A/N: Well I'm glad that people enjoyed the last chapter of the story. I seriously had misconceptions about it, but it's good to have your guys support. I guess I should answer a few questions that everyone has been asking about certain parts of the story. To all of you Hinata haters I have to say that I am sorry. I'm a huge fan of Naruto/Hinata, so that is what this story is going to eventually become. There is just too much potential for this couple. So yeah, NaruHina are soul mates to me and always will be. So with that cleared up I now give you the highly anticipated, or not, chapter of my little fanfiction, The Strongest Ninja in the Universe. But first a few responses to reviews.

Hoyt: What do you mean the name is kind of sucky? I thought it was a clever little play on the DBZverse. Everybody always calls Goku the strongest saiyan in the universe, so I thought I would use that. But if anyone really thinks my title is lame, please tell me your suggestions. I just might like one of them and change it.

The Anonymous Reader: No apologies needed.I completely understand your concern about the power difference. But don't worry; all will be taken care of. Naruto may seem a bit overpowered at first, but trust me, I'm not going to make this a cake walk for the little saiyan ninja. He will be challenged, Believe it! (Eh, I couldn't resist. lol! I hate that catch phrase, stupid dubbers…grrr.)

The Strongest Ninja in the Universe

Chapter 3.

As one would imagine, the birth of Naruto was highly anticipated by the citizens of Satan City. And why wouldn't it be? Videl and Gohan had saved the city from peril more times than anyone could count. She was a precious hero to the people, and an icon of justice and strength. Not to mention she was the daughter of the famous ex-martial arts champion of the world, the Cell slayer himself, Hercule Satan.

And this was a fact that the former champ understood very well. While most of the Z senshi considered him a witless buffoon, no one could ignore his natural ability to take any situation and use it to improve his image. The birth of his daughter's children was no exception. No one would ever forget the monumental event that was Son Pan's birth after all. Hercule had pulled out all of the stops. Including a city wide parade, a free public martial arts tournament, not to mention the chance to meet the incredible Mr. Satan Hercule himself, of course. The Champ's popularity had skyrocketed afterwards, and sales had increased on all of his endorsed advertisements. So with his popularity dwindling slightly since his defeat at the hands of the young Uub at the last World Martial Arts tournament, Satan Hercule knew that he needed a chance to boost his image with the public again.

If only his daughter wasn't being so uncooperative.

"Oh come on sweet bean, you know it'll be a lot of fun. Remember the great party we had at Pan's birth?" The champ was currently pleading his case to his daughter as she stormed through his opulent city mansion.

"No, means no dad. I remember very well the debacle you made of Pan's birth. I remember being almost nine months pregnant and having to sign autograph after autograph, not to mention the fact that you roped Gohan into giving flying piggy back rides to all the kids in the city. I was so stressed out that day that I almost went into labor!"

Videl stormed her way down another hall, her shoes echoing off of the expensive marble flooring. She marched past several paintings covering the walls and caught glimpses of portraits portraying her father defeating the evil entity Cell. This just fueled her fury as she quickened her steps, attempting to get away from her father and his schemes. 'Was there nothing he wouldn't do to bolster his popularity'? She angrily thought as she was once more blocked by the enormous figure of her father. But his frame was a bit diminished by the fact that he was currently on his hands and knees before her.

"But sweet bean, the birth of your little boy will be a big..."

"Publicity stunt for you and your image." Hercule shrank back at the venomous interruption, and the anger flashing in his little girl's eyes. He knew he was going to have to think fast if he wanted this to work, not to mention the fact that he hated it when Videl was mad at him. She was after all the only person in the world he had left, besides Buu that is. Speaking of the jolly pink marshmallow, he and Pan were currently floating down the hall behind them. Both understood well how Videl could get when she was angry, and had decided it would probably be the best if they stayed back and out of the way.

"It looks like mom is really ticked huh Buu?" The teenager whispered to her pink companion. "Buuu" Buu replied solemnly nodding his head, his arms crossed in front of him.

"But I really don't see what the big deal is. I think it would be really cool to have a party for Naruto. Who knows, we may get to be part of it too? That would be so awesome! Grandpa would probably invite lots of cool celebrities, and I could get the chance to meet them!" Buu just stared at her, saying nothing. Pan just shrugged at his expression, cocking her head to the side. "Hey, I might be a great saiyan warrior, but I'm still just a teenage girl. I can dream a little, can't I" Buu just sighed, until he was yanked forward by Pan as she quickened their flight down the hall.

