After the latest battle upon Earth, Dende decided to find a way to solve the problems of these constant wars. So with the help of the Kai's, the universe was rearranged to the best specifications for peace and harmony. Why the buggers didn't do that in the first place I'll never know. Among these alterations was the fusing of some dimensions. Two in particular we shall look at. Two Earths. One, a prehistoric yet futuristic world filled with natives, aliens and creatures in-between and out-between. And another with regular people and animals but with another species of indeterminable class. And when these two worlds were merged only the Z-fighters of the first world and their kin knew of the changes.
"So just because Kakarotto is gone, we have to give up fighting?"
"It's not as simple as that Vegeta. This was the best arrangement for universal peace. There will still be need for fighting skills, for war and evil will never be truly gone," Dende explained to the Z-fighters telepathically. As usual, Vegeta was being cantankerous. "Well that's not good enough. A Saiya-jin warrior needs conflict around him at all times in order to reach his full potential." His wife punched the back of his head. "Conflictive enough?" she smirked. He growled and strutted away. The others laughed and left him to it.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the world in Kanto, Japan, a trio of trouble was crawling up a mountain path. The first, a fiery red head, the second a blue-haired bishounen of unquestionable sexuality and thirdly a tough talking kitty-cat.
"C'mon Jess. Moi feet ar hurtin'."
"I agree with Meowth, this sun is playing havoc with my complexion." The bishounen whined as he plastered on some sunscreen. The woman turned around whipping him in the face with her hair. He squealed knowing what was going to happen next. She produced a paper fan and whacked him around the head with it.
"HEY! DON'T HIT MY JAMESY WAMESY!" someone called below. James ran towards the voice. "Save me Justina!" Jesse scowled. "Oh it's just that retard girl from England who keeps following us."
"Correction. Following him," I stroked James hair as he cowered beside me. "Lookie James!" I showed him a poster of a Capsule Corporation Jacket. "Go to Capsule Corp. if you want one," I hinted subtly.
James sighed, "We have no money…"
"Oh they'll just give you one for free if you pretend you intend to pay."
"Really? EEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!" James scampered away before Jesse could stop him. "Dammit, what are you up to?" she said. I was too busy going over my ultimate plan in my head and staring at James' arse. "I didn't tell him where to go…"
Luckily, James used what little initiative he had and saw the address on the back of the poster. He flew across to America (don't ask me how he afforded that) and wandered around Seattle looking for Capsule Corp. But it wasn't easy, he had to make his way through busy crowds and graffiti covered streets. The most common tags were 'DBC', 'Prince Rau is ma bitch' and 'Frieza was here'. James eventually made it to Capsule Corp. "This must be the place," he muttered to himself and cautiously entered the building. The first room seemed to be a reception with a desk, phone, computer and a sign saying 'gone to lunch'. "Aws!" James stamped his foot. "I wanted a coooooool jacket." There was a shuffling sound followed by a low growl in the next room. "Hello?" he edged through the doorway. "Cooo-eee! Is anyone here? I wanna get one of those coooooool jackets." He paused. There before him, was a short, muscular, scantily clad monkey-man. "I… I… I-yi…." The man turned around and frowned. "Bulma?" Vegeta looked James up and down. "No… you're flat-chested and too feminine." James giggled and blushed. "I hope you don't think me forward but… well you're pretty hot and… um…" Vegeta took a step back. But he's a guy… I think, he thought. Then again, I haven't felt this way since Kakaro… He reached out and brushed his gloved hand against James. He fell into Vegeta's arms. "Finally, a dominating man to love me!"
"Finally, a complete and utter poof to adore me!" Vegeta grinned. James suddenly noticed that his back was bent awkwardly in order to be at chest height to Vegeta and his legs buckled underneath him. He sat on the floor and smiled cheekily. Vegeta turned and pointed to his bedroom. "Now," was all he said. James clapped his hands and skipped after Vegeta. He didn't need telling twice.