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Chapter 1
By : VegetasPrincess13
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“Well, that went about as well as I expected,” Lyri said once she and Vegeta were safely back in his quarters.
“At least you didn’t mouth off like I thought you would,” Vegeta said.
“Hey! I may be stupid, but I’m not that stupid,” she replied. She sat on the couch and ran her hands over her face. “Now what?”
“I leave for Frieda’s ship and you stay here and stay out of trouble,” he told her.
“Me? Get into trouble? Never!” she teased. He shot her a look. “Ok, ok. I’ll keep my head down and won’t get into trouble.” She watched him take his royal armor off. “How long will you be gone?”
“Until the bastard has tired of me,” Vegeta said angrily. He disappeared into the bedroom and she got up and followed him.
“Do you really have to go?” she asked.
“What the hell kind of question is that?” he snapped. She shrugged. “Think of it this way, what would happen if you went AWOL on a mission?”
“I’d be found, court marshaled, and either be imprisoned, banished or killed. Depending on your father’s mood,” she replied. Her eyes widened in understanding. “Oh...” She was quiet for a minute. “Can you promise me something?”
“Depends,” he said, glancing her way.
“Promise you’ll come back,” Lyri told him.
“What a ridiculous request,” he said, “I always come back.”
“It’s not a ridiculous request!” she told him. He looked at her, standing on the other side of the room, a look of worry and concern in her eyes.
“Of course I’ll come back,” Vegeta told her.
Lyri looked doubtful, but said nothing more on the subject. “Can you unzip me?” she asked. He motioned her over and unzipped the dress for her. She stepped out of the dress and carried it into the closet. Vegeta’s eyes wondered down her near naked form as she hung the dress up. When she caught him staring, he quickly looked away. He moved out to the living space and onto the balcony. A couple minutes later he was joined by Lyri.
“I’ll be leaving tonight,” Vegeta told her.
She turned to him, shocked. “Why?”
“I’m leaving anyway. Why prolong the inevitable?” he asked.
Lyri looked hurt and she turned away from him. “Fine,” she said as she headed back inside, “See you when you return.”
Vegeta inhaled deeply and pinched the bridge of his nose before following her inside. He ignored her and gathered his clothes and armor and popped them into a capsule that Bulma had given him the day before after Lyri had left to check on Gine. He tucked the capsule into his boot and grabbed his scouter. He glanced at Lyri one last time, sulking on the couch, before he left without saying goodbye.
He walked down to the docking station, climbed into a pod and entered Frieza’s ship as his destination. His pod started to take off and as it left the atmosphere, his comm system came on.
“Don’t forget your promise,” Lyri said. The system clicked off, signifying she turned it off on her end.
Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back in the chair. A medicinal smell filled the pod, putting him into a state of hibernation. Weeks later a voice filled the pod, “Wake up, Prince Vegeta. Preparing to board Lord Frieza’s ship.” He awoke and braced himself for the boarding process. Once on board he made his way down to level that held the barracks, which he bypassed and headed for the room he normally stayed in. Only this time, there was someone sitting on one of the twin beds.
“You look like shit,” Vegeta said walking into the room and locking the door.
Nix glared at Vegeta. “Excuse me for not dolling myself up for you, your highness.”
Vegeta rolled his eyes. “Shove your sarcasm up your ass,” he told him, “How have things been here?”
“You tell me,” Nix said, “There were three others sent around the same time as me and I’m the only one who’s left. Well...the girl might be alive...but she was sent to the brothel right away.”
“You were just sent here...” Vegeta said.
“Yes, captain obvious, I know,” Nix replied, “You of all people should know how he treats us.”
Vegeta said nothing as memories of the abuse he suffered flashed through his mind. He sat on the bed, prolonging the fact he had to report to the purple tyrant.
“Who’s monitoring Kakarot?” Nix asked.
“No one. His power level seems to have stabilized,” Vegeta said.
“And should it start fluctuating again while we’re both here?” Nix asked.
Vegeta thought for a moment. What would he do? “I have someone that can monitor him until one of us returns.”
“Your fake intended?” Nix asked with a smirk.
“She told you?” Vegeta asked angrily.
“No, I guessed. You told me just now,” Nix said.
Vegeta started to say something but stopped and flipped Nix off instead.
“Right back at you,” Nix said.
Vegeta grumbled to himself about stupid people and how he’s surrounded by them. He stood and walked out of the room and up to the bridge, wanting to get this out of the way. He knelt before the purple tyrant and lowered her head. “You summoned me, Lord Frieza...”
