Sorry if that last chapter was leeching off of Dragonball Z a bit much. But, I had to set the events in motion. For the same reason, this chapter may do the same thing.

"I've ridden galactic slugs faster than this vehicle!" Vegeta grunted in annoyance.

"Oh hush!" Bulma cut in. "So, is Goku really going to show up?"

"He'll be there!" Gohan answered. "I just know it!"

"When has Goku ever let us down before? Of course he'll be there!" Master Roshi cheered.

"Listen Vegeta, and this goes for you kids too…" Gohan announced to Vegeta, Trunks, and Goten. "I think we should all agree to not turn into Super Saiyans during the fights."

"What for?" Vegeta asked skeptically.

"That's a good idea, if people see you guys transform, there's a good chance they'll recognize you from the broadcast of the Cell Games." Bulma agreed. "And after that well…the journalists would get your names off the entry form and TV cameras would be all over my front yard!"

"Yeah, it's a real mess trying to deal with it in high school!" Gohan answered.

"I don't see the problem." Vegeta cut in. "When the journalists arrive I'll just destroy them!"

"Vegeta, would you behave yourself?!"

Vegeta smirked at his wife's outburst. "Fine it's settled. There will be no Super Saiyan transformations during the battles. Of course I'll still have the advantage." He said with a cocky smirk.

"That's ok with us Dad!" Trunks agreed.

"Yeah!" Goten nodded.

"Thanks guys." Gohan smiled.

"Maybe now I'll stand a chance!" Krillin laughed. "Fighting a Super Saiyan is like trying to fight a steamroller with your hands tied!"

"PIPE DOWN!" Vegeta yelled.

"Uhhh…sorry." Krillin backtracked.

"Wow! This place is great!" Rini said excitedly, holding on to Darien's hand, with Horatu holding on to the other one. "I still can't believe that the Outers let you come, Hotaru!"

"Well, they said it's for the good of the Earth to be watching out for Mordred here. If I can help, I'd be happy to." The purple-eyed girl smiled.

The Sailor Scouts all arrived in their transformed states, and Darien was dressed as Tuxedo Mask.

"Hey look! It's the Sailor Scouts!" Some people said as they passed.

"I guess they're gonna be competing!" Others said.

"Yeah!" Rei exclaimed happily. "Finally we're getting some of the recognition we deserve!"

Suddenly, a crowd of people began to cheer, and children ran past the Scouts.

"Hey no! I saw him first!" Children shouted to each other as they ran to the Scouts' left.

"Oh no! It's that big goon Mr. Satan!" Rei hissed, sticking her tongue out. "I'd sure love to get a crack at him and light that stupid hair of his on fire!"

"You better be careful what you wish for, Rei!" Ami bantered. "Are you really sure you want to fight the man that killed Cell?"

"Yeah Rei. I mean, you could barely handle your grandfather when that Nega-creep Zoisite turned him into that monster! What makes you think you could possibly handle that kind of power?!" Lita teased.

"Hey!" She objected.

Everyone that was gathered burst out into laughter, Rei included.

"Awww guys, this is so great!" Serena said. "We haven't smiled like this in a while."

Everyone looked at each other with warmth and friendship in their eyes.

"And just look! There's food, games, contests! All sorts of cool things to do!" Serena chimed as she zipped about looking at all the things around, causing the others to eyeball her. "And as of yet no sign of nasty old Mordred." She said as she returned to her friends, keeping her voice low in a dismissive tone.

"However, there is a sign of Mister Hunkmeister!" Mina exclaimed, hearts throbbing in her eyes.

"Hm?" The others asked as they turned in her direction.

The crowd had cleared toward Mr. Satan, revealing to the Scouts none other than the Great Saiyaman, who was with several other people.

"IT'S THE GREAT SAIYAMAN!" Lita and Rei shouted in excitement, mirroring Mina's expression.

"So, he showed up after all." Darien muttered.

"Woah, who's that big green guy he's talking with?" Rei asked.

"Only one way to find out!" Mina smiled.

She then began to run toward him.

"Hey! No fair!" Lita and Rei called out as they ran after her.

Ami, Serena, Luna, Rini, Artemis, Hotaru, Darien, and Diana merely stood there with bewildered looks on their faces.

"You would have been right there with them in the old days." Ami said to her friend.

Serena laughed. "Well…what can I say? I guess I'm more grown up than they are now!" She declared in triumph. "C'mon, let's go over there."

"That outfit…you're really going to fight in that?" Piccolo asked.

"Of course!" Gohan answered.

"HEY! GREAT SAIYAMAN!"

