Finding A Replacement

Finding A Replacement: Chapter 3:

Disclaimer: Nope, don\'t own DragonballZ.

Author\'s Note: Sorry, Chapter 3 and Chapter 4 were put in the wrong order. Well golly gee. I had to take this story off of regular fanfiction.net because someone threatened to report it. Since I\'ve already gotten one for Training Regimen (my wonderful story about Karasu and Kurama), I didn\'t want another. The lemon in this story is going to die down and it\'s going to be more fluffy, maybe with a little lime. ^_^


Thalia let go of the vent and turned her back to thel. Sl. She slid down the wallpaper into a sitting position and buried her head in her arms. She sighed and didn\'t blink at all for a few minutes. Still in doubt about what she\'d seen, she suddenly felt like she had an enormous burden on her shoulders.
\"Goddamnit Vegeta,\" she whispered.

Vegeta woke up very pleased with himself. Zarbon had woken up before him and was now looking blankly at the ceiling. He had no idea what to say but he wanted to say something. He had so much he wanted to talk about.
\"Good thing I didn\'t kill you,\" he said dumbly.
Zarbon looked over and Vegeta expected him to be angry because of the expression on his face. Zarbon merely smirked.
\"Why did you try to in the first place?\"
Vegeta felt something pull in his stomach. He actually felt sorry for doing the right thing. If it was anyone else, they would\'ve never regretted it. Zarbon, afterall, was Frieza\'s right handman and could be just as evil as Frieza at s. Zs. Zarbon had also mercilessly blown up planets and killed innocent people.
\"You know how I felt about that purple bastard-\"
Zarbon cut him off looking almost angry, \"Vegeta, he was my master and I was his loyal servant.\"
\"Right,\" he said apologetically. He tried not to make it feel awkward and moved closer to Zarbon, putting his hand on his chest and fingering it gently, \"Forget him. Frieza\'s dead. Stay here at Capsule Corp. with me.\" Ke kissed Zarbon\'s lips.
\"Ha, I doubt anyone would want me here.\"
Vegeta smiled at him, \"They don\'t have a choice. You relax and I\'ll deal with them.\" Vegeta\'s hands went to Zarbon\'s abdomen and lingered there. \"Last night was amazing.\"
Zarbon grabbed Vegeta\'s hand and trailed it lower, between his legs, \"As will ever night, my dear prince.\"
Vegeta\'s face felt hot and he reluctantly pulled away. He got up and put on a loose pair of pajama pants. \"Stay in here for now. Do you want anything?\"
\"No, I\'m fine.\"
Vegeta went down the stairs into the kitchen to fix up breakfast. Zarbon said he didn\'t want anything, but I\'m sure he wouldn\'t mind at least a glass of water.

Thalia sipped her coffee as she sat in a chair at the kitchen table. Vegeta was the last person she wanted to see right now but was in the kitchen making bacon. Images of last night ran through her head. She slapped her head in a fruitless attempt to get them out.
\"Morning Thalia,\" he said overly cheerful.
\"Morning,\" she mumbled. She wasn\'t really mad at Vegeta, but she just didn\'t want to speak to him right now.
\"How\'d you sleep?\" he asked.
\"Fine, and you?\" she asked without thinking. Thalia was sure he slept PERFECTLY last night. She felt like she was going to burst with all the things she wanted to say.
Vegeta looked at her, \"Great. Do you want some bacon?\"
She smiled back and her anger faded for now, \"Sure.\"
Into the kitchen walked Zarbon. Another person she didn\'t wantsee see right now. He had apparently been through Vegeta\'s closet and was wearing a red cotton robe. She gasped and spoke, but pretended she didn\'t know him. A lot of people had forgotten about the saiyan princess because Frieza told everyone that she had died. \"Who are you?\" Although she pretended not to know him, she wasn\'t pretending that she was stunned. Zarbon hadn\'t aged a single bit and kept his youthful good looks.
\"Thalia, Zarbon\'s going to stay with us for a little while.\"
\"Oh, hi Zarbon.\" Thalia stammered, coming back to her senses. She hoped that Piccolo would not find out about him too soon.
Zarbon seemed confused but looked her up and down. He clearly liked what he saw and smiled back at her. Thalia looked away sharply.
Vegeta walked over to Zarbon and said, \"Zarbon, don\'t try and draw attention to yourself. You\'re supposed to be dead, remember? Just stay in my room until I get things cleared up.\"