"Come on! We gotta help grandpa convince mom to do this party!"

The scene they came upon was both amusing and a bit sad at the same time. Videl had made it to the entrance hall of the mansion, but was being slowed down by the fact that Hercule was wrapped around her left leg and was being dragged across the floor. Pan sweat dropped before floating over to hover in the air above them. Videl looked up and Pan smiled while waving at her, upside down.

"Yo mom." Hercule looked up as well, and went a bit pale at seeing his grand daughter hovering in the air upside down. One would think he would be used to this by now, but Hercule just couldn't get over the fact that mostly his entire family could fly. Just then inspiration hit the champ like a K. O. punch. 'If I can get Pan's support on the party Videl would have to do it. She always caves wherever Pan is concerned.' Videl noticed the change in her father's attitude right away, and instantly became suspicious. 'What are you scheming now dad' she thought ruefully, before noticing that he was no longer attached to her leg. She looked up just in time to see Pan now standing, and Hercule on his knees before her.

"Pan honey," he began by clutching her hands with his own, giving her the best pathetic pleading look he could muster. "You're really excited about getting a baby brother aren't you?" Pan smirked to herself, and then looked back to Videl, who was shaking her head back and forth. "Of course I can't wait to get my little brother grandpa, why do you ask?"

Hercule decided it was time to go in for the kill, and said in a simpering voice. "I'm really excited about it too, and so I want to celebrate by having a big parade and a party and inviting everyone in the city. Don't you think that would be just great?"

Pan looked back to her mother again and once again Videl tried to dissuade her, sharply shaking her head from side to side. Pan just grinned and turned back to Hercule, beaming. "Of course I think it would be cool to have a party. We could have a city wide celebration!"

"Pan!" her mother cut in sharply, but the teenage girl just looked at her and said, "I think it would be a nice thing to do for the people of the city. They all look up to you and dad, and I think that they would like to join in on the celebrations too."

Videl sighed, and pinched the bridge of her nose. Hercule did a little mental victory dance, and gave Pan a big grin. She returned it and they both looked over to Videl expectantly. "Fine," she finally muttered, "But I don't want any parades or martial arts tournaments, and there will be no Mr. Saiyaman extreme piggy-back ride this time."

Hercule pouted a little. He had really wanted to ride in a big parade through the city while everyone cheered for him. But it didn't look like that was going to happen, Videl sounded serious. But he knew just what to do. "Okay sweet bean," Videl grimaced at that. She really hated that little pet name he had given to her. "There won't be any parade or fighting, instead we'll have a city wide baby shower extravaganza!!" The champ leapt to his feet and thrust one finger high into the air. "It will be the greatest baby shower of all time, with music, and dancing, and food, and tons and tons of gifts, all for my little sweet bean!" He then jumped onto the nearest table, and almost fell over, but managed to barely keep his footing. And then with a great flourish of his cape, which just seemed to appear out of nowhere, he shouted in a booming voice, "And with the great and terrible Mr. Satan as the host of this event it will of course be the greatest party in the history of Satan city. BWA HA HA HA HA!!!"

Pan and Buu started clapping and Videl hung her head. How she was related to her dad always seemed to boggle her mind. " That's great dad, now could you please get off the table, before you fall and I have to call a paramedic? Seriously you are too old to be pulling these kinds of stunts."

"Too old? Too OLD?!!" The champ's face turned beet red, and he pointed his index finger to the heavens. "I am the mighty Hercule Satan, winner of 20 consecutive World Martial arts championships, the greatest fighter in the entire world!!" He tried to turn around to flash Videl a victory sign, but instead got his huge feet tangled in his cape. With an oof he suddenly found his feet swept out from under him and he fell face first onto the end of the table. With tremendous force he flipped it over, and hit the ground hard, the heavy wooden table landing on top of him with a loud crack.

