I've got a dream to take you over

Bulma watched the meeting progress towards outright despair. Sure, it was pretty cool being invited to Queen Serenity's court, but as an emissary from Capsule Corporation to discuss the financing of a war, Bulma wasn't so hot on.

"Queen Beryl and Lord Freeza have only just begun negotiations for their treaty," Bulma watched the Queen carefully, praying the older woman had some kind of trick up her sleeve. "We still have time. We must fortify our defenses, especially on the outer rim of the galaxy. It should be fairly easy to move our troops."

"Your Majesty," Prince Enymion stood, bowing in deference, "With all due respect, our combined fleets are minimal. Freeza alone outnumbers us five to one, and as soon as Beryl turns his eye here, we'll be outnumbered ten to one at the very least. I believe it to be in our best interest to ally ourselves with another galactic power." Endymion sat back in his seat around the large white table, waiting for a response from the Queen.

Bulma sighed in relief; at least there was someone else in this glittering, defenseless hall that was having the same thought she was. The Moon Kingdom might have its defenses, and Capsule Corp. was certainly good at building weapons, but what was needed was something to stack the deck with, even the odds just a little.

"The Sayajin," Bulma leaned forward in her high-backed glittering white chair. "They hate Freeza with a fiery passion, and if they sign up with us, we're only outnumbered five to one again. What's more, they like the odds stacked against them in a fight, and even a Sayajin is smart enough to know that five to one is doable."

"We will not align ourselves with the Sayajin!" The Queen barked, "Those who have been foolish enough to do so in the past have suffered the consequences. Sayajin revel in war, worship it, glorify it. As soon as Freeza and Beryl are defeated, if they can be defeated, the Sayajin will turn on us out of boredom. It is their way."

"I was thinking of the Nameks, actually," Endymion said from across the table. "They have healers as well as warriors, and the repercussions of joining forces with them is much less drastic. Besides, they have the same thing we have that Freeza will want."

"The Dragon balls aside," Princess Serenity hardly ever got too involved in these discussions, but her face was intent as she leaned forward, "Freeza probably wont care about what happens to the planets in this solar system, but Beryl will want everything destroyed. I agree with Neptune and Uranus," she nodded at the two women across the table, "That we must to anything necessary to ensure the continued existence of our people, our kingdoms, and our way of life. I believe that both Bulma and Endymion are right. The Nameks will make good allies for all the obvious reasons, but we need the Sayajin for their sheer physical strength."

Bulma adjusted her opinion of the princess; she'd thought the silver-haired girl was a ditzy klutz, but that much diplomacy and intelligence coming out of her mouth said otherwise. She shot a look over her shoulder to Chi Chi, standing by the door; one fine black eyebrow was raised, indicating her own altered opinion.

"The Sayajin are incorrigible," Mars crossed her arms, "There is absolutely no way that they'd ever agree to ally with us to begin with, and even if they did, we'd have an even bigger problem on our hands."

"Not only that," Venus cut in, "Sayajin are volitile by nature, and our very presence on their planet could trigger them into killing us all for sport."

"Historically speaking, the Sayajin have defected on eight treaties, and upheld one, among the galactic trade." Mercury set her scouter down, looking grim. "We have little chance of presenting them with a treaty they will even want to enter into."

"That," Bulma grinned, "Is where I've developed a little plan." They stared at her for a long moment, as she continued to smirk. "There's a cultural loop-hole. Sayajin divide their social classes by warrior castes, and unlike Earth nobility, a warrior can rise or fall from a caste based on his honor or strength. Sayajin law dictates that if a weaker warrior does something to save a stronger warrior from losing his honor, that stronger warrior is honor-bound to protect the weaker. Its sometimes a courting ritual, but the custom permeates all of society."

"And how do you intend that we should save the honor of a Sayajin?" Queen Serenity was listening at least, despite the misgiving look she was wearing.

"Prince Vegeta is the key." Bulma chewed her lip for a moment; she wasn't keen on spilling every detail of the reading Baba had done, and telling them it was a gut instinct just wasn't going to fly. "He's not a traditionalist, like his father; in fact, most of the Sayajin court is afraid he'll ascend the throne too soon, and start implementing drastic changes in the Sayajin foreign trade policies. Plus, he served in Freeza's army from the age of five to the age of sixteen. He's the one who swore that the Sayajin would completely annihilate Freeza." She didn't add that Baba had looked her right in the eye, and told her that the Prince of all Sayajin was her destiny.

"Do you believe he can be swayed?" Jupiter asked, turning in her seat to look at Bulma.

"I do." She offered no further explanation, merely met the large green eyes of the guardian.

"I will need volunteer emissaries." Queen Serenity rose from her seat, and looked around the table. "Who will go to Vegetasie?"

Bulma stood immediately, but everyone seemed pretty shocked when Princess Serenity joined her.

"Mother, I wish to appoint the emissaries," she gave a little curtsy of deference to the queen, who nodded. "Mars, Jupiter, Venus, and Mercury, I ask that you go to Nameksie and ask for whatever help they can give. You must convey the dire urgency of their aid, and implore them to understand that with Earth and the Moon Kingdom out of the way, Nameksie will be next. Prince Endymion, I ask that you go with Bulma and I to Vegetasie, as my consort and protector. Uranus, Neptune, and Pluto, I ask that you allow Sailor Saturn to be born, and return to the edges of our solar system and stand guard there until my return."

"Serenity!" The Queen looked almost livid. "Sailor Saturn is the bringer of destruction and ruin, you will not allow her to be-"

"It will not be our destruction that she brings, Mother."

Bulma felt like cheering the girl on; standing up to her mother, and pulling out all the guns in order to put the enemy down once and for all.

"This is suicide, Serenity! You will destroy us all at the cost of destroying this enemy!"

"Better to die knowing we fought long and hard, with everything we have, than lie down and let Freeza or Beryl roll right over us," Bulma interrupted. The queen glared, but she didn't really care. "My ship is already provisioned and ready to leave within the hour for Vegetasie. C'mon, Princess, lets go kick some Sayajin ass! Hope you don't mind, but my friend Chi Chi is my co-pilot."

"Not at all; oh, this is going to be so much fun!" the Princess squealed and danced around, then promptly tripped over her own dress.

Bulma squeezed her eyes shut to keep from rolling them. An hour later, though, she was back on board the ship she'd built with her father, heading out of the solar system and straight for the home world of the most warlike race of people the universe had yet to spit into space.

A/N; This is going to be a bit more epic than the other stories, on the basis that there's just so many characters trying to find thier way in, and so much research and thought going in to melding the two seperate universes as seamlessly as possible. I'm trying! I really need reveiws for this one, guys, I'm not going to be able to catch all the plot holes. The simple fact is that I know DBZ better than SM; I didnt know until I started writing this that there was even a live action version of the anime! And the musicals...that seems a bit much, but I bet the costumes were amazing! Anyway...lyrics from Savage Garden.