Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Rebellious Hell ❯ Chapter 17

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A/N - Okay, there's a little more G/B-ness in this chapter, but it's more of a focus on Frieza and Bulma (you all know how I love my F/B interludes!) Anyhow, please enjoy! Oh yes and if you got the lemon chapter of the last chapter from me this starting bit is going to look a little familiar!

Thanks to Ane S. Thesia for beta reading - one of these days I'm going to pay you back!

Chapter 17: 'Master The Devil'

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~*~ To the next abstinence: the next more easy; ~*~

~*~ For use almost can change the stamp of nature, ~*~

~*~ And master the devil, or throw him out ~*~

~*~ With wondrous potency. ~*~

- Hamlet from 'Hamlet'

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Goku was asleep, but for Bulma, sleep was more elusive and she laid in her husband's brother's arms for hours.

"This is the very ecstasy of love;

Whose violent property fordoes itself,

And leads the will to desperate undertakings,

As oft as any passion under heaven

That does afflict our natures." Bulma murmured a quote from Hamlet as she finally started to drift off. Her thoughts were still madly swirling through her head as she tried to make sense of all that had happened. Was this right? Was she right to love Goku even after he had killed Turles?

Would his sins be hers in death?

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Someone was banging on the door, Bulma registered, as she woke up with a start. Next to her Goku slept on, oblivious to the noise.

Bulma snuck out of the bed and hurriedly dressed. She opened the door to find Vegeta standing there with a very pissed-off Raditz, and an even more disgruntled Nappa.

"Uh…can I help you?" Bulma stepped back as the three Saiyans barged through her front door.

"Where's Kakarot?" Vegeta seemed to be in an incredibly bad mood today, Bulma thought, as she walked back into Goku's bedroom and shook him awake.

"Goku? Get up, Vegeta's here." Goku mumbled something and rolled over.

"Goku?" Bulma shook him harder and he sat up, blinking in surprise when he saw Bulma.

"What are you doing in…Oh…Oh!" Goku's tone turned all-knowing when he remembered what had taken place the night before.

"Not now!" Bulma spalled his hand away when he reached for her. "Vegeta and his two little cabbage patch buddies are here."

"Oh." Goku's 'oh' was decidedly dejected. "Do I at least get a kiss good morning?"

Bulma opened her mouth to tell him no, but he leant up and kissed her anyway. Not that Bulma minded that much. Goku was a good kisser. A very good kisser!

"Well, well. It seems that you two are getting along better." Vegeta's amused voice came from the doorway and Bulma leaped back with a startled 'eep'.

"Haven't you ever heard of knocking?" Bulma walked out of the room as Goku jumped out of bed, indifferent to his nakedness.

Vegeta blushed and hurriedly looked away. "Could you put some clothes on and stop prancing around naked?" he ground out.

"I am getting dressed. You could just leave the room." Goku pulled on a training suit and pulled his armor over his head. Vegeta mumbled something that didn't sound very friendly and left the room.

"What's wrong?" Bulma nervously glanced at Nappa and Raditz, who both stared solidly back at her.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Goku appeared in the doorway and yawned.

"Frieza has ordered us to eliminate the inhabitants of Taurine." Vegeta sounded very grim. "They were allies to Frieza, but recently backed out of the alliance. Frieza thinks that they must have some new weapon, so before he sends his precious elite army in, he wants us to go in first and see what they're going to be up against."

"So, in other words, he's sending you on a suicide mission?" Bulma crossed her arms angrily. "The nerve of that man!"

"Oh, he isn't making us go in, but if we go in we get a rather large sum of money." Vegeta shrugged. "Besides, we haven't been killed yet."

Nappa grunted in agreement with Vegeta. Raditz looked bored but nodded, and Goku stared vaguely at Vegeta.

"I don't know…I mean, what if I die and Bulma dies?" Goku glanced at Bulma and, through the bond, she realized that the real reason he wanted to stay was so they could…

Bulma gasped out loud in shock. She would never have guessed Goku could have such a dirty mind!

"I know it's dangerous," Vegeta spoke up, misinterpreting Bulma's gasp. "But I feel secure that we will all come out alive. I've studied the files on the Taurine people and, although they are strong fighters, technologically they are behind even the Earth people. Besides, we have our own secret weapon." Vegeta glanced at Goku and they exchanged a secretive look.
"And what does that mean exactly? What are you two up to?" Bulma stalked forward and glared the two main men in her life. "Goku Son! If you're plotting anything dangerous behind my back…"

"Oh, come on, Bulma! Would I do something as stupid as that?" Goku gave an unconvincing laugh. "Look, we need money, so we're going to go get some by working. This is our job. As far as I know it was also Turles' job." Goku stifled a sigh as Bulma flinched at the name of her old mate. "I'm going to come back alive, don't you worry."

"I don't trust you two." Bulma sighed and glanced at Nappa and Raditz who still stood there with stoney looks on their faces. "Do you know what their secret weapon is?"

Nappa grunted again mysteriously and Raditz gave a single shake of his head.

