Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Intergalatic Affairs ❯ Intergalatic Affairs ( Chapter 1 )

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

Beware the OC! Yes there is an original female lead in this fic. I love B/V, but I get bored with the same female lead with the same characteristics every time!

Completely original story line. There's still a Frieza, but he doesn't rule the entire universe only half. You'll learn more about it if you read!

This is supposed to be a one shot, but if you think it is worthy to be an entire fic, review and give me some ideas or praise. Both are welcome! ^_^

Disclaimer: DBZ is not mine. I'm just borrowing it for the day!


Vegeta stared out into space as his ship sped ever closer to the planet Ebonkrysta. The planet where he was to meet with Helrit's representative. Vegeta chuckled darkly at the irony of his situation. After years of being treated like dirt under Frieza he was now ordered to use his royal title in negotiation for, Frieza. As a Prince he was the most suited for the job of diplomacy even if he was a warrior by nature. Frieza said he should be honored with such an oppurtunity, but Vegeta only felt humilation at having his heritage and name sullied by his use as a puppet.

Vegeta knew these talks were nothing, but a way for Frieza to better understand his rival. Frieza had thought he was the Lord and Emperor of all the Universe. He had conquered countless galaxies until he realized there were many more to be conquered. Unfortunately for him those galaxies already had a ruler. A man named, Helrit.

No one from Frieza's side of the Universe had heard of or seen the man, but reports from the otherside showed he was a ruthless tyrant, worse maybe even than Frieza. Helrit was just as surprised to learn of Frieza. Both tyrants were at a loss. Each held half the Universe under their thumb and their was only one free galaxy between them. Of course they both wanted it, but after hearing tales of each other's tyrannical deeds they were against trying anything too quickly. Perhaps the only thing the tyrants were afraid of was each other.

So instead of going to war with one another they communicated an interest in "peace", by setting up this farse of a meeting with representatives from both sides. Neither tyrant was brave enough to meet the other face to face.

Vegeta was brought out of his thoughts when Nappa informed him they were about to land. "Let's get this joke over with." Vegeta sighed as they landed on the dark planet of Ebonkrysta.

Upon arrival, Vegeta and his enterage were stunned by the beauty of the planet. It had a red surface with smooth, black, jagged out croppings everywhere. They landed at a castle. It was very antique, made of the oldest granite. It's towers and balconies reached up so far they were likely to touching the clouds. They were met by a dark colored man with short red hair, in a red coat. "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Lord Jamal, Lord of this Manor. I am acting as your host and am at your service Prince Vegeta."

"Thank You." Vegeta replied politely as he could. "I am anxious to meet Lord Helrit's representative, Lord Jamal."

"Of course, of course. This way please." He led them into the ominious manor. They went up a dark stairway and down a long well decorated hallway. Vegeta was in awe at how much it resembled his old Vegetasei home. At the end of the long hallway they reached a pair of large Mahogany doors. Lord Jamal opened them and stepped aside waving the Saiyans into the room.

The room was painted Emerald Green from ceiling to carpet. There was an imitation waterfall fountain in one corner and plants everywhere. After scanning the room Vegeta's eyes fell upon the other occupant. At a beautifully carved oak table in the center of the room sat an even more beautiful angel. She leaned against the back of her chair and ran her hand back and forth across the arm almost rythmically. Vegeta was mesmerized by the movement of her delicate fingers. She had long almost white, blond hair that fell straight down and caressed the chair back all the way to the floor. Her skin was a light peach color and her eyes were a haunting neon blue. She had a small mouth with shimmering lips and pointed ears, that appeared to be elfin. She wore a long white Greek style gown as if she had been sent straight from Olympus.

"It's beautiful isn't it."

Her voice was soft almost a whisper, it was so small and fragile yet at the same time so strong and confident that it weakened and confused Vegeta. Without wavering Vegeta replied in his strong, arrogant tone. "Yes, though I am not used to such surroundings."

"Neither am I to tell the truth." She spoke up.

"Who are you?" Vegeta asked.

