Surviving Together

Chapter 3 - The Lines Have Been Drawn

"How have you lived here so long?" Bulma asked wondering how her newfound friend had survived on a ship full of men who beat the shift out of each other, and fucked women in the hallways, completely uninterested with the passing crowd. "Doesn't anyone have a room?" she asked after passing a man who had a female pleasuring him in the middle of the hall.

Zarra briefly chuckled as she directed Bulma to keep walking. "You'll get used to if after awhile. I won't lie to you, ninety-nine percent of the men on this ship are animals, but you are rather fortunate. You have been given to the stronger of those beasts, which means few men outside of my brother and Freeza himself would dare cross you for fear of what the Saiya-jins would do to them."

"Oh, I feel much better now," Bulma chided sarcastically as the two enter a small room. "This one is mine," Zarra smiled proudly.

"Wow," Bulma's eyes widened, "it's almost four times bigger than the rooms those tailed guys have."

"Saiya-jins, dear," Zarra shook her head. "You might want to try and address them properly to save yourself a beating."

Bulma frowned deeply. "It's a little difficult to address them 'properly' when I don't know any of their names."

Zarra laughed at how those fools could avoid the simplest issues. "That sounds like them… Fuck now… ask later." Bulma glared angrily, not seeing the humor in the situation. "Look," Zarra started, realizing her mistake, "how about I give you some pointers."

Bulma nodded, welcoming anything that could save her some pain.

"Ok," Zarra began as she thought of whom to start with. "The big ugly bald one is Nappa. He is as dumb as a tack, and thinks with his fists. With that one, all you have to do is talk about how big his muscles are and he will love you forever."

Bulma nodded understandingly before Zarra continued. "The long spiky haired one is Radditz. He is nothing but a horny bastard. If the world was his he'd have twenty woman in bed at once, however to find even one woman that would actually want him would be like trying to find an intelligent though in Nappa's head. The best way to steer clear of him is by doing exactly that. He's rough and selfish in bed. The best you can hope with him is to be unconscious."

Bulma gulped, she thought this was going to make her feel better, not worse. "How do you know all that stuff about him?"

"We used to fuck," Zarra shrugged casually.

The blued haired beauty's eyes widened, "you slept with him! But… But… But what about all that stuff you just said?"

Zarra shrugged, "I happen to like it rough myself, however when he refused to perform certain preferences of mine, I refused him then after. Take it from me, a man who takes and does not return is no better than a rapist." Zarra insisted rather angrily.

"Ok," Bulma gulped, not wanting to discuss the subject any further. "What about the other one?" she asked most curious about the man she had the most interaction with.

Zarra thought a moment, "Ah, yes, the young prince. There is not much to say about him."

"Prince?" Bulma repeated rather startled, "he is a prince?"

"Well, former prince," Zarra corrected, "Vegeta was the heir to the throne of Vegeta-sei before Freeza purged his planet."

Bulma's eyes widened with disbelief, "Freeza destroyed his planet as well? Then, he is a slave too?"

"More or less. You see, ten years ago Freeza took Vegeta away from his father. The King fought to get his son back, but was only killed for his efforts. The entire planet was then destroyed leaving these three to be the only that remain of their species. It's really a pity. Vegeta was a mere boy of eight at the time."

"How awful," Bulma sighed. "It sounds like my life."

"No," Zarra shook her head. "Vegeta is not some innocent party here. He likes violence and domination just as much as Freeza. He is dangerous and immoral. I would be careful when crossing him. He won't show mercy or sympathy for your situation."

"I wouldn't expect anyone to," Bulma said sadly, realizing exactly how alone she was again.

Zarra noticed the depressed look and shook her head, "this absolutely won't do."

"What?" Bulma looked back up not sure what she was referring to.

"Your attire. You ca not join me for dinner wearing those." Zarra referred to the sweat suit she was sporting. "Come here," she guided the girl into her queen-sized closet. "You can pick some things out."

Bulma shook her head as she felt tears fall from her eyes. "Why help me?" she asked feeling as though she was no longer worth it.

