A/N; My first ever fic! I never thought I'd actually get to do one. Thisis a Dragonball Z/Yu-Gi-Oh/beyblade crossover. Go easy on me please.

Nicole has set up a talent show at her school and had sent posters out all over the county. The Yu-Gi-Oh crew, The Bladebreakers and some the Z-fighters decide to give it a go. What chaos is gonna break loose? And who's that girl who looks like Yamcha?

Warnings; May contain swearing and hinting of Yaoi, don't like? Don't read!

Pairings: KaixRay, SetoxJoey, YamixYugi, TrunksxGoten, maybe TristanxDuke?

Disclaimer; I do NOT own DBZ, Yu-Gi-Oh! Or Beyblade or any of their characters, however I do own; the plot, my four OC's, the school name and the talents of these guys. Thank you.

-'thoughts'

- Anything bold and in brackets is me, sorry.

Oh, Yami and Bakura have their own bodies, and Joey can sew.

On with the fic!

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Chapter 1; You're on!

"Hey guys! Look at what I just found in the letter box!" cried Yugi, running into the lounge of his apartment above the game shop. The whole gang was round, hanging out for the day.

"Um…A letter?" snorted Bakura, giving the tri-colour haired teen one of his death glares, Ryou sweat-dropped and hid his head in his hands.

"Shut it Tomb Robber! Go ahead abiou." Yami told his hikari, giving Bakura a glare of his own. He wasn't going to let anyone insult his little Yugi.

Yugi held up a poster, it was advertising a talent competition at the Royal Griffin Boarding School, the other side of town. He read it out loud.

"Got a talent you wouldn't mind showing off in a friendly contest? Well come down to the school on the 11th August (a/n; Random date!) and show off what you can do! Write to Nicole King for those participating…Backstage help also needed."

"I wouldn't mind giving it a go." said Yami.

"You, talent? Oh Pharaoh, you crack me up!" laughed Bakura.

"Shut up Bakura! Only because you're jealous." Ryou exploded, everyone looked at him, it wasn't like Ryou to explode, but they all knew it was a matter of time.

Bakura bristled. "We have an act hikari so shut up!" Yami grinned. "You got something to say Pharaoh?"

"I do as it happens." Yami smirked. "I bet that I'd beat you in this contest."

"Yeah right! I'd beat you!"

"Oh no, not another bet!" Joey groaned; he was sewing something onto a green hoody.

"Shut up mutt, this could get interesting." Seto Kaiba, watching his pup sewing from his corner in Yugi's lounge, he had only come because Mokuba begged him with those damned puppy dog eyes. But seeing Joey here made him think it was worth it.

"Let me see, if I win, you have to be my slave for a week." Yami smirked. "If you win, which I highly doubt,I'm your slave."

Bakura was thinking it over. "You're on!" he cried.

"Seto, can you write the letter for us?" asked Mokuba, giving him the eyes.

"Fine, I might just come and watch the chaos, plus I wanna see what the mutt will be entertaining us with." Seto smirked. Joey had just stabbed his thumb with the needle at the mention of his nickname.

Somewhere in the hills nearby… with the Z fighters!

Trunks was flying towards the others, a piece of paper clutched in his hand.

"Guys! There's a talent contest!" he yelled, landing beside Goten. "Hiya Goten."

"Really Trunks? Let's have a look." said Gohan to the lavender haired teen. "Oh cool."

"What are you going to do Gohan? Bore them with one of your lectures?" snorted Goten. "Go on dad; land him one in the gut!"

"Huh?" asked Goku, his black hair the biggest and messiest of the lot. Then the shorter dark haired man hit him in the face and sent him into the ground. "VEGETA!" he cried. "You bastard! I wasn't ready!"

"Serves you right Goku, for not paying attention." laughed Tien, blinking his three eyes.

"A talent show huh?" asked Yamcha. He, Tien and Krillin exchanged a glance. And they all grinned. "What's the prize?"

"Twenty thousand yen. Sounds pretty good since it's a school after all." Trunks shrugged, knowing his mother's company made that about a million times over in a day. "You gonna go for it dad?"

