Disclaimer: I don't own the anime represented in the fic. Besides a few that I own 
on DVD. But even then, I didn't create them.
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Ginga GIRI GIRI! The Universe is in Danger!
By SSJ Heero
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--- Recap ---

SSJ: Last time, on Ginga GIRI GIRI! An exciting twist on the world as we know it!

Amiko: Absolutely nothing happened!

TM: Besides us being sucked in a vortex and sent into a world of anime.

Amiko: And we ran into... (starry eyes and hands clasped together) Hee-chan!

SSJ: So, on with the story!

---- Chapter 2: Remaster: Pocket Bishounen! ----

There was much confusion within the city about the Earthsphere Unified Nations. The three 
stood, awestruck, in the middle of a deserted segment of the city. Across from them, Heero 
Yuy stepped out of his destroyed mecha. Here he was- an anime character in the flesh! He 
even looked just like him- it wasn't a lame cosplay!

"Who the Hell are you three?" Heero asked with narrow eyes. They couldn't know his 
identity, since he never met them and he didn't think he was that popular.

SSJ was twitching all over. He wasn't every day that he had to escape from a falling robot. 
He struggled to reply. "Ah... We..."

TM was in the same condition. "Well, we..."

SSJ and TM exchanged glances. Why would they need to be polite to him?! They were the about 
the same age, after all! SSJ yelled at Heero without any inhibitions, quite angrily, "YOU 
NEARLY KILLED US!"

"Yeah!" TM added. "Where the Hell did you learn to fly?!"

Suddenly, Amiko knocked the two into the sky with a fan that came out of nowhere. How could 
they talk to her man like that?! "THAT'S NO WAY TO TALK TO MY HEE-CHAN!" she yelled as both 
hit the ground. They were in much pain after that quite random assault.

After rising to their feet, and with Amiko counting down in Japanese again, the chapter 
thus returned to square one. Heero looked upon the three. They were the strangest people he 
ever met, stranger than him, even. He was curious, though, of one thing. "...How do you 
know-"

At the same time he began, Amiko muttered, "Anyway..." But before either could finish, 
there was a loud racket from the distance.

Suddenly, two more mobile suits appeared from above the buildings, and flew in a straight 
path towards Heero. The three ducked and covered the back of the necks with a yelp as Heero 
jumped away from his mecha. The missiles crashed into the remains of Heero's gundam, and 
the explosion tossed all four away. Everything calmed down, and the four stood up with 
nervousness.

SSJ was panting with eyes wide open. It wasn't every day that he had to dodge missiles, 
either. "Well... What's happening?"

Heero brushed pebbles off his shoulder, dusting off his shirt as well to free it from 
pebbles after rolling on the ground. "Well," he explained, "this one person who you people 
probably don't know invited me to discuss plans to work out... 'issues' she had with 
others."

SSJ was silent, simply staring at Heero with narrow eyes. Finally, he spoke, "Okay. So you 
were flying over there in a Gundam..."

"Would have taken a car if my Corvette hadn't exploded."

SSJ was silent again. "Yeah."

And Amiko in the background muttered with pity, "Poor car..."

"Okay, so what are we standing here for?" yelled TM. He and his friends were in the middle 
of a random city in possibly another world, and they were standing around and just 
talking?! Missiles passed by the crew, who just stood and shrugged. The explosion destroyed 
a city block some miles ahead, yet they still stood without a care. They just ignored the 
onslaught of bullets and missiles hitting all around them.

Heero sighed, pulled out a map, and examined it, brushing it off now and then for pebbles 
flying everywhere. "Crap. I have to go about five miles more to get there..."

And while he was reading, he failed to notice the sound of footsteps. The four were quickly 
surrounded by a large crowd of people, equipped with machine guns. One of them threatened, 
"Well, Heero Yuy. Come with us, or the other people get it."

"Well," SSJ began as he looked about him. "Crap."

Amiko's eyes got all watery, filled with tears, and she began to sob. This just wasn't 
their day.

"Damn," was all TM could utter.

