I live in Canada. I love Canada. I eat and sleep in Canada. I think and write in Canada. I go to school in Canada. I…..

Anyways, this is just kinda getting off track. What I MEAN to say is that I live in Canada. Not Japan. So if I live here, then how can I own some big- time, crazed-for game that was originated in Japan? Eh? Anyway. Yeah, lol, I don't. May all pity my soul if never grow up….sigh….

Well, since you're all so IMPATIENT, I'll have to write the next chapter! Ehehee….I was gonna wait until I could actually html format my stories successfully, but neva mind. I'll just have to do the crossover NOW, with my FORMAT looking so ugly. But hey, if you all don't mind, then I don't mind. Oh, and I've been wanting to say this for a long time: If you think I'm a little crazy, then go and do so. It doesn't actually mean that I AM insane, but….Grrrr, you know what? If I could get my html working, I could italic everything that's been in caps so far. But I can't, so my writing looks like I have some kind of creepy CAPS LOCK disorder or something…..Oh well….

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"This. Is. Insane," quipped the seven-year-old, swinging her legs back and forth. She sat on the very edge of Dagger's 'queen-sized' bed, with an expression too determinable for the queen's comfort. "I'm going to some stupid cave because Zidane is suddenly interested in Terra and some stupid world call Earth?"

"He wants to know everything….. if anything about Terra that he can, Eiko," sighed Dagger, neatly unfolding her orange traveling suit. "I don't know if he cares about Earth or not, and to be honest, I don't either. But I couldn't expect this day to last. That's why I'm going, because now that he's back, I'm not leaving him."

Eiko grinned, "Can't let him outta your sight, huh?"

"Not quite," Dagger, replied, concentrating on remembering the place she'd put her Mythril Racket…

"Well, I'm going. Father…I mean, Regent Cid won't like it, but that's not gonna keep me from going or anything, right?"

Silently, the Alexandrian queen nodded, and unhooked a long, mythril rod with a neatly-stitched scoop on one end from a sheath in her closet. She was unaware that she was smiling with satisfaction, until Eiko's voice, literally dripped with sarcasm, reached her ears again.

"You missed battling that much, huh?"

Startled, the queen turned around, nearly dropping her weapon. Before she could reply, Eiko stood up and went on, "Well, what about Alexandria? What's everyone gonna say when their queen and….um, well, the one that they're kinda, well, assuming to….you know….Um, Zidane leaves? Along with the Steiner, and Quina? Of course, they wont know if I'm gone. I'M just the princess of another kingdom far, far away, and…"

"I'm hoping they won't disagree when I put Beatrix in charge of the kingdom," said Dagger, tossing her racket on the bed. "I'm going to get changed now…Eiko, would you do me a favor?"

"Huh?" Eiko spun around, "Beatrix? Does she know that you're gonna do this?"

For yet another time, Dagger sighed, "Yes, she knows. Of course she knows. But Eiko…."

Eiko crossed her arms, and huffed, "What is it?"

"I want you to….inform Freya with a letter through Mognet. And I need you to find Vivi, too. I've already arranged for his sons to be taken care of. Ruby and the others agreed that they'd have fun looking after 'such an adorable buch of cuties'. Quina's already packed, Amarant's….you know him, he's always ready. And…."

"What?" Eiko yelped, "EVERYONE is coming? But….why? Why does….Waitaminute….Since when did Amarant say that he was going? I mean, c'mon, he wouldn't say that unless he was forced to, and you know it."

Dagger shrugged, "He agreed to take us to where we need to go. He didn't say if he was going to come with us to….wherever it is. I mean….I think he'd taking us somewhere where we can get to Terra. I don't know how but-"

"Never mind," said Eiko, suddenly. "I don't understand, and I don't think I want to. I'll find them, but….Dagger, why IS everyone going with us? I don't see how we need eight people…..well, two people, two summoners, a genome, a Qu, a Burmecian and a black mage to go to Terra."

Dagger's smile slowly faded into a look of concern, "I'm not sure…..But Zidane says that….'It's the team that tackled Terra. No one more, or no on less would work.'"

Eiko left, and Dagger prepared. Only, there was something, or rather a someone that they had both failed to notice altogether. Someone slunk away from the queen's chambers that night, with a head swirling in confusion. Someone left the castle, and sat on the docks of Alexadria, with their legs dangling in the water. Someone clutched her axe tightly in both hands, with her amber eyes staring defiantly into the clouded water below her feet. Someone fought back her hurt tears, and raced into the Evil Forest that night.

