Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any affiliate characters though i sometimes write about them to fill the holes in my life.
a/n: THIS IS IMPORTANT SO READ IT!! there is language, insinutation of rape, violence, blood & gore. ALSO IMPORTANT: there is insinuation of yaoi but it isn't. it is just the comfort given from one good friend to another. if i need to explain it in other notes in later chapters i can do that too.
THIS IS AN A/U SO IT ISN'T GOING TO FIT THE STORY LINE... thank you. -.-
Everything was dark, an uncomfortable pull ran around the back of his head. Vegeta slowly opened his eyes, they were assulted by a flow of liquid, he sqinted until his membranes withstood the liquid without any annoyance. Turning his head slowly he saw a faint glow of monitors and panels across the room and realized where he was.
A click and slight whir pulsed through the fluid around his body as it began to drain slowly, he closed his eyes to wait. A handful of men entered disbursing themselves to various equipment, punching keys and flipping switches. "Lord Freeza, he is responding well, the rejuvination tank is currently draining."
"I'm not blind you imbicile! I can plainly see that. Just hurry up and get him out of there." The medics winced and began to race about the room. The door whooshed open allowing a tall light blue skinned man to enter.
"Lord Freeza!" He came to attention, his thick green braid swaying.
"What is it Zharbon?! I'm busy."
Zharbon's eyes squinted as a frown came to his face. "Lord Freeza, they need you on the bridge, they think they've found something important."
"Very well. Stay here and wait for Vegeta to emerge, once he has bring him to me."
"Yes, Lord." With head bowed Zharbon watched Freeza leave. Once the doors clicked shut he spun on his heel and stalked to the glass bubble watching the small saiyajin twitch. As he leaned forward a lock of green hair fell into his eyes, he brushed it aside and breathed onto the glass. A small patch of condensation gathered, fogging out Vegeta's face for a moment. Zharbon smiled, _you little bastard. Why does Freeza obsess over you? I'd blast you out an air lock and watch you implode if you weren't his cherished pet._
"He's prepared to open, sir! Should we initiate procedure?" Zharbon straightened and looked down into the bubble in front of him. After a moments silence he nodded to the medic who ran to the control panel. Locks hissed as pressure was released, the glass bubble raised and Vegeta stood, removing his oxygen mask with one hand. A medic ran up and handed him a towel to wrap around his naked body. With a quick movement and a small tuck the towel was wrapped around his slender hips. Zharbon's eyes narrowed as Vegeta stepped from the rejuvination tank and shook the excess water from his hair.
"What's this, no welcoming committee?" Vegeta smirked while testing his stiffened muscles. Zharbon scowled and turned his back to Vegeta, keeping his inner rage playing across his face from being seen by the Ouji. "Oh forgive me Zharbon, to what do I deserve the honor of your company?" Vegeta watched as his chuckle set Zharbon into a spasm of anger. Turning back to face Vegeta, Zharbon looked down on him in disgust.
"Lord Freeza demands to see you at once."
"Well then, I guess I haven't missed my party after all." Vegeta stalked past Zharbon into the corridor leaving the doors to close in the blue man's face. He made a quick stop at a supply room to gather some clothing and changed into his normal blue fighting wear before meeting Freeza on the bridge.
***
"You wanted to see me, Lord Freeza?" Vegeta bent on one knee. _If only you knew how I despise you..._
"Vegeta! And how are you feeling-- Zharbon...how nice of you to join us." Freeza's gaze pierced the warrior. Zharbon looked to Vegeta bent on knee and remembered where he was.
Bowing, "Forgive me, Lord Freeza, I meant to take Vegeta here but he slipped past me."
Freeza frowned, "You may go Zharbon...I don't need you right now."
"But-Yes, Lord." Zharbon looked down on the saiyajin warrior who was looking up at him with a lopsided smirk. A flush of color heated his face as he stalked from the room.
Freeza watched him go and looked at the closed door before continuing his conversation with Vegeta. "Well...how do you feel?"
"A little stiff from disuse, but otherwise near perfect." Vegeta looked directly into Freeza's face. Freeza blinked in response.
"I'll give you two weeks to train and get yourself up to speed. How does that sound?" Vegeta looked at him warily.
"That's more than enough time."