However, Heero wasn't such a civilian. He ran at one of the soldiers, who was too slow to 
pull his trigger, and punched him across the face. The others raised their guns and 
prepared to fire. With an "Eep", SSJ and company ducked as the soldiers all pulled the 
triggers.

"THIS ABSOLUTELY SUCKS," SSJ stated the obvious.

TM yelled back with sarcasm, "NO SHIT, SHERLOCK."

"I hate this!" yelled the only one of them left. Amiko was covering her ears as the 
ammunition bounced around the place. But suddenly, Heero picked up SSJ and held him before 
his body, using him as a human shield.)

Amiko looked up at Heero and SSJ. SSJ was about to be hit by their bullets! "ACK!" she 
yelled, for she could think of nothing else.

TM, too, caught sight of Heero and SSJ. "WHAT THE," he yelled. This couldn't be happening! 
"SSJ-" But it was too late. He saw his friend get hit multiple times. His mouth opened in 
fear as SSJ coughed and muttered in pain.

Then SSJ fell to the ground. SSJ was knocked out and beanbags fell onto the ground. That 
shocked both TM and Amiko as they heard SSJ groan, "Oro..." He had swirls for eyes. He 
wasn't dead!

They then heard Heero speak, "Non-lethal stun rounds. Wusses." Heero proceeded to beat the 
crap out all of them, leaving not one to spare. TM got up and walked to SSJ.

He nudged SSJ with his foot as SSJ groaned in pain. "Hey, you okay?" he asked SSJ, who had 
lumps starting to form all over.

SSJ twitched on the ground. Man, was TM dense. He just muttered with what he could, 
"Da...mn... I...t... Of... Course... I'm... Not..."

Amiko looked up at Heero, who single-handedly took out the entire group. He was even more 
amazing than in the anime! Without restraint, she jumped towards Heero and hugged him in a 
tight hold. "My hero! (No pun intended.)" she uttered. Yes, she even muttered "No pun 
intended".

Heero was surprised at the girl's behavior. He couldn't think of anything to reply with.  
"Eh..."

TM looked up from SSJ and saw Amiko hanging off of Heero. "Obsessive, huh?"

"I can't help it," said Amiko as she hugged Heero tighter.

SSJ coughed and turned about as he lay on the ground. He groaned in pain, but managed to 
stand. As he got up, he barely noticed one of the random guys on the ground, reaching for 
his gun. "Crap..."

SSJ limped over to the guy, clutching his stomach. The guy twitched, heard the footsteps, 
and gazed up at the kid standing above him. "Well," he began. "Hello..." He suddenly felt 
the pain in his stomach where Heero socked him. "Ouch..." SSJ added to the pain, barely 
managing to kick him in the gut multiple times, before collapsing to the ground.

"Oh," muttered Heero when he heard SSJ hit the ground. "Your friend collapsed."

Amiko and TM looked at SSJ, sprawled onto the ground next to the soldier. TM sighed, "Oh 
well." TM walked over to SSJ while Amiko and Heero just stared at TM dragging SSJ towards 
them. He was quite slow, considering he didn't exercise much then, and that SSJ was quite 
heavy. 'How the Hell can he be slim?!' TM muttered as he dragged the sack of weights.

Heero suddenly noticed the time. He was late for his meeting. He sighed, "I really need to 
get going."

Amiko clasped onto Heero tighter, making hard for him to breathe. "We'll go with you!" she 
yelled as she struggled to not let him leave.

Heero looked at Amiko as he stopped struggling. She finally let go, allowing him to breathe 
and reply, "Why?"

Amiko rubbed her chin in thought. Her face turned into a frown, and then a depressed look 
as she faced the ground. "Uhm... Well... We don't exactly have any place to go..."

Heero sighed. He shouldn't care about them, but he figured they'd follow him anyway. "Okay 
then. Follow me." Heero turned Northward, through the abandoned streets. Amiko followed 
close behind, and TM dragged SSJ, gritting his teeth in annoyance.

TM muttered as he dragged the unconscious SSJ, "Stupid SSJ. Has to weigh so much. Stupid 
Heero. Had to knock out SSJ."

