interested for his own amusement; after all, whatever got her so riled up as to take a shot at him HAD to be good!

Looking past that annoying twin of hers, Android 18 focused on the small shop she had just been ready to walk into, the sign collapsing, its image reflected in her pale grey orbs, she could feel her anger rising with each and every passing second from what that idiot had done. "Because…" her golden eyebrow starting to twitch as she lowered her gaze, her white teeth clenching in frustration, "…that was the LAST lingerie store in the city, you stupid PRICK!" Shouting that last insult at her brother, the shocked look on his face didn't deter her one bit as she went on, "Do you have any…and I mean ANY idea how hard it is to find a half decently fitting bra around here?!" The rather buxom blonde screamed at her single minded twin, ignoring the almost painful strain on her chest from having to settle for a D cup bra at the last city they 'visited'. "…I FINALLY had a chance to maybe get one that fits and then YOU blow it up again!" Android 18's hair flew around her face as she let loose on her brother, "…Can you SERIOUSLY keep it in your pants long enough to let me shop, or are you just that insecure around women you have to make a statement every time we enter a city!?"

Two pairs of eyes watching from a distance as the argument intensified, they could not hear too well what the male android said back to the girl, although based on what was VERY easy to hear her say back it was obviously not very nice. "Hey, it's not my fault you put on so much weight…" Android 17 grinned back as he regained his smirk, that look of shock coming from his sister's barrage of insults disappearing without so much as a trace, "…Besides…" he looked up in the smoke and ash filled sky as he folded his arms behind his head before slowly lowering his gaze back down to his twin, "…you can always go commando…" the man's smirk intensified as the blonde's scowl grew, "…you'll DEFINETLY find a guy able to look past that personality of yours with all that bouncing going on!"

'Oh that son of a bitch!' Her cheeks lighting up with a feint red blush, the newly born heat wasn't there because of embarrassment, Android 18 had heard WAY worse comments about her body from other girls prior to her transformation, no, this blush was from much worse. It was from the indignity of her little shit brother implying that SHE, THE most beautiful woman on the planet, needed to strut around braless, having to flaunt her feminine assets unrestrained to get a boyfriend because her city burning good looks weren't doing it! Her pale white cheeks darkening just the same way the 'bouncy' parts of her were from her continuous lack of good shopping choices, the blonde android had about had it with him! 'Okay…you want to play hardball eh?...' She mimicked her brother's expression as a XXX store entered the reflection in her blood shot eyes, '…Let's play…'

The two figures which had been watching all this unfold with wide eyed expressions and bared teeth inside their chiseled jaw lines ducked down as smoke and rubble filled the blonde woman's grey mirrors, the pair shooting back up again as the yelling started back up as well, this time it being 17's voice which was hoarse with rage. "Wow, they really are going at it today…" Gohan grinned as the shouting match between the synthetic siblings continued, the man waiting for another ki blast to be sent one way or another in case any came their way, "…Heh…" he chuckled dryly to himself and his companion, "…maybe if we're lucky they'll wipe each other out…eh, Trunks?...Trunks?..."

Turning his head to look over at his purple haired friend, Gohan quickly became just another piece of the young man's surroundings, his teenage mind in its own little world outside of the horrific one he now resided in. 'I can't believe this is it…' The purplenette thought to himself, his eyes lazily following the 'fight' going on about a quarter mile away, '…This is life for us…each and every day is the same...we get up…we train, we look for the androids, and we watch over them in case they go to kill someone and then we step in and…' Hanging his head low in shame, Trunks hated admitting it, the simple fact that they always… '…get our asses kicked…' Despite it all, the near constant vigilance and sweating dripping, muscle tearing training he and his master, Gohan went through each and every day, they STILL had never once won a battle against the androids! 'Hell…we don't even KNOW of any weaknesses yet…' he mentally sighed to himself, '…and after all these days of observing them…' A deep red blush coating his teen cheeks, one that WAS born of embarrassment streaking across them as he recalled Android 18's VERY interesting problem, he had to shake his head to get the thoughts away. 'Damnit, Trunks! Get ahold of yourself!' Not yet realizing that his mentor was about to grab his arm, he gritted his teeth in anger, '…You CAN'T think about her like that! Even IF she is a girl, that Android is a MONSTER! Fuck! You should be ashamed of yourself for even thinking about that murder's big round—'