Zarra returned her frown, as she lifted the young woman's chin to face her. "I've stood by all my life and watched the disgusting atrocities that have taken place on board this ship. I think giving you some cloths from my over crowded closet is the least I can do. I mean after all," she grinned, "I doubt one of Radditz bras are going to fit you."

Bulma found herself releasing her first genuine laugh since she arrived on the ship. "Thank you," she nodded before rummaging through what she could find to fit.

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"Hello boys," Freeza smirked as he strutted into the Saiya-jins' training facility.

Vegeta, Nappa, and Radditz then all begrudgingly took a knee as their much-detested leader interrupted them.

"What can we do for you, Lord Freeza?" Vegeta asked trying to extract all of the venom from of his voice.

"I have a assignment for you boys," Freeza smirked as he crossed his arms casually and explained the detail of their mission. "I hope it won't be to difficult for you monkeys."

"Of course not, Lord Freeza." Vegeta hated using the title.

"Good," he smirked as he turned to leave. He stopped a moment however and turned back to them with a curious expression on his face. "Oh, by the way, how was my gift? I assume you apes had fun last night?"

Radditz and Nappa had a flash of fear run over their face, but Vegeta was quick to react. "Yes sir, we thank you."

Freeza simply responded with one of his devilish smirks before he then turned again and left the three men with a chill down their spines.

"Prince Vegeta, this is most definitely not a good idea!" Radditz started rather shaken. "We need to kill the little bitch, or use her properly before she gets us beaten or worse!"

"I agree," Nappa crossed his arms seriously. "I know your pride sir, but these are our lives we're talking about! Our survival should take priority."

Vegeta just grunted as he turned his back to both of them. "You fools, how the hell would Freeza ever find out the truth? I don't intend to tell him," he slowly turned to glared at his associates. "Will either of you?"

"Of course not, sir." Radditz shook his head. "But what if she does."

"I will make sure she keeps her mouth shut. You two idiots just do the same!" Vegeta spat in offense.

"But, sir." Radditz continued to argue but froze as Vegeta shot him a deadly glare.

"We're done," Vegeta said simply as he turned to go track down the focus of this dispute. He needed to make certain she was going to maintain her silence. Both of their lives depended on it.

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After Bulma had changed and picked out some items from Zarra's impressive collection, the two decided to break for dinner. It was a major dinner hour when Zarra and Bulma arrived. The two received stares from practically every man in the room. Zarra was already a renowned beauty, and with Bulma in her new wardrobe the pair where eye stopping.

Zarra noticed Bulma shiver at all of the looks, but she told her to relax. "You are an attractive female, child," Zarra chuckled, "take pride in the power you have over men while you still have it."

"I don't see it as power," Bulma frowned as the men in the dinner line parted to allow the women through. "I see it as a danger to my health," Bulma finished as she and Zarra each filled a plate of food and took a table off in the corner.

The two women had quiet a few men try to join them, but Zarra gave them one dirty look and they all scampered off. Bulma chuckled after a seventh interloper was deterred, "I bet you never get tired of doing that."

"And why should she. All should grovel to kin of mine."

Bulma looked up as he eyes landed on the figure that had so rudely answered her question to Zarra. "What do you want?" Zarra asked very defensively as her eyes fell upon the image of her brother.

Zarbon just smirked as he watched Bulma twitch in discomfort. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your new friend?"

"I believe we already met when you were groping me yesterday," Bulma hissed out, finally finding her voice.

Zarbon smirked as he gently brushed her hair. "You don't have to thank me girl. I'm sure you enjoyed it."

"Like she'd enjoy a ki blast through her chest," Vegeta grunted as he grabbed Zarbon's hand and pulled it away from Bulma. Bulma saw the anger in Vegeta's eyes and was not sure if she should feel protected or scared out of her mind.

"Vegeta," Zarbon smirked as he ripped his arm away. "Whatever are you doing here?"

"Dinner," Vegeta said snidely. "I assume after living on this ship for the millions of years old that you are, you would have figured out they serve food here."

