"Father, Son, and a Little Fun"

Specific Chapter 3 Warnings: More unwanted sexual harassment. Implied Freeza x Vegeta. Sort of a Mexican stand-off between Icejins and Saiyajins.


Radditz slapped his bald comrade on the back of the head, producing a desired smacking sound. Their prince, walking just to the side, rolled his eyes but a smirk remained on his lips.


"OWW!", Nappa moaned, his cinched eyes glaring at the son of Bardock, "What the fuck was THAT for?!"


"You know perfectly well what that was for, Nappa", replied Vegeta.


They had just returned from yet another successful purging mission. It was work but at least it was something they enjoyed doing. Sometimes they could forget that they had been under the ownership of their asshole overlord for almost fifteen years now and just on a leisurely spree of genocide.


"Yeah", Radditz joined, "That planet we just bagged was a joke and you managed to let them get you anyway."


He was referring to a large patch of melted skin on Nappa's thigh. Before the entire population blinked out of existence, one of the inhabitants had managed to nearly set the bald Saiyajin on fire.


"That little freak snuck up on me while I was working", Nappa said in his defense, "I was just having too much fun--"


"Fun or not, Nappa, you let your guard down", Vegeta interrupted in a scolding tone despite being the youngest of the group.


"One wrong move and he might've scarred that pretty face of yours”, Radditz added, grinning.


"Gods, Radditz", Vegeta said, shooting his guard a perverted grin, "Why don't you just come clean and...and..."


They ignored that their prince had trailed off. Nappa smiled at Radditz and winked, "I think I know, sire. How long have you been waiting to be the mother of my brats, Radditz?"


"Hey, I--"


They stopped, finding that Vegeta had slowed considerably, and looked at what had taken his attention.


Vegeta smiled, "Well, well..."


Freeza saw the pleased look on Vegeta's face and cursed under his breath. He glanced up at his father and saw that he was still pre-occupied with the unfortunate Zarbon.


::Turn a corner::, Freeza mentally urged at the Saiyajins, ::Or spontaneously explode and die! Just--::


"What have we here?", Kold said with sudden interest. The two groups approached each other and came to a halt.


::DAMN IT::, Freeza thought.


Kold smiled down at the trio, at once forgetting Zarbon and shoving him away. Zarbon was infinitely relieved for only a moment before he slammed into a nearby wall and slumped to the ground, temporarily stunned.


"So you didn't destroy all of the Saiyajins, Freeza. Rather sloppy job there, don't you think?"


Freeza ignored his father's criticism, glaring at Vegeta, "I decided to keep one of them, father, and the other two as his playmates when he gets lonely."


::Father?::, Vegeta thought, ignoring the insult. He laughed silently as he noticed the bruise on the side of Freeza's head and the obvious, painful embarrassment all of this was causing to the lizard. He smiled at Freeza's death-glare.


"Yes", Vegeta announced, his arms crossing over his chest as he stated his title with pride, "I am Vegeta, Prince of the Saiyajins and these are my men."


Kold threw back his head and laughed at the young man's cockiness, "Ah, Vegeta was it? So, this is the little Saiyajin you spoke of, son. Well, I have been wanting to meet you, Vegeta."


Vegeta felt the king's eyes heavy on him, wandering up and down his body. He was disgusted but not surprised. After all, the seed doesn't fall far from the tree.


"And I can see why my son favors you", Kold added meaningfully. Freeza glanced behind him and saw his father's tail waving slowly, like a drunken serpent. His eyes shot up at his Sire's face and saw a peculiar smile slowly widening.


This was the last straw, damn it! First humiliating him in front of his men (and those who had been present would have to be destroyed, of course, couldn't have any witnesses to that), molesting his highest ranking officer like a two-bit whore...well, Zarbon's looks usually brought that upon himself...and now, NOW he was aiming for his most highly-prized and dearest possession.


Freeza stepped in front of Vegeta and glared death and hate up at his father. Nappa and Radditz glanced at each other and grinned.


"This ought'a be good", Nappa said quietly as his partner nodded.


"F-father...father, he's MINE! You can't have him!"


The emperor was only infuriated as Kold laughed in his face. However, the king's face suddenly went dead serious and Vegeta smiled as the fear became obvious despite Freeza's equally cold look.


