The Chapter Numerically Following the Chapter Called Five (a.k.a. Chapter Six)

"Mamoru" strained his eyes, trying to see in the darkness that engulfed the long corridor. Because of it, he had just stepped in an oversized pile of rat turds. He shuddered as a droplet of cold sewage water dripped on his head. Trying to avoid more droplets, he side-stepped, hearing the annoying splish, splash of his shoes in the water.

CRASH!

�Oof!� He fell on his butt into the ankle-high sewage water. Beside him, he heard a splash as someone else hit the water.

Note to self, Mamoru thought, perpetual darkness is no longer a good thing.

�Who�s there?� he asked while standing up, though he was pretty sure he knew the answer.

�Bulma.� The someone snickered. It was always so funny, saying that name, even she wasn�t sure why. �I mean, Itiota.�

�Obviously. This is Dumash. I honestly don�t know how you managed to accomplish your mission with all that idiotic snickering,� Mamoru commented coldly.

Itiota said nothing. They continued walking down the sewage tunnel, avoiding the occasional pile of rat feces.

Only I didn�t accomplish my mission, Itiota thought.

It was early that morning when Bulma was on her way to work when Itiota had attacked her. She took Bulma to their sewer fortress which was where she was being kept now. Then Itiota had used her special power to take the shape of Bulma. Dumash had done the same with Mamoru. When she returned to Capsule Corp. home as Bulma, Trunks had questioned her as to why she wasn�t at work. She told him she had been working on a present for him, and he shut up once she gave him the camera. She made him promise the first picture he took was at Piccolo�s birthday party. Everything had gone perfectly to plan until Trunks actually took the picture. She was spying on them and had seen what happened when he did. She had seen the flash when Trunks pressed the shutter button, seen what she thought was the Z-warriors disappearing, only to see them still there when the flash stopped. However, there was something different about them then, though she couldn�t put her evil little finger on it. She knew that the Great Kud Rebbur (may his evil name reign forever), their evil master, emperor, overlord, etc., would not be happy about this. Why, why hadn�t it worked?

Dumash and I are the hightest ranking officials in the Great Kud Rebbur�may his evil name reign forever��s empire. I should not have failed!

Little did she know, Dumash was thinking almost the exact same thing. Freaky, huh?

Itiota and Dumash walked on in silence for an extended period of time until, finally, a small pinpoint of light became visible at the end of the long sewage tunnel. When the twosome reached the light, it became a large, bright green door. Dumash turned the large, bright green doorknob.

Click, click.

It was locked.

�What the hell?� Itiota said.

A small panel on the door slid open and a little elf-like thing poked its head out. �What�s the password?�

�Password?� Itiota and Dumash said in unison. �Since when do little elves poke their heads out of the Great Kud Rebbur�may his evil name reign forever��s lair and demand a password?�

�Since I was hired,� the elf responded with a shrug. Then he quickly turned his face back to looking all business-like.

�Well, that couldn�t have been very long,� Dumash said. �I was here this afternoon for my coffee break, (�Lazy fool. Don�t see me taking any coffee breaks,� Idiota remarked.) and I didn�t see any elves.�

�Question His Greatness later. Give password now.� The elf grinned in pleasure at how professional that sounded but quickly caught himself and scowled again.

��Open sesame�?� Itiota suggested.

�Password incorrect. Access denied,� the elf said, managing to keep a straight face while doing so.

�Well, this is just great!� Dumash said sarcastically.

�Password incorrect. Access denied.�

�Hey, I didn�t mean that as a password attempt!�

�Password incorrect. Access denied. One more incorrect password attempt and your access will be permanently denied.�

Itiota kicked the door. �Just open the damn door and let us in!� she yelled.

�Password correct. Access approved. Thank you and enjoy your stay at the Evil Sewage Lair.�

Itiota and Dumash fell over, classic anime style.

* * *

The sky suddenly darkened as if it were making a really, really fast transition to night. Lightning streaked dangerously close to Kami�s lookout in the sky. Usagi screamed and leapt behind Goten, who was closest to her.