There was a collective laugh from all of those surrounding, but a grunt from Zarbon silenced them all. "You go too far monkey," Zarbon began as he started forming a ki blast.

"That's enough," Zarra stood and grabbed her brother's arm. "We were trying to have a peaceful dinner before you two idiots decided to come and raise the testosterone level of the room."

Both men bared their teeth, but each backed down. Vegeta knew he had this battle won before it started as he looked down at the blue haired girl next to him. He slowly slithered his tail down to Bulma's waist, and then tightly wrapped it around her, he jerking her out of her seat to pull her territorially into his chest. Vegeta smirked as he saw the jealousy in Zarbon's eyes. "If you'll excuse us," Vegeta bragged as he slid his hand up the front of Bulma's shirt exposing enough of her stomach to give the green demon a taste of what he was missing, "I think my new toy has wasted enough time with you and your pathetic sister." Vegeta said simply as he then unwrapped his tail and removed his hand. "Always a pleasure," Vegeta smirked as he grabbed a hold of Bulma's hand and pulled her out of the dinning area and headed back to his chambers.

Zarbon moved to follow them, but Zarra grabbed his arm. "Let them go," she hissed as she pointed for him to sit down. She then followed suit wondering if the girl she had just met would live to see the next day.

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When Bulma and Vegeta arrived back in his room he roughly threw her on to his bed and started pacing back and forth in a fury. "What the hell were you doing with Zarra and Zarbon!"

Bulma barely stood back up as she glared at him. "Zarra was kind enough to show me around and give me some cloths! And Zarbon interrupted our dinner unwittingly!"

Vegeta crossed his arms and her turned back to her. He froze a minute as he finally paid attention to what she was wearing. She was in black head to toe with a midriff shirt that accented her clearly ample breasts. This was complimented with a pair of slightly baggy pants that showed the perfect curves of her hips, but leaving her legs to the imagination. The entire outfit just screamed to be ripped off, but Vegeta resisted the urge as he went back to the main subject. "What did you tell her?" He asked angered.

"The truth," she said simply as she was a little bothered by the pause he took in getting out the question. "That this animal Freeza has given me to a couple of beasts that apparently have a reputation for be rough with woman!" she challenged furiously.

Vegeta was a little surprised by this outburst. "You don't trust me?" he asked rather offended.

"Why should I!? You tell me in one breath rape is dishonorable, and in the next that beating isn't. You tell me your brutes of friends will never touch me but the glances I got from them say the opposite, and then you order me to find my way around the ship and when I do you make a scene in the dinning hall where you stand there groping me like some piece of meat!"

Vegeta felt slightly guilty about her last argument, but he had to defend his territory. Zarbon needed to know that he cannot touch his property. "Look child, I am a man of honor and if I say you will remain untouched, you will. But you are still a slave and should I find the need to beat you or grope you in public that is my choice and you will learn to deal with it or be killed!"

Bulma froze at his words. "You fucking hypocrite!" she screamed. "How the hell can you call yourself a man of honor when you kill and beat and purge! You think protecting my virginity entitles you to my respect!??! Why the hell should I trust you for a single second!??!"

"Enough!" he hissed as he suddenly grabbed her rather roughly and pulled her into his chest. "I do not give a fuck whether or not you trust me! You are nothing but an inconvenience for me, and as soon as that inconvenience can be removed it will! So consider yourself lucky girl. I could have taken you repeatedly last night while you were unconscious, or given you to one of those horny bastards across the hall. You think denying me your respect offends me? You are nothing but a slave who will be disposed of when I chose. So if I were you," he moved closer, "I'd keep my annoying little mouth shut if I wanted to survive!" Vegeta then threw Bulma to the floor before storming out of the room, leaving his 'slave' in tears wishing for the end to be soon.

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Author's Note: Well the rules have been set, but will everyone be following them? In the next chapter some time has passed and you get a taste of what life is like for Bulma 'working' for the Saiya-jins, and we'll also get a little taste of how Vegeta's priorities have begun to change. Next chapter soon…