"Great. That's just what I need; silent Saiyans." Bulma pouted and spent the next ten minutes glaring at Goku as he moved around his room packing his gear.

"I'm going to come back, Bulma, you'll see!" Goku hugged her. "I'm not going to let you down ever again!"

"I know, just come back again." Bulma kissed his neck and realized that she was struggling to hold back her tears as Goku walked away.

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"Miss Briefs?" Bulma was working on a new invention in the science labs when a voice interrupted her.

"Yes?" She turned around but couldn't see anyone. "What do you want?"

Zarbon stepped out from the shadowed doorway and smiled indulgently at her. "Lord Frieza requests your presence."

"Oh." Bulma blinked. She had only seen Frieza once and that had been when she had first arrived. He hadn't impressed her as being quite as terrifying as Turles had made out. But he had seemed a little creepy. "He wants to see me now?"

"Yes. While your mate is away." Zarbon widened his creepy grin and held the door open for her. "We best not keep him waiting."

"I suppose not." Bulma turned the computer off and stood up. Something about this meeting with Frieza seemed wrong. That little voice inside of her head which she had always called her women's intuition was screaming at her not to follow Zarbon to a meeting with Frieza.

"Do you know why he wants to see me?" Bulma nervously glanced at the blue-skinned goon.

"No." Zarbon chuckled. "But I do have an idea or two."

Bulma swallowed hard and tried not to appear ill at ease as Zarbon entered Frieza's throne room.

Frieza was lounging on his throne with a glass of what looked like wine. He raised his eyes to Bulma and smiled warmly. Immediately Bulma knew something was up. Frieza was never nice unless he wanted something big.

"Lord Frieza?" Bulma knelt briefly as Turles had shown her to do. "You wished to see me?"

"I wished to talk to you, actually." Frieza chuckled at his joke and motioned for Bulma to walk closer. "Tell me, how are things going with your new mate?"

"Fine," Bulma mumbled tensely. "Everything's fine."

"Are you sure? You look a little…tense. Hasn't your mate been performing his…duties?" Frieza slithered off his throne and crept closer to Bulma when she made no move to walk closer to him.

"Goku and I are getting along just fine and it's none of your business what Goku and I do in our spare time." Bulma crossed her arms, her flesh crawling with revulsion as Frieza gave her what was supposed to be a reassuring smile.

"Actually, as the Emperor it is my business to know what goes on in my kingdom. I could order you to tell me every single thing that you and Goku do in private and I could have you put to death if you didn't." Frieza laughed maniacally at Bulma's panicked expression. "But of course I wouldn't do that. Putting you to death would only stir up trouble with the Saiyans."

"Big trouble," Bulma agreed, forcing herself to speak. "Vegeta would…"

"It is funny you should mention Vegeta's name. You see, he is the one I wish to speak to you about."

"What do you want to know?" Bulma stepped away from Frieza as his tail brushed against her leg.

"Oh, not much." Frieza shrugged nonchalantly. "It's just that you and Vegeta seem to get along so well. When you first arrived I half expected Vegeta to challenge Turles and try to take you."

"Vegeta isn't interested in me like that," Bulma protested.

"Oh, I know that now. He has far too much honor to disgrace the last of his people by doing that. And besides, he does seem to be taking an unnatural interest in your daughter." Frieza watched Bulma closely.

"Of course he would. She is the first female Saiyan to be born in years, it's only natural that he would wish to bond with her." Bulma backed away as Frieza moved closer.

"Hmm, it is possible that you are correct. However, I have heard another whisper about why he wants her." Frieza paused for effect, watching as Bulma's eyes widened. "I have heard that he wants to overthrow me and put himself on the throne in my place. I have heard that he is planning on doing this by using Raven's DNA and his own to create a cloned army, whose Saiyan power would rival the power of my elites."

"What?" Bulma practically screeched. "That's utter nonsense! Not only is Vegeta not smart enough to have worked out such a scientific plan, but I would put a stop to any attempt to use my daughters DNA in cloning!"

"I hope so." Frieza backed Bulma into the wall. "Because if I have any cause to believe that Vegeta may be plotting to destroy me, I will kill both you and your daughter." Frieza leaned closer and flicked his tongue out, tasting Bulma's fear. "Have I made myself clear?"

"Y…yes, Lord Frieza, perfectly clear." Bulma tried to duck under his arm and leave, but Frieza grabbed her and forced her back against the wall.

"Leaving so soon? I thought you and I could have a little fun." Frieza's eyes roamed over her. "I must admit, I am curious to see what it is about you that had two of the strongest fighters in the universe at each others throats." Frieza cupped her face with a hand and Bulma squeaked in fear.

"I must go, my Lord…I have left Raven by herself. I must get back." Bulma pulled away and this time Frieza allowed her to go.

"Remember what I said, Bulma." Frieza's voice followed her long after she had left his throne room.

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A/N - Poor Bulma. I can't help but feel sorry for her. Oh well ^_^ Please review!