New World

A/N: I know I said I'd take a vote, but it's been a while since my last posting of a new chapter, and only one or two people decided to vote, and that was for a KH fic anyway, so here it is. Well, technically it's a crossover, but I'm still putting it under Kingdom Hearts because it's mostly KH anyway, so there you go. By the way, Bobbi is me. This fic is written in first-person point of view, so you get a little insight to what generally goes through my mind.

Teek: Absolutely nothing is what!

Me: Shut up, Teek.

Teek: ((sticks her tongue out at me)) And I'm in the fic! I even tell some of it, so you get an insight into my mind, too!

Me: Which is generally "Kill... KILL!" Right?

Teek: No, usually it's "Lessee, who to annoy now? Hey, I haven't bugged Trunks for .0000005 seconds, I'll go torment him a while!"

Trunks: That explained a lot, imoutosan.

Teek: Shut up, jikei.

Bobbi: No more speaking Japanese, guys. That's my job.

Teek & Trunks: Shut up, Baka!

Bobbi: ((sweat drops)) Urgh... And I thought I could get annoying...

----Bobbi----

I felt a dull ache in my head. Which was normal, as Steve was yelling at something again. It had been a few weeks since Christmas, when I got the best RPG of all time, Kingdom Hearts. I obsessed over it as soon as I saw just a little of the case after I carefully removed the wrapping paper and Mom yelled that we're not saving the paper, just rip it off already! So, anyway, as my little brother continued is swearing and insulting of computer data, I began massaging my temples in a vain attempt to relieve myself of the pounding headache I knew I was going to get if the kid didn't shut up right that second.

As I kept my jaws clamped on the loud "SHUT UP ALREADY!" I knew wasn't going to work, I noticed something subtly odd about my headache. Figuring I'd better see what she wanted now, I slipped into a dazed state, and entered an alternate universe that was somehow a part of, yet totally different from my mind. It's really weird, but I like the company.

Everything seemed normal there. Well, as normal as my mind can get. The forest hadn't changed any, it was still the same, tall trees, the same twilight, the same birds calling out the same melodies, yadda yadda yadda. The ruins hadn't changed any. Except maybe someone kicked over a stone or two here and there, but nothing dramatic that would show a sign of any trouble. Dart and Lea had probably been sparring again. Link was still bound and gagged to a tree... Every one looked okay. That is, everyone who wasn't kneeling over a girl with blonde hair and sea-green eyes who was just starting to sit up.

I walked over to a dear old friend of mine. Teek had short, brownish-red hair cut in the same style as her older brother's, Trunks, and the darkest blue eyes you had ever seen. She truly looked like the daughter of a Saiya-jin prince with her tight-muscled stomach and the on-guard-constantly-yet-strangely-relaxed way she carried herself. She came from the same dimension as the anime and manga titled Dragon Ball Z, but was unknown to Akira Toriyama at the time he wrote the manga. It's a long story.

When Teek heard me approach, she turned and grinned, elbowing her oniichan, Trunks, in the ribs. Trunks turned around, too, and the sibs waved to me in greeting as I trotted over to see what was going on.

"Hey, guys, what's up?" I asked as the distance closed between the siblings and me.

"It's about time you showed up, Twerp," Trunks said, calling me by the nickname he oh-so-lovingly bestowed upon me. I tried not to roll my eyes at it this time. "We've been trying to get your attention forever."

"Steve was swearing again," I told them, causing them both to roll their eyes. They knew what I was talking about and found it no less annoying than I did. "So, you guys gonna tell me what's up or not?"

Teek jabbed her thumb over her shoulder at the girl, who was staring at me with a look that said plainly "What the hell?".

"New girl," was all Teek had to say about her.

"Huhn... And she's from...?"

"Kingdom Hearts, as near as we can tell. It's the only thing that could have possibly awoken her."

"Ah! Okay. I was wondering when she'd show. Got her name yet?"

"No. Besides, we're leaving that up to you. You've gotten good enough at this that you don't need help anymore. Feel the link at all?"

"Do you think I would have asked for a name if I did? Anyway, who's she for?"

"We think it's Riku."

"I thought she might be. I felt a connection to him ever since I saw the commercial."

"So, what you gonna do, kid?" Trunks asked.

"I'm gonna talk to her, you big brute!"

Teek and Trunks exchanged what I've taken to calling "the Look" with each other, nodded, and stepped out of my way. Honestly, I think those two share the same brain sometimes. It's freaky how they know what one's gonna do before they do it. Like they did the Fusion Dance too many times.

I walked up to the new girl, after pausing briefly to ask another old friend, Phoe, if she had any more info on the newcomer. I knelt down next to her, and looked straight into her sea-green eyes. As I felt the link between us form, I smiled, knowing that she would become yet another close friend.

A/N: Well, that was chapter one.

Teek: Even though we don't act like it at all, Bobbi and I are really close friends, believe it or not.

Trunks: Yeah. I can't imagine life without her now.

Me: Well, I try not to imagine life without you guys. It just wouldn't be as fun. Thank you Akira Toriyama for thinking up Dragon Ball Z!

Trunks: Enough sentimental crap, Twerp, you're starting to scare me.

Me: Oh, shut up, shin'yuu!

Bloopers

Scene: Bobbi "enters her head"

Link: It's about friggin' time you got here!
Bobbi: YEEP! Oh, hi, Link!
Director: You're supposed to be gagged!

Scene: Bobbi questions Teek

Bobbi: Who's she for, Riku?
Teek: No, Wakka.
Director: CUT! Wrong scene, wrong fic, wrong acter! Oy!

Scene: Same

Teek: Feel the link yet?
Bobbi: ((giggles))D'you want me to?
Teek: ((confused))Uh... sure, why not...?
Bobbi: ((giggles harder))Okay... ((starts feeling Link in places no one should know about))
Link: ((too completely freaked out to respond))
Director: BOBBI! No hentai!
Bobbi: Perverted out-take! I hope you're happy, Rebecca!