"I am Princess Alina Lyra formally of Belpola, representative of Lord Helrit, and these are my ladies." She motioned to two women Vegeta had yet to notice standing on either side of a door on the opposite side of the room.

Vegeta held in his surprise at the angel being Helrit's representative and spoke his reply. "I am Prince Vegeta of Vegetasei, these are my men and I am unfortunately Frieza's representative."

Alina gifted Vegeta with a small chuckle and a dazzling smile. "I've heard many things about you Prince Vegeta." She replied. "Allow me to express my condolences for the destruction of Vegetasei." She said unexpectedly as her voice lowered to a whisper once again.

Vegeta was taken aback by her comment and had to take a moment to regain his thoughts. "Thank...you." He stuttered. Radditz and Nappa looked at each other then at their Prince. Vegeta never stuttered he was always sure of himself.

Lord Jamal entered the room and said, "Now that we all know each other, I willl take you to your rooms to prepare for dinner. We have prepared a wonderful dinner for the two of you in honor of your highnesses' royal visit."

"What about the negotiations?" Vegeta said snapping back to his regal prowess.

"Leave them for tomorrow. Remember patience is a virtue, Prince Vegeta." Lord Jamal added.

"I do not need a lecture on patience!" Vegeta snapped irritably. "I am here for one reason and I would like to end my business here as quickly as possible. I..."

Vegeta was cut off by Alina's soft voice. "Please Prince Vegeta, I would be delighted if you would share dinner with me this evening."

Vegeta sucked in a breath. It was as if he had been sucker punched by her voice alone. He stared into Alina's eyes and found himself hard pressed to breathe, let alone speak. After a very long moment in which many of the room's occupants began to squirm Vegeta replied, "Fine."

Lord Jamal sighed in relief and his genuine smile returned. "Please follow me." He said moving to the doors. Without a second thought Vegeta strolled arrogantly to Princess Alina and offered her his arm. His iron scowl never left his face, but he made eye contact with her and she smiled warmly taking his arm. When they touched Vegeta felt warmed all the way through his body. A warmth as such he had never felt. He felt a strange peace seep through him and shook his head to clear it of the feeling before taking a step. Alina, also felt a spark of energy fly through her entire body igniting her every nerve.

Both sets of guards looked at each other and shrugged confusedly before dutifully following them.

They reached Alina's rooms first. Vegeta reluctantly let go of her arm and when he did the peaceful feeling abruptly left him and he felt cold. Alina frowned as she watched him walk down the hall. She hurried into her rooms with her guards and stared out the window. Her face turned pale and she hugged herself, feeling very bereft after leaving Vegeta's side. "What was that about Alina?" One of her guards asked.

"I don't know, I...I..." Alina grabbed her head and sat down hard on her bed. "Princess!" They ran to her side and she waved them off. "I'm fine. I'm fine. It's just, I don't know there's just something about Prince Vegeta." She stared dreamily into space as her guards looked at her confusedly.

Meanwhile, upon reaching his rooms Vegeta stomped back and forth across his room. "What is wrong with me!? Am I bewitched?" He shouted pulling off his gloves and running his hands through his thick flamed mane.

"That's what we were wondering." Nappa asked.

"Princess Alina! She's she's!"

"Gorgeous." Radditz offered.
Vegeta stopped his pacing and turned to glare at Radditz. Radditz put his hands up in mock defeat and him and Nappa took their leave.

Both royals couldn't name their emotions for the other and this was about to make negotiations very complicated.

Two hours later Vegeta stared out his window as he finished dressing. The sky was a dark purple color as the stars appeared through the haze marking the night with a veiled aura.

Vegeta was led by a servant to the dinner hall. The dinner hall was smaller than most banquet halls and was done in varying shades of red. There was a long table against the wall covered with many delicious delicacies and a smaller table in the center of the room that was set with silver and candles. On the other side was a large leather couch built into a large window that looked out into a sapphire lake.

Vegeta sat rigidly on the couch to wait for Alina. After a few minutes that seemed like hours the door opened to reveal Alina. When she entered Vegeta stood up remembering his royal training from when he was a child. Alina gasped when she saw Vegeta standing there staring at her. He was wearing his formal dress uniform. Dark royal blue spandex with a breast plate and red cape. The royal insignia was painted on the breast plate. His uniform complimented every single one of his muscles. She had been wowed when she first saw him, but now she was utterly speechless.