“Ahh...Prince Vegeta,” came a sickly sweet voice. Vegeta suppressed a shiver. He hated how the tiny lord said his name. “Yes, I have some new recruits that need training. Since I’m surrounded by incapable imbeciles, I need you to train them.” Vegeta nodded. “I’ve heard whispers that you have an...What in the hells do you Saiyans call it?” Frieza was quiet while he thought. “Oh, yes, that’s right...an intended...”
Vegeta stiffened. “Yes, my lord...” he choked out.
Frieza walked over to Vegeta, his feet clicking against the metallic floor with every step. He ran his black tipped fingers through Vegeta’s thick onyx hair, yanking on it so that the Saiyan prince looked up at him. “Such a shame...” he said, “Maybe I’ll meet this intended of yours and maybe instead of shaking her hand...I’ll wrap my hands around her neck and watch as I squeeze the life right out of her.”
Vegeta growled. “You’ll never get close enough to try, you sadistic fuck.” Frieza clung harder to his hair and his tail came up and whipped Vegeta across his face. Frieza let him go and turned to walk away only to spin around and kick him. He grabbed the front of Vegeta’s shirt and lifted him up.
“I can and will do as I please. And should I meet this bitch that you’ve chosen, she will die by my hands,” Frieza snarled. He dropped the prince and kicked him again. “While I may not particularly like Saiyans, I refuse to let anyone else have you...” He waved Vegeta away. “That’s all. Let me know when those recruits are trained.”
Vegeta glared at Frieza as the tyrant walked away. He pulled himself up and headed back down to the room he shared with Nix. All he could think about was finding the idiot that mentioned Lyri to Frieza and killing them. The door his room opened and he instantly glared at Nix. “Was it you?” he growled.
“What the hell are you talking about?” Nix asked.
Vegeta walked over to Nix, grabbed his shirt and pulled him out of the bed. “Was it you that mentioned Lyri in this fucking hell hole?”
Nix pulled himself out of Vegeta’s grasp. “Why the hell would I do that? I hate it here just as much as you. Do you really think that I’d drag her into this? Do you think I’m that fucking stupid?”
Vegeta ran his hand through his hair. “No,” he reluctantly admitted, “No, of course not.”
“Look, I know you’re stressed. You have your father up your ass and now Frieza knows about your girlfriend-“ Nix said.
“She’s not my girlfriend,” Vegeta said.
“...Frieza knows about your girlfriend, but shit, don’t go blaming me for someone else’s fuck up!” Nix continued. He looked at Vegeta before muttering, “Fuck this.” and leaving.
Vegeta rolled his eyes. He was sure if Nix had someone he cared about, he’d act the same way. He sat on the bed. What the hell was wrong with him? He openly admitted that he didn’t want a mate. He had his reasons for not wanting one. And yet, here he was, starting to care about Lyri. He found himself turning on his scouter and opening the link to her comm system. He half hoped that she would have her system off...his other half hoped he could hear her voice and know that, for now, she was safe.
“Vegeta?” came her voice.
He felt a wave of relief wash over him.
“Vegeta? Is everything ok?” she asked.
“Why wouldn’t it be?” Vegeta asked.
“I was just asking. Next time I’ll just assume the worst,” Lyri said.
Vegeta smirked at her sass. “You’re staying out of trouble?”
“About that...I’ve been arrested twice since you left...” she said.
“What?” Vegeta growled, “I told you to stay-“ He stopped when she started giggling. “That’s not funny.”
“Yes, it is,” Lyri told him, “So why did Frieza want you?”
“He’s a lazy, sadistic fuck with equally lazy, sadistic officers,” Vegeta muttered.
“Huh?” Lyri asked.
“He wants me train up his new recruits,” Vegeta said.
“How long will that take?” she asked.
“Depends on how incompetent they are,” Vegeta replied.
“Hopefully it doesn’t take long,” Lyri said.
“Hmm. You don’t know Frieza. He’ll make up excuses to keep me here longer,” he told her.
“What a fucking dick!” Lyri exclaimed.
He chuckled at her outburst. There was a lull in the conversation. “Stay out of trouble,” he told her.
“I will,” she said.
He was about to turn off his comm system when she told him, “Stay safe.” He stopped. It felt weird...different...good to have someone care about his safety. Still...he didn’t know what to say and just closed the link between them. He laid down and closed his eyes, deciding to deal with the recruits tomorrow.
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