"Why would I waste my time amusing others? When I can pummel the shit out of Kakarot for my own amusement?" Vegeta smirked.

"Ok Vegeta, I'll do you a deal. You and I do an act; after that, regardless of whether we win or lose, you can try as much as you want to pummel the living crap out of me, deal?" Goku sighed, knowing Vegeta had improved greatly and deep down he was kinda worried.

Vegeta smirked. "Deal. You going to do anything son?" he asked Trunks, who anime fell at his father's sudden niceness.

"Nah, Goten and I will just watch you lot." Trunks got up and put an arm around Goten's shoulders, making the slightly shorter teen blush crimson.

"I might help backstage." Gohan added, pulling out a note book and pen. "Better write to this Nicole girl. Piccolo, you helping?" he asked his green friend. Piccolo sighed and nodded, knowing he's regret it later.

At the Granger Dojo, five blocks from Yugi's place.

"Guys, Guys!" Kenny and Hilary came bounding into the dojo, only to see Tyson's grandpa, flailing his kendo stick like an extra limb. Man, he was more agile than what his age let on.

"They're in back lil' homie." he told them. Kenny and Hilary bowed their thanks and ran into the garden.

Max and Ray were battling, and Tyson was twirling a drumstick in boredom. (NOT the chicken kind! The drumming kind!)

Kai was kicking back by a tree watching Ray concentrating on the match. 'God he's cute when he frowns like that…no, can't be thinking that, dammit!'

"DRACIEL!" Max's cry to his blade brought Kai out of his trance and the match to an end. Ray growled and picked his blade up.

"OI! Listen up, the Chief's got something." whistled Hilary. Everyone dropped what they were doing, Tyson poking himself in the eye with his drumstick.

"Ow, shit! What is it?" he grumbled, rubbing his eye. Kenny read out the information and showed them the poster. "Lucky we became a band then isn't it." he grinned, despite his eye tearing up. "You in guys?"

"Yeah!" nodded Max and Ray, his features brightening. "How about it, Kai?" Ray asked Kai who blushed; he had been staring at Ray despite himself. Recovering quickly like he always did.

"I'd say you'd be lost without me." he smirked and nodded, earning a warm smile from Ray.

"You guys better get started, I'll write to this Nicole person."

At the Royal Griffin Boarding School in the Dining hall a day later…

Nicole was savouring a piece of Pecan Danish and reading a book when she was overshadowed by the big lady that worked at the admin desk, she dumped a number of letters on the table and stormed off. Mumbling her thanks, Nicole picked up the first one and could just make out the fancy writing.

Dear Miss King,

I am just writing to inform you that the following would be delighted to participate in your talent contest; -

Yugi Motau
Yami
Joey Wheeler
Tristan Taylor
Ryou and Bakura
Mokuba Kaiba wishes to assist you backstage in reply to your poster.

Sincerely

Seto Kaiba. CEO of KaibaCorp.

PS; I hope your school is insured.

"Oh boy." She sighed and pulled out her note book and jotted down the names, putting a star next to Bakura's name, she had heard of this guy a few times and bet any money that he would be doing something dangerous. Moving onto the next letter she discovered that it was typed.

Dear Miss King.

In response to your poster, we would like to inform you, that the bladebreakers would be participating in the show as a band. I would like to ask if there was any technical jobs backstage, as I would be delighted to offer my services, please get back to me at the email address overleaf. My friend Hilary wishes to help too.
Thank you for your time.

Kenny, aka the Chief.

Nicole scribbled their names down too, she read through the remaining two and made the necessary notes.

"I better get my diploma for this." she sighed, then she looked at her notes. "Ex-fighters, beybladers become band and retired duellists? This could get interesting." she smirked, heading to her dorm.

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Phew, my first Chapter done, I hope you readers enjoyed. Sorry about all the A/N's and if I got anything totally wrong.

Thank you for reading and please review! And please tell me if I should put Duke and Tristan as a couple? No flames please!