"Then I'll give you a month. Now go about your business, Nappa and Radditz will be waiting for you in the spar room." Vegeta nodded and stood walking toward the door. "Oh and Vegeta..." Vegeta grimiced, _Here comes the catch_. "I expect you to be prepared to double time your work. Besides that, you need to be reprimanded for getting yourself almost killed but I'll deal with that punishment personally." Freeza laced his fingers together and grinned down on the saiyajin. Vegeta gimaced and ignored the bile that rose in his throat.
***
Walking through the tangle of corridors to the bottom of the ship took only a few minutes, but Vegeta drug his feet reflecting on his near death experience with the last destroyed planet. _I planned it so carefully, why didn't it work right._ As he strode through the halls, troops moved out of his way, some standing and watching him pass. It had been almost a month that Vegeta had been in the rejuvination chamber, he was literally torn to pieces when they found him. Freeza had not been impressed.
Finally arriving to the bottom level Vegeta made his way to his room to prepare for his spar. After the door shut behind him, he felt a presense watching him from the corner and took a tense stance prepared for anything. Zharbon stood and walked into the minute light, Vegeta relaxed noticably but still stood wary.
"Come to tuck me in?" Vegeta smirked. Zharbon's eyes narrowed.
"I am not your personal attendant, Vegeta. Don't forget that. I wanted to know something and thought maybe you'd be more willing to tell me in the comfort and confines of your own room."
Vegeta's looked up at the blue man and crossed his arms over his chest, "I'm listening."
"Your little incident a while ago almost took you out of the game. Tell me, why?"
"I don't know what you mean." Vegeta snapped.
"You know exactly what I mean!" Zharbon's face darkened, "You've never made a blunder like that, you almost killed yourself!"
Vegeta's mind raced but his face was the usual cool demeanor. "I made a slight calculation error."
"Calcu-God dammit Vegeta!" Zharbon huffed, building a ball of ki in his fist he held it to Vegeta's face as a threat.
"Be a good boy Zharbon and put that away before you get hurt." Vegeta scowled a small growl purred in his throat. A beep of Zharbon's communicator shook the two out of their stare down. The ki was reabsorbed and Zharbon answered the call. He was needed in Freeza's quarters on the double. Zharbon turned just as the doors opened and after stepping through glared at Vegeta, "This isn't over."
"Go on now and play, don't want to keep Freeza waiting alone in his bedroom." As the look of shock struck Zharbon's face the doors slowly shut leaving Vegeta to stand in his room laughing.
a/n: THIS IS IMPORTANT SO READ IT!! there is language, insinutation of rape, violence, blood & gore. ALSO IMPORTANT: there is insinuation of yaoi but it isn't. it is just the comfort given from one good friend to another. if i need to explain it in other notes in later chapters i can do that too.
THIS IS AN A/U SO IT ISN'T GOING TO FIT THE STORY LINE... thank you. -.-
Everything was dark, an uncomfortable pull ran around the back of his head. Vegeta slowly opened his eyes, they were assulted by a flow of liquid, he sqinted until his membranes withstood the liquid without any annoyance. Turning his head slowly he saw a faint glow of monitors and panels across the room and realized where he was.
A click and slight whir pulsed through the fluid around his body as it began to drain slowly, he closed his eyes to wait. A handful of men entered disbursing themselves to various equipment, punching keys and flipping switches. "Lord Freeza, he is responding well, the rejuvination tank is currently draining."
"I'm not blind you imbicile! I can plainly see that. Just hurry up and get him out of there." The medics winced and began to race about the room. The door whooshed open allowing a tall light blue skinned man to enter.
"Lord Freeza!" He came to attention, his thick green braid swaying.
"What is it Zharbon?! I'm busy."
Zharbon's eyes squinted as a frown came to his face. "Lord Freeza, they need you on the bridge, they think they've found something important."
"Very well. Stay here and wait for Vegeta to emerge, once he has bring him to me."
"Yes, Lord." With head bowed Zharbon watched Freeza leave. Once the doors clicked shut he spun on his heel and stalked to the glass bubble watching the small saiyajin twitch. As he leaned forward a lock of green hair fell into his eyes, he brushed it aside and breathed onto the glass. A small patch of condensation gathered, fogging out Vegeta's face for a moment. Zharbon smiled, _you little bastard. Why does Freeza obsess over you? I'd blast you out an air lock and watch you implode if you weren't his cherished pet._
"He's prepared to open, sir! Should we initiate procedure?" Zharbon straightened and looked down into the bubble in front of him. After a moments silence he nodded to the medic who ran to the control panel. Locks hissed as pressure was released, the glass bubble raised and Vegeta stood, removing his oxygen mask with one hand. A medic ran up and handed him a towel to wrap around his naked body. With a quick movement and a small tuck the towel was wrapped around his slender hips. Zharbon's eyes narrowed as Vegeta stepped from the rejuvination tank and shook the excess water from his hair.
