Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Anything Could Happen ❯ Chapter 4

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Frieza let his gaze wander between his two objects of complete and total lust. Vejita, so firm and hard, polished like fine marble; his beautiful body absolutely flawless. And Bulma, how she'd grown and matured physically. Her well-rounded curves and dynamite figure, what a prize she was. He wanted both of them. He stifled a groan as he imagined having them both at the same time. Bulma should still be a virgin. He had given very detailed instruction to the beings on Trion. Just then a vision of his two perfect pets touching and pleasuring each other entered his mind. After a grin he pushed the idea aside. Once or twice in the future perhaps, but never casually or frequently. His jealously prevented it. He wondered how he'd get them into his bed. Both hated him for about the same reasons. He took just about everything they loved and held dear in one fell swoop each. Just then he noticed Bulma staring at her plate. Something was very wrong. The last time he'd seen a look like that on the face of any woman it had been Vejita's mother. When she discovered that her son was to be handed over to Frieza. It hadn't been a pretty display, after she sent him to his room so the adults could `talk'. It was more of a scream fest at Frieza and King Vejita. The woman was deadly set against her son leaving the planet and especially with someone of Frieza's caliber. He mentally sighed as he remembered her outburst of power. She'd nearly flattened them both. Frieza had even taken home a few scars. But by the time her tirade had finished she hadn't even the power to stop any of them. According to what he'd been told Vejita's mother died only a few days after Vejita was taken. Suicide. It hurt the boy deeply, and the torment from all the other fighters didn't help at all. He stopped speaking to his father, even Nappa, his bodyguard, was shunned to the side. In truth the last time Frieza had ever seen Vejita open up to any one were those days he was responsible for Bulma. But what about Bulma? What was going through that pretty little head?

"Bulma, perhaps if you ate the food dinner would be more pleasant for you." he said.

"What? Oh, yes Frieza." She said snapping out of her reverie.

She gave a faint blush as the other people around them gave an amused chuckle. Frieza wasn't pleased. Something was going on and he didn't like not knowing what it was. She played it off very well though. Going straight back to eating her food and as it seemed, putting her own thoughts aside. Dinner was far quieter than Frieza would have liked. He supposed he should liven it up just a bit. He called for the entertainment. A lovely blue skinned woman with pale orange hair walked into the room. A servant with what looked to be a small portable piano with him followed. The man began to strike up a tune and the woman sang. Bulma felt a surge of disgust so powerful she nearly lost her dinner at the display many of the so-called men in the room. Not to mention the thoughts that were drifting in the large space of the room. Then she looked at the woman, really looked. She was beautiful, but what had gotten her sudden attention was what the woman was singing. A very sad ballad. The words were foreign to everyone there, but Bulma understood. The song told the story of how the girl was captured. The fight between the evil dog, Zarbon and her brave, beautiful, and wonderful fiancé. Then it changed and she sang of the men's stupidity of letting her sing her songs before them and how she used them to contact her family and people. How she had helped arrange her own rescue, right under their noses. Bulma smiled at the young woman. She knew what the smile looked like and that the young woman was trying to decipher whether she'd been caught or was just getting an invitation from a woman, as she had in the past. Bulma then sent her the thoughts of what she'd seen in the girl and promised her silence. The girl's eyes held a very grateful smile. Just then the competitors from that afternoon walked in and took their places just beyond Vejita and Bulma. Bulma felt the glares on her and smiled as she turned to them all.

"No hard feelings, right guys?" she asked gently leaning her head in Frieza's direction in warning.

A chorus of `no's' went among them.

"Good. I really want all of us to get along and not be enemies."

The glare Captain Ginyu leveled on her could have killed a forest in an instant. Bulma blew a kiss at him and giggled. He would've killed her if he'd had the chance and she knew it.

"Lord Frieza. I'd just bet that Bulma here could out sing the little stripling up there, now. What do you think, sire?" Ginyu asked.

"I don't know Captain. That girl is a muse, among the most beautiful voices in the universe. I've never even heard a note from Bulma before." He said.

"Well sire if she's up to it, perhaps we can find out." He said slyly. Bulma wasn't a fool. She knew when she was being baited. She decided to play along.

"Well I'm not very good at all." She said.

"Oh, come now. Beauty is in the eyes, or ears of the beholder or listener." Frieza said.

That was it. He'd given her an indirect order. They all looked at her daring her to refuse him.

"Of course, Lord Frieza." She said as she stood up and took the place of the girl on stage.

Those in the room that hadn't heard the conversation stared interestedly at the young woman as she ascended the stage. She sang an interesting little ballad, obviously from her home planet. And her voice was a thing of true beauty. The entire room broke out into applause as she finished and returned to her seat. Even Captain Ginyu, though somewhat reluctantly, expressed his admiration for her talent.

"Excellent. I am truly impressed." Frieza said.

She merely inclined her head in acceptance and gratitude. As the meal ended she went to her room. She wanted nothing more than to go to sleep, or at least meditate. She scowled as she saw Jeis at her door.

"Go away." She said brushing past him and punching in the code for her room.

"Oh so you don't want me to take you up on your offer?" he asked.

"I must have really damaged your brain when I hit you. I was lying to get you to drop your defenses so it'd be more entertaining for me to defeat you." She said.

She was suddenly being pressed against a large and hard body and a titanic hand was glued to her mouth. Just then they appeared in front of her. Jeis, Captain Ginyu, and Zarbon. Recoome must have been the one holding her.

"Payback, bitch. It's a beautiful thing." Captain Ginyu said.

Bulma sighed and rolled her eyes. For a minute there she'd been worried.

"Scream and Recoome will crush your pretty little head." Zarbon said quietly.

