"Wow. You were right, King Kai. Frieza's really dead." Goku chuckled at the peevishly frowning face in front of him. "And really pissed off, too."

"Well, of course he is. Who wouldn't be," South Kai grumbled, "after being killed by a Saiyan."

"Hey!" Goku pouted in offense.

"What?" South Kai raised a pink-skinned brow and looked Goku up and down before his eyes widened in realization. "Oh, right! You're one of them too, aren't you?"

Goku crossed his arms. "And what's wrong with being a Saiyan?"

King Kai laughed. "Oh, who am I to judge? From my point of view, any mortal race is subpar."

Goku blinked. "Sub…par?"

"Er...nevermind." King Kai peered through his sunglasses at Goku and pursed his lips. "Goku, right?"

"Yeah."

"Say, Goku. If there's anything I know about Saiyans, it's that they love to fight."

Goku smiled. "We sure do."

King Kai smirked and clasped his hands behind his back. "What would you say if I asked you to fight for my team in the Otherworld Tournament?"

"Otherworld Tournament?"

"Yes. It'll be the first time we've done this in over three hundred years." King Kai smiled and raised his chin. "It's a little something West Kai and I have been talking about doing sometime in the next few years. The greatest warriors in history from all over the universe will compete at the Grand Kai's place. Have you ever competed in a tournament before?"

"Sure."

"And," King Kai peered suspiciously at Goku, "you wouldn't try to kill anyone in the ring, would you?"

"Nah." Goku shook his head. "I'm pretty sure that would disqualify me. But…"

King Kai grunted, surprised by Goku's answer. It made him a little nervous, being alone in the company of a Saiyan. Especially when it seemed the only thing holding him back from killing were meager technicalities. What was to stop the Saiyan from trying to kill him? He had to offer the Saiyan something he'd want. Of course, as he was thinking this, King Kai wondered why the hell Queen Ennu sent this Saiyan to his private planet in the first place.

When Goku frowned and stared at King Kai, letting his unspoken objection hang, King Kai scowled. "But what?"

"As much as a tournament sounds fun and everything, I don't think I have time for that."

King Kai pointedly raised his brows to eye the halo over Goku's head and laughed. "And where do you think you're rushing off to?"

"Earth."

With his lips pressed together tightly, King Kai let loose a burst of laughter, which sent spit flying from his mouth. "Planet Earth? You're going to Earth? Oh, that's too good! And how, dare I ask, do you propose to do that when you're dead?"

Goku placed his hands on his hips and tilted his head. "Well, I can't do it alone. The others have to wish me back."

Goku's optimistic demeanor seemed to wither with that statement. King Kai's laughter ceased as he observed the odd change in the seemingly carefree Saiyan's attitude. He didn't know why Goku thought it was possible to be wished back to life. There were a few possibilities in the universe that South Kai was aware of, but he highly doubted a Saiyan would know about those options. However, South Kai felt uncomfortable with mentioning them at the moment. He didn't want to make the man anymore upset than he already was. But as Goku's frown deepened, King Kai felt he had no choice but to progress the conversation before the Saiyan continued on a downward spiral.

King Kai swallowed down the lump in his throat. "You…expect the Earthlings to wish you back?"

Goku directed his gaze towards the ethereal blue sky. "If they still want me back."

King Kai was tempted to ask why Goku thought they wouldn't. But he already knew the answer to that question. It was because he was a Saiyan! King Kai couldn't imagine anyone in their right mind wanting to resurrect a Saiyan.

"Well," King Kai coughed nervously into his fist, "when do you expect this wish to happen?"

While King Kai waited patiently, Goku crossed his arms and pushed his chin into his chest, thinking hard on the matter. "I d'know. Bulma should have the Dragonballs gathered by now, but-"

King Kai gasped. "Dragonballs?"

Now he understood the Saiyan's plan. But that definitely required dedication from the people doing the resurrecting. The Dragonballs were a rare set of items, not easily found. King Kai was surprised that Earthlings would have Dragonballs, let alone the capability of locating and gathering them together, and then knowing the password to summon the eternal dragon. He could see why Goku was uncertain about whether the Earthlings would decide to wish him back.

"Yeah." Goku smiled at King Kai and dropped his hands to his sides. "Before I died, I used them to ask Shenron to revive everyone on Earth."