Vegeta felt the same way. She entered the room in a light blue floor length gown made of the best silk. It was a strapped dress with flowing sleeves that were cut open to expose her forearms. She had a long strand of pearls hanging at her neck with her royal insignia painted in silver on her forehead. To top it off her long hair flowed around her like a magic aura. In a daze Vegeta walked over to her and grabbed her hand and kissed it. Alina's eyes widened in surprise and Vegeta looked up at her his scowl temproarily replaced by a pleased smirk. "Shall we?" He motioned to the table. Like a true gentleman he led her to the table and pulled out her chair for her and pushed her in. The servants served them and they ate the first course in an awkward silence. Vegeta for once in his life could not concentrate on his food, he couldn't stop staring at Alina. She tried her hardest to focus on her plate so as not to be caught in his imperious onyx eyes.

After a long silent meal Vegeta dismissed the servants with a wave of his hand. Now that they were alone he asked. "Why were you so anxious to invite me to dinner?"

Alina looked up at the sound of his masculine voice. She found herself staring into his eyes again. "Well, I wanted to talk to you about your people." She said honestly a tone of curiosity sneaking into her voice.

"Why the interest in my people? How do you even know of the Saiyans? Our galaxies never knew of yours."

"Everyone knows of the Saiyans!" She smiled. "I was brought up with bed time stories of the Saiyans. The good stories and the bad." Her eyes shifted away for a moment. "My father told me everything about the honorable Saiyan warriors, the strongest in the Universe and the most ruthless. They were feared by everyone, but respected by more."

Alina looked up and she actually thought she saw Vegeta crack a small smile as he watched her intently his chin propped on his fist. "I always thought they were legends, until..." She paused. "Until we heard of planet Vegetasei's destruction."

Vegeta's scowl returned and he stared at the ground lost in thought. Alina noticed the change and jumped up. She grabbed his hand and pulled him to the couch. "I was hoping you could prove whether or not the stories I'd heard were true." Vegeta snapped out of his revere and looked at her small hand, he usually never allowed anyone to touch him, but he wanted her touch. "What did they tell you?"

"Well..."

"Cause if they told you that we were bloodthirsty apes with no brains they were wrong!" Vegeta snapped. Alina was taken back and she turned away from him.

"Frieza was the one who made us evil in the eyes of the Universe."

Alina turned back to him and without a second thought grabbed his hand once again. His head shot up to look at her. "I'm sorry. I never meant to imply that you were evil. I was just curious. I've always thought that Saiyans were amazing." She smiled sincerely at him and he was hypnotized by it's brillance. He turned to face her and just stared. She saw his glassy stare and she let go of his hand and blushed.

"So, what's your story?" Vegeta asked.

"Me? Well, its not a happy one that's for sure. I don't know what Frieza is like or what kind of hell you've been through, but Helrit is a nightmare. He came on the scene when I was a girl. He had a huge army. He sent them all over somehow avoiding all the warrior planets."

"Purging?" Vegeta asked.

"No. Helrit is a psycho path. He took over planets, but only killed those who did not fit his...criteria." Vegeta raised an eyebrow at this. "Only those who were healthy, strong, and or intelligent, with blonde hair and blue eyes were allowed to live." She explained motioning to her hair. "When his men arrived on Belpola we could do nothing. We weren't warriors, we were traders." Alina stopped as if what she had to say next hurt her deeply. "They killed so many of our people. They killed both my parents right in front of me." She bit out angrily shaking.

"Why?" Vegeta asked in a whisper leaning towards her.

"Neither my mother or my father fit the physical criteria for Helrit's empire. I was the only one in my family with blue eyes!"

"You're not serious!" Vegeta shouted in surprise. "He killed your parents because their eyes weren't blue!" Vegeta smashed a fist into the couch and it barely survived the blow.

