Konnichiwa minna-san! It's been a long time ne? Between FF.net being gay, and my accursed writers block, It's really been far to long. Of course its mostly been FF.net ive had this done for quite a loonnnng time. A month at the least o_0

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Chapter13

Between Two Evils

Deep in space, a ship flew forward with great speed toward the planet of ice. Yamcha, better known as the Black Wolfe, sat in the control room, a cold smile upon his face. Soon Vegeta would be returned to Frieza, and he and Bulma would collect the reward. Then, things could be as they were before. They could be happy once again. His smile softened, as he thought of the Blue Angel. He had gone through much to simply find her again. It was only by chance, that he had found her once again upon the earth. Yes, they could go back to the way things were before, just he and his beautiful angel of death. Or so he thought, as an incoming call interrupted his silent reverie.

Bulma stood in a quiet corner of the med bay, her arms crossed lightly across her chest. She would glance up every so often at the saiyan in one of the isolation chambers, which were used for healing. He floated completely nude in the bluish fluid, and she was quite tempted to get a much closer look. She chuckled lightly to herself, "Why the hell not." She quietly sauntered over to the tank and gazed in, an appreciative smile graced her lovely features. Could she really even hope to be able to give up such a creature to a bitch like Frieza? Suddenly Vegeta's eyes snapped open, and Bulma stepped back in shock. That was why the hell not. She regained her composure and stepped back up to the tank, hitting the release button, and the fluid slowly began to drain from the tank. Vegeta pulled off the oxygen mask and stood, unmindful of his nudity. It was all the bounty huntress could do to keep from blushing.

"Like what you see?" the prince leered, brushing past her in search of some clothing.

Bulma crossed her arms, "Certainly not." 

Vegeta finished pulling on the trousers he had found. "What's the point in lying woman?" he said mockingly, crossing the room to stand before her.

"What makes you think, that I am lying?" she snarled staring him straight in the eye. "You" she said, poking his bare chest, "are the most conceitedly arrogant creature I have ever had the misfortune of laying my eyes upon."

"But," he said roughly, "That does not take away from the fact that you find me attractive. Now, does it woman?"

Bulma shook her head. "It doesn't matter Vegeta, because you are my prisoner. This is a business deal. And I make it a point to never mix business and pleasure."

"Humph, is that so?" he sneered. "But why deny," he husked stalking closer to her and until she was backed against the isolation chamber, "What your body, so obviously desires?" He pressed his body to hers. "Besides, I'm much stronger then you. It is you, who should be my prisoner. Have you forgotten little Tenshi?" he sneered. "Have you forgotten, that it is you who are worth so much more?" He grabbed the collar of her shirt, and pulled her to him. "You, Bulma, are the key to the entire universe."

She glared up at him venomously, "What the hell are you talking about Vegeta? I have told you, I am not worth anything. I'm just a bounty hunter. Nothing more."

He grimaced down at her, "Are you really so blind, that you don't see your own power? Did you even know that Dekim is after you. He knows what you are, even if Frieza has yet to figure it out. The mafia has a bounty on your head that is nearly twice that of my own."

Bulma's eyes widened in panic, "No…."

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A lone figure made its way into the dark office belonging to his leader. Upon entering, his eyes widened to find that his sibling had beaten him there. She smirked at him cockily, at having won that little game. "Doctor," he began, ignoring his sister's victorious smile, "That worm, Zarbon, demands to speak with you."

The man spun around in his chair and faced the two twins. "And just what does he wish to discuss?"

"He wouldn't tell us," the girl began.

"It's supposedly confidential," her brother said, smoothly finishing her sentence.

"Fine then patch him through on the COM unit," the doctor sighed. Dealing with Frieza and his cronies was always a tiring business.

"Yes doctor", the twins chimed simultaneously.

"Why Zarbon, to what do I owe this honor", the doctor greeted the green alien coyly.

"Cut the pleasantries, Gero" Zarbon sneered, having no great liking for the crafty old man. "Lord Frieza needs some information from you."

"And what knowledge could I possibly possess, that would catch the interest of the great Frieza," Gero sneered with contempt.