King Kai blinked, surprised to hear of such a considerate act from a Saiyan. "So…they should wish you back, if only to return the favor."

Goku gaped at him for a moment, before a small smile crossed his face. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

"In the meantime," King Kai wrapped an arm over Goku's shoulder and led him towards his small home on his little planet, "we can begin your training for the tournament."

"But I already told you-"

"I know, I know!" King Kai waved his hand dismissively as they reached the doorway and the door slowly opened from the inside. "But I've never had a warrior of your caliber in my quadrant before! I really want to show those other Kais that the South can win! We'll just have to push the tournament forward."

Goku opened his mouth to protest, but before he could, two tall figures emerged from the doorway. King Kai's green-skinned fighter with an amphibious face and long white robes stepped forward. "King Kai, who's this?"

"Froug!" King Kai smiled and patted his hand on Goku's shoulder. "This is Goku. He's joining our team."

"King Kai…" Goku grumbled, shrugging out from King Kai's grasp.

"For the tournament?" Froug cocked a brow as he looked Goku over.

"Isn't it a little late for new additions?" Complained the other, taller man, who stepped beside Froug and crossed his red, armored arms.

"It's never too late!" King Kai shouted. "Froug, Torbie, maybe you two should attack Goku to get him started."

"Hey, wait!" Goku held up his hands before the others could think of attacking. "I never agreed to this tournament! Vegeta's a Super Saiyan now, and without me alive to stop him, he might decide to take over where Frieza left off! I have a more important battle to prepare for right now."

Torbie bristled. "Either way, you have to get ready for a fight, don't you?"

Goku smiled. "Yeah. I don't just need any training, though. After seeing what Vegeta did, I know what has to be done. In order to compete with him, I have to become a Super Saiyan, too."

Torbie crossed his arms and smirked. "So train with us."

Goku looked Torbie up and down and frowned. "Sorry, but I don't think you can give me the training I need."

Froug growled and clenched his fists. "Are you calling us weaklings?"

"Hey! Hey, guys!" King Kai stepped between Goku and the offended pair of warriors, raising his hands in the air. "We're all on the same side here. Goku, I can help you more than you know."

Goku gasped, meeting King Kai's serious gaze. King Kai answered the look with a solemn nod. He knew what he was doing, though in the back of his mind he questioned whether taking the risk of making a dangerous Saiyan more powerful was worth his possible win in the tournament. Goku wouldn't be staying in the afterlife for long, though, if his expectations of a resurrection were to come to fruition.

King Kai only needed Goku to stick around long enough to become powerful and win that tournament for the South. As far as King Kai knew, East Kai's candidates were pitiful, North Kai had Earthling fighters who could likely defeat Torbie and Froug, but would not stand a chance against this Saiyan, and West Kai had his damn Pikkon, who would be the toughest competitor in the tournament for sure. But with Goku, South Kai knew his team stood a fighting chance. However, as he looked at Goku, the Saiyan looked reluctant to stay. Also, South Kai realized that there was a good chance the Earthlings would resurrect Goku before the tournament even began.

"What do you say, Goku?" King Kai asked hopefully. "Will you fight for us if I train you?"

Goku shrugged. "I'll train here for now, but I can't promise anything about the tournament."

King Kai nodded and rubbed his chin. "Because you might be alive again before it starts?"

"Right."

"What do you say I reach out to these Earthlings who might be reviving you?"

"Huh?"

"Just like I informed North Kai of your presence here, I can communicate with a human on Earth."

"Really?" Goku beamed. "You can do that for me?"

"Uh-huh." King Kai smiled and nodded. "But I'm going to tell them not to wish you back yet."

"But why, King Kai?" Goku pouted. "I wanna be alive again before anyone fights Vegeta!"

"What's the use if you're not a Super Saiyan, Goku?" King Kai scolded, as Froug and Torbie crossed their arms and waited. "You'll reach that goal much faster here. Training on my planet is equivalent to years of training in the living world."

Goku's eyes lit with excitement. "Really? Then I can definitely get stronger than Vegeta here!"

"Well," King Kai chuckled warily, "let's not get ahead of ourselves."

"You're right." Goku frowned. "I don't have time for that if Vegeta's heading back to Earth."

"Uh…" King Kai trailed off, not wanting to inform the Saiyan that Vegeta was in fact heading towards Earth. "Let's just see what the Earthlings have to say about this. What did you say was the name of the Earthling with the Dragonballs?"

