A/N: We'll say it again. This is NOT for SailorMoon fans, but we do like SailorMoon. . . it just gets really, really stupid sometimes. The Outer Senshi are coolies, but the Inner Senshi, are, um. . . "special".

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[SAILORMOON VERSUS DRAGONBALLZ]

Rei stared intently into the fire. She had been getting bad vibes lately. What could be wrong? Was it a new evil? Her eyes widened, as she had a

vision. . .

A short man with a huge mass of black hair sticking straight up stood proudly. A woman a few inches shorter, with purple locks and a piercing blue gaze stood beside him, a hand on his chest. Both of them had furred tails wrapped around their waists. A tall young man with shoulder-length purple hair like the woman stood behind them, and a boy with dark hair sticking up at an odd angle stood beside him. They were all smirking at her. Except for one. She had silver hair that reached just past her shoulders. Her blue eyes were intense and unfathomable. She stood on the other side of the boy with the purple hair, her fingers twined in his, and her head resting on his shoulder. . .

"I think they're a new evil we must face," Rei told the others.

"I think we should wait for them to make their move," Ami replied quickly, reasonably.

"No," Makoto said firmly. "I think it's time we make the first move."

"If we did, how would we know where to start?" Minako told her. "I want to strike first just as much as you, but it was only a vision Rei had. We're clueless."

"Minako has a point," Usagi said, nodding. "We'll wait until they make the first move."

"Damn machine," Vegeta cursed, kicking the door of the gravity room, sending it flying. "Damn thing broke again." He went into the house to get a water bottle.

"You broke it again, didn't you?" Yuri said, entering the kitchen.

Vegeta muttered something so unintelligible that Yuri, even with her Saiyajin hearing, couldn't quite make it out.

"What are you going to do while you wait for one of Bulma's aides to come over and fix it?" Yuri continued, wiping off a small spot of grime on her previously perfect countertop.

". . . Well. . ." Vegeta murmured, put his arms around her waist, and chuckling lightly.

Yuri grinned, but reluctantly pried out of his loose embrace. "Sorry, Vegeta-sama, but I have to go grocery shopping for dinner tonight. The cupboards and refrigerator are practically bare save for the bottled water and soda in the fridge." She patted his cheek affectionately, almost mockingly.

Vegeta scowled, and crossed his arms across his chest.

"But, if you come with me to the store, maybe we can have a little fun after dinner. . ." Yuri winked.

"Fine," he grumbled, but the Saiyajin no Ouji now had a smiling glint in his eyes.

"Grab a big bag of rice from there, Vegeta-sama, and make sure it has no holes in it, or all of rice will spill out," Yuri said, looking at the signs indicating which aisles had what.

Shrugging, Vegeta lifted a bag with two fingers and set it in the cart, and Yuri pushed it along, going to the next aisle, Vegeta following.

"Set a sack of potatoes in the cart, Vegeta-sama, while I go look at something." Yuri wandered over to the stall with tomatoes, and started putting a lot in a couple bags after making sure they weren't dented or something.

"That'll be $1624.98, Mrs. Bejita," the checkout girl told her. All of the employees at the Supershop knew her by name. Yuri had gotten a lifetime discount membership because, well, she was Supershop's #1 customer. But Yuri knew she didn't stand a chance against ChiChi, except that she shopped at the Megamart.

Yuri handed the girl a gold card, and pointed at the bags. "Have the bag boys deliver to the usual address. Charge it to my card."

Yuri and Vegeta walked out Supershop's doors, and went into an alley. There, they could power up a little and fly home and not attract too much attention.

"STOP!!" Yuri heard a girl yell at them. She had long black hair, and dark eyes. Yuri smirked. The girl could have passed off for a Saiyajin, except for her lack of a tail and pathetically low ki level. A girl with brown hair tied in a ponytail and green eyes soon caught up with her. Now that girl's was a little better.

"What is it, Rei?" Makoto asked her friend. "We were looking at clothes and you disappear on me all of a sudden."

Rei raised a finger to point at the two at the end of the alley. "Them. Those two are. . . are from my vision," she answered shakily.

Makoto looked in the direction Rei indicated. Two short people. One with jet-black hair standing straight up, making him seem taller, and the other with long lavender hair. Both were smirking. "They don't look so tough," Makoto said confidently, but out of what she assumed was their range of hearing. She couldn't feel anything from either of them.

But they did hear, and Vegeta was pissed. He quickly regained his composure and raised his ki with a smirk. Flared it up just enough for the two girls to gasp in shock. "Not so tough, are we?"

"See?" Rei whispered out of the corner of her mouth. "They're not normal. I'm not even sure they're human. . ."

Makoto nodded slowly. "We should transform."

Rei nodded, and took out her henshi stick, raising it above her head. "Right. Mars Crystal Power, henshi yo!"

Makoto did the same. "Jupiter Crystal Power, henshi yo!"

Fire burned and spun around Rei as she transformed into her fuku, and lightning snapped and crackled, circling Makoto as she transformed into her fuku. They posed dramatically for a moment.

"I am Sailor Mars, Senshi of fire, and I'll make sure you're burnt to a crisp!"

"I am Sailor Jupiter, Senshi of thunder and lightning, and my power will shock you to your core!"

"Together," they called out in unison, "We'll eradicate you!"

Yuri and Vegeta stood there, sweatdropping for a moment before face- faulting. They quickly recovered. "My Kami, they remind me of the Ginyu Force," Vegeta murmured.

Yuri nodded, suppressing her laughter. Yuri and Vegeta HAD felt the ki of the two rise dramatically, but still weren't worried about it.

Mars concentrated and pressed her fingers together in a gun- pantomime. "Mars. . . Fire. . . Ig- what is it, Jupiter?"

Jupiter had been tapping Mars' arm. "Um. . . they flew away." She indicated the specks high in the sky.