Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Friends, Bonds, and Family ❯ Chapter 8 ( Chapter 8 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

A/N: So, so sorry for the delayed update. I haven't been writing much of anything lately. Don't have much of an excuse, but here ya go and I'll try to update again soon. Also, the first part of this chapter is kinda sad, and you will probably want to kill some people after reading it, but remember, Goku already killed them.

Still aboard Frieza's ship, many years ago:

Vegeta almost couldn't stand the look that was being given to him, but he was a Saiyan warrior and would not back down from anything. "Why are you crying woman?" he called harshly, and noticed that even more tears joined the first set.

"I'm sorry," she whispered in a small, wavering voice.

"Just answer the question," he said, moving around her and towards the closet.

"Do you want me to lie on the bed?" she asked, still barely whispering.

After pulling on a pair of tight, blue pants, he turned to her, "Why would I want you on my . . ." Just then, he comprehended what she thought he was going to do. With anger on his face, he spoke in a raised voice, "I am a Saiyan warrior and a prince. I have no need to force any woman. I can have the most beautiful women willingly come into my bed should I wish it."

Sam just cowed away from his wrath. She had not meant to anger him, but she had to know what he planned to do with her. Being a wanted commodity on a ship full of men had made her wary of what the people around her wanted from her. Since none would risk angering Frieza by taking her virginity, she had been forced to do many other services that the men had required to "ease their stress", they said.

Noticing her scared pose, Vegeta stopped his ranting and just looked at her. She had a very nice form and seemed to have grown since the last time he had seen her. Her chest wasn't too big, but looked just large enough to fill each of his hands. She wore very small blue bra and panties set, over which was a shear blue drape. This was the standard wear for pleasure slaves and he wasn't surprised a bit.

"You are just going to sleep on the floor and not bother me. I have to rest up for my next mission."

Vegeta made to move by her and climb into his bed when he heard her cry out, "No, please."

He turned abruptly and said, "What do you mean no? I thought you'd be glad that I don't want you."

Tears now streaming unchecked down her face, she replied, "But I want to have sex with you."

Vegeta raised an eyebrow at this, "Why?"

"The next person that gets me will just take what they want and not care. You at least care, even if it's just a tiny bit. I'm a virgin, and I don't want anyone but you to take that from me." She cried out, startling the prince as this is the most she had ever said at one time.

Vegeta's thoughts were in turmoil. He had forgotten momentarily about the virgin part. It was true, that if he didn't take it, the next person that just wanted a quick fuck would do it and besides, Frieza had expected him to 'break her in' as it were.

"But I don't want to hurt you," he said before he could stop himself.

Sam smiled up at him, knowing that this was her last chance at happiness before she became nothing more than property. "Please do this for me. It is the only thing I have ever asked of anyone. It will also be the last."

Knowing that to be all too true, Vegeta looked at the sad smile she presented him and returned a small smile himself. "All right, but that doesn't mean you can ever ask me for anything again. I am the prince of the Saiyans after all."

Sam smiled a real smile this time and said, "Yes my prince," before she leaned over and kissed him full on the lips.

Surprised at her abruptness, Vegeta gasped, allowing her tongue to invade his mouth. He pushed his own way past her sweet lips, not wanting her to get the better of him. The need for air overcame the passion and they pulled apart, gasping for air.

Vegeta pulled her over to the bed and lay her down gently, not wanting to scare her. What she didn't know was that he was just as scared as she was, but he refused to show it.

Back to the present, Capsule Corp:

"So Vegeta made sweet love to me and it was so beautiful," Sam sighed in remembrance. "What I didn't know at the time though, was that because of all his training and missions that had taken up so much of his time," Sam paused for ambiance, a giggle about to burst forth, and completely ignoring Vegeta's murderous glare. "Vegeta had been a virgin too!"

Bulma, Chi-chi, Videl, and Gohan cracked up at that, causing Vegeta to turn red, whether from embarrassment or anger; they weren't sure, though he did turn his glare on Sam, who just smiled back happily at him.