"Oh." Goku blinked, pulled from his reverie by King Kai's question. "Bulma. Bulma Brief."

"Right. So I'll contact her." King Kai turned around, then glanced over his shoulder towards the three warriors standing behind him. "Give me a minute here. Telepathy isn't exactly my forte."

The warriors exchanged curious glances, but to King Kai's satisfaction, remained silent as requested. Closing his eyes, King Kai concentrated on the planet Earth, seeking out this woman Goku spoke of. As he worked to focus in on her, he furrowed his brows with concern. He hoped what she had to say was not going to drive Goku to the decision of returning to Earth too quickly. He really wanted to win this tournament!

When he found the energy he was searching for, King Kai beamed. "Got it! Bulma? Bulma Brief, can you hear me?"

"Uh…who…."

Behind him, Goku gasped and grabbed a hold of his shoulder. "Are you really talking to Bulma, King Kai?"

"Goku?! Is that you?"

Goku laughed. "Bulma!"

King Kai smiled. "Bulma Brief. Good, it is you!"

"Uh…" the woman's voice dwindled into a wavering sigh, "Goku, how am I hearing you and some strange man in my head right now? Please tell me I'm not going crazy."

"Okay," Goku frowned and exchanged a glance with King Kai, "you're not going crazy. But I don't know what good that does, coming from the voice in your head and all."

As Goku laughed, the woman whined in frustration. King Kai cringed at both of the obnoxious sounds.

"Goku, is that really you? Or is somebody playing a really sick joke on me?"

"It's really me, Bulma."

"Listen, Bulma Brief." King Kai grunted in frustration. "This is King Kai."

"Oh!" The Earthling gasped elatedly before a long pause. "Wait…you're not King Kai."

King Kai scowled. "Yes, I am."

"Nu-uh." The woman replied stubbornly. "King Kai is the god who contacted us with Krillin, Master Roshi and Chiaotzu, and your voice sounds nothing like his."

King Kai groaned. North Kai must've talked to the Earthlings before. Of course he had to talk to a whole gang of people, flaunting his telepathic abilities. South Kai wouldn't expect anything less from that nuisance.

King Kai narrowed his eyes at Goku in frustration. "I'm not that King Kai. This is South Kai. Now, the reason we're contacting you-"

"Let me guess. You're going to warn us that Vegeta is on his way to Earth."

King Kai blinked, then grimaced as he saw the flash of concern crossing Goku's face. "N-no, that's n-"

"Well, we already know. And we're a few steps ahead of you here. We already have a plan to keep him distracted so he doesn't kill all of us when he gets here."

King Kai furrowed his brows, surprised by the confidence he heard in the woman's voice. There was certainly no one in the universe powerful enough to counter Vegeta's strength after what he'd witnessed of that fight with Frieza. And if the Earthlings thought a ruthless Saiyan was going to step down and spare their planet, they had to be delusional.

Goku leaned forward eagerly, putting pressure on King Kai's broad shoulder. "What's your plan, Bulma?"

"Food, Goku!"

"Food?" Goku's expression morphed into a look of realization. "Ah! You mean you're going to feed Vegeta when he comes to Earth?"

"That's right." Bulma's voice was gloating in King Kai's ear. "That should work with him, right? We figured he must eat like you, Goku. And while he's content with that, I'll be secretively inventing something to-"

Goku scoffed. "You mean Chi-Chi and Dodoria and everybody are going to cook lots of delicious food and just give all of it to Vegeta!?"

"Yeah."

"That's not fair! Wait!" Goku clenched his fist excitedly. "Do I get all that when I come back to Earth?"

"Uh…I don't know, Goku." Bulma drawled uneasily, "Are you planning on killing everyone on Earth if we don't?"

"If I say yes, do I get the food?"

"Goku!"

"Listen," King Kai interjected, "it sounds like you Earthlings have a decent plan of defense in place. And Goku tells me you have Dragonballs."

"Yes." Bulma hesitated. "About that…"

"Can you hold off on using them, Bulma?" Goku asked.

Bulma audibly balked. "Huh?"

"I'm no good against Vegeta unless I'm a Super Saiyan. I need time to train here before I come back to life."

"You really think you can fight Vegeta, Goku?"

Goku chuckled. "Yeah. But maybe as long as I'm dead, Vegeta won't fight anyone. I know I wouldn't worry about it if I was greeted with all that food."