Someone had a plan.

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"Stop acting like you don't care!"

Vegeta continued to eat, cooling ignoring the rantings of his 'foolish wife'.

"I can't believe that you're not going after him! He could be anywhere, on some stupid planet that's crawling with alien creeps! I don't want him going through what I had to go through, and if it's the last thing I do, I'll follow him to the world's brink to get him back! What if he's in danger? What if he's somewhere worse than Namek? What if he's ON Namek, or some floating piece of broken planet drifting towards a black hole?"

"Then he'll have to destroy it," spat that saiya-jin, between mouthfuls.

"Don't give me that super saiya-jin power crap," said Bulma, as coldly as she could manage. "You're only son, and if I've heard you quite correctly, the rightful heir to ruling over all saiya-ins…..and you can't go after him through some dumb portal."

"He'll be fine, if he has saiya-jin blood in his veins," said Vegeta, finishing his meal, almost reluctantly. "I've heard enough."

"Well I haven't!" cried Bulma, angrily swiping the plate form under his nose. She half-ran over to the sink and dumped the dish into the water. Then she attacked it with a cloth, gritting her teeth to keep herself from crushing the porcelein beneath her hands. Vegeta smirked, and coolly left the kitchen. Moments later, Bulma heard the television click on, and some rather startling explosions followed.

By the time she had finished the dishes, and ate her own share of the meal, the clock on the kitchen wall read 8:00, and the sky outside was an eerie shade of purple. Summer nights were always warm. The thought, miraculously, cooled her seething thoughts, and made her think a little more clearly. Wordless, she turned her eyes from the window, to the kitchen doorway.

"Vegeta…."

The saiya-jin prince lifted the remote and hit the power button to the TV. However, just the sound of his mate's voice angered him enough to let his strength slip. The TV went off, all right, but not in quite the manner he'd expected it to.

Bulma stood in the doorway, staring expressionlessly at the pile of melted plastic and burnt wires that had once been her brand new television. Strangely, she didn't feel that she cared that her husband had not only ruined their only TV, but charred a nice line of destruction clear across the floor, and created a gaping hole in the wall. She knew that it was bound to happen, sooner or later.

Vegeta felt her pressing gaze on his face again, and glared at the floor, "I am not entering that portal, woman. I refuse to pay for any son of mine's mistake."

"It was your own mistake, by letting him get so close, Vegeta," said Bulma, her tone unusually calm. "And making up for someone else's mistake just sometimes has to be done, in a lot of cases."

"Is that so?" came his haughty reply.

"More than so," Bulma's gaze burned into the back of his head. "Whether you want to believe it or not. For once, in a long eight years, you've eaten your dinner without him sitting across from you. For once, you've gone to watch television without him to complain about the program. You simply don't care."

"That's right," said Vegeta, standing up. Regardless to the fact he wanted to leave, he did not move, "I don't."

"That's all right," said Bulma, uncrossing her arms. "I don't know what you're thinking, Veggie-chan….Without Trunks, you're all I have left. Don't think that I want to live alone with my child's father, when he won't perform what he's expected to do for his own son."

Slowly, the saiya-jin lifted his head to glower at her, "You are acting strange."

"However strange," sighed Bulma, "It's true. You just stay here, and train, Vegeta. But I, for one, am going to do what a mother should."

And that, for one moment, as Vegeta watched he leave the doorway, was that. The saiya-jin prince knew that she was angry, and that she wanted him to follow his son….Did it touch any kind of emotion inside of his mind? No, of course not. Vegeta stood, thinking, after he had turned to face the empty doorway. It was a simple matter of seconds before he realized what Bulma had left to do.

A panic seized his thoughts. What was she THINKING??? Not even his arrogance could keep him rooted to the spot, when he knew that Bulma was going to perform a task he'd stubbornly refused to do. It wasn't that it angered him, but it opened something else he was unfamiliar to. Nevertheless, he was out of the house, and racing to see something he already doubted to arrive in time to stop.

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Freya stood beside Quina, and in turn, Eiko stood beside her. At Eiko's side, was Stiener, accompanied by Vivi. Each set of eyes watched Zidane pace back and forth across the ground. The gates of Alexandria and the city of Alexandria itself lie behind them. And Dagger sat in the grass, off by herself. She too, followed Zidane's movements to and fro on the plateau just embracing the mountainside. It had been a mere day's journey across Alexandria Plains to reach the spot Amarant had described. The hulking mountains themselves loomed just ahead.