***

A few hours passed. Heero, Amiko, and TM were still walking through the abandoned city. SSJ 
was being dragged along the ground by TM. Heero complained to himself, 'It shouldn't have  
taken a few hours for five miles. They slowed down my mission.'

TM stopped and panted, falling to the ground. He was tired from dragging SSJ, and sighed, 
"Stupid SSJ." He turned to Heero, "How far are we?"

Heero and Amiko stopped ahead. Amiko looked back at TM, but Heero still stared ahead, at a 
large tower of metal and glass, reflecting the sun and surroundings. "We're here," Heero 
replied. 'That was too inefficient,' he thought. Thankfully for him, they'd leave him there.

Amiko and TM looked up at the tower, and SSJ finally woke up. He coughed and panted and 
shoved himself off of the ground. He sighed as he struggled onto his feet, "Well..." SSJ 
got on his feet, but found it difficult to balance himself, still full of pain. He leaned 
on TM for support.

TM looked at SSJ. "Finally awake, huh?"

SSJ nodded, but was still having trouble breathing. "Ouch... My gut hurts..." He then felt 
another stinging pain and rubbed left cheek. "My face hurts..."

"Hehe," TM chuckled with guilt. "Well, I have been dragging you..."

SSJ glared at TM, still while rubbing his wounds. "Lazy bastard," he swore at TM. "Couldn't 
carry me, huh?"

TM glared back at SSJ. He should have been glad TM didn't leave him there! He shouldn't be 
complaining after all the work he just did! TM retorted, "It ain't my fault you eat so damn 
much."

Suddenly, they heard a creaking. They both turned to Heero, who opened the front door and 
stepped inside. Amiko followed him inside, not knowing where they where headed. SSJ and TM 
exchanged glances, and, too, followed the pilot.

Soon, they were at the very top of the Earthsphere Unified Nations Headquarters, high atop 
the city. Heero, SSJ, Amiko, and TM sat down in front a desk, where a certain Relena 
Peacecraft sat down and looked over the three. SSJ was heavily bandaged, and muttering 
"Itai" over and over and over. Amiko simply glared at Relena.

TM was in deep thought, 'So, we're in an anime world... This sorta reminds me of Digimon...'

"Well," she addressed them as she tapped on the keyboard, looking over a flat screen before 
her. "It seems we have no data on any of you three. No birth certificates, background, 
homes... Nothing."

Amiko harshly replied to Relena, "Well, we DID just arrive here..."

Relena ignored Amiko's rudeness, brushing her hair away from face. She continued tapping 
keystrokes, searching for anything pertaining to the three. "There still should be some 
data on you. You see, when one's born, immediately, data on an individual begins being 
recorded."

Amiko, TM, and SSJ looked at each other. She didn't seem to understand their situation. 
They didn't have info because they weren't born in that world! Amiko gave a suspicious 
glance to Relena as she asked the two, "Should we tell HER?"

"Would she understand?" SSJ asked as well, covering his mouth in thought.

"Will it make her head explode?" TM wondered, rubbing his chin. Things went silent. Amiko 
and SSJ glanced at TM with narrow eyes. TM sweatdropped as he looked from one face to 
another. "...Okay, I'll leave it to you two smarter ones."

TM got up from his chair and walked towards framed pictures hanging from the wall. One was 
the picture of the King of Hearts, cute peculiar and not seeming to match with the decor. 
There was something strange about the two kings facing in opposite directions.

Elsewhere, SSJ continued discussing with Amiko with a quiet voice. Relena and Heero 
couldn't hear their involved conversation as SSJ settled on a decision. "Well, we have 
nothing to lose, right? I mean, she IS peaceful."

Amiko returned, "Well, the way she's flirting with Heero over there..." Amiko pointed to 
Relena bowing and handing Heero a boxed lunch. SSJ sweatdropped as he looked at Amiko with 
narrow eyes. "...I'm not gonna be so peaceful." She shook a fist at Relena.

Silence passed. SSJ looked at his friends. TM was still staring at various pictures hanging 
on the walls. Amiko fumed as Heero accepted the bentou box. He felt like he was the only 
one who could be trusted. "I think I should be the one to speak."