Videl, Pan, and Buu all collectively cringed and closed their eyes. Videl then rushed to her father's side and with one hand picked up the table and threw it across the room. With lightning speed, Pan intercepted it and gently lowered it to the floor, before any more damage could be done. 'Phew, that was close' she thought in relief. She looked over and saw her mom cradling Hercule's head in her lap. The large man's eyes were swirling and he looked dazed, but relatively unharmed. She sighed in relief and then floated over to them. Her grandpa was unconscious it seemed, and she watched as Videl picked him up over her shoulder and set him down on one of the couches.

Pan looked from her grandpa's prostrate form on the couch to her mother. "Will grandpa be alright mom?" She asked, slight trepidation in her voice. Videl just smiled to her reassuringly, and patted her on the head. "Of course he'll be fine honey. Your grandpa has a pretty thick skull, and I think it'll take more than an overturned table to finish him off." Pan giggled, but stopped when she heard a weary groan come from next to her. Hercule then sat up, rubbing the huge bump on his head. "Ow, that really hurt. What the heck just happened? One second I was doing one of my great poses, and now I'm lying on the couch." He looked up to see his daughter and grand daughter looking down with worry in their eyes. Videl let out a relieved breath at seeing him unharmed. Then she stood up and brushed the wrinkles out of her clothes. "Be sure to take care of dad Buu." She then said to the caped pink blob. Maajin Buu saluted her with a loud "BUU!" and she giggled softly, before turning back to the confused champ on the couch. "Are you guys leaving so soon?" She nodded and then motioned for Pan to come along too. "Tell your grandpa goodbye dear." Pan flew over and gave Hercule a big hug and a peck on the cheek. "Bye grandpa!" She said happily before joining her mother's side. " I guess we'll leave so you can plan the party dad." Mr. Satan smiled and nodded his head vigorously. "Just you wait sweet bean, it'll be a day you'll never forget." If only the champ could understand the true reality of those words. Because truly it would be a day that the Z senshi would never forget. It would be a day that would change all of their lives.

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The great baby shower extravaganza was scheduled to be on a Saturday early in October. The exact day of the party would be October 10th. It was the ninth month of Videl's pregnancy and she was due to have her baby any week now. Everyone was excited for the new life to enter the world, the entire population of Satan City being no exception. In true Satan Hercule style the champ had advertised the big event non-stop. There were T.V. commercials, and billboards posted to advertise the baby shower. There was even a weekly running newspaper article that contained various gift ideas for the new baby. Every one was looking forward to the celebration, and Capsule Corps. had even agreed to fund most of the expenses, at the behest of one Bulma Briefs of course.

People flew in from all over the world to celebrate, and the entire Z senshi were currently staying at Capsule Corps. to await the promised day. Everyone had shown up: Tien and Chaozu had come from their training, Yamcha, Piccolo, and Krillin with Android 18 were there as well. The only members who would not be attending the big event were Goku and Vegeta. Goku of course, because he was still training under the eternal dragon, and Vegeta had left the planet because he just couldn't sit around while the 'clown' Kakarrot continued to widen the power gap between them. Besides as the Saiyan prince had told Bulma as he entered his ship, "What does the birth of the brat of the brat of Kakarrot have anything to do with me the Prince of all Saiyans." And so he was gone, leaving a fuming Bulma behind to wait for him like always.

The baby shower was scheduled to take place at the huge park in the middle of the city, and ten city blocks surrounding the site had been blocked off for parking to the event. It was now the morning of the tenth and everyone was preparing for the big day by helping out with the decorations. Things were going pretty smoothly as everyone tried to do their part. The hired workers just stared in amazement as they watched the Z fighters zoom through the air, hanging decorations over the trees and stringing streamers through the leaves. One of those who were on streamer duty was one Son Gohan, and he laughed as he zoomed in between branches, scattering his load of streamers throughout the park. He halted his movements however, when he noticed a familiar power signature nearby. Stopping on a tree branch, the demi-saiyan looked left to right, but didn't see anyone nearby. He frowned and put a finger to his chin. There was definitely some one he knew nearby, but he just couldn't seem to locate their exact position. "Try looking up Gohan." A gruff voice called out from above him. Gohan jumped in surprise, and then quickly looked up into the trees above him. He smiled brightly and waved as he saw the form of his mentor Piccolo perched in the fork of the branches of a huge oak tree. "Hey Piccolo! You made it!" The somber namekian floated down until he was standing right next to his former pupil. He crossed his arms and smirked at Gohan's armful of party streamers, his white cape billowing in the wind. "Having fun are we Gohan?" Gohan just laughed and scratched the back of his head. Piccolo smiled at the familiar gesture. 'like father like son I suppose' he thought reminiscing slightly about his days with Goku.