"He said he'd be right back," muttered Zidane, finally pausing to tilt his head back and stare at the mountaintop. "He's been gone an hour…"

"Perhaps he's been delayed by the monsters?" suggested Freya, hearing the clear doubtfulness in his voice.

"I don't think so," said Zidane, shaking his head and placing his hands on his hips. "He can handle them easier than I can."

"Zidane…." sighed Dagger, and she got to her feet. "He will be coming….In fact, that might be him over there."

Zidane followed her gesture, to see a slow-moving figure heading towards them. He grinned, "Either him, or a walking tree."

"Zidane!" Dagger scolded. "Stop being so….mean."

But the genome didn't reply. At first, Dagger assumed it was because he was simply being naïve, but befor she could open her mouth to comment, he held up and hand to point, "Well, it has to be him."

Dagger thought for a moment, and tried to make out the slightly-lit form of….of something trailing Amarant at a ten yard's distance or so. It was too hard to make out, but she knew that it had to be something associated with magic…."Why?"

Zidane shrugged, "Giant spheres of blue light don't normally follow walking trees around for the fun of it."

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It was also dinnertime for a family of saiya-jins and human mother alike. ChiChi carelessly sipped her tea, watching her two sons over the brim of his cup. Several seconds passed before she decided that she couldn't keep her secret much longer. She set down her saucer, and cleared her throat. Gohan and Goten both look up from their bowls.

"Gohan-" ChiChi began.

She never had a chance to say another word. There was no polite knock, or any knock for that matter, but the front door simply seemed to explode, as a soaked, infuriated saiya-jin prince barged into the house. He only managed to stumble a few steps before falling to his knees, head tilted towards the ground.

"Vegeta!" Gohan cried, leaping out of his chair. Goten said nothing, but went after Gohan as he dove out of the room and into the foyer. Clearly as startled as them both, ChiChi dropped the tea she was holding, and followed both her sons.

"What happened? Are you all right?" Gohan was asking the burned, scarred saiya-jin. Vegeta was a clear mess, and quite sapped of his powers it seemed.

"Don't…" he growled. "Get…away from me. I came here, not looking for help, but to…inform you." Vegeta, painful as it seemed, stood on his feet. His face was cut, and bleeding profoundly, but it didn't seem to matter. "It took them both. From me, from the yard….they're gone. I'm following….And I want you come."

"It?" said Gohan. "Vegeta….what are you talking about?"

"The portal," spat Vegeta. "The damn energy sphere. Outside of the training capsule….took Trunks, but I didn't follow. That stupid woman followed him instead. I went as well, but…"

Goten looked up at his older brother, "What's wrong with him, Gohan?"

"Be quiet…" Vegeta ordered through clenched teeth. "Gohan….you're coming with me. No, you're all coming…Kakkarot it there. Bulma….Trunks….and Kakkarot. I saw them, before it tried to kill me. It doesn't matter….you are coming with me."

Gohan, being Gohan, turned to ChiChi, "Mom-"

"No, absolutely not. Vegeta, I'm sorry, but this whole portal thing will have to wait unt – Kakkorot? Goku? Goku's THERE? Where? Where is Goku, and what have you done to him Vegeta!"

To all of their surprise, Vegeta chuckled. He chuckled, and turned his back on them, "Nothing….nothing at all. It seems the King Kai and his friend….never mind….it's no longer important. Bulma…"

Gohan stared, dumbfounded. He'd never seen Vegeta so insistent before. He knew that the proud saiya-jin prince wasn't asking for anything, but demanding it. However he was doing it, it was obviously clear that he was…concerned, to but it lightly, about wherever Bulma and Trunks had gone. It shocked him.

"Mom," he began again. "I'll explain later. I'm going to go with Vegeta, but…I don't think that you and Goten-"

"They have to come," said Vegeta, suddenly. "There are strangers, as well. My family….Kakkarot's family…and that foolish Namekian….Get Krillin, get the Namekian…Piccolo, and come."

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(Ok, I'm SORRY! Oh man, but I am so out of time. I PROMISE that I'll finish tonight or tommorow though, ok? If I had more time, I'd do it now, but….the corssover's gonna have to wait! ^_^)