Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Anything Could Happen ❯ Chapter 1

Disclaimer: If I owned it, it wouldn't be a fanfiction. Akira, Akira, Akira! He did it, he did it all. Thank you. Please enjoy.

Bulma grit her teeth to keep from yelling out as cold hands probed her skin. She had been told to prepare for this. Frieza had all of his slaves checked out before coming into his service. It was totally degrading. Standing there nude and alone in front of so many men. One was Frieza's second in command; the other was next right hand man behind him. They, along with the scientists and doctors, were making her very nervous. Many of them were looking her over with hungry eyes.

"She certainly seems to meet all physical requirements, doesn't she boys?" Zarbon said loudly.

Bulma tried to keep the scarlet blush out of her face as they all laughed and voiced their agreement. She wouldn't give them the satisfaction of knowing they were affecting her. She had long ago learned how to play the ice queen, now would just be a refresher course. If they knew about her powers they wouldn't dare to even think to feel her up. Hell even in high school it was known that Bulma was really fun to be around, but touch her and risk your life.

"I'm guessing Frieza won't mind if a few of us played with her for a bit." Zarbon said.

Bulma realized as they moved forward slightly that he was serious. She decided to show them then and there why she wouldn't stand for their shit. Her eyes began to glow an eerie blue-green. And she glared at them all, challenging them with her eyes. Then she slipped into their minds and planted a thought. A single shred of doubt.

Is this really worth it?

They all stopped and she afforded herself a grin. They were even greater simpletons than she thought. Not one had her kind of telepathic power of mind. She had struck gold!

"I'll wait to see how well that one goes, then I'll try for freedom." She thought.

They went back to their evaluation and were very business-like about it.

Let her go…

Just then Dodoria opened the door and they all went to examine the results of her examination. She grabbed her clothes and dressed then walked slowly, casually out the door. Just as she walked out a short, green, fat, guy got in her way.

"What're you doing, slave? Get out of the way. I am Guldo of the Ginyu Squad." He said.

"We all know that green bean. What we don't know is why the hell Frieza put you on the squad. Must've been pity." Came a voice from behind.

"What?! Who dared to say that?!" Guldo yelled.

"What's the matter frog face? She didn't accept you even when you offered to pay her?" The voice was cold and arrogant.

She looked into the shadows, to the source of that voice. She gasped and took an involuntary step backwards when he stepped out in front of her. He was incredible! His deep obsidian eyes, that powerful face, and a body that made her knees buckle. But obviously he was nowhere near her age.

"Why you insolent little monkey! I ought to-" He was instantly rolling down the hall.

Bulma and Vejita looked at each other, then jerked to the right as a laugh came through the hall.

"Vejita. I see you've noticed my newest acquisition. Lovely is she not?" Frieza's voice was secondary to his over powering presence.

"You're the one who took over my planet. Why did you do such a thing? And why did you bring me here?" Bulma asked softly.

"Well my dear, you and Vejita here are now two in the same boat. Bulma you will become my newest warrior. You will be trained to use ki and your telepathic powers to become one of my finest assassins. Vejita is one of my junior elites. Perhaps if you're very nice to him and if I tell him, of course, he just might show you the ropes and help you out a bit. Vejita for the next two months she's your ward. Keep her out of trouble. I believe you've seen what can happen to the young and attractive here." He said hovering off.

Bulma and Vejita stared after him for a while then back at each other.

"Terrific." He muttered.

"What is it?" she asked.

"I thought I'd have seen this coming so I could avoid it. No wonder the room next to mine was being cleaned. So I could baby-sit you." He raged quietly.

"Look, I was just tossed into this. I didn't want some guy to break into my house, kill my parents, and snatch me and bring me here. And especially not on my sixteenth birthday! If you don't want to look after me you don't have to! I'm not forcing you to do a thing!" she yelled as she ran down the halls.

"She's a fiery one. Maybe I should keep an eye on her." he thought.

Just then he heard a scream. He raced down the hall to see Captain Ginyu, arm around the girl, kissing her and trying to get his tongue into her mouth. But she was putting up a magnificent fight. Clawing his arms, kicking his legs, drawing a healthy amount of blood.

"Of course he wouldn't tell these horn dogs that the girl was off limits." He thought.