Relena returned to her chair then, and repeated her question, not noticing (or caring) 
about a ripe red Amiko sitting next to SSJ. Amiko was crushing an aluminum can with her 
hand and clenching her teeth in anger. SSJ spoke while ignoring Amiko, "Well, here's what 
happened..." He paused, having second thoughts of telling her the quite unbelievable truth. 
"We're from another world."

Relena's eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. Yes, it was quite unbelievable. Relena 
asked again, not quite sure she heard right, "Come again?"

"In our world, Heero, and you, are nothing but animated characters," he simply answered. He 
saw the disbelief in their faces, knowing that was going to happen. "You two only exist in 
our anime." Heero's eyes were wide, and Relena's pupil shrank to a small dot in typical 
anime fashion. SSJ felt dumber as he continued, "However, we were forced to this world. It 
is apparent that you two are real here, and we're extremely confused."

Relena was silent for a bit. She just replied, "As are we." She turned to Heero, who was 
sweating with confusion and fear. She continued, turning back to SSJ and Amiko, "But this 
is... intriguing... To say the least. What else can you say?"

"Well, we're not sure. We don't know anything about this world, for it is evidently much 
different from the worlds you two inhabit in the anime."

Relena was silent for a bit, then sighed with confusion. Such a tale was unbelievable, 
indeed. "I see..."

There was the sound of a chair hitting the ground. Everyone turned to Heero, who pushed his 
chair back, and began yelling while tightly clenching his fist, "You can't POSSIBLY believe 
a story like that?!"

"Well, it seems to be a farfetched one, but it somewhat explains them already knowing your 
name, and knowing mine. And it explains their lack of data."

Heero grunted, "Hn..." Heero returned to his chair, picking it back up and sitting down. He 
sighed, "Well, what shall we do?"

"Well, this will upset President Mishima," she continued as she still typed at her 
computer. She then looked up at the three, "Did you three come in contact with ANYONE 
today?"

SSJ and Amiko exchanged glances and rubbed their chins. TM sat back down in his chair then, 
turning to everyone. SSJ then answered, "Not that I remember-" He suddenly paused, 
remembering something. "Oh wait... That driver in the desert..."

The three looked at each other, then at Relena. They saw her somewhat disturbed. "What 
driver?!"

TM explained scratching his head and staring at the ceiling. "There was a middle aged 
driver. He had black hair combed back, with white streaks going to the back of his head. He 
drove a large white van."

Relena became more tense, asking the question quickly, "Did it happen to have a cardboard 
box?"

TM rubbed his chin again. He distinctly remembered the lonely box in the corner of the van. 
"Yes... There was."

Relena suddenly rose to her feet, slamming her palms on her desk. She yelled with concern, 
"Does he have a cross scar on his left hand?!

"Uh," TM thought for a bit before answering. "I didn't pay attention to his hands..."

SSJ suddenly recalled the scene perfectly. He remembered, as the driver drove away from 
them, he used his left hand to steer the car away. A cross scar was present. "Yeah," he 
answered slowly. "There was..."

Relena sunk into her chair. "Oh no," she muttered with lost hope. "You met... Tsumuji's 
advisor..." The three peered at Relena with a wide eyed look of ignorance. She looked back 
and continued. "Kino Tsumuji... I'm sure you haven't met him. He is a genius working for 
the world government; the entire world is unified under one president. Well, you met Kino's 
most trusted advisor, Kurosawa Eiji. Someone like him would notice the lack of data you 
three have."

Amiko yelled at Relena, quite angry. "WHAT DOES ANY OF THIS HAVE TO DO WITH A CARDBOARD 
BOX?!"

"Well, in the box, he keeps a retinal scanner. Anyone who walks within fifty feet of it 
will be scanned, and their data recorded."

"What for?!" TM asked. It was so impersonal to do such a thing.

"Escaped convicts, murderers, and the like. But when, or if, he checks that machine, he'll 
know that you three have no data."

SSJ thought for a bit. "...And then..." He trailed off. He had an idea of what would happen.