"Hey, Trunks…" Gohan whispered, his face right up against that of his trainee's even while he kept one well trained eye on the two figures a short ways away, "…you still awake there, little buddy?" The Brief boy angrily shaking his head free of thoughts nature demanded he have even while he felt only a venomous hatred for their target, he now returned the older man's gaze, "Yeah, what is it, Gohan?" he asked, one hand instinctively curling up to become the first shot of the next fight, but before he could do more than fold his fingers in on his palm, the young man found his mentor's clasped over it, his stare intense as he slowly shook his head 'no'. "No, Trunks…we're not fighting…look…they're leaving…"

Raising a pointed finger up into the sky, Gohan directed Trunks to watch, the last of the Z fighters staying otherwise completely still as the targets of their observations floated up into the air, the ground swelling with dust and ash where they were under the new pressure. "Yeah, so what?..." Trunks asked, not looking away from the mechanical duo, "…that's what they always do. They go to a city, blow it up and leave; what's the big deal?" Receiving only silence in return, Trunks looked up at his mentor instead of the androids, the expression on his master's face telling him just how wrong he was.

"No…this time is different…" Gohan spoke calmly, yet urgently as he kept his sights directly set on the twins of terror, the androids flying off into the sky now with surprising speed. "...it's still the middle of the day, and they haven't even destroyed half the city yet…something's up…" Feeling Trunks' questioning look burning a hole in his gi, the son of Goku knew what had to be done. "Come on, Trunks…" he said, standing up to his full height, the warrior's one remaining arm tensing as he prepared to take flight. "…The androids are up to something…" he grinned feeling his student stand readily beside him, "…and we're going to find out what!" The pair taking off, they followed in the direction the androids had headed off in, making sure to use as little energy as possible so as not to be detected on their sensors. Something was happening…question was...what?

The Mountains:

Following the trail of the androids wasn't easy; having to stay low to the ground and running when needed was quickly taking its toll on the lonely Z fighters, but as one hour followed another, each one ticking by as if they were three a piece, Gohan and Trunks eventually found themselves at a cave in the mountains, a forgotten place in the world considering all the goings on in civilization. "What is that, Gohan?..." Trunks asked, peeking his head up over the edge of the small cliff they were hanging onto, but before he could finish his sentence, that purple mop of hair was pushed back down by a strong hand, his master struggling to regain his hold seeing as he had lost it restraining his pupil. "Hey! Keep your head down!" Gohan shouted in a whisper at the younger boy, his face full of concern, we've GOT to stay quiet…" turning to look up just enough so that his eyes cleared the cliff edge, Gohan went on, "…this looks like their home base…we could really learn something important about them here, but ONLY…" he shot the Brief boy a small glare, "...if they don't spot us, got it?"

Purple locks of hair moving up and down in confirmation, the duo turned to look now as an ancient looking man dressed remarkably as a mustached old clown appeared, standing before the androids as if he held some form of authority over them. "Who do you think that is, Gohan?" The future swordsman glanced over at his teacher, the older warrior shaking his head at what he saw, "I don't know…" he watched as the old man with long white hair and a white mustache started talking to the nightmares which haunted their dreams, "…but I KNOW he isn't a friend."

"Excellent! For once you two have scrambled in here on time!" The old man clapped his hands together before the twin machines, his demeanor with them shocking in that he seemed more like a surprised teacher than anything, "…maybe that means you'll be more cooperative with my genius than last time, hmm?" The aging scientist turning his gaze first from the blonde girl, then to her admittedly MUCH more troublesome twin brother, the watching Z fighter's already had a bad feeling about what this little meeting between the three was about.