Gohan's eyes widened in surprise behind his glasses as he watched a few familiar figures approaching. Everyone else eyed them curiously as well, besides Piccolo and Vegeta, who merely stood in the same calm posture as they watched the girls approach.

"Hi Saiyaman, whatcha doin'? Who's your friends?" Lita, who had gotten there first asked. She quickly felt Mina and Rei sliding into her back.

"Oh, this is my friend Piccolo."

"Hi Mr. Piccolo, why are you so green?" Mina asked. "Shouldn't you be in a hospital instead of a martial arts tournament?"

The Namekian gave a startled grunt, but his eyes quickly softened. He looked at all of the Scouts with a less-icy stare than they'd seen him give at first, which surprised them. They saw that he was looking at them as if he were somehow acquainted with them.

"You sure showed up with a lot of people." Serena smiled at Gohan. "I didn't realize you were such a popular guy!"

Gohan blushed, eliciting a smile from Serena.

"I think you've met everyone." She continued. "All except Sailor Saturn here."

"Oh, so there's a Sailor Saturn too?"

"Hi!" The little girl greeted as she went forward to shake his hand, Gohan returning in kind.

Gohan's friends were watching, clearly amused, except Vegeta and Piccolo.

"What are you guys doing here? Are you Sailor Scouts going to fight in the tournament?" He asked.

"We sure are!" Mina smiled.

"Yeah, one of us is sure to win!" Rei declared. "It'll be a cinch!"

This caused Vegeta to exit his state of mild curiosity to instead bellow over in laughter.

"What do you find so funny?" Rei glared.

"One of you? Win the tournament?!" Vegeta laughed at the very thought. "What are you going to do? Strangle me with those little bows on your skirts?!"

Rei glared. "Just watch!" I'll set this jerk's hair on fire! His hairdo is even worse than Mr. Satan's!

"Yeah, who do you think you are?!" Lita angrily asked.

"Woah!" Gohan backtracked, standing in front of the Scouts. "You guys just don't know Vegeta, he's always making jokes like that!" He sweated, and then turned his head to glare at Vegeta, who merely gave him a cocky smirk.

"Hey, Trunks." Goten whispered as he got his friend's attention by pulling on his shirt. "Those girls are kinda pretty aren't they?" He referred to Rini and Hotaru.

"Yeah." Trunks agreed. "If they don't have cooties that is."

Rini and Hotaru merely eyed the two boys with curiosity.

"I wonder if we're going to be fighting them." Rini asked.

"Maybe." Hotaru said, not taking her eyes off them.

The girl's deep purple stare freaked even Trunks and Goten out a bit.

Suddenly, a man in an orange Gi appeared seemingly out of thin air, deeply startling the Sailor Scouts. Gohan and crew however, eyed the form with joy.

"So, Great Saiyaman." Mina said as she finally managed to get past her friends. She was the only one not noticing the newcomer. "Do you wanna get a shake or two after the tournament?" she asked as she began to gently touch his chest.

"Hey! I'm back!"

"Dad! It's you!"

Mina giggled. "I'm not your dad, Saiyaman!"

"You guys have changed a lot in seven years! Gohan! You're giant! So guys, are you just gonna stand there and stare at me all day?"

"Dad!" Gohan shouted and ran towards him, causing Mina to topple over to the ground.

"Guess he's not interested in you!" Rei teased.

"Can it Rei…" Mina trailed, as her head throbbed.

"Girls…" Luna said, catching the attention of the now more isolated Sailor Scouts, thus making her feel secure in speaking freely. "Remember, we're here on Sailor Business, not to chase guys or make new friends!"

"Yes, we really should get going. Besides, they're paying all of their attention to that guy now! We might be able to talk to them later!" Ami interjected.

"Yeah, let's get going." Serena said, she, Darien, Rini and Hotaru being the first to begin the trek toward the registration area.

"So, is it a certainty that one of the Sailor Scouts will be the new World Champion this year?" A reporter covering the event asked to them.

"You betcha! I am Sailor Moon! I will right wrongs and triumph over my competition!" She declared as she did her trademark pose. "And that means Mr. Satan!"

The reporter sweat dropped.

"Yeah, just like the way you triumphed over your last math test!" Mars teased with a glare. "What was that grade you got? A nine out of one hundred if I remember correctly!"

Sailor Moon closed her eyes and rubbed the back of her head nervously. "Just because I got a bad grade doesn't mean I won't win here!"

"And Sailor Chibi Moon and Saturn are going to be facing each other in the finals of the junior division, just you watch!" Jupiter bragged.

The reporter smiled. "You guys are going to be the junior finalists huh?"

"You got it!" Chibi Moon chimed while Saturn was more reserved.