He was interrupted from his musing however when Gohan said. "I was helping set up for the party. You guys at the lookout did get your invitations right?" Piccolo grimaced and reached into his tunic and pulled out what looked to be a folded card. He showed it to Gohan and the younger man couldn't help but to sweat drop at the image on the front. There was a picture of Hercule's head on the body of a baby in diapers. He had a pacifier in his mouth and was flashing a victory sign. Piccolo then opened the card, and Gohan had to literally cover his ears as Hercule's voice suddenly boomed out of nowhere.

Congratulations! This is the former World Martial Arts champion of the world, and all around super hero Hercule Satan! You have just been selected to attend the greatest, most magnificacant, celebration in the WORLD!!!! That's right, my little sweet bean Videl is having a baby, and everyone here at Satan Stuff inc. (copyright Hercule Satan all rights reserved) want you to join in the celebration. So be sure to get on over to the Beauuuuutiful Satan City park on October 10th at 10:00 AM sharp, located in the heart of glorious Satan City to attend this unforgettable event. You might even get to shake my hand if you're lucky. But watch out! Cause I just might accidentally break yours with my awesome strength! So don't forget and bring the whole family there's fun for all ages, including…

Snap! Piccolo shut the offensive thing with one hand, a disgusted look on his face. He threw it to Gohan, who handled the card like an armed bomb. His ears were still ringing from the loud noise. He tucked it away into his shirt pocket and gave Piccolo a nervous grin. "Sorry about that Piccolo, I hadn't actually seen any of the invitations yet, since I really didn't need one. We let Hercule do all of the planning for the baby shower. I guess he took it a little over the top huh?" Piccolo just harrumphed and mumbled under his breath, "About what I would expect from that moron." He looked up and noticed that Gohan was no longer paying any attention to him, but was instead looking around in confusion.

"What are you looking for Gohan?" He turned a questioning look to Piccolo and then said "Hey, just where are Dende and Mr. Popo? If they don't hurry they're going to be late." Piccolo just shrugged nonchalantly. "The last I saw of them they were still at the lookout taking care of some things. Don't worry Gohan, I'm sure they're on their way now as we speak." Gohan just looked up into the sky, as if he were seeing if he could actually see the smaller namekian and his dark skinned assistant flying there right then. After a moment of quiet thought he finally said, "I just wish dad could be here too. I've really been missing him recently."

Piccolo walked over and put a large hand on his shoulder. Gohan looked up in surprise at this rare display of emotion from the normally taciturn Namek. "Don't worry Gohan, Goku will return one day. He always pulls through in the end." Gohan smiled wide and Piccolo grinned slightly, about the equivalent of Gohan's expression for him. "You're right Piccolo, I know he'll come back some day. I just hope that wherever he is he's doing alright." Piccolo just nodded and they just stood there in silence for a few moments, reminiscing about times past with their absent saiyan comrade. "Hey Piccolo?" Gohan asked after a few seconds.

"Hmm? What is it Gohan?"

"Do you want to help me string these streamers through the trees?"

Piccolo took one look at the colorful pile of streamers and decorations in Gohan's arms and then said.

"I think I'll pass on that one Gohan." And then he disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Coughing Gohan looked up to see him zooming off towards Capsule Corps. 'He'll never change' Gohan thought as a small smile graced his lips. Then he picked up his bag of streamers and took off from the tree branch and continued to spread them through the trees.

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"Come on Mr. Popo! We're going to be late if we don't hurry!" Dende's voice echoed across the top of the lookout as he impatiently waited for his subordinate. They were supposed to have left the lookout about an hour ago, but Popo had insisted that they tidy things up a bit more before heading out. A look of silent relief passed over him as he finally saw the short form of Mr. Popo coming through the lookout's main gates.

"I apologize Dende-sama, but I just could not leave the kitchen in such a state of disarray." Dende saw that he was carrying at least four suitcases in each hand and he sighed saying. "Mr. Popo we're just going to be gone for a few days. It looks like you packed for an entire lifetime." Dende had only one suitcase and a backpack on his person, and he was sure that he had packed too much stuff. "Can you even fly with all of that stuff you're carrying?" Dende mumbled quietly to himself. As if to answer him Popo effortlessly lifted off of the ground and proceeded to fly towards the end of the lookout where Dende was waiting. 'I guess he can' was his thought as he too began to hover above the ground.