The very same grin which had watched a gem of a city fall into ruin and mock its owner's sister for her rather embarrassing 'girl' problem appearing now to mess with the bad doctor, Android 17 was already living up to his name as the most arrogant man on the planet. "Well actually…." The raven haired man said closing his eyes as he walked past the maniacal maniac to lean against a pod, "…We WOULD have been early if sis here hadn't thrown a tantrum over a couple bras."

All attention in the room, and outside the cave looking in through the open doorway now focusing on the one female in the area, the reactions were as varied as they were the same. Android 17 grinned at his sister's obvious discomfort over his calling attention to what he did earlier, Android 18 herself scowling at him with the full intention of incinerating the next girl he brought home, the boys outside, who by this point were finding it a little easier to hang onto the cliff edge now that they had something else boring into the rock in front of them to keep them steady, and then of course…the doctor himself.

"UGH! Could you please refrain from bringing up those disgusting things for a day?" Dr. Gero sent an appalled look the male machine's way, his obvious distaste for the female anatomy evident in how he spoke of the blonde android. "It was hard enough trying to conduct the cyberization procedures on YOU!" He glared at the female's abundant chest, "…never mind having to proceed while keeping my eyes and hands away from such pointless obstructions!" While the old man went on complaining about the many 'pointless' features of the female body compared to the male one, and how much more difficult it was operating with so many restraints just to keep his servos from freezing up, the guys outside had to admit that while they indeed, as Trunks thought, HATED the androids with all their might, they, Gohan in particular, realized…18…she certainly was the LAST thing a red blooded male could call 'disgusting'.

His brain running at full tilt as they kept silent vigil over the android meeting, Gohan couldn't help thinking a little more about the jean wearing girl standing so close to him. 'Heh…so then the old man over there isn't anything like the old man I grew up with!' Keeping in a snicker as he thought of the old pervert, Roshi, how he would go after every good looking girl who passed by him, he had certainly earned every beating Bulma had given him, '…and with a body like hers…she'd probably kill him in a week!' The thoughts of his father's mentor receding as he started to take a closer look at the deadly femme fatale, Gohan, for the first time REALLY started appreciating the monster of his time for the other aspects of her being. 'Damn…' he let out a low groan as he ran his dark orbs up the android's body, outlining her lean yet well rounded curves at every turn, '…look at her…she's beautiful…'. His eyes scanning up her curvy body, Gohan first let his gaze rest on her tight, round butt, her strong thighs leading up into it, a model for toned perfection and sexual desire. Traveling upwards even more, he found his eyes right on the edge of shooting ki beams like Freeza just to burn away the fabric standing between him and the 'problems' Android 18 was complaining about earlier.

'Yeah…the old pervert wouldn't last a day if he saw you two…' The one armed z fighter not even noticing the small trail of drool leaking down his lips as he ogled Android 18's large breasts, the fabric of her black spandex top stretched taut over her round globes, he couldn't help wondering about what she had screamed earlier. 'If Ds were settling for her…' the man wondered as he soon found himself transfixed by her short blonde hair, '…then what IS a proper fit for melons her size?...' The Z fighter now full on staring at the goddess of destruction before him, the fact that he had an OBVIOUS thing for blondes was more than apparent to his pupil...among OTHER…rounder…preferences of the Son man.

"Uhhh…hey, Gohan?..." Trunks shattered the little world his mentor had been in when he started seeing the female android as MORE than just a mindless killing machine, his thoughts coming back to him as he sucked up the line of drool leaking from his lips, "…are you paying attention?...This seems kinda important what the old dude's saying." Shaking away the wish to be the pervy old women chasing master to Trunks that Roshi was to his father, Gohan nodded at the younger man before recentering himself on what was being said.

"Oh, wow, so we're goin' back in time, huh?" Android 17 actually looked shocked as he spoke to the man now identified as Dr. Gero, the old geezer grinning from ear to ear at this accomplishment. "That really is cool, Doc; I'm actually impressed with you…" turning his head to look through his dark hair at the machine his 'master' had created, his grin returned, "…what's the catch?"