"But…what if he does fight someone?"

Goku glanced at King Kai, as if looking for reassurance. King Kai wished he could give it, but he knew there was a good chance that the Saiyan was going to attack Earth, and most likely try to conquer the universe as Frieza had done before him. It wasn't a matter of knowing whether the Saiyan prince would do it, but how long it would take for him to act.

"I think you've got things covered for now, Miss Brief. Goku's training here is necessary anyways." King Kai said decisively to Bulma. "I'm going to give Goku the training he needs, so when you do wish him back, he'll be ready to face Vegeta."

"But Goku will return to life on the planet where he died, and we only have one wish." Bulma huffed. "By the time he travels back to Earth, it might be too late."

"Don't worry, Bulma. I know a faster way back to Earth. And besides," Goku smiled at King Kai as he spoke to Bulma, "as long as you don't say anything to set Vegeta off, I'm sure he'll behave until I get there."

"What do you mean, 'if I don't say anything to set Vegeta off', Goku?" Bulma replied in an offended tone, though she continued without awaiting an answer. "You really expect us to play host to this murdering creep for an indefinite amount of time? How will we know when we can wish you back?"

"I'll take care of that." King Kai said with a proud smile. "As soon as Goku's ready, I'll call on you again. Just have the Dragonballs ready."

"Okay, Bulma?" Goku smiled and patted King Kai's back. "Say hi to everyone on Earth for me. And tell them I'll see them again soon!"

"Goku!"

Goku was already running away, heading towards Torbie and Froug who had gotten involved in a gentle spar just outside King Kai's humble abode. King Kai sighed before addressing the young woman again. "Don't worry, young lady. I'm sure the Earth will be safe on its own for a little while."

"Goku? Where'd he go?"

"He's," King Kai winced as a crash sounded behind him, and he turned to find Froug already embedded into the shattered stone wall of his home, "already run off to train with my warriors here."

King Kai couldn't help grimacing at the damage as Torbie plucked Froug from the wall, while Goku rubbed the back of his head and uttered an apology to the battered fighter. The equipment King Kai could supply for Goku's training was going to have to be materialized quickly, unless King Kai wanted to see his planet destroyed and his other fighters beaten to a pulp before the tournament even started. He could see he had a lot of work ahead of him with this Saiyan.

"Training already?" Bulma huffed while King Kai could hear more grunts and clashes starting behind him, "Well then can you tell me why a god is willing to risk the safety of Earth's entire population to keep Goku there?"

King Kai blinked. "Excuse me? We told you, Goku needs to become a Super Saiyan."

"I'm not buying that excuse. That may be Goku's reason, and it's not a bad one. But God or not, Buddy, you have ulterior motives. I can tell."

King Kai huffed at the woman's audacity, but then chuckled as he heard a shriek and collision of fists behind him. "Alright, I admit it. I want Goku to win a tournament and settle something for me. These are Godly matters you mortals couldn't possibly understand. And in all honesty, Earth is North Kai's territory. It's not my job to look out for the well-being of your planet."

"Why, you!"

King Kai smiled, even as a powerful crash vibrated and shook the ground beneath his feet, making him wince. "Bye now, young lady. We'll be talking again soon."

After he turned back to facing the warriors with his arms crossed and a gloating smile on his face, King Kai's face fell. Froug was laid out on the ground and knocked unconscious, Torbie was panting and grimacing towards King Kai's house, and his car -his beautiful periwinkle blue classic car- had a huge dent on the fender. King Kai let out a shrill cry as his shoulders slumped. Goku wiped the dust from his hands and gave King Kai an apologetic smile.

The first task King Kai was going to give Goku for his training would be fixing that dent in his car. Then, he was going to have to fit the Saiyan with weighted attire for the remainder of his training to prevent any more of this. Lots of weighted attire.

The hiss of an opening air-lock echoed through a rock and dirt-riddled valley of wasteland. Dust clouds were settling in the sunlit air around the small round pod, while shadows from the opening hatch were slowly peeled away to reveal the face of the Saiyan resting inside. When the hatch settled against the ground with a thud, more dirt was spewed into the air as Vegeta finally opened his eyes.

Narrowing his gaze towards his left, then his right, Vegeta uncrossed his arms and stepped out of his pod, emerging into the sunlight and dust while squinting at the brightness of it all. But when he remembered where he'd arrived and what he was doing there, a smirk slowly spread across his face.