Alina nodded on the verge of tears. "I was taken straight to Helrit and made his personal aid." Vegeta shook his head in disbelief. "The worst part is he turned everyone into zombies. He didn't enslave them or kill them. He brainwashed them into following his laws and doing his bidding until they were more than happy to do it for him. It sickens me to think of it!" Alina grabbed her throat and her eyes showed a savage hate.

Vegeta looked at her with sympathy, an emotion he rarely ever felt. He grabbed her hands and pulled them away from her throat massaging them gently in his larger gloved ones. Alina stared at him as he massaged her hands. "That sounds horrible." He replied. "I thought Frieza was bad, but Helrit makes him seem almost human."

"It's one thing to kill it's another to mentally alter and injure." She sighed her voice slowly returning to it's soft weakness.

"How do you survive?" Vegeta asked.

"I pretend to be brainwashed. If I pretend to be a loyal minion he leaves me alone. I just keep hanging on, hoping one day I'll be strong enough to kill that thing!" She bit out closing her eyes while her body seathed in anger.

"I understand. That is why I train so hard so that one day I will become the legendary and be able to kill Frieza. To revenge my people." Vegeta also showed his anger as he made a fist and squeezed it.

"Only you're not one to play the obedient are you?" She smiled at him knowing by his earlier outburst that he probably wasn't a loyal minion type.

Vegeta let out a dark chuckle. "No, no I'm not."

"You're very strong to stand up to Frieza and you're a saiyan that makes you doubly strong." She said excitedly still holding his hand.

Vegeta smirked at her and she blushed. "You are also very strong, to be able to live in such a world as you do."

Alina's smile faded. "No I'm not strong."
"Oh, but you are you have kept yourself from falling into Helrit's spell that takes more mental strength than most have."

"I don't want to be. I don't want to be strong any more!" She ground out. Suddenly as if in that one sentence all her strength disappeared and she hugged herself tightly leaning back against the couch as silent tears started to fall down her face. She turned away from Vegeta not wanting him to see her weakness.

Vegeta, however, did not see her as weak. He had seen her strength and he knew exactly how she felt. She was fighting a terrible feeling of despair and hopelessness that he often fought with as well. Without thinking Vegeta grabbed her shoulders and gently pulled her into his embrace. She immediately relaxed in his embracce and allowed him to hold her as she cried in silence.

In that moment Vegeta felt whole as if Alina was the part of his soul he had been missing. She represented his own weaknesses and inner feelings, the Yin to his Yang. They were so different, yet so alike.

Finally Alina stopped and looked up into Vegeta's eyes and what she saw in them took her breath away. His onyx eyes were smoldering with need. She clung to his chest for dear life as his gaze held her hostage. Vegeta took the iniative and leaned in to capture her lips in a painfully gentle kiss. She responded immediately kissing him back. Vegeta deepened the kiss and Alina moaned at the sensation giving Vegeta the oppurtunity to explore her soft mouth with his tongue. She moaned again as his tongue massaged hers begging it to do the same. While their tongues injoined one another their hands began to roam as well. Alina dug her fingers into Vegeta's thick dark hair and massaged his scalp. Vegeta's hands ran lovingly up and down her sides turning her body into liquid heat.

When they came up for air their hands fell away from one another. "We are a lot alike you and I." Alina breathed.

"What are you doing to me?" Vegeta asked breathlessly.

"I've done nothing." Alina whispered in a husky voice.

"I've never felt this way before. I feel so....so" Vegeta mumbled grabbing his head and growling in frustration at his uncontrollable predicament and unnameable emotion.

Alina touched his shoulder and Vegeta practically jumped at the sensation. Alina stared deeply into his eyes and whispered in his ear. "It's fate. You and I are meant for one another. When I touch you I feel intoxicated. I want to throw all reason to the wind." She blew gently in his ear and started to nibble on the edge. He groaned at the wonderful sensation and squeezed his fists trying to keep his control. As if hit with a horrid realization Alina stopped and pulled away. "We can't..." She sighed raggedly still overwrought with lust.

Alina shakely stood and with more control than she thought she possessed she began to leave, but Vegeta stopped her hand the minute it reached the door knob. He pressed her into the door with her back flush against his chest. She could feel the heat rising off his skin. "Why not?" He breathed in her ear.