"Okay, I'm pretty sure everything is in order, so lets head off to Capsule Corp. Gohan and the others must be waiting for us." Popo nodded his head and they both took off into the sky, heading directly for Satan City.

"Do you think the coast is clear yet?" a voice said after a few moments, breaking the silence of the deserted lookout. Suddenly movement could be seen as one of the massive floor tiles on the top of the lookout slid out of its place, leaving a gaping hole behind. Three figures quickly clambered out of the hole and stood triumphantly atop the tower. The former overlord and leader of the infamous Pilaf Reich, Lord Pilaf, smirked as he realized his plan was a success. He turned to his two subordinates, Shou and Myu, who had just climbed out of the hole.

"AH HA HA HA HA! I told you it would work! My genius never fails! Now we will finally be able to realize our greatest dreams and take over this entire miserable planet!!" Shou and Myu cheered for their leader as he bounced a small red crystal up and down in his palm. "And it's all thanks to this little gem here. Who knew the last time we came looking for the dragon balls we would stumble upon such a treasure. Who knew that the evil king Piccolo was keeping such a thing hidden away in this place?" Shou stared dumbly at the shiny crystal before blurting out, "Lord Pilaf what exactly is that thing again?"

Myu and Pilaf covered there faces with their hands before Pilaf muttered in an irritated tone, "This, you incompetent imbecile, is a very rare and valuable ki suppression gem. It was used in ancient times so that one's enemy could not sense your energy when you tried to sneak up on them. I had heard there were none left in existence, but I suppose Piccolo had one for safe keeping in case he ever needed to suppress his energy to hide. And now because of it we have been able to sneak onto the tower at night and hollow out this hole in the floor. That way we could lie in wait for the perfect opportunity to steal the dragon balls once again and take over the world!"

Lightning flashed behind him and Myu broke out in another round of applause. "Oh Lord Pilaf you are so amazing!" Pilaf grinned and gave a slight bow to his cronies. "Ooooh, I see now Lord Pilaf. So now is the perfect time to steal the dragon balls?"

"OF COURSE IT IS YOU MORONIC BUFFOON!!" Pilaf screamed in outrage, causing his canine crony to shrink back in fear. "WAHHH! I'm sorry Lord Pilaf! Please don't get angry with me!" Pilaf just sighed and massaged his temples, feeling a headache coming on. "It's the perfect opportunity Shou, because everyone is away from the lookout today to go attend the baby shower for Hercule's daughter Son Videl. So while the Earth is off guard we will strike and summon forth Shenron like last time, except now there will be no meddling Goku to foil our plans." He was about to continue his speech when he noticed that Shou had his hand up, like he wanted to ask a question. Growling irritably he snapped,

"What is it now Shou?" The nervous dog man looked down at his angered leader and then gulped before stuttering out, "W-what about th-the Lookout's defenses L-Lord Pilaf? I'm sure they wouldn't just leave and not have some sort of security set up." He cringed and awaited his master to strike him, but looked back again when Pilaf didn't move. The little man was actually smiling devilishly and did not appear angry at all. "I'm impressed Shou, that you would have the mental capacity to realize such a thing." Shou wagged his tail happily at the compliment, "But your fears are ungrounded my minion, because I have been doing much more these past months than just lying in wait. Of course Picollo would set up a security system in his palace. There are far too many valuable things here to just leave them unguarded. But I have been taking care of that little problem. You see I have been systematically rerouting the power supply to the security net from its original source to one I have ingeniously fabricated myself. It contains no where near the amount of energy the original source does, but it will keep the security system off for about eight hours, plenty of time for us to locate the dragon balls and enact our vengeance upon this planet."

And as if to prove this point to his henchmen, Pilaf approached the massive doors to the interior of the lookout. He motioned for them to come closer, and then told Shou to try and open the door. Nervously, the dog man put one paw to the door and pushed, but it wouldn't budge. He tried again but still the door would not move an inch. Panting he turned back to his master, " I-It's no good Lord Pilaf, the door won't budge an inch." Pilaf grinned before he too decided to approach the doors. "Of course it won't budge Shou, I haven't deactivated the security net yet."