Before he could act Ginyu was suddenly levitating in the air trying to move.

"Don't you ever touch me again. I'll either kill you or rip something off. I'll let you decide which is worse while you're in traction!" she yelled as she hurled him through a wall.

"You've got spunk. Learn to hide it and you might live for a while." Vejita said.

"You know what, just leave me alone Vejita. I already told you that you don't have to look out for me! Just go away." She said fiercely.

"I'm going to hate myself for this later. But for the time that Frieza ordered I will keep an eye on you. I want to see just how screwed you'll turn out." He laughed.

"Alright. And since I get the feeling I'll be saying this a lot, thank you Vejita." She said.

"Just remember who is the pupil here and who is the teacher. Lesson one, when you blast an upper level elite, and they don't get much higher than him, you don't hang around long enough to get caught and blamed for it. Trust me, I've learned that the hard way before. Let's go." He said.

She took off behind him.

Over the next two months Vejita felt like a big brother during the day, and a man imprisoned at night. She hung around him at all times during the day and he liked it, he forced himself to admit once. He went to the gravity room and she followed. He taught her moves and techniques, she was a very fast learner. Even when they ate, though she ate less, she mirrored his every social movement. But late one night, she'd had a bad dream and come running into his room. And unfortunately, for him, right into his bed. Ye gods, her skin was soft, she smelled so good! And she curled into him so perfectly. Well, perfectly if he had lost himself enough to take her then and there. Sadly in his nineteen years the only women to paw him like that were trying to. She on the other hand wanted nothing more than to be held and made to forget the terrible visions in her head. He wanted nothing more than to get rid of her before she noticed the titanic bulge in his pants. He did not want to explain that to a sixteen-year-old girl. Somehow he had told her to be strong and not let her mind play tricks on her. But every since that night he had become painfully aware of her. Even now he was so concerned about not harming that delicate flesh or fracturing those tender curves that he was watching, catching, and holding her instead of actually sparring with her.

"Vejita!" she yelled snapping him out of his reverie.

"What?" he asked.

"Let go, of my leg! And why are you rubbing it?" she asked.

Vejita was suddenly thankful that they were alone in the gravity room.

"Sorry." He muttered as he released her.

"What was that all about? You were looking at me like Jeis usually does. And it still creeps me out." She said.

"Never mind. Hungry?" he asked running to the door.

"Yeah okay!" she giggled dashing off behind him.

"Lord Frieza, don't you think that's a little too close for comfort." Zarbon asked.

"Relax Zarbon. I just wanted him to show her around. Tonight we'll have her packed up and sent for the special training I have in mind for her. If Vejita is getting attached then that's just too bad." Frieza sneered.

That night Bulma awoke to see Zarbon standing in her room, stuffing a bag full of her meager belongings.

"What are you doing with my stuff?!" she asked still trying to wake up.

"Time for you to leave, love. Your true training begins now." He said.

"But I thought it wasn't till next year!" she said.

"Quiet! It's been bumped up to tonight. Get dressed, and please, don't mind me." He said.

"But Vejita. I have to say goodbye, to let him know what's going on." She said moving to the door.

Thinking quickly, he called out to her.

"He knows." He said simply.

She stopped dead, and turned with shocked eyes.

"No. I mean that I'm leaving now." She said.

"We told him a few weeks ago."

"Then why didn't he say anything, why didn't he let me know?" she asked.

"Maybe you care more than he does. He only tolerated you because of Frieza, you know." He said.

"I can't believe that. I'm going to talk to him."

"No time. The ship will leave in five minutes time and you're still not dressed. If he gives a damn about you he'll show, love. If he doesn't forget him, I'll be here when you get back. So will he." Zarbon said.

Bulma knew better than to disobey Frieza and make him get another transport for her. She decided that if Vejita really cared he'd explain when she contacted him. Her transmitter was nearly complete. Soon she'd be able to talk to him and get some answers. Maybe saying goodbye like this was too hard for him? She quickly packed and went with Zarbon. As she went, Vejita came out of his room towards hers. Just then he looked up at the scene before him.

"Vejita! Why didn't you tell me? Ah!-" she cried as Zarbon knocked her out and blasted him to unconsciousness.

With that he ran and deposited the girl on the ship before either could wake up to do anything about it.