She gasped. "Our masters would never allow it."

Vegeta spun her around and put his hands on either side of her head. He leaned in next to her ear and whispered menacingly. "Damn them both! They don't rule us! I want you and I'll be damned if I let them or anything stop me!" He captured her in a bruising kiss, that made her weak in the knees. She fell into his arms as his mouth ravaged hers. He kissed down her jaw before planting several moist kisses on her neck and grazing her with his sharp canines as he went. Her breathing was ragged as he pleasured her, she had never felt such a sensation before.

"Vegeta,"

He stopped to look at her and she ran a hand over his strong cheek bone and smiled. "Make love to me."

Vegeta actually smiled and picked her up, carrying her to his room. He carried her straight to the bed and laid her down. He climbed over her and began to kiss her face. While he kissed her face his hands busied themselves untying Alina's dress and slipping it off. Meanwhile she found the clasps on his armor and undid them. His breastplate and uniform fell to the floor with her dress not far behind. Vegeta admired her in all her naked glory glad to find that she wore no underwear. She absolutely glowed like a celestial goddess. Alina also oggled Vegeta's bronzed muscles. She thought he must have been all muscle. He looked like a starved animal the way he gazed at her and her gaze travelled down his body to look at his engorged memeber saluting her, letting her know how much he wanted her.

He started by nipping down her neck as his hands massaged her breasts. She moaned in pleasure at his ministrations as she allowed her hands to skim over his toned chest and abdomen. Her feathery touch made him purr with pleasure. After he had massaged her breasts into heated peaks, susceptible to any sensation his tongue found them and he licked them lovingly as his hands smoothed her hips while his tail massaged her inner thigh. Alina was under such an assault of pleasure all she could do was moan unintelligably and writhe. Somehow in the haze of pleasure her long fingers found his broad corded shoulders massaging them to spur on his ministrations.

Alina opened her lust hazed eyes for a moment to see Vegeta give her a devilish smirk. Then without warning she felt a intrusion in her nether region. She gasped when she realized he had inserted his tail into her clit. His tail pumped in and out of her making her gasp and moan. When she felt like she could take no more and her world was spinning, he stopped. She growled in frustration and Vegeta laughed at her need. She wrapped her arms and legs around him trying to pulling him down to her, but he was too strong. His hand dipped down to caress her thigh and she arched wanting him in her before she went mad. "Vegeta, Vegeta..." She whispered huskily. Vegeta leaned in to move her hair from her sweaty face and whispered to her, "Are you ready for me, Princess?"

"Yes. Make love to me my Prince." She breathed.

Vegeta lowered himself to her entrance and caught her gaze. She stared straight back into his eyes as he thrust through her virgin barrier. She hissed in pain and he captured her painful moans in a kiss. He waited until she was comfortable and he felt her hands massage his shoulders once again. He looked up at her and she smiled and bucked him. He smiled devilishly and began to pump in and out of her. She met his thrusts as best she could. Soon they had a rythm going and Vegeta's tail held her in place as they lost themselves in the throws of passion never taking their eyes off one another as they moaned in pleasure. Neither of them had ever felt so whole or peaceful as they did while they coupled. They were perfect for each other even though they had only met a few hours previous.

Alina could feel a pressure building and her world began to spin again as she closed her eyes trying to hold off the inevitable climax, wanting the feeling to last. Vegeta also felt himself nearing the edge and he began to pump into her at a frenzied speed. They both felt a strange compulsion over come them as their pleasure ebbed. It was their races latent need to mate. As they both climaxed they did not fight the urge. Vegeta sunk his teeth into Alina's neck claiming her for all time as his mate and Alina placed her hand over his heart leaving a burn mark of her hand as she climaxed marking him as well. Finally spent Vegeta rolled off Alina and pulled her to him nuzzling her neck lovingly. "No one will ever harm you again." He whispered. Alina held onto Vegeta as she regained her breath not wanting to ever let go.

They fell asleep in each other's arms leaving the complicated discussions for the morning.