"Today, Laos spoke of a great Key, and she is known only as the Angel of Death. Frieza figured that you might be able to dig up some info on this girl."

Gero's eyes widened slightly, and the expression did not go unnoticed by Zarbon. "An angel of death" he chuckled, "That's not much to work on."

"Cut the crap, old man," Zarbon snapped, "What do you know about her?"

Gero sighed lightly, "I know very little of her. Only that she is some sort of bounty hunter. If we even speak of the same woman."

"Feh, that is little help," Zarbon grimaced, "Have you ever seen the woman?"

"I'm afraid not. She was the girlfriend of one of my men, whom as long since been…taken care of."

 Zarbon regarded the doctor suspiciously. "Is that all you know, doctor?"

Gero narrowed his eyes at the green alien, "Yes that is all. I can have the twins look into it, if you'd really like."

"Do that then. Or Frieza may decide that you are no longer useful to him," Zarbon sneered, before cutting the connection.

"He really is a fool, isn't he brother."

"I know 18. But what is so terribly funny, is that he thinks that his 'great master Frieza,' could actually defeat me!"

"Why don't we just kill him doctor?" 18 mused, taking a seat on the desk.

"Now is not the time for that Number 18," Gero said sternly. "Why don't you two go and see if 21 has located our target as of yet."

"Ugh," 18 groaned, turning to her twin. "Why don't you do it 17? Number 21 is such a dweeb."

"I've had enough of your whining!" Gero shouted, slamming his hands down on the desk for emphasis. "Now, I don't care who does it, just make sure you find out where that idiot is!"

"Yes doctor," the twins chimed before taking their leave.

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Zarbon slowly made his way through the chilled halls of Frieza's palace. Master Frieza had not been entirely satisfied with the limited information provided by Gero. However, the promise that the doctor would look into it had calmed him for the moment at least. Zarbon paused outside a large set of ornately decorated doors. He paused before them, wondering if he should enter. He pushed his inhibitions aside, and pushed open the giant doors. Closing them carefully behind him, he made his way towards a large bed that set within the center of the chamber. Within the chamber hung many gauzy curtains, giving the room a mystical look. He carefully pushed the many thin drapes aside until he was beside the bed. He gazed down at the unconscious form before him. "Laos" he whispered, gently brushing a strand of ice-blue hair from her face. The sorceress's eyes gently fluttered open and her pale blue orbs gazed up into his golden ones.

"Zarbon, what is it you want?" she asked in her soft lilting voice.  "I cannot have been summoned again. Not so soon. So what is it that you want?"

"Laos, tell me" he whispered. "I think you know more about this 'key' then you have implied to Lord Frieza."

Laos smiled gently "Yes you are right. But then, you always seem to be able to read me." She sat up and placed her hands on either side of Zarbon's face. "However, Frieza mustn't know everything. No, not yet."

"Tell me then Laos," he said. "What is it that you saw?"

She stared up at him, but she seemed not to see him. Her eyes glazed over, as they always seemed to do when she was retelling a vision. "The key, like any tangible key will not fit just any lock. Frieza might not be able to become that lock. The key…her powers have yet to awaken. She may not even be aware that she has such a power. But if she is not brought to our side soon, her power will awaken, and she will ally herself with Vegeta." Laos sighed softly in resignation, "But, perhaps, that is better."

Zarbon regarded her quizzically. "How could that be better?"

She looked up at him seriously, "Tell me Zarbon, of two great evils, which is to be chosen?"

"The lesser I would assume," he answered, still slightly puzzled by the seer's words.

"She smiled up at him. "Precisely."

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Well how was that minna? ^_^ there wasn't too much BV action in this. But a lot of plot thickening ^_^ There was some foreshadowing in there too so lets see how sharp you all are. And all of you, go to Mediaminer.org and check out my fan art. ^_^ You can see what Baruh and Laos look like, and Bulma's gold outfit and just a whole bunch of stuff. It's very good I assure you. Now, *ahem* REVIEW OR BARUH-CHAN WILL BE FORCED TO HUNT YOU DOWN AND WHOMP YOU WITH THE INDESTRUCTIBLE MALLET OF DOOM!

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