�I thought you said you�d seen this a bunch of times,� Goten said blankly.

�Yeah, well, it�s a lot scarier in real life than it is on a twenty-inch TV screen!�

A blinding light shot out of the seven dragon balls gathered before the Sailors, Trunks, Goten, Popo, and Dende. From the light shot out a very, very, very, very, very, very, (I think you get the picture) very long snake-like dragon . . . with a shower cap on its massive head and a very, very, very, very, etc. long towel wrapped around its very, very, very . . . long body. The dragon gave a surprisingly high-pitched scream.

�I was right in the middle of a shower, you idiots!� the dragon, Shenlong, boomed. The nine tiny figures before it sweat dropped. �Well, don�t just stand there! Hurry up and make your wish already!�

�Um . . . right. I�ll do it,� said Trunks. �We wish for��

�No way! I want to do it!� Usagi yelled. She ran forward, knocking over Trunks on her way. �We wish that me and the other Sailor Scouts . . . uh . . . how should I say it?� She looked down at the person she was standing on, also known as Trunks. Realizing she was preventing him from breathing, Usagi stepped off of him. He stood up and said painfully, �Just let me do it.�

Usagi pursed her lips and said, �Oh fine, you big meanie.�

Trunks started again, �We wish for the powers of Son Goku, my da�Vegeta, Son Gohan, Piccolo, and Kuririn to be transferred to Tsukino Usagi, Hino Rei, Mizuno Ami, Kino Makoto, and Aino Minako and vice versa, but only as long as they remain in each others� worlds.�

An aura of light surrounded the Sailors. They screamed. Suddenly the light disappeared and the dragon boomed, �Your wish has been granted . . . but next time, do you think you could summon me at a more convenient time?�

And with that, and some more really cool lighting effects, Shenlong disappeared, the dragonballs shot into the air, and then sped off in seperate directions.

* * *

The Z-Senshi were all staring stupidly at their hands, in which had just appeared a weird, brightly colored stick for each of them, except Goku. In his hands had appeared a round golden locket. In its center was a spherical silver stone.

�What in the name of all things retarded are these?� Vegeta asked no one.

Goku answered, �Everyone put their hands on my shoulder again. Dende-sama�s going to explain.�

They all complied, though some a bit more reluctantly than others.

�We have just wished for your powers to be given to the Sailor Senshi,� Dende explained, �and their powers to be given to you.�

There followed a brief period of silence until Vegeta realized the little kami was trying to give him the powers of those stupid school girls.

�Damn you!� he yelled.

�Uh, Vegeta, you can�t damn the kami. He�s God,� Piccolo said with a raised eyebrow (which is kinda hard considering he doesn�t have eyebrows).

�Oh . . . uh, right. Well, then, um . . . damn you!�

�You can�t damn me either, fool. I�m the son of the king of demons.�

�Damnit! Well . . . just . . . damn all the rest of you then!�

Dende continued, �These sticks and the locket are the Sailor Senshi�s transforming items. When I say, �Now�, Goku, you stick your hand with the locket in it into the air and yell, �Moon crystal power, make up�.�

�Got it,� Goku said.

�The rest will do the same with their wands, but Gohan, you�ll see his wand has the Sailor Mercury symbol on it, he will yell, �Mercury star power, make up�; Piccolo, �Jupiter star power, make up�; Kuririn, �Venus star power, make up�; and Vegeta��

�No.�

���Mars star power, make up�.�

�What will it do?� Kuririn asked.

�You�ll find out by doing it,� Dende replied.

�I don�t like the sound of that.�

"Wait a minute...makeup?" Gohan said quizzically.

�Ready? Now.�

Four sets of shoulders shrugged and four hands were slowly raised into the air.

�Mercury star power . . . makeup . . . ?�

�Jupiter star power, makeup. Is it just me or does that sound really stupid?�

�Venus,� Kuririn gulped, �star power, make up!�

�What was I supposed to say to again?� Goku asked, his hand still raised in the air. Around him, Gohan, Piccolo, and Kuririn were spinning around with bright flashes of light, stars, and streaks of color. Vegeta stood next to him, scowling.