"ARE YOU TELLING ME WHAT I CAN AND CAN'T DO, FREEZA!!??"


Others in the halls easily heard the fierce bellow and quickly evacuated the area. Only the three Saiyajins and the two Icejins remained.


Radditz looked around, "Cowards. They're gonna miss a good show."


"NO! I HAD HIM FIRST! YOU HAVE EVERYTHING! I JUST WANT HIM!!--"


"--SPOILED YOU TOO OFTEN, YOU UNGRATEFUL BRAT! WHO DO YOU THINK--"


Vegeta stood there, slightly annoyed to be the subject of their fight but also laughing at the fact that they were pathetic enough to fight over what did not belong to them. His eyes darkened a little, unnoticed by his men who were quietly laughing and enjoying the argument. What never would despite anything the lizard subjected him to.


"Hn." Never.


Kold was very close to grabbing his son and disciplining him the way he used to--the most effective and often bone-shattering way--when he noticed the smaller Saiyajin grinning and obviously enjoying how much they were making fools of themselves. Freeza, breathing hard and about ready to claw his father's eyes out, saw him looking in their way.


"So, we both want him. How do you suppose we deal with this, boy?", Kold whispered to Freeza.


Freeza thought for a moment, then smiled, "I'm sure we can come to some sort of agreement."


Father and son looked at each other, their eyes meeting and filling with a rare, evil, and twisted understanding. Vegeta noted with dismay that, not only were they not fighting anymore, but they were both giving him some strange, peculiar look that he absolutely did not like. He took a step back into his men, who noticed the prince's new unwanted attention and were instantly on guard.


::What the Hell are they up to?::, Vegeta thought uneasily. However, he was beginning to think he had a pretty good idea.


King Kold lowered himself down in order to look into Vegeta's nervous face and smirked, his black lips curling into a large grin wider and wider as he spoke.


"Vegeta, you will come with me and Freeza. We wish to...discuss something with you."


"Yes", Freeza chimed in, "Just a little talk between the three of us."


Vegeta swallowed uncomfortably and took another step back, "As much as the idea...appeals to me, Lord Freeza, my men and I have just returned from a mission and, as you know, it is adamant that I give a report on--"


Kold looked at Freeza questioningly, "I'm sure a little delay won't be a problem."


Freeza nodded agreeably, "I can let it slip this one time."


Nappa and Radditz stood on either side of their prince, ready to fight, ready to die if necessary. However, Vegeta knew that things were not looking very promising. He himself knew how incomprehensibly powerful the smaller lizard was--how could they even start to calculate the strength of the bastard who spawned him?


"So you see, my dear prince, it's quite alright to come along or...", Kold smiled evilly as he paused, "Or you can be the LAST Saiyajin alive. I'm sure there's an opening on a certain planet of ice, Inctra-sei, where your men can enjoy each other's company while slowly freezing to death."


"Yes", Freeza nodded, "And I heard the gravity there is even stronger than that of your late-Vegeta-sei, and if you're not able to move to fight off the cold..."


He trailed off, not needing to finish the threat. Vegeta's eyes burned with fury as he stood, trembling with rage, as well as fear. Even if he actually considered sending his men on a death-mission, without them, the pair of perverted freaks would be able to do anything they wanted with him.


He glared at Freeza's triumphant grin, then nodded to his men.


"Nappa. Radditz. Leave us."


Nappa looked hesitantly at his prince, "But--"


Vegeta was silent as he marched towards the two Icejin, immediately having his shoulders ensnared in Kold's grip as they led him off. Nappa made as though to go after them but Radditz grabbed his partner's arm.


Nappa looked at Radditz incredulously, "But two of them?? We can't just--"


Radditz shook his head, "It's pointless. All we'll manage to do is make it worse for him. There's nothing we can do but wait for him to return."


It wasn't the first time they had made this difficult decision. The two took a last look at their captured prince, then made their way reluctantly to their quarters.


Vegeta recoiled in disgust at the large limb that was suddenly slung around his shoulders. It was cold, as if someone had put a corpse around his neck. What made things worse was the way the King and the Emperor were looking at each other; like two kids with a new pet...to torture.
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Note: It all goes downhill from here ^^;;

TBC