With Android 18 still simmering off to the sidelines, the anger she had raging inside over her brother's salting of an open wound seemed to be compounded by a strange feeling she had that somewhere someone was ogling her like a piece of meat! 'That little shit is going to pay for making me continue to suffer like this…' she glared at her twin brother as she unconsciously let one arm drag over her sore and compressed chest, '…NO ONE fucks me over and then laughs about it! And then Gero…he will PAY for calling my body disgusting!' The buxom blonde's threats of death and torment staying, for now, within the confines of her sadistic mind, Dr. Gero was free to explain his plan in full to his two 'children'.

"The plan is simple, really…at least in theory that is!" The elderly, and unbeknownst to all, Android 20, paced across the room over to his new silver machine, "…that one armed son of Goku has been interfering far too much as of late!..." He stood before an elevated keyboard and began typing the randomly colored keys. "…the boy is a pest that I…" the doctor stopped and looked at his creations before smiling, "…that WE can no longer tolerate messing in our affairs…" The audience of four hinging on his every word for the first time in his life, Gero blew the roof open as his machine slowly started up, a weird wrring sounding out as a blue energy appeared in the center of it. "So he will be eliminated." Smiling as he patted the machine next to him, Dr. Gero explained much to the horror of the Z fighters outside, the men now MUCH too distracted with this new threat to keep checking out a woman who had so far effortlessly proved herself their better in every conceivable way dozens of times over. "With my new invention, the Time Gate!" The doctor professed loudly and with more emotion than he had shown in decades, "…You will go back in time and DESTROY that little pest as a teenager, thus removing him from our reality!"

"That MONSTER!" Trunks bared his teeth at the evil scientist as he and his best friend hung off the cliff, their grip temporarily weakened from the sheer shock of what they'd just heard. "I can't believe he would go this far…to go back in time to kill you…to erase you from this time…" Looking over at his mentor, Trunks almost pushed the Son man to get a response out of him, but before he could, he was met with a fierce gaze, one that told him to stay quiet…and that everything would be fine so long as he listened to him. Nodding back at the serious warrior, the purplenette turned back to the meeting, where laughter was now roaring out from 17 as if it was all he knew!

Nearly keeling over as he held his arms to his stomach, Android 17 seemed to be having the time of his life with whatever the bad doctor had just said. "So…let me get this straight…" he said between bouts of laughter, "…we gotta go back in time to kill that little brat, Gohan…" he smiled, shaking his head at the one caveat of the mission, "…but when we go through this stupid time gate of yours…" the raven haired man pointed at the gate, the blue energies within it now spiraling around as the sound increased in tempo, "…BUT once we go through it, we lose ALL our clothes?!"

Standing completely still, a look that completely and totally lacked amusement for what the android was laughing about on his face, Dr. Gero nodded, "Yes, that is correct, your bodies may be strong enough to withstand the pressures of time travel, but my calculations predict there is a 87% chance you will lose all fabrics on your bodies when you arrive through to the past."

Unfortunately, despite the very pragmatic and professional way the doctor delivered the 'bad' news, it STILL did nothing to lessen what 17 evidently was finding so amusing. The young man still not stopping his roar of laughter, he finally explained just WHAT he found so funny about losing all his clothes in time travel. "Ha…hahahahahahaaa!" He pointed now at his twin sister, the woman already rolling her eyes at what HAD to be the next salvo in his particularly annoying attacks on her today. "I mean…it sucks I'M going to be naked when I get to the past…but…" his eyes centering on the blonde, he doubled over yet again, "…but hey, sis! At least if you go full frontal it MIGHT be enough to get a boyfriend!" The jerk of a robot's laughter only increasing at the irritated look on his sister's face at the OBVIOUS references to her body being on display for all to see, the ball of pink energy beginning to glow within her palm for him as well as the hole that laughter was leaving and the ki blast was going was suddenly slammed shut as the doctor spoke up again.