Now, he had to find Dodoria and Kakarot's Earthling friends who might be anticipating his arrival, so he could show them his awesome power. As he recalled from the last time coming to this planet, there was a welcoming party already out at the landing site to greet him. It was a pity that it seemed this time they couldn't be bothered, now that he was a Super Saiyan. Vegeta decided he'd have to correct that.

Closing his eyes, Vegeta concentrated, searching for Dodoria's ki. He could feel weaker kis all over – the planet was infested with them. But Dodoria's was harder to locate. Clenching his eyes shut, Vegeta concentrated harder, reaching out to find the strong ki, and finally recognizing a powerful energy towards the west. But what caught his attention and finally made him open his eyes was when he realized that one of Earth's weaker ki was rapidly approaching him.

"Hn." Vegeta snapped his head in that direction, where he spied a small aircraft headed towards him. "Who could this be?"

He crossed his arms and scowled as he waited. Of course, he could go to them and save himself the wait, but he'd rather make them travel. Especially as he stood there, wondering why some weakling who required an aircraft to fly was brave enough to approach him while all the cowardly fighters on the planet remained in hiding.

When the yellow plane came into clearer view, Vegeta briefly thought about blasting it out of the sky. That would have sent a clear message to the fighters of this planet as well as that toad, Dodoria, that Vegeta was here and he intended to conquer. But then, if he did that, he would never know why this insignificant Earthling was the one to approach him.

In all honesty, he was intrigued. He wanted to hear what the Earthling messenger had to say. Also, he'd finally just detected miniscule energy signals surrounding him. Vegeta harrumphed to himself in amusement. Apparently Kakarot wasn't the only one from Earth who could mask his energy level. So as the yellow plane bearing a curved black-and-white symbol on its side descended, Vegeta stood his ground, clenching his jaw and never taking his eyes off the plane, though he remained astute to the presences to his sides and behind him. Even in the far ahead distance, he could sense another. They had to be fools if they thought they stood a chance against him, even in a group.

After the plane touched ground and the engine powered down, Vegeta peered through the clouds of kicked-up dust to see the pilot's door lifting open. When a dainty-looking creature leapt to the ground, he raised a brow incredulously. This was the Earthlings' representative? A woman? Oh, right. It was that same woman who flew to the scene of his first landing on Earth.

She clearly wasn't a fighter, and yet the Earth's warriors were hiding behind her. Stupid move. Her weakness wouldn't make Vegeta hesitate about killing her for one second, so the Earthlings were risking her life by sending her. She was either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid to go along with their plan. But as she approached him, her blue hair swaying across her shoulders as her blue eyes glared with determination and she took deliberate strides, something told Vegeta this woman wasn't stupid.

When they came face to face, Vegeta looked the woman up and down, masking his face with indifference. "Nice of you to offer yourself as the first sacrifice, but I have more important people to kill before I move on to destroying the weaklings of this planet."

Vegeta was about to avert his gaze towards the distant mountains where the others were hiding, but the woman's smirk caught him by surprise. "Once you hear what I have to say, Prince Vegeta, I think you'll change your mind about that."

Vegeta chuckled. "Oh? And what is it that you have to say? I'm surrounded? I should be scared? I should leave your planet? Don't make me laugh."

The woman put her hands on her hips, exposing to Vegeta a small metallic box clasped in her palm he hadn't noticed before. "We know you're a Super Saiyan, and we know why you're here."

Vegeta smirked. "Do you?"

For a moment, the woman faltered, but she quickly masked the expression with a sly smile. "I'd like to invite you to stay at my home, Capsule Corporation, which is also Earth's greatest source of technology. It's where this came from."

Vegeta narrowed his eyes at the small, metallic box the woman showed him as she opened her palm. He had no clue now where she was going with this. She seemed to be waiting for a response, but after looking at the item, Vegeta quickly dismissed it and glared impatiently at the woman.

"Let me show you." The woman opened the small box before retrieving a pill-like item from inside and tossing it in the distance. "You might want to stand back."

"Tch!" Vegeta lost patience with her demonstration, raising his fist as he intended to call out a challenge to the eavesdropping cowards around them, but before he could open his mouth, the tiny device the woman had thrown to the ground exploded in a forceful cloud of dust that took him by surprise and pushed him back.