Then with a flourish, the small overlord produced a small remote from within the folds of his robes. It was of a simple design, and contained no more than two large red buttons on the face. Smugly, Pilaf pressed the top button, and a mechanical whine could be heard coming from within the lookout. Then they heard a clicking sound, as if a door was being unlocked, before silence once more reigned. Pilaf then put his pudgy little hand to the massive door and gave a push. To his follower's amazement and delight, the portal opened soundlessly, revealing a dark room within. Motioning for the both of them to follow him, Pilaf stepped into the room and was instantly swallowed by the darkness. Giving a nervous gulp, Shou and Myu glanced at each other before hesitantly following their master.

Down and down they went into the depths of Kami's Lookout. Pilaf took a crooked, and very complicated route, sometimes going up and then going down, twisting and turning through hallway after hallway. Shou and Myu couldn't understand how their master could know where he was going in such a huge maze, but Pilaf never slowed down, never hesitated before taking them through another complicated system of rooms and passageways.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity Pilaf finally halted their long trek. His two subordinates each let out sighs of relief, both panting from the long journey. Pilaf smiled sinisterly as he slowly approached the massive door he stood before. It was made of a polished obsidian crystal, and the very air around it tingled with ancient magic. Without hesitation he put his palm to the door's smooth surface, and right before their eyes it melted away into nothingness. Looking back again he motioned for Shou and Myu to follow him, as he crossed the threshold into the void beyond.

"W-What is this place L-Lord Pilaf?" Shou's teeth were chattering in fear and he had his tail tucked between his legs. All around them were malevolent looking devices, each more sinister than the last. The very room hummed with the power of the artifacts contained within, and the sensation was causing the dog man's hairs to stand on end. Without even looking back his master replied while searching through several shelves and chests.

"This is the depository that King Piccolo built to house his most powerful ancient artifacts. If I'm not wrong, and I never am, this would definitely be the one place in the lookout that Dende could safely keep the black star dragon balls. It is the most fortified and well protected vault in the palace. That is, if the security net is active, otherwise it is just like any other room in the lookout."

Continuing toward the back of the enormous chamber, Pilaf's eyes suddenly lit up as he came across a pedestal upon which sat an ornate gold chest. It was inscribed with the image of the eternal dragon, entwined around its entirety, the head resting on the lid of the chest. Two blood red ruby eyes stared out from its intimidating visage, as if warning all others to beware of its contents. His hands trembling with excitement, Pilaf gently grasped the lip of the lid and reverently opened the chest. Tears of joy came to his beady eyes as he saw all seven of the dragon balls nestled in a black silk cushion. Gently he reached down and picked up the four-star ball, caressing its smooth surface with his finger. Not wishing to waste any more time he quickly replaced the ball into its place and shut the lid. Then he turned to his two assistants, and in a commanding voice said, "Grab the chest and bring it to the surface. It is time to take our revenge,"

"Yes Lord Pilaf!" They chorused together and grabbed the heavy golden chest, before carrying it out of the room, and back towards the surface.

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"So what are you going to wish for Lord Pilaf?" Myu asked quietly as they stared at the circle of dragon balls lying on the ground in front of them. Pilaf put one finger to his chin as he scrutinized the objects of his desire.

"That is a question that I have been pondering for a very long time. This planet, I have discovered is extremely difficult to conquer because of its number of extraordinarily powerful guardians. So one must be careful in their wish else it will in the end mean nothing. I can't wish for immortality, because then Goku and the rest would still be more powerful than me, and that would be useless. I could wish for Goku and everyone to die, but then some other evil power would probably come along and take my power. Plus I need a way to once again gather the dragon balls so the Earth won't explode in a year. I could wish to be stronger than Goku, but then he'd just train and become stronger than me. So I have decided that I will use someone who is a powerful saiyan like Goku and control him so he will do my bidding. Then I will use that person to take over the world and become the supreme ruler of everything!"