"ENOUGH!" Shouting over his obnoxious 17 and understandably fratricidal 18's energy, Dr. Gero set the time coordinates into the main computer of the Time Gate before turning to his creations. "Now! You know your instructions." The scientist looked between the pair, "…go back in time, find Son Gohan, and eliminate him!" The old man spotting a raised hand and contorted face from the raven haired android, he quickly answered his question dismissively before it could be asked and delay his plans even longer. "…and PLEASE be sure to get dressed as soon as you arrive…" the man looked between the two, a little longer at 17 as he avoided 18's 'disgusting' body. "…there is no need to attract unwanted attention—"

"Yeah, but with the way she flaunts those thingsI think she wants atte—"

"NO attention…period." Gero growled at the unruly twin as he stepped to the side to let him pass, "And since that is all, the time has come to enter the Time Gate." 17 at long last holding back making fun of his over endowed sister long enough to nod with her in turn, he started on his path through the portal.

The time was now! The Z fighters, their ears overfilled with information both important to humankind's survival, and information they WOULDN'T be repeating to Bulma, knew that if both Gohan and indeed any chance at ever defeating the androids for good could be saved, then there was no time to lose! "Now, Trunks!" Gohan shouted at the tops of his lungs, the older of the two young men springing up from his hiding spot along the cliff's edge, "We've got to stop them NOW!" The purple haired warrior following closely behind the Namekian trained son of Goku, the duo was in the lab before the androids even knew what was happening, firing ki blasts directly at the time gate!

Spinning around on the spot, Dr. Gero's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets at what he saw! Here, now, the last of the Z fighters were in his laboratory! "Androids 17 and 18!" He yelled, turning to face his creations to order them to defend him, he was cut short as he watched helplessly as 17 passed through the gate, the arrogant cyborg giving him an evil smirk as he departed, his outstretched middle finger the last part of him to pass through.

Hearing sudden movement to his side, Gero knew he still had ONE android left! "Agh! 18, don't go through!" He turned left now, to look at the 'disgusting' female, "…You have to keep them away from the Time Gate! Or else they will ruin—" All thoughts coming to an abrupt halt as he spun round to face the blonde beauty, Gero's pupils became like pinpoints as the last thing he saw before it all went white was a pale palm shoved before his old wrinkled face, a small orb of pink light glimmering at the center of it.

Staring him straight in the eye, her grey orbs full of fury from insult and repeated injury, Android 18 scowled at the demented doctor as she read him his sentence. "The first man I undress for…" the blonde held her palm wide open as the ki flowing out of it increased tenfold, "…will NOT be one that calls me disgusting." Dr. Gero's mouth opening wide in a scream of helpless agony, he was soon turned to ash as that pink ki blast shot through him, one moment he was there, the next…nothing. "There…" Android 18 sighed as she went to turn and deal with the oncoming Z fighters, "…now what were you two yelling abou—"

PRRRUUUUUEEEEEHHHHH!

One of the many ki blasts fired in the young men's opening salvo striking the outer shell of the time gate, the portal abruptly closed, the blue spiral of energies shrinking into a small blue orb before suddenly dispersing, the shockwave striking the blonde woman and stunning her! "Now's your chance, Trunks!" Gohan's voice pierced the chaos of the room, the sounds of the malfunctioning time machine drowning out almost everything else, the blonde's shocked gasps swallowed up by them, "…Take her down, NOW!" The son of Bulma Brief shooting forward with everything he had, the young man sent a flying side kick directly into the abdomen of the last android, the impact sending her hurtling across the room where she crashed into a wall before sliding down to the floor, unconscious.

It was done…the dust clearing, the Z fighters seemed to rule the day. Android 17 was gone, Dr. Gero, the apparent creator of the killing machines was but dust, the power of a woman ending his reign of terror, and there…across the room was her…the one who did it. Landing back on his feet, Trunks slowly stepped over to the defenseless female, her body still curled with blue electricity from the time gate's abrupt shut down, there was nothing she could do to stop the purplenette from ending it once and for all. "And then there was one…" his blue eyes traveling up and down the curvaceous girl, Trunks shook away the things nature had created his body and ones like hers to do as he powered up again, readying a buster attack to silence the last android which had ruined his childhood, but before he could even begin to gather the ki needed for the attack, he felt a large hand land on his shoulder.

