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Author's note- more chapters to come, just R/R please!
Flashback...
"What the hell is that!?" Frieza bellowed at the young saiya-jin.
Vegeta looked at the small, white and furry animal he had found.
"I found it wandering around," the small prince mumbled. "I named it Comet."
Frieza looked at the small little animal in disgust.
"Can I keep it?" Vegeta said, looking at the tyrant with hopeful eyes. "I love Comet."
"Love?!" Frieza chuckled. "Love is for sissies!" He grabbed the small animal and immediately killed it. "Love makes you weak."
It took all Vegeta had in his small heart not to cry. He wondered how someone could be that cruel.
Frieza's words stayed with him from that moment on...
"Did I tell you to kill ANY of them, Prince Vegeta!?" Frieza barked at the saiya-jin, whose temper was rising by each passing second.
"No," Vegeta said, scowling. He looked out the window, concentrating on the deep of space as not to lose his temper. How I would love to rip your head off, Vegeta thought, repressing a smirk at the thought.
"Then I would advise you not to do so again without being given orders!" Frieza yelled. "And by the way, I had a servant girl sent to your room, so don't be surprised to find some strange girl wandering around your quarters."
"Thank you," Vegeta replied as he exited the room, making his way to his own room through the brightly lit corridors.
He reached his room and the doors slid open. Walking into his bed room, he found the servant girl, naked and sitting on his bed, covered in his bedsheets. She stared at him with fire in her eyes and snarled.
Vegeta was surprised, as she was very beautiful.
Long, white hair, which cascaded down her back, framed her pale face. Her eyes were silver, and her pupils were that of a cat's, leading Vegeta to believe she was some type of feline species. Vegeta could see that a few of her teeth looked rather sharp and her skin was almost as white as her hair, but if you looked close enough, you could see a slight hint of pink.
He circled the bed, eyeing the creature sitting there.
"Don't look at me as if I'm some object you own!" she spat. Vegeta gritted his teeth as his temper flared.
"Shut up, girl. I'll look at you however I please. Now tell me, what's your name," he said.
"Well, it certainly isn't `girl'," she sneered. "But if you must know, it's Mila."
"Mila," he repeated, looking at her once more. "Let's get some things straight. I will not tolerate your mouth. I have no patience, and if you continue this, I will end up killing you. My name is Vegeta, but you are to address me as `Prince Vegeta'. You are my servant, and you will cook, clean, whatever, but you are not to leave this room. Understood?"
Mila just looked at him and narrowed her eyes.
"What are you staring at, woman!?" Vegeta yelled.
"Uh, can I have some clothes?" she asked.
"Oh."
Vegeta had some clothes sent to his quarters for Mila, and then went on about his usual routine (training, of course...), ignoring Mila.
Mila changed into the simple blouse and skirt she had been given, then watched Vegeta, rather fascinated.
After about an hour, Vegeta stopped training and looked at Mila.
"Why are you sitting there, watching me!?" Vegeta said angrily.
"What else am I supposed to do?" she retorted.
"Ugh! Why Frieza even sent you here is a mystery," Vegeta mumbled, taking off his armor.
"Who?" Mila spoke up.
"None of your business!" he snapped. They both stayed still, lingering in the akward silence.
"It's late, we should sleep now..." Vegeta said, breaking the silence. With that he got up and began walking to his bedroom.
"Where am I supposed to sleep?" Mila asked standing up.
"Why must you nag so much!?" he said. "I guess...in my bed. There's really no other place."
"I'm not sleeping in a bed with YOU!" Mila screamed.
Vegeta winced, as his sensitive hearing was assaulted. He whirled around and slapped the girl across the face, sending her across the floor.
She sat up and looked at him, both surprised and angry.
"You will sleep where I tell you to, and while we're on the subject, you will do what I tell you to do!"
"You could have said that with out hitting me..." Mila whispered to herself as she got to her feet.
"What did you say?" Vegeta snapped. Mila just shook her head and followed him into the bedroom.
As they laid in the dark, Vegeta watched Mila as she fidgeted. Unbeknownst to her, he could hear her crying, though she was practically silent.
She's so beautiful...Vegeta thought as he drifted off to sleep.
