Who's world is it anyway? -Prologue-

OK- this is a PRLOGUE- that means I'm setting the fic- kind'a… *scratches head* I think... Any-who, I hope you enjoy it, it of course is the hardest part of a fic to write- I gotta' warn ya', the rating may go up slightly, PG-13 tops but this isn't- icky- or –gore-y- I hope ^-^' I'm not quite sure WHAT to classify it as- O! I KNOW! –jumble! They should make that a genre!

O well- ON with the FIC!

-Disclaimer- WHAT? DO I LOOK RICH!? OF COURSE THE CHARACTERS DON'T BELONG TO ME!

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"Hey Krillin!" Goku cheered as the door in front of him opened to reveal the coal haired ningen and his wife, 18

"Hello Mrs. 18" Gohan chortled; joining in the greeting, extending his hand in a polite gesture.

"Please.." 18 murmured sarcastically, turning and finding her way into the large Capsule Corp buildings- she gave Krillin a 'hurry up' look before waking through the second door on the left.

"So- how's it been bro?" The ex-monk asked, opening the door wider and letting the full-bred and demi- saiyans in

"Not bad-" Goku replied, patting his eldest son on the shoulder as the younger man walked into the lounge to join the others ""A few scraps here and there, a little pest problem- Man Krillin- when was the last time I saw you? You've got a new haircut!"

"Thanks" Krillin beamed- running his hand over the sleek diagonal trim (think GT Goten's haircut) and smiling again as it sprung back into place "Ya like it?"

"It's- well how do I put this; kind'a cool!" Goku grinned "It's kind'a got this teen look- but would be perfect for training" Goku sighed "Just wish my hair would STAY where I put it"

Krillin laughed slightly, before tugging at Goku's arm in the direction of the lounge, the saiyan followed slowly, stirring up another conversation.

"So-" he started "What did Bulma call us all here for?" He questioned, gazing at his shorter friend

"I'm not sure yet" His reply came "She said she wouldn't tell us until we were all here- by the by- How did you persuade ChiChi to let Gohan out?"

Goku smiled in fondness of his son "Gohan did something ChiChi liked- I think he got his PH.. um… PH…"

"PHD" Krillin corrected him

"Yeah, he got his PHD in medical Science, so ChiChi said he could have a day off studying"

"Man Goku! What's Gohan gonna' do next?!"

"Um…" The saiyan thought for a moment " An advanced degree in cellular mitosis."

And then they entered the lounge.

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