Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Together We Are Slaves ❯ Chapter 6

Vegeta and Bulma walked silently down the darkened hall. They did this every night. Vegeta had gotten used to being on Frieza's planet, seeing as he hadn't seen the lizard in three months. Yes, seems that the tyrant had more pressing matters. The pair walked, not a word passing between the two as they headed toward their little apartment.

“Zarbon tells me that you have done good with the green men. Seems that their fighting has improved,” Bulma said as they turned down another corner. Vegeta grunted. “Frieza may look at you in a different light and give you a fleet to command.” Another grunt. “Vegeta, you need to do something besides make happy noises,” she muttered sarcastically. Vegeta looked at her in shock.

“Happy noises?” he growled. “That was not a fucking happy noise!” Bulma smiled and Vegeta grew quiet. He had let the witch get to him and now he regretted it. It was a game between the two. Who would crack first? Again it was quiet, but that did not last long as the silence was broken by the sound of footsteps headed toward them. Both got in an offensive stance as they prepared for whatever it was.

 

Kakarot stood before the King, his gaze questioning as the older man looked down at him.

“Our spy has informed me that Vegeta is fine. Frieza has not had any physical or other contact with my heir. He has been training the Namekians and hanging out with a blue haired girl. Seems that they live together. She is the head of the servants.” Kakarot looked shocked for a moment.

`Could it be?' he thought to himself. “Blue hair, sire?” The king nodded. With that answer he was dismissed. The young male headed off into the halls, his mind on this blue haired girl. He had to find out what she looked like.

 

Bulma lunged at the shadow as it came around the corner and was able to knock whoever it was to the metallic ground.

“Oomph,” a male voice said. Vegeta grabbed the man by the collar and pulled him into a light.

“What the fuck?” Vegeta and Bulma asked at once.

 

A dark haired man ran into the Sayian docking bay, his charcoal eyes looking for anyone that might stop him before running for a pod. With one more quick glance around he whistled and another dark haired male came from the shadows. Both hopped into a pod each and after hitting some buttons the pods blasted off.

 

Really short, but I want to give some suspense to this next chapter.