Author's note- more chapters to come, just R/R please!
Flashback...
"What the hell is that!?" Frieza bellowed at the young saiya-jin.
Vegeta looked at the small, white and furry animal he had found.
"I found it wandering around," the small prince mumbled. "I named it Comet."
Frieza looked at the small little animal in disgust.
"Can I keep it?" Vegeta said, looking at the tyrant with hopeful eyes. "I love Comet."
"Love?!" Frieza chuckled. "Love is for sissies!" He grabbed the small animal and immediately killed it. "Love makes you weak."
It took all Vegeta had in his small heart not to cry. He wondered how someone could be that cruel.
Frieza's words stayed with him from that moment on...
"Did I tell you to kill ANY of them, Prince Vegeta!?" Frieza barked at the saiya-jin, whose temper was rising by each passing second.
"No," Vegeta said, scowling. He looked out the window, concentrating on the deep of space as not to lose his temper. How I would love to rip your head off, Vegeta thought, repressing a smirk at the thought.
"Then I would advise you not to do so again without being given orders!" Frieza yelled. "And by the way, I had a servant girl sent to your room, so don't be surprised to find some strange girl wandering around your quarters."
"Thank you," Vegeta replied as he exited the room, making his way to his own room through the brightly lit corridors.
He reached his room and the doors slid open. Walking into his bed room, he found the servant girl, naked and sitting on his bed, covered in his bedsheets. She stared at him with fire in her eyes and snarled.
Vegeta was surprised, as she was very beautiful.
Long, white hair, which cascaded down her back, framed her pale face. Her eyes were silver, and her pupils were that of a cat's, leading Vegeta to believe she was some type of feline species. Vegeta could see that a few of her teeth looked rather sharp and her skin was almost as white as her hair, but if you looked close enough, you could see a slight hint of pink.
He circled the bed, eyeing the creature sitting there.
"Don't look at me as if I'm some object you own!" she spat. Vegeta gritted his teeth as his temper flared.
"Shut up, girl. I'll look at you however I please. Now tell me, what's your name," he said.
"Well, it certainly isn't `girl'," she sneered. "But if you must know, it's Mila."
"Mila," he repeated, looking at her once more. "Let's get some things straight. I will not tolerate your mouth. I have no patience, and if you continue this, I will end up killing you. My name is Vegeta, but you are to address me as `Prince Vegeta'. You are my servant, and you will cook, clean, whatever, but you are not to leave this room. Understood?"
Mila just looked at him and narrowed her eyes.
"What are you staring at, woman!?" Vegeta yelled.
"Uh, can I have some clothes?" she asked.
"Oh."
Vegeta had some clothes sent to his quarters for Mila, and then went on about his usual routine (training, of course...), ignoring Mila.
Mila changed into the simple blouse and skirt she had been given, then watched Vegeta, rather fascinated.
After about an hour, Vegeta stopped training and looked at Mila.
"Why are you sitting there, watching me!?" Vegeta said angrily.
"What else am I supposed to do?" she retorted.
"Ugh! Why Frieza even sent you here is a mystery," Vegeta mumbled, taking off his armor.
"Who?" Mila spoke up.
"None of your business!" he snapped. They both stayed still, lingering in the akward silence.
"It's late, we should sleep now..." Vegeta said, breaking the silence. With that he got up and began walking to his bedroom.
"Where am I supposed to sleep?" Mila asked standing up.
"Why must you nag so much!?" he said. "I guess...in my bed. There's really no other place."
"I'm not sleeping in a bed with YOU!" Mila screamed.
Vegeta winced, as his sensitive hearing was assaulted. He whirled around and slapped the girl across the face, sending her across the floor.
She sat up and looked at him, both surprised and angry.
"You will sleep where I tell you to, and while we're on the subject, you will do what I tell you to do!"
"You could have said that with out hitting me..." Mila whispered to herself as she got to her feet.
"What did you say?" Vegeta snapped. Mila just shook her head and followed him into the bedroom.
As they laid in the dark, Vegeta watched Mila as she fidgeted. Unbeknownst to her, he could hear her crying, though she was practically silent.
She's so beautiful...Vegeta thought as he drifted off to sleep.