"Then he'll inform President Mishima, and you three shall have to be brought in for 
questioning. And they won't be as lenient as me, nor will they even slightly believe your 
story."

Amiko was stuck to her chair, shaking with fear. They were lost, and an entire world would 
soon be against them. "What should... we do?"

"We should leave. I'll destroy any trace of you three being here. We must act quickly. How 
long ago did you meet him?"

Amiko looked at her watch. "Well... About six hours ago."

Relena tensed up. She sighed, "Well, let's go. We should not waste the little time left we 
have."

Relena turned to her computer, and found data held about the building. A list of visitors 
soon appeared on the screen with a series of keystrokes. She quickly erased the list, then 
went on ahead and formatted every computer in the building, including the central computer, 
which held data on everyone that entered the building. She quickly formatted her computer 
as well. "We should go."

Relena stood and headed to the door, and the four followed suit. Heero then yelled in 
protest, "Relena!" The three and Relena stopped in their tracks and glanced at Heero. "How 
will we leave? I mean, without drawing attention to the three?!"

"Hm." Relena rubbed her chin in thought. Finally, she smiled, "We need not worry about 
that."

Relena walked up to the picture of the King of Hearts, and removed it from the wall, 
revealing a small safe. She turned the dials, and it opened with a click. She reached 
inside and pulled out three red and white shaped spheres. A black stripe ran between both 
halves, with each half either being red or white. A small circle lay on the stripe. "On a 
recent trip to the far south, I landed in Pallet Town. There, people caught all kinds of 
'pokemon' with these orbs, called 'pokeballs'."

SSJ, Amiko, and TM stared, wide-eyed at each other. SSJ felt a lump in his throat. "Pokemon 
world, as well?!" he uttered with surprise.

"Hen ne, no..." said Amiko.
[Subtitles: Strange...]

TM simply spoke his mind, "Now, this is weird."

Relena continued, "Well, the pokeballs in this bag are empty. I'll give them to you three 
in case you need to use pokemon for defense." Relena then handed over the bag, and the 
three stuffed as many as they could into their pockets. "Does the anime in your world show 
you how to use it?" she asked.

Amiko took one from her pocket. "Yeah..." Amiko pressed the circle on the ball, and it grew 
in size. She pressed it again, and it shrunk.

"Good. Let's go."

***

Heero sped ahead in a silver Toyota on a blazing hot highway. It shone in the light as 
Heero passed a small gasoline stand, kicking up enough dust to make the windows opaque. He 
had no intention of stopping, as Relena spurred him on. They blazed through the desert, not 
caring about breaking the speed limit by fifty miles per hour.

"So, where are we going?" SSJ asked Amiko from the backseat.

"To Hell if I know," angrily replied Amiko. She muttered to herself, "And why is RELENA 
sitting in the passenger seat?! WHY NOT ME?!"

SSJ sighed and shot her a narrow glance. "You're too obsessive, Amiko-chan."

"Well, I can't possibly help it, can I?"

TM looked out the window, and saw a shining object in the sky...heading towards them. He 
froze, turning white upon realizing what it was. He yelled, pointing at it, "Oh- CRAP!"

SSJ quickly twisted his head to TM, looking at where he was pointing. "What the-" But 
before SSJ had finished, a giant explosion ripped through the highway, and Heero tried to 
avoid driving into the flames. He quickly swerved the car, and it fell on its side. It 
rolled a few times, hit a rock, and was thrown into the air, still spinning and dizzying 
the passengers. The car landed on its wheels due to sheer luck, on the other side of the 
explosion.

SSJ was weak with swirls for eyes again. "Urgh... Th-That was d-different."

Amiko was in the same boat. "Yeah... Much... D-d-different."

TM was tightly wound into a ball, covering himself from harm. He sat up and looked around, 
straightening his legs and relaxing his muscles. Finally, he yelled, "THAT KICKED ASS!"

SSJ and Amiko nearly fainted from that. Heero and a dizzy Relena stepped out of the car. TM 
jumped out a window, and SSJ and Amiko slowly crawled out. A cluster of mobile suits landed 
on the ground and surrounded the five. One mobile suit opened, and the pilot called, 
"Surrender! Heero Yuy and Relena Peacecraft! By orders of President Mishima, you all shall 
be detained!"