��Moon crystal power, makeup�,� Dende said. �And I must leave you know, so I can help the girls control their new powers. Goodbye.�

�Hey, Vegeta, what did he say I�m supposed to say?� Goku asked, turning to face his �friend�.

��I�m the biggest baka in the universe, and the mighty Prince of Saiyajins, Vegeta, will defeat me one day very soon!��

�Okay�wait a minute. Are you sure that�s what it was?�

�Positive.�

�I don�t know. I don�t think it was that long.�

�No, really, that was it.�

�Well, okay. I�m the big��

�Actually, Otousan, you�re supposed to say, �Moon crystal power, makeup,�� Gohan said. He had finished transforming and was walking over to them.

�Thanks, Gohan. Now, you�re sure that�s what I say?�

�Yes, I�m sure that�s what you say.�

�Are you positive?�

�Yes.�

Goku started laughing. �Only fools are positive!�

Gohan smacked his forehead. �Oh, just say it, Otousan.�

�All right. Moon crystal power, makeup!�

Immediately, a bunch of swirling lights surrounded Goku. He blinked twice, making a surprisingly loud ding, ding sound. He spun around a few times then was clothed in a white leotard with a sailor collar (which had a big red bow on the front, I might add). Automatically he stuck his arms out to the side and, in a flash of light, he was wearing elbow-length gloves. He spun some more and donned a blue skirt which, thanks to some appropriate author magic, had been lengthened a little due to height and, namely, gender differences. He swept his arms downward and gained boots. He titled his head backward and a tiara materialized on his forehead. Finally, after a few more spins, he finished transforming with a silly pose.

�Wow, that was weird,� Goku said when he finished the pose. He looked down at himself. �Boy, do I look funny. Am I supposed to fight in this thing?�

�Actually, yes,� Gohan said. Goku notice his son was dressed almost the same as himself, although Gohan�s suit had more blue.

�Hey, what�s wrong with Vegeta? He looks like he�s in pain. Why is he on the ground?�

Indeed, Vegeta was rolling on the ground, his hands at his sides. He was howling.

�My�kami�Kakarotto,� he said through peals of laughter, �and I�thought you were�a fool before!�

Goku did his trademark hand-behind-the-head pose. �Am I really that funny looking?�

�No, I�m about to die of laughter down here because, for once in your life, you like someone a new opponent would take seriously.� Suddenly, a strange thought came to Vegeta�s mind: Goku, dressed in his new attire, fighting Freeza. He burst out into more laughter.

Kuririn coughed. Goku and Gohan turned to look at their transformed friend. The bow, the heels, the orange fuku...they burst into fits of laughter.

"Hey, you guys don't exaclty look like the epitome of masculinity yourselves," Kuririn replied with a sweat drop. �Uh . . . so . . . um, when are you going to transform, Vegeta? Not that I'm looking forward to seeing you when you do.�

Vegeta stopped laughing and scowled. �Do you honestly think I�m going to wear that stupid . . .� He suddenly stopped and stared behind Gohan with a look of mixed horror and humor on his face, if that�s possible. Goku, Gohan, and Kuririn followed his gaze. What they now faced was something no one should ever have to see . . . a Namek wearing a Sailor Senshi fuku.

Piccolo blushed furiously and shouted, �Stop staring already, damnit!�

Goku spontaneously broke into laughter. Gohan, Vegeta, and Kuririn soon followed. Vegeta started rolling around in laughter again, for he was still on the ground. In anger, Piccolo shot a ki blast at them. Only he didn�t. He stared at his hand. He attempted to fire again. Nothing happened. He tried concentrating his ki more, but for some reason he couldn�t feel his ki. Suddenly Dende�s words came back to him.

�We have just wished for your powers to be given to the Sailor Senshi, and their powers to be given to you.�

�Why, that little bastard of a kami!� Piccolo shouted. The four idiots before him stopped laughing and stared.

