Sorry I'm sooo late updating! My artistic career is taking off, and I've had to get ready for National Portfolio Day so... anywho, it went well!!! Thanks for reviewing so far, and I hope you like this chapter!

Rise Above
Chapter 4
By: Miayu

When Vejita finally reached the solitude of his room, he was literally seeing red. * How dare that...that... blue freak talk to me that way! Urghhh! * Nothing got under Vejita's skin like comments about his position under Frieza. Frieza's bitch, whore, slut, ... he had heard them all. Just because he didn't find pleasure in forcing himself on helpless females like Nappa and Radditz didn't mean he was a homosexual. He was a prince after all. He would find a suitable queen and not some piece of space trash. Until he obtained the level of Super Saiyan however, Vejita would swallow his pride and let the insults slide. But when the day came that Vejita felt such an awesome power, Vejita would finally put Zarbon and Frieza in their place.

Zarbon had deposited Bulma in his own quarters. It was much more spacious than her previous living arrangements, but she really wish she had a room all her own. * I can't take much more of this! I'm gonna go insane!!* The lack of contact with other people was wearing gravely on her nerves. Zarbon had once again chained Bulma to the floor, but the chain was much longer than the previous one. She still couldn't reach the control panel that opened the door. Bulma wanted to attempt to break through her bond, but she didn't know where Zarbon had gone or when he would be back. If he caught her in the act of trying to escape there would be a severe price to pay. Bulma suddenly heard a noise at the door.

" Hello beautiful! I've got some good news for you!" Zarbon sung out as he entered the room. Bulma cringed instinctively. ' As much as I don't like the idea of sharing you, once Master Frieza heard that I 'acquired' you, he practically insisted you join the harem! Isn't the great? No more being chained to the floor and you'll finally realize what a great catch I am. If you even live through a week it'll be a miracle though." Bulma felt as though she would throw up. A harem!? No! No! Tears began to slide down her face. "Why cry little one? It's not gonna be that bad." He spoke in a sickly sweet tone. " Get up. I'm taking you to your new chambers." Without another word he undid her chain and lifted the shell-shocked Bulma off the floor and carried her down the hall.


The mess hall was alive with the sounds that accompany a group of hungry warriors. The hall was rather spacious, lined with table where Frieza's various henchmen sauntered around, enjoying the rare time between purges.

Vejita entered the mess hall, placing his tray on an empty table at the back. The others under Lord Frieza's command knew better than to bother the temperamental Saiyan while he lunched less they incur his wrath.

A commotion sounding from the hallways pricked the prince's curiosity momentarily. It seemed that freak Zarbon was dragging that little blue-haired woman behind him, with her kicking and screaming the entire way. "Let go of me you freak! I'm no man's property! You bastard!"

Vejita's couldn't have laughed if the scene wasn't so heartbreaking. 'Like a pig to the slaughter. She must be on her way to the ship's harem.' The saiyan figured as much. Any female prisoners usually ended up there. The lifeless, broken figures that scattered the bottom floors of Frieza's ship were once feisty, vivacious women, but a lifetime's worth of torture and pain inflicted onto them by the soldiers turned them into what they are now, lifeless dolls of pleasure.

'It was a shame such a feisty woman would be subjected to the harem,' Vejita thought absently. Zarbon and the woman were nearing him when Bulma somehow managed to wriggle out of the alien's grasp and make a run for it. Zarbon couldn't believe it and set off after her with a smirk. Quickly, the human dove under the nearest table: Vejita's.

The prince was surprised to say the least. He nearly shot up from his chair, but stopped as he felt a trembling hand on his knee. Vejita heard a voice so quiet he almost thought he imagined it, "Please... Help me."

The Saiyan peered under the table to see two large, frightened eyes staring right back at him. " Vejita! I see you've met my new little pet." Vejita looked up to see Zarbon glaring down at him smugly. Vejita inwardly sighed. He didn't want to put up with this. He was eating. " Yeah... so?" Zarbon's smirk faltered. "I suggest you move out of the way so I can collect what is mine." The prince slowly raised his eyes from Bulma's to stare right in Zarbon's face and mutter one word that he was sure he would regret. "No".

Bulma practically gasped. Was this strange alien actually going to help her? She wanted to jump for joy. "Finally, I catch a break." She muttered.

"What!? Listen you monkey, you move or I'll be more than happy to move you myself!" Zarbon bellowed furiously. All Vejita wanted was to piss him off because of the degrading comments he had made earlier, but know the prince knew he was in for a beating. 'Oh well, he mentally shrugged, I'm not going down without a fight.

"Well then, I guess your just going to have to move me.. If you can." Vejita challenged Zarbon, spitting at the floor. The blue skinned alien was so busy being baited in by Vejita's taunts that he didn't even notice Bulma crawling from underneath the table and scurrying to adjacent tables. She really wanted to see what was happening between 'the freak' and her personal savior, but she would take any and all chances to escape being thrown in the harem. The other soldiers didn't even seem to notice her making an escape, as they were too busy watching the oncoming brawl.

Zarbon smacked Vejita squarely in the jaw, which was followed with a roundhouse kick right on Zarbon's shin, bringing him to his knees. The alien swooped Vejita's feet out from under him, causing the saiyan to tumble on top of Zarbon. An all out fist brawl began to ensue, with other aliens joining in the mayhem.

Zarbon's fist pummeled into Vejita, and he could feel his consciousness beginning to ebb. His blood soaked eyes rolled over to underneath his table, and, before the blackness overcame him, he couldn't help but wonder where the woman went.



Bulma deftly slid past all the aliens in the mess hall, and was now searching for some semblance of a docking bay. 'It's like searching for a needle on a hay stack!' she exasperated. As she turned the hall, she entered a corridor with rooms lining both sides. A large pink alien existed a room at the end of the hall, so Bulma immediately opened a door and ducked inside. Instantly, she wished she hadn't...



Hahahhahahhahhahahahah!!!!! I ended on a cliffhanger! Go Miayu! Go Miayu! Hope you like so far, PLEASE review! For the love of Mike!! Who Mike is, I'm not exactly sure...