Heero's eye twitched. "Damn it," was all he muttered.

TM looked at all the mobile suits. "We can't possibly escape," pointed out Captain Obvious.

SSJ and Amiko got to their feet as well, though still weak.

One of the suits spoke to another, "Who are the kids?"

"Well," the other began to reply. There was a pause as the pilot checked his information. 
"...I see... They have no data. Mishima wants to question them as well."

"Is that so..." The first mobile suit turned to the five, "You all shall be coming with us!"

Heero, quite nonchalantly, held a small tube in front of him with his arm straight, a habit 
of his whenever he felt particularly suicidal. His thumb sat on a red button. Relena and 
the others quickly ducked down, knowing what to expect. They heard Heero speak, "Mission... 
Aw, to Hell with it."

Heero pressed the button without caring, and the Toyota immediately exploded. The 
explosions knocked a mobile suit off its feet, and it crashed into another one...and 
another one...and another one. Soon, all the mobile suits lay on the ground, the pilots 
were dazed and unconscious. Heero turned to the four, "Come on!"

Heero went to the first mobile suit that spoke and tossed out the pilot. He sat in the 
seat, and the four crowded inside the tiny cockpit. Amiko sat on the floor by Heero's left, 
and Relena on his right. SSJ and TM sat on the floor in the back. Heero closed the cockpit 
door, and it suddenly became difficult to breathe. SSJ was shoving against TM and Amiko, 
muttering with difficulty, "Not... enough... room..."

Heero sighed with annoyance, "Fine, I'll open the cockpit."

The cockpit opened, and Heero gave Amiko and Relena goggles. He put on another pair. He put 
his hands back on the controls, alarming TM. "Uhm... What about us?"

Heero blankly stated, "There are no more. Now hold on tight!"

TM and SSJ look at each other. And simultaneously begin to swear, "Oh fu-"

Before they could finish their swear, the mobile suit suddenly sped forward, scrapping on 
the ground at a tremendous speed. Wind blew through the cockpit, sending everyone's hair 
floating. Amiko and Relena held onto the chair as they spurred onward. TM and SSJ lay on 
the back wall, almost crushed against it due to air resistance. Wind flew into their face 
as the skin rippled from the force.

Heero yelled over the winds, "We have a bit to go! We'll be there in a bit!"

'I wish I could have stayed home,' thought TM.

'I wish I could have stayed home and played Vagrant Story,' thought SSJ.

Half an hour and fifty miles later, the mobile suit slowed to a stop at the edge of a city. 
The city still was about ten miles ahead, off in the distance. Heero helped Amiko and 
Relena out of the mobile suit. SSJ and TM fell from the suit, and lay on the ground, 
twitching with wracked nerves. The bag of pokeballs fell from the cockpit, none spilling 
from the opening. SSJ gladly pointed out, "Heheh... We survived..."

TM coughed and added, "Heh... Barely..."

Amiko turned to look at Heero. She asked with curiosity, "Why did you stop? So we won't be 
noticed? You planned it all out?"

"No. The mobile suit just ran out of fuel."

Amiko sighed. Now, they still had to travel. Relena grabbed Heero's arm and pulled him to 
the city. "Well, Heero. Let's go!"

Suddenly, Amiko appeared in front of Relena and stopped the two. Her face was full of anger 
and annoyance. Several aggravation veins appeared on her forehead. She turned bright red 
and she spoke, "I've been silent before, but this time, I'll speak: Heero is MINE!"

Relena was taken aback, "What?! This is no time for-" SMACK! Amiko slapped Relena across 
her left cheek. Relena's check suddenly turns red from the pain. She became quite out of 
character, "Why you..."

Relena countered, hitting Amiko's left cheek. Soon, the two were punching each other and 
throwing each other to the ground. Dust flew as they began becoming more violent. All the 
while, Heero just stood, wide-eyed. SSJ stumbled up and leaned on Heero. He looked at the 
spectacle, nudging Heero, "Well, aren't you popular..."