The woman smiled proudly as the dust settled to reveal a table full of prepared foods fit for a party. "Think of this as Earth's welcome gift."

Vegeta stared, completely flabbergasted by the unexpected offering of several meats, soups, cakes, and starches which were all coated with elaborate sauces. He was even more awestruck by how delicious it all smelled. Vegeta couldn't remember the last planet whose food seemed nearly as appealing as this one's. Maybe this was what kept Kakarot so attached to the planet.

When Vegeta forced himself to stop staring at the feast and meet the woman's gaze again, she immediately met his look with a smile and a wink. "And there's plenty more where that came from."

Vegeta balked, catching himself and grunting in frustration as he realized he was allowing this display to distract him from his purpose. This wasn't what he came here for, and that woman damn well knew it!

Baring his teeth, Vegeta forced himself to turn his back on the tempting meal. "You think I can be appeased by a measly offering of food?"

The woman's mouth dropped, her eyes darting to the table of food as if someone would jump out from under it and save her, before her gaze returned to Vegeta again. Vegeta felt a small bit of satisfaction from her fear, but he couldn't stop himself from following her gaze to the table as well. Dammit, it all smelled too good to ignore!

Crossing his arms and raising his chin proudly, Vegeta took slow strides towards the table. "I'll accept your food, servant woman, but after I eat, I demand you take me to Kakarot's son."

As Vegeta reached for the food, the woman scoffed and glared at him irately. "Servant woman? My name is Bulma!"

Before Vegeta could finish chewing his first tender, delicious bite of meat, two figures dashed full speed towards him from behind the mountains. Vegeta calmly ate and smiled in amusement as they descended to stand between him and the furiously glowering woman.

"Bulma! Be careful how you talk to this guy!" The scar-faced human admonished with a glance over his shoulder before turning a glare on Vegeta. "We don't want any trouble, Vegeta."

Pushing her way past the human and the other three-eyed fighter assuming a defensive stance by the human's side, the woman pointed a finger in Vegeta's face. "If this guy wants to stay at Capsule Corporation and accept my hospitality, Yamcha, he needs to know that I am his beautiful, generous host named Bulma. Bul…ma! Not 'servant woman'."

Vegeta laughed and tossed aside the bone from the meat he finished while reaching for another. "Whatever. As long as my servant brings the boy to me and keeps this food coming, I can settle for calling her whatever name works for her."

While Vegeta continued eating, the woman growled in frustration and lunged, but the humans held her back. Vegeta found it amusing that it actually took both of those weaklings to hold back a woman with hardly any significant power, but he was too busy eating to deal with her obstinacy or bother with taunting the Earthlings. He'd have plenty of time for that later. He'd have plenty of time for dealing with Kakarot's son and formulating his plans for the rest of the universe as well. He'd have plenty of time for everything now.

Vegeta was the strongest and therefore the one in charge on this planet. Earth was to be his first planet conquered. If he liked it here, he could extend his stay before moving on to rule the remainder of the universe. Which he most definitely would do.

A/N: In case any of you are speculating and thinking ahead about this story as I am, there are some facts I want to point out that will have a drastic effect on the 'android/cell saga'. In this A/U, Dr. Gero was killed by Raditz in Earth's purge. Not only would he have been killed, but his work would have been destroyed in the purge. Even if some of his work survived the purge and he was able to put the pieces together and resume his work, his motivation after being revived has to be taken into consideration. Originally, he was after revenge against Goku. But after being killed and having his life's work destroyed, I'd think he'd hold a bigger grudge against Raditz or possibly aliens in general. Not only that, but no great battles have taken place on Earth (the only ones were at the Lookout, which Gero wouldn't detect), so there would be no collecting of cells and monitoring the Z-fighter's fighting abilities for the creation of the androids. Also, we were never informed of how Goku contracted the heart virus, but obviously his life has played out very differently. He could or could not catch it in this universe. I haven't decided what Gero alternately would do at this point, but these are all the points I'm considering, so don't expect a similar android saga by any means.

On another note, a lot of reviewers on here ask questions and I try to PM replies to those, but as one reviewer suggested a couple of chapters back, it would be easier done through social media. So, I figured I should let you all know I'm on Tumblr now as maiikawriter. I'm new to using Tumblr, so you might have to be patient with me when it comes to responses and posts. But I will try to reply to any comments or questions there, as well as through PM.