"Well, I wish good luck to all of you!" She said.

The Scouts nodded and went toward the entry area.

"What weirdoes…" The reporter muttered. "Those girls actually think they can beat Mr. Satan! Hey…there's the last of them! Great, I'm tired of brownnosing! Hi where are you guys from?!" She asked excitedly to Vegeta and Piccolo, who merely ignored her. "What about you?"

"Oh, I'm dead, just back for the day." Goku said as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

As he and the reporter talked, Piccolo destroyed the camera using telekinesis.

"I see Piccolo hasn't changed!" Goku laughed.

He and the rest of the Z Fighters made their way out into the preliminary area.

"Punch machine? Uh oh. I thought there was going to be some kind of preliminary tournament or something. Brute strength alone? That's so unfair!" Serena moped.

"Don't worry about it Serena." Ami reassured. "We can just use one of our attacks, but hold it in our hand secretly. I'm sure it'll work!"

"Yeah, what do we have to lose?!" Lita agreed.

"To test out the punching machine, the defending champion, Mr. Satan!" The preliminary referee declared.

"YEAH!" Mr. Satan roared as he came out. "Does anybody want this?!" He taunted as he held up his championship belt.

"Yuck! What a show off!" Mina hissed, the other scouts agreeing with a nod as they eyed him skeptically, the rest of the crowd cheering their heads off.

"Hey, it doesn't look like Saiyaman and his friends are that impressed either." Ami pointed out.

"Yeah, I wonder who those guys are?" Rei asked.

"I wanna know how that guy in the orange got that golden ring over his head to do that! That's so cool!" Serena gawked.

The other Scouts giggled along with her.

"I can't decide what's worse…him or his fans." Krillin muttered to Gohan.

"I'm sure you'll want a picture of this!" Mr. Satan roared and began to pose.

Both the Z Fighters and Sailor Scouts on opposite ends of the gathering looked at him like he was an idiot.

This has to stop. Piccolo thought, and then destroyed all of the cameras with his telekinesis.

The Sailor Scouts gave a nervous yelp when they saw the photograph equipment shatter.

"Where'd that come from?" Serena asked, wide-eyed.

"Don't know." Lita answered. "But it stopped that idiot!" She smirked. "Why not say hi to Saiyaman now?!"

"Piccolo?" Gohan asked.

"A ring is a place for fighters, not publicity-seekers, and I don't want you holding back any of your strength because you're afraid of being discovered. I want a good fight."

Gohan smiled, but his attention was quickly taken away by a few familiar voices. He turned and saw the Sailor Scouts waving at him again. Gohan laughed nervously and raised his hand at them. The glance was then broken off by Mr. Satan's growl.

"Haaaaaa!" He shouted as he psyched himself up. "SATAN PUNCH!" He yelled as he slammed his fist into the punching machine.

"Incredible! Mr. Satan has just scored 137 points!" The referee declared.

"Good luck to all you fighters! And I hope one of you can at least break 100 so we can have a decent match!" Mr. Satan said triumphantly, his fist raised in the air.

"All entries please form a line in front of the machine after you've been assigned a number." The referee ordered.

"And anyone who is entering the junior tournament please gather over here by me!"

"Guess that's your call!" Serena said as she knelt to Rini.

"Good luck you guys!" Ami wished to Rini and Hotaru.

The two girls smiled and hugged each of the Scouts, then happily ran over to where they were assigned.

"Ok kids, good luck!" Krillin wished to Goten and Trunks.

"…Sure." Trunks said, bummed, Goten having the same expression.

"Next up, number seven." The referee said.

Serena's heart began to pick up, it was her turn.

"Hey…isn't that Sailor Moon?" Some of the other fighters muttered among themselves.

Vegeta gave a cocky chuckle. "I bet she doesn't even score as high as that idiot Mr. Satan." He chuckled louder. "Sailor Moon…how absurd!"

Sailor Moon heard his mutterings. Her eyes began to water and her face turned red. But she resolved not to cry in front of him. She'd prove him wrong. With grit and determination, she stared down the machine. It would be difficult to do, but she'd channel her magic directly into her hands.

Moon Power! She thought as she brought her fist hurtling towards the machine. Her gloved fist slammed into the machine as hard as she could make it.

"Incredible…150 points!" The referee shouted. That girl just scored higher than Mr. Satan!

"All right Sailor Moon!" Sailor Mars cheered as Moon smiled in a goofy fashion and held up two fingers.

Mars was up next. She glared at Vegeta, who glared back.

I'll show that big jerk! She resolved. Mars fire… She grimaced and punched the machine.

"Wow! 147 points!" The referee was again amazed.