Heero silently backhanded SSJ to his nose. SSJ flew back a few yards and landed just beside 
TM. "Oro..."

Heero sighed, "I thought Relena was a Peacecraft..."

TM sat up with difficulty and saw SSJ wracked with pain. He muttered with sarcasm, "Well, 
aren't we the lucky one."

SSJ sat up and rubbed his nose. It hurt terribly and was about to bleed, "Shut up, bastard."

TM peered at Amiko and Relena, rolling along the ground, beating the snot out of each 
other. "What's happening?" he asked while pointing to the event.

"Chick fight. Rather not get involved."

"Over Heero, I bet?"

"Evidently."

Amiko was then trying to strangle Relena. She took off her sweater and began strangling 
Relena with it, yelling, "I'll teach you, bitch! Heero is mine!"

Relena quickly flipped Amiko over and grabbed her neck, repeatedly smashing her into the 
ground. She, too, yelled with anger, "Stick to your anime, you dirty skank!"

SSJ and TM sweatdropped. TM spoke with surprise, "That doesn't sound like Relena AT ALL."

"No *REALLY*, I *NEVER* noticed," SSJ sarcastically replied.

"Shut up, oh witty one."

Relena went flying past TM and crashed into the armor of the mobile suit. Amiko ran after 
her. Now Amiko flew back past Heero, and Relena dashed after. SSJ looked at the ground 
ahead to notice that one of his pokeballs had dropped.

"Why not become a harlot?!" Amiko insulted. "It suit you a lot more than a queen!"

Relena retorted, "Takes a ho to know one!"

Relena jumped on Amiko's back, immediately beginning to pull on her hair. Amiko grabbed on 
Relena's arm, and threw her painfully onto the ground. SSJ and TM could then only imagine 
the pain.

The pokeball SSJ noticed earlier rolled towards the two as they tackled each other. Relena 
touched the ball for a brief second as she tossed Amiko away from her. The pokeball grew to 
normal size.

Relena was too busy to notice though. Amiko and Relena stared each other down, both 
evidently bruised and dirty. Sand flew around from their fight. Their faces were scraped 
and bruised, while their hands were raw and red. Finally, after regaining some strength, 
they charged at each other. Amiko tripped over the bag of pokeballs, camouflaged in the 
sand and dust, and landed on the ground before Relena could stop. Relena tripped over 
Amiko, and flew into the air. She hit the ground, and rolled until she crashed into the 
pokeball.

Then she turned red and disappeared. The pokeball twitched, and pinged. SSJ, Heero, and TM 
stared, dumbfounded at the pokeball.

SSJ could only mutter with surprise, "WHAT THE..."

TM continued, "WHERE DID SHE-"

Heero, too, was confused, "Is she..."

All three looked at the single ball, yelling, "INSIDE THE POKEBALL?!"

Amiko panted with fatigue as she pushed herself off the sand and struggled to stand. She 
looked this way and that, not finding Relena, but SSJ nearby, heading for a pokeball. She 
walked up to SSJ, who picked up a pokeball. Amiko panted as she spoke, "Where's... 
Relena...?"

"Uhm," SSJ sheepishly tried to explain. "I think I caught her."

That struck Amiko's nerves. "You... WHAT?!"

"Uhm... Yeah."

BAM! SSJ was knocked into the sky by Amiko's fan (which she pulled out of nowhere yet 
again). "DAMN IT! I WAS SO NEAR KILLING HER!"

SSJ was in the air, getting dizzy as he spun in circles. He screamed back, "I DIDN'T MEAN 
TO!" SSJ then fell to the ground, kicking up dust and yelling in pain.

Amiko panted and sighed, finally calming down as she realized the fallacy. "Wait a 
second... Aren't pokeballs for catching pokemon?! Why'd it work on Relena?!"

Everyone stopped. They all rubbed their chin, thinking of why it could happen. While they 
all were thinking, a pokeball fell from the cockpit of the mobile suit. It rolled, and 
tapped Heero's shoe. Heero glanced at his shoe. "Wha-" was all he muttered before he 
disappeared with red light as well.

