Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Crimes of Passion ❯ Making Friends ( Chapter 3 )

A/N: Sorry this chapter took so long, but here it is. Hopefully, I'll get the next one out much sooner than this one ^.^

Chapter 3: Making Friends

"Hello, miss?" A voice called out from the other side of the door. Without waiting for a response, the door opened to reveal one of the saiyans from earlier. His spiky hair touched the back of his knees as he strode into the room. Rational thought momentarily left her mind as she caught herself in this one thought: Man, these saiyans sure are gorgeous.

"Y-yes, Radditz?" she managed to choke out. Her slight blush must have been more obvious, because the saiyan guard was momentarily struck with silence.

"Umm…oh, right. I'm here to be your guard and escort you to the science lab so that you may begin work."

She looked slightly disheartened, but finally spoke.

"Oh, well, let's go to it then." Noticing the change in the otherwise rigid demeanor of the guard, she speculated the fact that maybe all saiyans are not barbaric. She quietly followed him out the door.

They walked in silence for a few moments before she spoke. "Umm, Radditz?"

"Yes Miss?"

"Oh, you can call me Bulma."

"Oh, ok. Bulma, is there something you wanted?"

"What will he make me do?"

"Well, you will have to make weapons, design ships, training rooms…"

"No," she cut him off. "I mean, what will he make me do, as his, umm, you know."

Nervously clearing his throat, he stopped walking and stood to face her. "I can imagine what you must be thinking. I know you were brought here to be a concubine for Prince Vegeta, but trust me when I say that he will not use you as such." He turned around a started walking again.

Bulma wasn't sure if she should feel better or slightly insulted. She thought for a moment before finally deciding to prod further. "Why is that?"

Radditz was eternally grateful when he noticed they had reached the science lab. "Well, here we are," he announced. Bulma looked a little disappointed at her lack of response from him, but decided that she would find out later. He led her into the building.

"Hey son," called a voice from behind a computer. "Over here."

"Hey dad." The two saiyans hugged strongly before turning their attentions back to the confused blue haired woman.

"My, my," the man spoke. "Who do we have here?" He reached his hand out to Bulma, who timidly shook it. "I'm Bardock. I always new Radditz had good taste in woman, but you, my dear, are exquisite." He gently kissed her hand. Bulma blushed profusely at his assumption. She noticed Radditz, too, had turned a light shade of crimson.

"Um, dad, this is Miss Bulma Briefs. She is Prince Vegeta's, uh, 'present' from Frieza. She's here to help you in the lab. Her father is…"

"Dr. Briefs," Bardock interrupted. "My apologies miss, I, of course, have heard many great things about your father."

"It's quite alright," Bulma commented. Just then, the door burst open and in walked Kakarot.

"Brother." Radditz walked up to the saiyan and greeted him as he had his father.

"Brother?" Bulma questioned. Radditz and Kakarot just laughed to themselves.

"They, of course, get their good looks from their father," Bardock chimed in with a laugh. Bulma smiled her first genuine smile since being captured.

"I came by to see if you guys wanted some lunch."

"Lunch sounds good," Bulma replied without hesitation, realizing she hasn't eaten in almost a day. The four gladly left the lab and headed straight for the cafeteria.

"Get in line!" the lunch lady hollered to the masses of soldiers who gathered in the palace cafeteria. She nearly struck a saucy warrior with a frying pan for commenting on her 'melons.'

Bardock and Kakarot made their way towards the line while Bulma and Radditz found a seat. They found a comfortable spot in the corner. Radditz courteously pulled a chair out and motioned for her to sit down. She slightly bowed before sitting down.

"So, Miss…" Radditz started.

"Bulma," she corrected him.

"Oh, sorry, Bulma, do you want to go meet them in line and get some food. I'll wait here."

"Uh, I guess," she replied, not really wanting to leave, but remembering how hungry she was. She reluctantly rose from her seat and tottered towards Kakarot and Bardock.

"So, Chichi, how's my favorite cook?" Kakarot flashed a toothy grin to the chef. She turned her head and slightly blushed before handing him a plate of food.

"Now, now. You know I am the only cook here," she replied, letting out a small chuckle. She looked into his dark eyes and was about to say something, but she caught the sight of a meek woman shying behind him. She pointed towards the woman, a questioned look on her face. Kakarot turned around to see what she was looking at, startling the woman behind him.

"Oh, hi Bulma. I didn't see you back there." Bulma stood behind him, trying to catch her breath.

"I-I came to get something to eat."

Chichi came out of her daze and handed her a plate. "Here you go, hun."

"Oh, hey, Chichi, this is Bulma. She's, uh, gonna be working in the lab," said Kakarot, not wanting to bring up the fact that she was here with Vegeta. "Bulma, this is Chichi, the royal cook."

Bulma meekly took a hold of the plate while nodding to the cook. "Well," she started, "thank you. Excuse me." She hurriedly trotted off to the table where Radditz awaited. She plopped down on her chair and started eating.

Vegeta stormed out of the conference room. He was tired of hearing the incessant rambling of his father and the high council. 'Damn people,' he thought to himself. Suddenly realizing the grumble in his stomach, he marched off to the cafeteria.

Ignoring the people trying to get his attention, he burst through the doors of the dining hall. He was about to make his way to the line, but he noticed his third class guard and his father, and decided to be waited on, instead.

As he sat down, his thoughts lingered to the blue haired woman. Frowning to himself, he thought about how she had plagued his mind since he first saw her. 'No, I was merely surprised by the sudden arrival and gift from Frieza. It has nothing to do with her beauty or spirit or knowledge…' He quickly cut his thoughts short and forced himself to push her out of his mind. However, this proved to be impossible as he glanced in the corner after seeing a flash of blue.

His blood boiled and a vein throbbed in his temple. He clenched his grip on the table, leaving claw marks in the finished wood. Standing up, he let out a loud growl, sending everyone in the room fleeing for the exits. Only himself, his guards, the cook, the scientist and the woman were left.

"Kakarot, take your father and your wench and get the hell out of here." Chichi let out a growl, but Kakarot stopped her. Grabbing her by the wrist, he led her out of the room, a nervous Bardock following behind.

Vegeta lividly flew over to corner where Radditz and Bulma were sitting. Bulma held her head down, frightened by the Prince's presence.

Radditz stood up and bowed, "My Prince, how may I be of service to you?"

Vegeta glared daggers at the man, who barely noticeably cowered at the Prince's demeanor. "First of all, Radditz, you can tell my what you are doing with the onna."

"We were having lunch."

"You forget who she belongs to."

"I don't belong to anyone!" Bulma screamed defiantly. She was tired of being treated property by this arrogant man.

"I will show you who you belong to, woman." He grabbed her wrist and slung her over his shoulder. He shot Radditz a warning look. "If I see you along with her again, you will be sorry you ever laid eyes on her." He turned and marched out of the room, Bulma pounding her fists fruitlessly against his back.

"Lord Frieza, we are coming into contact with the base ship. We will board them within the hour."

Frieza sat on his chair, swirling a glass of red wine. "Very good, Zarbon," he hissed. He arose and stood next to his green haired henchman. "Soon, my plan will come together and I will watch as that brat prince sees his whole world come crashing down on him." He laughed manically, joined by Zarbon as their ship wheeled through space.

Well, that concludes another chapter of Crimes of Passion. Oooo, what is that Freiza up to?? 0.o Hope you enjoyed it.

Next chapter: One month later.