Sailor Mars turned her head, looked back at Vegeta, narrowed her eyebrows, and stuck out her tongue, making a distinct spitting sound at the Saiyan Prince.

"I scored higher than you Rei!" Serena chimed.

"Shut up." The black-haired girl muttered.

The three other Sailor Scouts were next up. Mercury, Jupiter, and Venus, scored a 141, 154, and 145, respectively, each utilizing part of their magic.

"Hooray! We're going to get into the tournament!" Sailor Moon squealed as she and her fellow Scouts jumped up and down.

The referee and the other fighters were bewildered that these young girls had scored higher than the reigning world champion and defeater of Cell, Mr. Satan.

But their bewilderment would soon turn into outright shock.

"Next please, number eighteen!"

"Now, 18, remember to take it easy!" Krillin whispered.

"I know." The blonde android muttered.

"Hey, it's one of Saiyaman's friends." Lita whispered. "Let's see what these guys can do…"

Android 18 casually punched the machine, as if she put no effort at all into it.

"Seven hundred…and seventy…four?!" The referee trailed.

The fighters gawked, the Sailor Scouts included.

"It seems to be out of order…sorry about that." The referee said.

"That's what you call takin' it easy!?" Krillin asked his wife.

"It's not my fault these guys are weaklings!" She hissed.

Sailor Mercury took out her VR Visor and scanned the machine.

"No, guys." She whispered. "The machine isn't broken. That girl that seems to be associated with Saiyaman really did score 774!"

"And it didn't even look like she tried!" Venus whispered.

"Ok ma'm would you like to try again?" The referee asked with a smile.

Android 18 slightly crouched and carefully placed a blow on the machine.

"Two hundred…and three…" The referee gawked.

Krillin was next.

"One hundred…and…ninety two points…"

Goku punched the machine next.

"One hundred…and eighty six points…"

Piccolo next punched it.

"Two hundred and ten points…"

"The pressure mechanism seems to be broken, go get the other machine." The referee said to his assistant.

Vegeta next calmly walked up to the machine. On his way there he gave a cocky smirk to Sailor Mars, who quickly transitioned from a gawk to a glare. Those little girls think they're so great, I'll show them what true power looks like! He was going to do it anyway, but those idiotic Sailor brats- especially that one in the red outfit gave him added impetus.

"Now stand aside!" Vegeta ordered to the referee.

"Uhh….oohhh…" He babbled.

Vegeta slammed his fist into the machine, breaking it to pieces and sending it flying across the arena, through a tree, and into the brick wall.

"Oh wow…" The referee's assistant said.

The Sailor Scouts all stood in drooped over, gape-mouthed, bug-eyed shock.

"Sailor Mars…I don't think you should anger this guy…" Sailor Venus suggested with her mouth still gaping.

Vegeta calmly turned, walking past the still stunned Sailor Scouts with a calm frown, paying no attention to them.

"Uhm…Serena?"

"Yes Mina?" She answered; all of the Scouts still had not blinked.

"Are you really sure you wanna fight in the tournament with those guys around?"

"No, Mina." She said with no emotion.

"Hey…what if that guy is one of Mordred's goons?" Lita asked angrily, finally coming out of her shocked state. "What if all of them are?!"

"Wouldn't that make Saiyaman one of Mordred's goons?" Serena asked.

Rei, Mina, and Lita moped.

"I don't think so." Rei answered. "Saiyaman has fought those weird creatures Mordred sends out with us more than once, and those guys are certainly very powerful…but I'm not sensing any bad vibes from them, not even that jerk with the worst haircut I've ever seen!" She hissed about Vegeta.

"Only one way to find out for sure though, we've gotta stick to it!" Mercury declared. "We've overcome impossible odds before!"

The Sailor Scouts smiled and nodded.

"Still…those guys stole our thunder. Way to steal our moment of triumph Saiyaman's friends!" Lita hissed.

"Hey Vegeta, I heard they're starting the junior competition in a few minutes. Do you wanna go?" Goku asked.

"Fine, anything's better than this lame sideshow!" Vegeta sneered.

Goku, Vegeta, Krillin, Piccolo, and Android 18 walked calmly toward the main arena, virtually parting the sea of gawkers around them.

"So, what's your status?" Mordred asked from his chair, engaging in telepathic communication as he sipped his wine.

"There's been a few…technical difficulties." A voice answered. "It seems that there are stronger people here than even we expected."

Mordred grinned. "Excellent." He said as his grey eyes glowed in the darkness of his lair's throne room.

Sorry if that leeched off of Dragonball Z a bit much, but I hope you enjoyed the initial interactions between the Z Fighters and Sailor Scouts. Feel free to drop a review.