�Don�t worry, Piccolo-san, you don�t have to wear that all��

�Fools! You haven�t realized yet, have you? Although I shouldn�t really expect too much from most of you.�

�What are you saying, Piccolo-san?� Gohan asked.

�I�m saying that when Dende said our powers would be given to the Sailor Senshi, he meant it, you idiots!�

The others, once again, stared at him for awhile until, suddenly, Vegeta shot to his feet. He jumped high into the air, like he was going to use Bukujutsu (flying technique) . . . and came falling back to earth, landing with a loud THUD! and an �oof!�. He got back up and repeated the process again. And again, and again, etc. Goku, Gohan, and Kuririn stared at him. Then they stared at Piccolo. Then Vegeta. Then Piccolo. Then Vegeta. Then Piccolo. Vegeta. Piccolo. Vegeta. Piccolo.

Slowly, and when I say slowly I mean it, Gohan put two and two together, and only Gohan, mind you. His eyes widened in horror and shock. He screamed. Goku turned to look at his son. Gohan seemed like he was attempting to be a statue.

�What�s wrong, son?� Goku asked.

Gohan turned to face him. �Otousan, I want you to fire a Kamehameha at me.�

�I can�t, I don�t have enough ki right now,� Goku responded. Upon seeing the surprised look on Gohan�s face, he quickly added, �It�s weird, right before Dende-sama started talking to me for the second time, my ki just vanished like I had been completely drained of energy. And I can�t sense any of you guys� ki either.�

Gohan�s jaw dropped. His father had figured something out before him?!

At that moment, Gohan knew he would become a more religious man.

�But I still don�t get what Piccolo means,� Goku said. Gohan felt a little relieved.

�It means,� Piccolo said, �that those fools who took our place in our dimension have used the dragon balls to give our powers to them and theirs to ours.� He raised a hand to silence Goku who had opened his mouth again. �Meaning . . . we can�t control our ki. We�re weak and we can only defend ourselves using whatever powers these stupid human children had!�

Goku gawked. Something had clicked on in his head. �Y-you mean we c-can�t fight?!� he asked in a slightly hysterical voice, hopping from one foot to the other in panic.

�Basically, yes. And it�s hard to believe we could fight anyone in . . . these.�

Vegeta, who had finally given up on the whole flying thing, blurted, "Those damn power-stealing bastards!"

"Uh, they're girls," Gohan said.

"Um, right..and those bitches will pay!"

�I suppose this is where we come in.�

Our more or less heroes looked around frantically for the voice that had just spoken. The voice cleared its throat, and they looked down.

�Ara! I forgot about you!� Goku said when he saw the two cats looking up at him irritably.

�Yeah, we kind of figured that out,� Artemis said.

Luna stepped in front of him and said, �Now, if you�re ever going to save Tokyo, we�re going to have to teach you to use your new powers.�

�Yeah that might be a little useful,� Kuririn said.

Luna ignored him, �First of��

She was cut short by a loud and impossibly shrill scream.

�What was that?� Gohan asked.

�Oh, no!� Luna cried. �Someone�s in danger! Hurry, follow me!� And with that, she turned around and bounded down the long set of steps in front of the temple. Artemis followed her. The guys formerly known as the Z-Senshi looked at each other, shrugged, and followed the cats.

That was a nice, long chapter, I feel happy. ^_^

Original authoress note from when this fic was on my old site: My thanks goes to Sara for writing that really nice guestbook entry. Now I know that at least one person out there likes me. ^_^ I was really about ready to quit this fan fic, but that entry made me remember that writing stupidly funny stuff like this is fun. And that's probably the only reason this chapter is here today.

I'd also like to thank every last one of the little voices in my head that helped me in my writing. You guys are the best!

And lastly, thanks to YOU for reading my humble little fanfic. Sniff, sniff.

Questions? Comments? Suggestions? Pwetty please? C'mon it's been over a year since I wrote this last chapter, I need some moral support! *big puppy dog face*

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