I'm jumping forward a few chapters, but I was dying to do this. xD Part of my story Dragon Ball X (WARNING: Adult Content +18)
Disclaimer: no real alieans were hostigated during the narration of this story.
Frieza was an old creature. Thousands of worlds and countless kings and emperors had bowed down to their knees to appease him. And yet, the Earthlings managed to surprise him.
Red Commander, their beloved and respected leader, wasn’t a powerful demon, like the dreadful Buu. He wasn’t either an intimidating warrior, like King Vegeta had been. It was a human female that looked more like the spoiled sex-pet of some rich landlord rather than the commander of a powerful and discipline regiment.
In other circumstances, he would have laughed his head off, but it was hard to not take her seriously when Vegeta was trembling like a deer next to her, tolerating a contraption that looked quite uncomfortable, and with his tail coiled between his legs.
“So, you are Frieza…” The woman spoke. Shock was immediately replaced by irritation. The vulgar creature not only failed to address him properly, but she was also sneering. “Can’t say I’m impressed.” Her face softened as she turned to look at Raditz, who was kneeling in front of her, holding a bottle of wine, seemly ready to refill her glass the second the last drop was sipped. “You are right. He looks like a gecko.”
Rage squeezed his heart like a vice. And yet, Raditz held his gaze, seemly unafraid of getting caught insulting his Master. The hairy monkey was…smirking at him.
“My…you sure have faith in your new…Mistress.” Frieza snorted. Their idiotic behavior was starting to get amusing. “ Different breeds, but I guess monkeys are still monkeys.” His eyes fell on the third saiyan. It was standing behind the human bitch, looking at him curiously. He looked vaguely familiar. “I am surprised to see there are more of you. I was certain there were only three left.”
The saiyan straightened and beamed at him…like a child.
“I’m Goku. And I was sent to this planet a long time ago. I’m an Earthling with saiyan blood.”
“Oh, very interesting.” His eyes traveled lazily back to Vegeta. Looking at him like that was…upsetting. Like finding a dead fly on his wine. “Vegeta-san…would you like me to help you? Or are you also content with being a …sex-pet, I assume?”
Vegeta shuddered, but didn’t answer. Frieza couldn’t hold his laughter anymore.
“Well, Red Commander-san, I am certainly impressed. I’ve never been able to convince him to keep his mouth shut. But do answer, Vegeta-san. I’m pretty sure our medical equipment can heal whatever happens to your penis if she decides to yank.”
His smile faltered when Vegeta refused to reply. So the little bastard was more afraid of that woman than of him? Well, he was going to have to remind him how terrifying he could be.
“Are we going to fight, Frieza?” The woman asked. “Or would you rather enjoy a glass of wine with me?”
“…I’m afraid your impertinence no longer allows a peaceful negotiation.” He responded tightly. “If you ask forgiveness now, however, I might consider letting you join my personal. I am…intrigued. I was certain those monkeys could not be tamed.”
The woman smiled. And it wasn’t a pretty smile. His tail waved.
“Everything can be tamed.”
“Can I fight him now?” The Earthling saiyan whispered to his mistress, his eyes fixed on him.
The woman shook her head and rose to her feet. She moved to Vegeta and proceeded to untie the blindfold covering his eyes. Frieza gritted his teeth. His eyes were glazed, but he wasn’t sure if it was pain, or something else. He was awfully flushed. Little bastard…
The human kissed Vegeta in the nose. The monkey merely blinked.
“You’ve been a very good pet, Vegeta.” Her hands snaked to his back. There was a buzzing, and his shackled arms fell to his sides. “He’s all yours. Do not kill him.”
Frieza got his second shock of the night as Vegeta’s melancholic face twisted into a feral grimace as he turned to regard him. He stepped forward, his tail and fists raised.
“You…you are going to try and fight me?” Frieza gasped. “You’ve gone mad!”
Before Frieza’s horrified gaze, Vegeta’s dark eyes ignited into a cold-blue fire and with a fierce battle-scream, he seemed to burst into golden flames. The light burning his eyes, the ice demon stepped back. When he could see again, it was to face his worst nightmare.
“No…” He managed to croak. “No…It’s….it’s impossible…!”
Vegeta drank in the sight of the shell shocked Frieza. Oh, yes. This was worth the months of torture and humiliation. Maybe he could forgive Bulma after all. If the punishment for killing Frieza wasn’t all that terrible, of course...