She felt a deep sorrow overcome her when she saw Piccolo. Luckily, Vegeta and Piccolo had managed to avoid each other all day. They were sitting on the couch watching television when finally, she couldn\'t keep it in any longer.
\"Umm Piccolo?\"
Piccolo looked away from the screen to Thalia, \"Yeah?\"
She took the remote and shut off the TV. She turned sideways to face Piccolo and sat on her shins. \"Well, you see, last night, well, I was, and then I, well, I heard, yeah, well,\" she blushed when she realized how stupid she sounded.
Piccolo laughed, \"What are you trying to say?\"
She turned her head away, \"Well, it\'s about Vegeta.\"
\"Vegeta? What about him?\"
\"He, well, Zarbon\'s not dead. He\'s in Vegeta\'s bedroom.\"
\"What!? Vegeta killed him a few years ago!! Why is he in MY boyfriend\'s bedroom!!??\"
\"Quiet! No, Zarbon didn\'t die. Zarbon\'s very close with Vegeta. Very close Piccolo.\"
Piccolo glared at her, \"I don\'t understand.\"
\"Piccolo, Zarbon and Vegeta are lovers. They constantly sleep toge and and you were only a-,\" she couldn\'t say it, \"-a substitute for Zarbon.\"
Piccolo looked as though he would\'ve strangled Thalia or tried to kill her, even though it was not her fault. \"How would you know!?\"
A vein in her forehead was throbbing. How could he be so arrogant and stubborn? \"Piccolo! Do you want me to videotape them having sex!? Or maybe I should make you walk in on them!\"
\"I\'m sorry Thalia,\" he said calmly, although still infuriated. asn\asn\'t her fault at all. \"I hate him. I really do hate him. Why would he do this?\"
\"That\'s the way some men are. They think with their penises and not their brains.\" She had tried to sound sympathetic but let out a laugh. \"That wasn\'t very helpful, was it?\"
Piccolo did not laugh though and made Thalia feel worse. He got up and walked up the steps without even glancing back at her.
\"I\'m sorry,\" she said, even though Piccolo was well out of hearing range.

Thalia couldn\'t fall asleep that night. Instead, she stayed up in the living room and watched the television. The lights were turned out and the only light came from the crescent moon through the window and the glow of the screen. She wasn\'t even really paying attention to what channel she was on, although she was watching Trigun, because too much was on her mind.
What was wrong? It wasn\'t her fault that Zarbon came back. She certaintly didn\'t want him there! Why was Piccolo so mad at her? And why was Vegeta acting so casual about it? How could he ignore Piccolo entirely after what they had done? Piccolo loved him after all. Stupid jerk. Why did Vegeta have to do this? She suddenly felt a swelling hatred for Vegeta. It was the weirdest emotion she had felt. With every question her mind asked her, the feeling went on and off.
\"Bastard,\" she said aloud.
\"Talking to yourself?\", said a deep velvety voice.
She turned to her side and saw Zarbon sit on the sofa close to her. Too close. She went to move away but was stopped by the arm of the couch.
\"Zarbon,\" she breathed,\"We don\'t know each other very well.\"
Zarbon snickered. \"Do you think I\'m an idiot? I know who you are, Thalia. It\'s been a while princess.\"
\"Oh well then,\" she broke off the sentence.
\"My my, we\'ve grown a lot, haven\'t we?\", he said advancing towards her.
\"You haven\'t changed,\" she said, leaning over the armrest.
\"You\'re absolutely beautiful.\" He leaned over, dominating her.
She blushed. His hand trailed from her shoulder downwards. \"My, you\'ve definetely grown.\" She realized now that he was insinuating her chest, for he was touching them at the moment. A rough hand squeezed hard and a slap hit Zarbon\'s face. All this trouble with Vegeta and now Zarbon was making a move on her!? The thought of revenge on Vegeta for what he did to Piccolo was tantalizing, but she couldn\'t. She just couldn\'t do that to him.
\"Zarbon!\" she yelled, still in his arms.
He wiped the blood from his lip and then placed his mouth on Thalia\'s. He licked her lips begging for entrance but she refused to give in. It took a grab on the rear for her to open her lips. After a deep wet kiss, Thalia pushed him up for air.
\"Zarbon, I\'m serious! We can\'t do this. Vegeta.\"
\"Forget him for now.\"
\"Don\'t you care how he feels?\"
Zarbon started working on the fly of her pants. \"Not right now. All I want is you.\"
His hands went in and touched her crotch. With all the power she could use, she threw him off. She stood up over him. \"You pervert!\" She couldn\'t believe him. Now she knew what Zarbon was really like. Unlike Vegeta, he didn\'t want someone to be with. He just wanted hardcore action. He was leading Vegeta on this whole time.
Zarbon also stood and towered over her by at least a foot. He picked her up and carried her out of the living room. She pounded her fists against his chest frantically and yelled quite a few times. Vegets als all that ran through her mind. A guest bedroom\'s door was shut. Vegeta. Vegeta. Vegeta. Vegeta. Poor Vege§ ,