"What's this, no welcoming committee?" Vegeta smirked while testing his stiffened muscles. Zharbon scowled and turned his back to Vegeta, keeping his inner rage playing across his face from being seen by the Ouji. "Oh forgive me Zharbon, to what do I deserve the honor of your company?" Vegeta watched as his chuckle set Zharbon into a spasm of anger. Turning back to face Vegeta, Zharbon looked down on him in disgust.
"Lord Freeza demands to see you at once."
"Well then, I guess I haven't missed my party after all." Vegeta stalked past Zharbon into the corridor leaving the doors to close in the blue man's face. He made a quick stop at a supply room to gather some clothing and changed into his normal blue fighting wear before meeting Freeza on the bridge.
***
"You wanted to see me, Lord Freeza?" Vegeta bent on one knee. _If only you knew how I despise you..._
"Vegeta! And how are you feeling-- Zharbon...how nice of you to join us." Freeza's gaze pierced the warrior. Zharbon looked to Vegeta bent on knee and remembered where he was.
Bowing, "Forgive me, Lord Freeza, I meant to take Vegeta here but he slipped past me."
Freeza frowned, "You may go Zharbon...I don't need you right now."
"But-Yes, Lord." Zharbon looked down on the saiyajin warrior who was looking up at him with a lopsided smirk. A flush of color heated his face as he stalked from the room.
Freeza watched him go and looked at the closed door before continuing his conversation with Vegeta. "Well...how do you feel?"
"A little stiff from disuse, but otherwise near perfect." Vegeta looked directly into Freeza's face. Freeza blinked in response.
"I'll give you two weeks to train and get yourself up to speed. How does that sound?" Vegeta looked at him warily.
"That's more than enough time."
"Then I'll give you a month. Now go about your business, Nappa and Radditz will be waiting for you in the spar room." Vegeta nodded and stood walking toward the door. "Oh and Vegeta..." Vegeta grimiced, _Here comes the catch_. "I expect you to be prepared to double time your work. Besides that, you need to be reprimanded for getting yourself almost killed but I'll deal with that punishment personally." Freeza laced his fingers together and grinned down on the saiyajin. Vegeta gimaced and ignored the bile that rose in his throat.
***
Walking through the tangle of corridors to the bottom of the ship took only a few minutes, but Vegeta drug his feet reflecting on his near death experience with the last destroyed planet. _I planned it so carefully, why didn't it work right._ As he strode through the halls, troops moved out of his way, some standing and watching him pass. It had been almost a month that Vegeta had been in the rejuvination chamber, he was literally torn to pieces when they found him. Freeza had not been impressed.
Finally arriving to the bottom level Vegeta made his way to his room to prepare for his spar. After the door shut behind him, he felt a presense watching him from the corner and took a tense stance prepared for anything. Zharbon stood and walked into the minute light, Vegeta relaxed noticably but still stood wary.
"Come to tuck me in?" Vegeta smirked. Zharbon's eyes narrowed.
"I am not your personal attendant, Vegeta. Don't forget that. I wanted to know something and thought maybe you'd be more willing to tell me in the comfort and confines of your own room."
Vegeta's looked up at the blue man and crossed his arms over his chest, "I'm listening."
"Your little incident a while ago almost took you out of the game. Tell me, why?"
"I don't know what you mean." Vegeta snapped.
"You know exactly what I mean!" Zharbon's face darkened, "You've never made a blunder like that, you almost killed yourself!"
Vegeta's mind raced but his face was the usual cool demeanor. "I made a slight calculation error."
"Calcu-God dammit Vegeta!" Zharbon huffed, building a ball of ki in his fist he held it to Vegeta's face as a threat.
"Be a good boy Zharbon and put that away before you get hurt." Vegeta scowled a small growl purred in his throat. A beep of Zharbon's communicator shook the two out of their stare down. The ki was reabsorbed and Zharbon answered the call. He was needed in Freeza's quarters on the double. Zharbon turned just as the doors opened and after stepping through glared at Vegeta, "This isn't over."
"Go on now and play, don't want to keep Freeza waiting alone in his bedroom." As the look of shock struck Zharbon's face the doors slowly shut leaving Vegeta to stand in his room laughing.