She nodded swiftly.

"What's the matter with you guys, you almost had me scared for a moment. You got me, I didn't even suspect now leave. I have things to do." She said as she tried to move away from the giant behind her only to find that he held firm.

"Look I really don't have time for this. I have things I need to take care of. What do you want?" she asked.

"You humiliated us in front of Lord Frieza. And now we're going to humiliate you." Said Recoome.

"And how are you going to do that?" she asked.

"By taking turns fucking you, and getting pictures of the act. Edited of course." Ginyu said.

"That is so unsanitary. Why would you each take turns with a girl. I know I wouldn't want to fuck a man after some other woman. You know what they say, you fuck everyone your partner has fucked. And you guys don't even want me to get into my head that you all would willingly have sex together." She said.

"What's going on? What are they doing here?" came a very pissed off voice.

They all turned to Vejita. Bulma broke Recoome's hold and wrapped her arms around Vejita.

"Oh, they just all want some of what you're about to get. But were just going to pick up where we left off three years ago. You better be in good shape Saiyan, you owe me a whole lot. And if you even think about passing out I'll kill you." She said as she took his arm and shoved him into her room.

"I never did before." He said catching on rather quickly.

"True. Well guys I've got to go, I need a real man after three long years without one. If you hear screaming be smart and don't come knocking, I'll be fine." She said huskily as the door slid closed.

"I won't speak of this degradation if no one else will." Jeis said.

"Agreed." The rest said in union.

"What was that all about?" Vejita asked.

"They just wanted to rape me." She said.

He snarled and as she looked at him his face contorted in rage.

"They dared to--" he broke off, not trusting himself to continue.

"What was this all about?" he asked.

"Swear to me, upon your honor that what you are about to see will remain with you till the end of your life unless you have no other choice." She said.

Vejita stared at her a moment as if sizing up just how big this was.

"I swear." He said.

"Good. If I can't trust you, if you break this oath, I will kill you." she said.

Vejita stared a little more than shocked as she began taking off her shirt. She turned her back to him and drew it all the way off. The tattoos were startling to say the least. One of a crescent moon across the span of her back; a medley of jewels of assorted colors in various positions all over her back, and many black winding patterns that strongly resembled henna body art. But what happened next completely took him by surprise. She walked over to the window by the bed. She flicked off the light and opened the window, letting the moonlight bathe the room in its eerie glow. Suddenly she arched her back and cried out as her back convulsed and sprouted large wings that were exactly like the pictures of angels he'd seen in his life. She turned back to him. In the halter top and those pants she did look like a fallen angel, one that had been out of grace just a little too long.

"No one can find out about this, Vejita. Especially Frieza. There's no telling what he'll have me do if he discovers what I am." She said.

Vejita did not need to ask just what she was. He'd been doing a great job of not crying out in shock since the wings popped out. Bulma was a Crystal Tokian, beings of legend. Said to have unimaginable power, wings, telepathy, magical prowess, and their beauty was famed across the galaxies. Almost perfect creatures. The things Frieza could do with her abilities; with her period. The things any man could do with her if only he could bend her to his will. He quickly shoved the idea out of his head. He would not even think of controlling her, he already felt sorry for any man foolish enough to ever try.

"In a few days, next week actually there will be a very rare type of lunar eclipse. It's called `Blue Moon Death'. A blue moon will appear and then be shadowed by the eclipse. When the eclipse is over there will be exactly four more minutes of blue moon light left. During the eclipse itself I won't be able to control the wings and markings as I can now. They will all be very visible and even glow. I was told my people can draw unimaginable power from it and be able to use it for centuries. I don't want to miss it, I feel that its something I need to see. But I'll need your help. As I've said Frieza cannot see this. I'm sure he knows about the eclipse though and will probably want us both there. You know how he is. We have to make ourselves unable to come and do so as unobtrusively as possible. And if you want something in return I don't know what I can offer you at the moment. Maybe I'll have something to give later. Do you want to watch? The guy told me it was a beautiful and once in a lifetime event, just like the moon itself." She said.

"Sure. Why not? I'll help. This will not be easy. Frieza's nowhere near as stupid as I'd love to believe. Do you have any idea how to manage this?" he asked.

"Yes. We beat each other senseless, threaten a few servants into silence, you slip in here on the night of the event and make certain no one gets in here." She said.

"You'll be a little out of it?" he asked.

"Yes. And there might be a sexual side effect. I might throw myself at you. It's going to overload my senses for a while. And we wouldn't really hurt each other in the fight I can just make it look like we did." she said.

She giggled as his eyes went wide.

"You do have enough control to refuse my advances, don't you?" she asked.

"Bulma I came so close to showing you what making love was when you were sixteen it wasn't funny. Especially that night you wandered into my bed after that nightmare. But I will try as hard as I can." He said.

"I know. Thank you." She said.

The next day as the two trained, Frieza entered the area.

"I've just heard of an incredible little phenomenon called `Blue Moon Death'. I want the both of you to see it but only if you're through with your mission by that time. I'm sending you to planet Jirudian, I want you to scout out the race if it's not beyond your abilities I want you to subjugate the planet for me. If it is too much then just report back and I'll send the Ginyu Force. That is all." He said as he left.

"This is even better than we could have hoped. We'll just delay the trip. We can stay on Jirudian until the eclipse if over." She whispered.

"Are you sure it's a good idea?" he asked.

"It's a safer idea." Bulma replied.

"In what way?" he asked.

"No one of consequence would see me at all. It's better this way. And if anyone does see me and it gets back to Frieza we can deny seeing anything like that." She said.

"It's your choice. I've already agreed." Vejita said.