A/N- Hello everyone! This is my first attempt at a DBZ story. Hopefully you like it and it's not a flop like some of my others. I am in search of a title. SO if you have any ideas, please tell me. Anyway, enjoy.

Disclaimer- Me own something. Ha! yeah right.

Chapter One

A large ship floated aimlessly in space. A ship its size could only belong to one being, Frieza, Ruler of the Universe. Frieza was a destroyer of planets. His most recent victims were the inhabitants of planet Earth. His intentions were to only take the beautiful, blue-haired, Bulma Briefs, prisoner. But that plan was shattered when he revealed his plan a little too early to a group of warriors. All of whom were friends with the beauty. All except for two people had stood in Frieza's way, a pint-sized half-saiyin and a flame-haired monkey who was nowhere to be seen. There was even a weak female that had tried to stop him. Her dying wish was to have Bulma take care of her precious Gohan. Frieza complied only because Blue, as he liked to call her, said she would do anything.

Frieza did not take her captive just because of her beauty. His other excuse was her ingenious mind. Her father (before the planet was obliterated) was the founder of Capsule Corp. in which Bulma was the head inventor. Frieza's plan was to use her knowledge to destroy all those who opposed him. But luck was not on his side, because Bulma had a strong resilience and refused. Frieza had an idea. He would deprive her of all the things she loved, mostly mechanics and technology. He made her into a working servant. Everyday, Bulma and Gohan would mindlessly scrub the floors by hand. Everyday, Frieza hoped that she would give up and submit to his will.

Inside the ship

In a deserted hallway, a mass of marine-colored hair moved to the beat of a mindless rhythm. As she dunked the sponge into the bucket of water, Bulma thought, 'Well at least on one's here bothering me again.' As she thought those hopeful words, around the corner of the hallway she heard a crash and then laughing.

"Gohan." She said aloud. Without dropping the sponge, she ran down the hallway and looked both left and right. Her heart lurched, because down the hallway to the right stood Zarbon laughing at a beaten up Gohan who was lying on the ground in pain.

"Get up!" Zarbon spat at him. He kicked the already hurting eight-year old who screamed out in pain. Something inside of Bulma snapped and she hurled the wet sponge with all her might at Zarbon's head. It hit its target.

"What the…" Zarbon started yelling as he turned around to face the direction where the airborne sponge came from. "YOU!"

"Leave him alone!" Bulma spat at him angrily.

"And what will you do if I don't?" Zarbon eyed her playfully. Ever since the day Frieza had brought her on the ship, he had been lusting over her perfect, untouched body. Bulma's stammering brought him out of his shameful thoughts.

"I-I, um, I will, uh…" Zarbon smirked as he held up his hands in mock surrender and stepped away from Gohan. Bulma looked down at Gohan, but looked back at Zarbon when he started to speak.

"But you know…." Bulma caught a glimpse of malice in his eyes before he disappeared. She frantically looked around to see where he went. When no sign of him was found, Bulma relaxed a bit. She thought he was going to try something again.

Bulma was about to take a step towards Gohan's limp form, when a hand appeared covering her mouth, while the other snaked its way across her slim waist. The hair on the back of her neck stood on end, and her eyes widened in shock as Zarbon whispered into Bulma's ear.

"You never said anything about leaving you alone!" Willing to o anything to get him off of her, Bulma slammed her elbow into Zarbon's stomach. The effect was not what Bulma had in mind. Bulma's elbow now hurt as Zarbon laughed and pulled her closer. Frieza had not visited nor beaten Bulma lately, so her immunity that she had built up towards pain had lessened. That caused her to go limp with pain after she hit Zarbon's hard armor.

The next thing she knew, she was pinned between the wall and the devilishly grinning Zarbon. His hand was still covering her mouth. Bulma's vision was becoming blurry so she blinked away the unspillt tears. But as she blinked, Zarbon's free hand went up her shirt and started to feel her up.

'Ugh! Disgusting! Get off of me!' Bulma screamed in her mind. She was about to try anything she could, when she was saved by the beeping noise coming from Zarbon's scouter, signifying an incoming message. Reluctantly, he removed his hand from her shirt, much to Bulma's pleasure.

'Business before pleasure,' he thought frowning. He then pressed a button on the side of the scouter, letting the message play.

"Zarbon!" An oh-so familiar voice shouted. "Never keep me waiting again."

"My apologies Lord Frieza." Zarbon replied. He gave Bulma a glare as if saying, "Make one noise and you will regret the day you were born."

"We don't have time for meaningless apologies." Frieza spat back already annoyed. "You are needed at the docking bay. The pig-headed monkey has finally arrived. You need to help keep him under control."

'Pig-headed monkey?' Bulma thought. 'Could it be? No, he was killed when Earth was destroyed. Or was he? Is it really you? Are you here to help me Vegeta?'

"Yes, right away sir." Zarbon responded dutifully through clenched teeth. He hated being insulted by Frieza in front of other people. His scouter beeped again signaling the end of the conversation.

Zarbon focused upon Bulma's still disturbed face and smirked spitefully at her. "Looks like you got lucky, again." Zarbon took a step backwards and removed his hand from her mouth. "Pick up the brat and let's go." Bulma rushed past Zarbon and gently picked up Gohan. Without hesitating, she walked straight past him and towards her room.

When she opened her door, she hesitated. Zarbon took advantage of this and put his hand around her neck.

"One way or another, you will be mine." He hissed into her ear. Bulma's eyes widened as Zarbon shoved her into her room. But before he shut and locked the door, Zarbon he venomously, "That no good Monkey Prince doesn't deserve to be in the same galaxy as you. And you should be honored to be the affection of my eye." With that disturbing note he let the door slam shut and a click was heard signifying the door was locked.