Looking at each other Shou and Myu whispered quietly, "Did you get any of that?" They both shook their heads, but then snapped to attention as they saw their master move towards the dragon balls. Myu noticed that Shou was acting a bit strange and that he kept bouncing from foot to foot crossing his legs in front of him. "What's wrong Shou?" Myu whispered at her dancing comrade. "I really have to go to the bathroom!" He whined covering himself with one paw. Rolling her eyes Myu just sighed irritably, "Can't it wait?" Shou shook his head violently and decided that he would ask Lord Pilaf if he could go to the bathroom.

Oblivious to all of this Pilaf stretched his hands toward the heavens and cried out in a loud voice, "Shenron! Come Forth!!" Immediately the seven dragon balls began to glow with a blinding light, before a bolt of energy shot straight up from the center of the circle, streaking for the sky. Thunder heads gathered as the beam of energy began to take the form of an enormous red dragon. It snaked its way around the perimeter of the lookout, until its massive horned head hovered before the awestruck form of Pilaf and his cronies. Regarding the mortals with enormous blood red eyes, its voice boomed like a thunder clap.

"WHY HAVE YOU AWAKENED ME FROM MY SLUMBER?!!"

Sinking to his knees Pilaf bowed low and cried out "Oh great dragon, this mortal has a wish he desires granted!"

"SPEAK MORTAL, AND IT SHALL BE YOURS, SO LONG AS IT IS WITHIN MY POWER!!"

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At the same time, across the continent at the baby shower, the Z senshi were enjoying the festivities provided by Hercule and Bulma. No one was aware of the ominous events transpiring at the lookout at that very moment. Gohan, sitting beside his wife and daughter at one of the food tables, looked up from his sixth bowl of ramen and noticed something strange on the horizon to the West. Squinting his eyes, he was able to make out a large storm beginning to cover the sky. 'What a huge storm!' He thought as he downed another mouthful of noodles. 'I'm sure glad the weather is so nice here in Satan City today.' And with out another thought on the unusual storm Gohan went back to his meal, completely unaware of the coming disaster.

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Clasping his hands together Pilaf cried out once more, "Great dragon my wish is for you to resurrect the most powerful evil Saiyan to have ever lived and that you will…" He was cut short however when he felt something incessantly tugging at the hem of his robes. Whipping around in fury he fixed a glare to his minion Shou.

"What the hell are you doing? Can't you see that I'm busy here?" Shou whined incessantly, dancing on the spot.

"But Lord Pilaf I really have to use the…"

"YOUR WISH HAS BEEN GRANTED!!" Spinning around in terror Pilaf tripped and fell on his face. When he looked up he noticed that the mighty dragon was beginning to become transparent, fading from existence.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" He screamed as the dragon once more began to descend back into the dragon balls.

"FAREWELL! UNTIL THE NEXT SUMMONING!!" and before Pilaf's horrified gaze, the dragon balls lifted from off the ground and rose into the sky. Then with one more streak of lightning, the circle burst apart, and the dragon balls zoomed off in different directions.

Beating his fists on the ground Pilaf continued to scream in outrage. And then remembering what caused this debacle, he spun around fully intending to murder a certain henchman of his. "DO YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU HAVE …done?" Both Shou and Myu stood terrified before him, but there attention was not fixed on Pilaf. No, it was fixed upon the gaping black void that had suddenly appeared on the ground before them.

The three of them watched, transfixed as black tendrils of energy emerged from the void, whipping through the air in a mad frenzy. Then to their astonishment and horror a figure started to rise from the floor. Slowly ascending from the depths of the hole a head appeared, followed by a massive pair of shoulders. It was a young man. His eyes were closed and his mane of purplish-black hair whipped back and forth with the flow of the energy surrounding him. Soon the figure's entire body was free of the darkness, and he hovered motionless in the air. He was not a very large individual, but his body rippled with lean and very defined muscle. Pilaf noticed that he was bare-chested, but seemed to be wearing a short red tunic around his midsection, with white baggy pants, and golden boots covered his feet. Golden bands adorned his wrists and ankles, and there was a golden necklace around his neck.

The hole beneath the man closed and disappeared from sight, as he continued to hover. Pilaf was about to take a step forward, but stopped suddenly as the man finally opened his eyes. Calm obsidian orbs regarded the three of them as he stayed suspended in air. And then, his lips parted and he uttered just one word,

"Kakarrot"

And then without warning, his face turned savage, and an aura of pure golden energy surrounded him as he screamed at the heavens,

"KAKAROOOOOOOOOOOT!!!"

