Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Danger in the horizon ❯ A little r and r ( Chapter 4 )

Chapter Four - A little r and r

Note: I don't own DBZ or any of the characters. I'm not doing this for profit.

While the new arrivals rested and made their plans, Bulma finished her shower. She stepped out of the cubicle and made her way over to the mirror scowling at her appearance. "Damn, damn, damn!! Why me? Why do I have to look after those refugees?" she ranted at the mirror.

She was still angry with Sharon for not telling her why she picked her for the tech grab before they went. She tugged a comb through the snarls of her long blue hair and quickly dried it. Lisa had contacted her before her shower to invite her out to the bar for a drink this evening, probably trying to set her up with some alien sex fiend. It would be an amusing diversion from the men she would be baby-sitting for the next 11 months. She strode back out to the bedroom pulling on a pair of jeans and a small blue t-shirt. Just as she was finishing her make up Lisa strode in to pick her up.

"Hey looking good girly!" Lisa was dressed to impress as usual in pair of very low hipsters and a boob tube, her slim figure shown off to its full extent.

"Thanks Lisa. A few drinks might take my mind off those people I have to baby sit for the next 11 months" Bulma finished with a rueful smile.

Lisa grinned back at her. "How do you think I met the lovely Zarbon? A tech grab. I should have told you it was coming, but I thought it might ruin the surprise."

"Bitch." Murmured Bulma. "Is that the aliens name then? Zarbon. Interesting. Well lets get going; I want to get in there before it really fills up with people. You know I hate crowds."

"Sure thing. Let the fun begin. Zarbon is meeting us there and he hates to be kept waiting for anything." Lisa had a dreamy look on her face which obviously meant it was only a matter of days after first meeting him that she jumped into his more than willing arms.

Bulma snorted at her friend's dreamy look. "Hello Lisa? Get your mind out of the gutter, and let's go! Don't want to keep Mister Dream Boat waiting!"

Despite the hurry to get to the best bar on the station, it was absolutely packed with humans and other life forms, laughing, sharing jokes, flirting with each other. The spectacle never failed to impress Bulma. So many different races, all happily getting pissed together.

Lisa grabbed Bulma's hand and dragged her over to Zarbon who was leaning against the bar, involved in a deep conversation with a large pink man. "I will speak with you later…. Dodoria." He mumbled.

As he felt her approach he quickly turned to greet Lisa with a suitably dazzling smile.

"Sweetheart, " He drawled leaning down for a quick but passionate kiss. His attention turned to Bulma. "So…. this is the lovely Bulma I have been hearing so much about. You are quite enchanting." He dipped his head and grasped her hand with his own brushing his lips against her hand.

Bulma blushed deeply. For a moment there she would almost have jumped at the chance to be involved in a few bedroom "activities" with this very suave alien. Something else though, prickled at the back of her neck. There was something sinister about this guy. Zarbon noticed the look on her face and flashed another dazzling smile at her.

"Shall we?" He drawled once again, taking Lisa's hand and directing her and Bulma to a free table. For the next couple of hours the three of them talking at length, revealing small parts of their history to each other and generally having a good time.

While the girls went off to find more liquid refreshments, Zarbon sat musing on the lovely Bulma. Lisa was quite wonderful, a passionate creature who gave him much pleasure. But this other girl…. he wouldn't mind finding out what she was like in bed, with him. Plenty of time for that though, Zarbon, he told himself. First, he had to discover if the Saiyans had come this way or if they were at the station now. Then he could report to Freeza and let him know how the plan was progressing. Those monkeys wouldn't be out of Freeza's clutches for much longer. Zarbon grinned. He would enjoy watching Prince Vegeta finally getting his just deserts. Meantime though, he would enjoy the comforts of this station. He had been here for a little over a month, slowly ingratiating himself with the humans and gaining their trust.

Over at the bar, Lisa was trying to gauge Bulma's reaction to Zarbon. "Well, what do you think?" She yelled over the noise of the bar.

"He's quite gorgeous. Very suave. And very much yours. I couldn't go out with him because of that." Bulma admitted.

Lisa smirked. "Good, cos I'd have to kill you slowly if you ever tried it on with him."

Upon seeing Bulma's shocked look, Lisa softened. "Nah, just kidding. I just really dig him you know?"

"Sure, I know." Bulma grinned back. She glanced at her watch. 9.30pm. "Hey, I better go. Gotta baby-sit three guys as of tomorrow and I want to try and be in a good mood. So say goodbye to Zarbon for me will you?"

"Sure thing. Not a bad idea going to bed early though, I'll see if anyone else wants to leave now, hint, hint?" Lisa replied with a sleazy smile on her face as she made her way back to Zarbon.

Bulma glanced over her shoulder at the two lovebirds as she left. Lisa had draped herself over the attractive alien whispering something into his ear. His eyebrow was raised ever so slightly and he grinned as he swung Lisa over his shoulder and strode towards the direction of her quarters, oblivious to the stares and loud raucous comments directed at both of them by the other bar patrons.

Bulma decided to stop off at the lab to pick up some additional equipment in anticipation of her repair job tomorrow. She knew she would not have time to pop in the next day due to the fact she needed to be implanted with the tracker and monitor at 0800 hours. Then she would need to be on call for the refugees, should they require any assistance. Bulma collected what she would need and left the lab locking it securely in case someone decided to steal any equipment. Well it had never happened but you could never be too sure.

As she left the lab and stepped into the corridor, there was a very strange prickling sensation at the back of her neck, causing Bulma to freeze. Whatever was out there in the dark corners of the corridor was giving her the creeps. She drew in a deep breath and was prepared to shout out, but something stopped her. She decided to stretch out with her telepathic skills to ascertain if it was friend or foe.

The figure in the shadows eyes widened as he felt her mind probe the energy flowing around him. Surprising for a human to have such a skill. Not as finely honed as his own but impressive none the less.

With a little concentration she could just make out a figure and energy waves coming from her left, about 3 metres away. Her senses told her to relax, this was not an enemy, this creature did not want to cause her any harm. But it was unfamiliar to her senses.

While she had been in the bar with Zarbon and Lisa she had mentally stored away Zarbon's energy signature, for what reason she did not know at this stage. This person was not Zarbon.

As if to reassure her, the figure stepped out of the shadows revealing his features.