Goku scratched his head with confusion on his face and said, "I don't get it." Piccolo just smirked, but said nothing.

Bulma began gasping for air as she tried to speak, "G-Goku, it means th-that he had n-never had sex before." She then burst into giggles as Goku had a sudden look of understanding on his face.

"It's not that funny, bakas," Vegeta roared, his face getting a little redder, this time they were sure it was from anger.

The group calmed down soon after, wiping tears of mirth from their eyes. Sam then decided to continue the story.

"Anyway, after that I was a slave for a while before Frieza decided to put that collar around my neck. See, every year the slaves were checked for their power readings and he decided that mine was getting to high. The collar suppressed my ki and my free will. Anyone could tell me to do something and as long as it didn't kill me, I would do it and have no choice in the matter.

"Fortunately, 'Geta still liked me, so sometimes he would order me to his rooms and hide me from the ship. Those were the only times that I ever got a really good nights sleep. I hated it when he was away on missions," she sighed, lowering her head in remembrance.

"Well that's all over now," Vegeta spoke up, "Frieza is dead."

"Well that's great news," Sam chirped happily. "Any questions?"

Everyone just looked at her oddly. She appeared chipper and unaware that the majority of her story had disturbed everyone that had heard it. To have endured such an ordeal should have left her broken, but Sam just seemed to be able to put it all aside, or she just hid it very well.

Sam turned suddenly to Gohan and asked, "Have you set a date yet?"

Everyone except Goku and Vegeta looked a little startled at the sudden change in topic, but Gohan just smiled and said, "We haven't really talked about it."

Chi-chi still didn't like the idea of her little boy being bound to a monster, but she also knew that if she were to say anything, her son would never speak to her again.

"It's going to be on the lookout, right?" Bulma asked.

"Yes, Dende is going to perform the ceremony."

"Well then, you're going to have to choose a date so we know when to start planning."

"What do you guys think?" Gohan asked his fiancées.

Piccolo just shrugged nonchalantly, but Videl said, "Well, you're graduating in two months, so how about we have it right afterwards. That way, it's at the end of a semester and we have plenty of time off before you start your job."

"What job?" Chi-chi asked, hearing this news for the first time.

Gohan blushed and scratched the back of his head in the common Son gesture before chuckling and replying, "Well, since I got pretty much perfect scores, the school asked if I would teach next year since one of the current teachers is retiring at the end of this year."

Chi-chi smiled brightly and said, "That's wonderful!"

"Well, now that we know the approximate date, we have got to start planning," Bulma said, always one for doing things big.

"Uh," Gohan began and looked over at Piccolo for confirmation, "I think Videl should make the majority of the decisions." He then looked at Videl, "I want you to plan anything you want."

Videl looked a little skeptical, "Are you guys sure you want me to do everything?"

Gohan and Piccolo looked at each other before simultaneously turning back to her and saying, "Yes."

Videl smiled and then looked pointedly at Piccolo, a sly turn of her lips before she asked, "Are you really going to wear a tuxedo?"

Piccolo actually looked somewhat stunned before the muscles in his face tightened and he clenched his teeth before grinding out, "Sure," amidst the suppressed chuckles of those around him.

Videl, Bulma, Chi-chi, and Sam began talking excitedly about what they thought should be in the wedding. The guys, meanwhile, just listened, trying not to fall asleep.

Meanwhile, upstairs:

"I am sure glad we didn't get around to our news."

Goten shook his head in agreement. "Mom was sure mad at Gohan, but what do you think about them?"

Trunks looked thoughtful for a moment before replying, "I think Sam was right, as long as they love each other, what does it matter who or how many there are."

"Yeah," Goten agreed before reaching over and kissing Trunks full on the lips. After a few seconds he pulled away and said, "But we do still have to tell them about us."

Trunks looked a little dazed for a moment, "I know, but it can wait."