"Ack!" Amiko yelled with surprise as she realized Heero was gone. "HEE-CHAN!" Amiko ran to 
Heero's pokeball, which pinged and stopped shaking and struggling. She paused, looking at 
the ball. Finally, Amiko picked up the pokeball. "So, they catch bishounen as well?"

"And bishoujo, too," SSJ added as he pressed the button to shrink the ball.

Amiko glanced at him, one of her eyes narrow as she incredulously examined him. "Do you 
possibly consider that... THING to be a bishoujo?"

"Does it matter?"

"YES! IT DOES MATTER! SHE CAN NEVER EVEN BE CLOSE TO A BISHOUJO!"

SSJ didn't want to argue with Amiko. He just edged away. "Uh-"

Amiko was still yelling at him, however. "HOW CAN YOU EVEN- Hey, where's TM?"

SSJ facefaulted at her sudden mood swing. He got up, and looked around for TM. He saw TM 
ahead, walking towards the city, bag of pokeballs slung over his shoulder. Amiko pressed 
the button on the ball, and it shrunk into the tiny spheres. Both of them then placed the 
balls in their pockets, then ran to catch up with him.

"You two finally coming?" said TM over his shoulder.

Amiko snapped, "Shut up. Where are we going?"

"Isn't it obvious? To the city."

"Why?"

SSJ threw himself into the conversation, restating what he said earlier that day, "As I 
said, it's better than dying in the desert."

Amiko sighed, then looked up at the sky. She noticed it was turning from the burning orange 
to a darker red. "...It's getting dark."

SSJ looked up at the fiery sky. "Yeah..."

TM smiled. "Now, this is a strange world, huh?"

"Yeah," said Amiko as she stared at her pokeball. "Y'know..." SSJ and TM glanced at Amiko 
as they trudged ahead. "Pokemon aren't in these pokeballs. So, it's be wrong to call 'em 
that, don't you think?"

"You proposing we make up some name?" SSJ blankly asked as they continued.

"How about... Bishie balls?"

TM struggled to hold in laughter after finding a double meaning. Amiko elbowed him in the 
gut. He stopped, and now was coughing in pain.

SSJ repeated what he had been stating for two chapters, "You really are obsessive, y'know."

Amiko smiled. "Yeah. I know. And it's fun."

SSJ only smiled ever so slightly. "I guess so..."

TM clutched his gut in pain as he looked ahead. "Well, we're a bit from the city. It'll 
take a while."

"Damn it," cursed SSJ. "This'll be a long walk."

"What do we do about the two prisoners?" TM inquired, looking at the two.

Suddenly, a voice echoed from Amiko and SSJ's bishie balls. It surprised them, to say the 
least, but they distinctly heard Relena, "I'm fine in here, really. It has a nice bed."

Amiko muttered to herself, 'Why's she living in luxury?!'

Heero added, "Well, it's better than walking I guess."

SSJ muttered to himself, 'Lazy bum.'

"Well then, let's go," said TM. "We have nothing else to lose."

And the three head for the city, knowing nothing about what will happen, or why they are 
there. They just drift onward, lost in their thoughts. They were hunted in the world now, 
for they had a secret the government wanted to know. And they were hunted in a different 
sense, dashing away from vultures and lizards and snakes, all while cursing along the way.

--- To Be Continued ---

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(Japanese Yu-Gi-Oh! preview music plays in the background.)

SSJ: Our (less than thrilling) journey begins as we (or Amiko) seeks any and all other 
bishounen/bishoujo.

Amiko: We are met with opposition once more, as Trowa's sister defends him. That psychotic 
b-

TM: So tell me again, WHY are we searching for Trowa?

Amiko: Just because.

TM: ...yay.

All: Next! On Ginga GIRI GIRI! : Circus Act.

TM: You know, I think you need to come up with better names.

SSJ: Like what?

TM: Like... "TM's Great Technique"...or "TM and Co."

SSJ: ...

TM: Oh, how about "TM: The World's Strongest Man"?

(SSJ bashes his skull into a brick wall.)

Amiko: He's been doing that a lot, lately...

TM: Yeah. And it's delaying these chapters!
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