"That's enough, Trunks…" Gohan said, the boy's mentor looking first at the damaged time gate and then at the…android… 'Girl…' he fought to think of her as, on the ground before them. "If you kill her now then we may still have lost…but…" the Son man tightening his grip on his pupil until he felt him give in to his wishes, he looked upon the blonde android with a feeling he hadn't felt in a long…long time… "If we take her back to Bulma…" he nodded at the Brief boy, "…we may still have a chance."

Bulma's Lab:

"Ahhh…I see…" Bulma said as she looked over the android, the men, following their victory over the distracted and quite content blonde, had taken her back to the shattered remains of Capsule Corp. to be examined by none other than the greatest mind to ever grace the earth…

Bulma Brief.

The blue haired scientist had aged a bit over the years, but as one would expect of her she had found a way to do so with amazing grace! Not that her ungodly good genes didn't give her an advantage as well! Leaning over the still shut down blonde, the bluenette truly was in awe both at what she was seeing AND what she was hearing from her Z warriors. "So Dr. Gero ACTUALLY created a time machine, huh?..." Bulma asked as she shone a light into one of the downed girl's lifeless grey orbs, "…and it worked?" Nodding as he watched her do what only she could, Gohan explained everything, "Yes, Bulma. It worked, and he had just sent Android 17 to the past when we burst in."

Still working on the android, Bulma kept her ears on her old friend despite the obvious attention she was paying to examining the machine woman. "Wow, and what about Gero?...Don't tell me you just let him get away." She looked up to give the men a quizzing stare, it was enough to make Gohan laugh, thinking back to his days as a kid, 'Heh, Bulma may never have been the strongest of us, but somehow she's always managed to scare us all to death!' Doing his best to hold back his laughter as he traveled down the memory lane littered with beaten Roshi's, running fathers, and ringing ears, Trunks spoke up. "Well actually…" he let his gaze shift back over to the disabled blonde, "...SHE killed him."

Her deep cerulean eyes slowly widening, Bulma couldn't happen grinning before giving the unconscious android a firm slap on the shoulder, "Heeey! THAT'S what I'm talking about! Ha! I KNEW that ass hole would get his ass kicked by a woman someday!" A wide smirk spreading across her pink lips, she recalled how at a scientist's banquet when she was little she had met Gero…and how he had been thrown out by her father after he called her mother "disgusting" for her low cut yellow dress. "Ha! What goes around; comes around!" The strangely malicious smile on her face staying there throughout her flashback, the guys looked at each other, the pair silently agreeing NOT to ask; they may not have been anywhere near as smart as her, BUT they were definitely smart enough to know when NOT to question Bulma Brief!

The evil smirk finally fading, Gohan and Trunks breathed a sigh of relief as Bulma got back to their present situation instead of whatever the hell she had been thinking about. "But yeah…it was a good thing you guys brought her to me, good job by the way!" Grabbing several cables before attaching them to Android 18, the bluenette's eyebrows shot up as the data on her computer screen started flying by, all of it so technical, so complex, she was truly in awe of Gero's genius, despite its obvious flaws. "Wow…well I'll be…" she muttered, her son at long last speaking up now that she was in work mode and not 'Bulma' mode.

"Sooo…Mother…" he asked, blushing as he noticed that from the way the blonde girl was lying, he could see up her skirt if he ducked down low enough, "…what is it you're doing exactly?..."Staring as the data flew by across her blue orbs, Bulma waited for a moment before responding, her son sinking a little lower but still only seeing pants and jean skirt in his teenage vision. Watching it all fly by, Bulma simply replied that she was reading the files in the android's head, her attention seemingly too focused on her work to notice the shenanigans going on right under her nose.

While Trunks continuously tried to squat down lower and lower to take a peek up Android 18's short jean skirt, Gohan couldn't help being…distracted by the blonde's rather large…globes, each breast still straining against her black shirt, the round shape of them even more defined as her jean jacket fell open, exposing twin round tents, but as of yet no peaks atop them. 'Come on…just a little more…' each of the men thought to themselves as Trunks sank lower and Gohan peered closer, the two FAR too distracted to notice the annoyed look on Bulma's face. The data at long last coming to an end, the bluenette turned to her 'guests', her eyes scanning over them as if they were Roshi himself. "Okay, guys…" She put her hands on her hips as they looked up at her, "…thanks for bringing her here and all, but I think it's time for you two to leave."