With an explosion of power, he transformed before their very eyes. His once purplish-black hair now shined a blinding gold. His enormous body now bulged with powerful muscles. And his once calm dark eyes were now a fierce turquoise. Giving another mighty roar, the now transformed super saiyan exploded from the floor of the lookout, leaving a huge crater and a terrified Shou, Myu, and Pilaf in his wake, as he shot into the sky.

The terrified trio watched as he stopped in midair, and seemed to contemplate something. And then with another feral scream, he blasted at full speed through the sky heading straight for Satan City. The three looked at each other and then nervously to the East before Pilaf whispered in a frightened tone, "What have we unleashed?"

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Meanwhile…

Videl kept her cheery smile plastered to her face as she graciously accepted another box wrapped in shiny paper. It was officially the gift giving portion of the baby shower now, and there really seemed to be no end to it. She had kept the smile on her face for so long, she was afraid her face was going to crack if she tried to change her expression. The guests came by the thousands, offering their congratulations and adding their contributions to the already enormous pile of assorted gifts. As the last giver departed, with a signed autographed portrait of Super Saiyaman #2 of course, Videl leaned over to whisper into her husband's ear. Gohan was currently the one holding the guest list, and knew how many people were left to present themselves.

" Well?" She pleaded, her crystal blue eyes silently begging him to end the torture. Sighing Gohan gave her a pitying look and then clearly mouthed to the distraught woman, 'eight thousand more'. Videl hung her head as she realized that there seemed to be no end in sight. She had already signed thousands of autographs, and her hand was really starting to cramp up. She figured she would probably die in just another ten minutes, but smiling and signing autographs for eight thousand more people? She felt like curling in to a fetal position and crying herself to sleep.

Videl raised her head when she felt Gohan's comforting hand on her shoulder. He looked her in the eyes and opened his mouth as if to say something, but suddenly jerked violently instead. Unnoticed by her the same reaction repeated itself for Piccolo, Krillin, and 18 as well. Videl watched, confused and slightly afraid as Gohan's eyes became larger and larger. His mouth hung open as if he was in shock and she could see the muscles bulging beneath his shirt as his hands instinctively balled into fists.

"G-Gohan?" She asked in a timid voice. She had never seen such a look pass his face, and frankly, it was terrifying her, a lot. Still he made no move to suggest that he had heard anything she said. She called his name again, but it was still useless. She even waved her hand in front of his ace, but Gohan did nothing but continue to blankly stare off into the distance. She followed his gaze, and too stared off into the western horizon, but saw nothing but blue skies. Frowning, she decided to try and focus herself, to see if she could feel what it was that had her husband frozen on the spot. Concentrating as hard as she could, she let her energy flow out just as Gohan had taught her. She stretched her ki enhanced senses to their fullest, until she could push no further. And then she waited. All around the two people were starting to get nervous at their frozen positions. Videl ignored all of it and continued to concentrate on the western horizon. Suddenly, she felt it. It was small at first, only a slight tingling to her senses. But the more she focused the clearer the sensation became. It continued to grow, and grow, until it completely filled her mind. It was an enormous, terrible power.

And then icy cold realization hit her in the gut as she knew that she had felt this power before. It had been many years ago, before she and Gohan were even together. Even though more than a decade had passed since that terrible encounter, Videl knew that she would never forget the terror that had gripped her as she had been helpless to help Gohan fight the monster that had attacked them, seemingly from nowhere. This was why with an ashen expression, and frightened eyes, that Videl was only able to choke one word passed her trembling lips.

"Broly."

A/N: Ahh! Gomen nasai! Gomen nasai! I am so sorry I haven't started the Naruto universe part yet! But my fingers just keep taking control, and incessantly typing. I can't believe I was actually able to write this much! But seriously, do you think I should just hurry up. I have a whole different chapter I have planned for the Broly encounter, but I can cut the fight short if you guys want me to hurry up and get to the Naruto part. I'm just asking because this is the Naruto fanfiction fandom, not the DBZ one, and I wanted to know if you guys were getting tired of the DBZ writing. I just want this to come out as best as it can, and I love to write. But if you guys want me to hurry up then I definitely will. Just give me a response and I'll do what I can. SO please be patient with me and R&R as usual! Ja!