Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ No Need For Yuna ❯ {prologue} "just another game yer right" ( Prologue )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I don not own DBZ well I own some comics but that's not what I mean, I do not also own the right to final fantasy X. this is a cross over fan fiction for Bulma/FFX don't kill me if you don't like it.. that will only be a waist of your time and most likely money. Lol and before I get flames about Yuna being replaced and being a Yuna hater ,, actually I love her she's the bomb so ner, ner, ner ,ner,ner .. ok I'll grow up now .. well shortly.

~ Yolando Sung~

No need for Yuna

{prologue}

"Just another game yer right"

It was another long day at capsule corps Bulma was coming to the end of her six-week holiday and hadn't seen Goku in a while. Pulling harshly on the knotted up hair band, bulma yelped finally pulling it free, she hated working with her dad today it was the hottest day this summer and she hand to fix the car. Undressing slowly she was too tired to care where her clothes ended up on the floor. Turning on the shower the valve was covered in oil and grease from her hands the automatic door closed behind he. Bulma sighed happily as the hot water drenched her body washing away the filth. Closing her eyes she ran her fingers through her hair mixing in the bubbles under the falling water. Once clean bulma turned off the water grabbing a towel she wrapped her self up tightly from the cold air surrounding her bedroom. Only at the age of seventeen bulma was truly stunning her long lavender hair stuck loosely to her back. Grabbing a loose t-shirt and panties she through them on sitting down comfortably in the armchair Bulma put in her new game in her PS2.

Final Fantasy X popped up across the screen in lain style handwriting after 5 minutes of waiting another message popped up in red. Please insert memory card, Bulma reached to the floor not wanting to move now she was comfortable, just grabbing the memory card between the tips of her fingers she leaned and pushed into the memory socket above her console output. With a beep the PS2 jumped back to life would you like to help save Yuna? Appeared across the screen in bright red writing, Bulma clicked yes. Bulma scratched her head the game wasn't like this when she went round chi-chi's there should have been a cool intro by now. Great thought bulma trust me to by a defecated one. Are you ready another messages asked? "Yes, God dammit" bulma was getting angry now, no need to shout another message replied "What the hell" bulma gulped but before she could even answer her own question she was engulfed in white light.

…This is your story….