Gohan, his eyes still rather…focused on the blonde rather than bluenette before him, asked, "Why do we have to leave? It's just technical stuff, right?"

Bulma, being the looker she had been all her life, quite enjoyed this next part, something about making men's libido's droop in disappointment was…satisfying… "Because…" she let that smirk of hers widen as she spoke, "…now I need to undress her."

Gohan's face turning bright red at what…or more specifically PAIR of what's were about to be stripped bare by an attractive woman rendering him temporarily speechless, his opinion on the matter were thankfully shared by Trunks, who COULD speak, seeing as how he STILL hadn't been able to look up 18's skirt as of yet. Looking straight at his mother, his cheeks as red as his mentor's, the teen simply asked, "And?..." his reluctance to miss out on seeing such a beautiful woman naked for all to see just too much to let miss without some protest.

That smirk only widening with her son's eagerness to see a girl naked, Bulma was happy to see that the half saiyan was just as full of piping hot red blood as his father was."…AND…" the bluenette watched as she shot down both Z fighters with less than half the effort it took Freeza on Namek, " …While she may be a killer android, even SHE doesn't deserve you two perverts peeking up her skirt while she's sleeping…"Trunks completely straightening up now that he knew he was caught, Gohan was still left with his eyes practically feeling around the blonde's melons, searching for any evidence of a little pink pebble trying to make an appearance. Bulma spotted this…OH she spotted this. Snapping her fingers, the Brief woman grinned as Gohan didn't even flinch, his attention too focused on his…focus to hear her, "…And Gohan…" she saw his ears prick up at his name, "…no matter HOW hard you stare, you can't tell if they're real just by looking…"

That did it…

His eyes bugging out as Bulma called him out for acting like the perverted young man he evidently was, Gohan sprung back about five feet, nearly knocking over several rather expensive looking pieces of lab equipment as he pulled his arm around the back of his head before rubbing away at his hair until it was nearly on fire. Trunks of course laughing all the while, "BUSTED! HAHA!" The purple haired teen grinned up at him, his earlier attempts to look up the mass murderer's skirt rendered moot by Gohan's rather 'grabby' stare.

Watching as Trunks kept elbowing his mentor in the side, Gohan trying to claim he wasn't giving her a visual breast exam and was instead checking for any wounds Bulma may have missed during her initial inspection. The bluenette herself simply crossed her arms over her chest, closing her eyes as she shook her head at them, she'd missed this perviness…it was an annoying thing she'd grown accustomed to…that and she could see the appeal of it now that SHE wasn't the target of the boys' eyes. "Seriously, Gohan, you're as bad as your dad was sometimes…" She smiled looking down, "…just don't know when to stop staring and act…"

Bulma's eyes suddenly shooting wide open as she stared at the boys, each of them looking at her like deer caught in the headlights of her car, their joking around and throwing elbows came to an abrupt end just about the time she finished speaking, her…implications setting each of their worlds on fire. "Mom…" Trunks stuttered, Gohan at this point trying to decide if he should turn blue, green, or dark red in the face for what he was hearing, "…Did you…and Goku?…"

Staring back at them, her face the darkest red any of them had ever seen, certainly the darkest red GOHAN had seen and that was counting everything that went on at Kame House or during a trip out while being babysat by Roshi, Bulma stood silently for a few seconds before screaming, "JUST GET GOING ALREADY!"

The guys not in the LEAST bit interested in confirming what it sounded like Bulma had done…or WHO she had done in the past, Trunks and Gohan scrambled out the door! One falling over the other in the mad dash to escape awkwardness of the worst kind! The boys finally gone, Bulma let out a sigh a relief, her cheeks slowly lessening to a light pink, she returned her now significantly more stressed out eyes to the android. "Now…" she smirked, the woman pulling on a pair of surgical gloves as she leaned down over the unconscious blonde, her eyes settling down right where Gohan's had been since they'd first arrived with her in tow, "…There were a couple of things I've been wondering about for a while…"

Gero's Lab One Week Later:

The sounds of small fists landing one after another on the brilliantly lit up console ringing out throughout the lab, it was already pretty clear that things were not going as planned for the last of Earth's heroes. "Bad news, guys…" Bulma turned; looking at her warriors, "…but I don't think you'll be able to go to the past!"

Leaping forward, his face full of shock and despair, Trunks was floored by what he was hearing, his mom NEVER failed to get a machine working! "Huh? Why the hell not?! You ALWAYS get things working! Always! How come we can't go back in time and save Gohan?!"

The woman raising a finger at her teenage son, as much as she appreciated his compliments, and his own appreciation of the female form, she was NOT going to tolerate language from him! "Watch your language, Trunks!" Bulma waved that almighty finger at him before turning completely around to face the men, worry strewn all over her face, "I'm afraid you can't go because this time machine is only ONE WAY!"

Standing there, still slack jawed over this problem even existing, Trunks just gave his mother a raised eyebrow, "Meaning?..." he asked, Gohan immediately stepping up behind him to show Bulma that at least SOMEONE understood what she was saying. "Meaning…if we go through we CAN'T come back again…we'll be stuck." The Son man sighed, Trunks looking up at his mom, the bluenette nodding sadly, "Sorry guys, but it looks like it will just be her going through…"

All attention in the small laboratory shifting to the one other female present, Bulma walked behind the woman before activating her, the busty android's grey eyes lighting up as soon as they opened up, life restored to her. "Your name is Eighteen, correct?" Bulma asked, stepping in front of her now, both Gohan and Trunks readying themselves should something go wrong and 18 decided to attack their most precious family member. Much to their surprise though, the android formerly known as Android 18 replied just as Bulma had wanted her to, "Yeah, my name's Eighteen, what? You think I became as stupid as my brother when I was knocked out?"

The men turning to look at each other, they nodded happily as Bulma got down to business. "Eighteen, your mission is to go to the past where your brother went and protect and I mean PROTECT Son Gohan…is that clear?" She asked, the bluenette standing right in front of the blonde android, her eyes as fearless as ever, it impressed Eighteen seeing this fire in another woman, even had she not been reprogramed to see them as allies, she would have found respect in it. "Do you understand your orders?..." Bulma asked, Eighteen nodding, "Yes, I do."

"Are my orders absolute?" Bulma continued.

"Yes they are." Eighteen replied. "I'm ready whenever you are…" she smiled, watching as Bulma activated the gate, the blue vortex appearing once again before her, "…my brother has needed this ass kicking for too long…"

The blonde getting the thumbs up from Bulma, she walked forward, the eyes of the last three Z fighters on her as she crossed through the breech, her clothes evaporating around her as she did, of course on the side the men COULDN'T see, she soon disappeared, the bluenette shutting the gate off for good once she'd gone through. The group standing there, they knew this was the last chance of human kind to survive, this was it, the Z fighter's last stand would be made not there…but in the past. Feeling the atmosphere becoming thick with apprehension, Bulma glanced over at Gohan, pleased to see he had taken every chance he had to memorize the blonde's body before she left them forever, "I'm glad you have a thing for blondes, Gohan…" she smirked at how easily he reddened from her calling him out again, "…because you're going to be stuck with one for a LONG time."

A/N: WOW! It has been WAY too long since I last wrote DBZ or even wrote in general! XD This story has been kicking around for a while, its outline finished for a few weeks, I've just been unable to do it! Finally though I got time so I sat down and WROTE! This fic will be GohanxEighteen in case any of you were wondering, alongside a few other pairings. I love to write for both sexes so expect fun, laughs, and fan service directed exclusively at each and kinds for both to enjoy. I don't have a length requirement on chapters so this is my relaxing story. I really can't wait to see what you all think of this! Please leave your thoughts in a REVIEW! And check out the mini fic I just posted too!