TO DRAY:  Andiun is a little blonde haired, green eyed boy that's seven years old.  Bulma and Vegeta haven't gone to Earth, thus have not met Goku.  You don't have to worry about lemon, because I myself am still a kid and have absolutely no business writing that kind of stuff.  Oh, and I can't promise that there won't be gore.  I plan on doing some of that, but you can just skip over it if you need to and I'll understand.  Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 9

Me no own

Somewhere far away….

"Master!  Master!"  A little creature with pale huge eyes, a long nose, and wrinkled skin came up to a dark figure.  "Master!  Frieza's jewel is no longer with him!  It's on the lose!  She's moving, and she's with a Saiyan and a little boy!"

The dark figure was a creature with black skin, red eyes, and very muscular and was wearing a long black cloak.  "The woman?"

"Y-Yes master.  S-She's on the move.  The Saiyan isn't very powerful.  You could take her easily."

"Who is the little boy?"

"A boy from her home planet.  I know nothing more."  The small creature trembled in front of his powerful and ruthless master.

A smirk appeared on his face.  "Good.  The hunt will begin.  I could have taken her away from Frieza myself, but I chose not to.  I won't make that same mistake again.  Go!  Bring her here!"

"B-B-But Sire…"

"What?!"

The little creature fell to his knees and begged for forgiveness.  "Please don't be angry me Master!  I only wanted to tell you that we're years away from the girl.  It's will be a while."

"Get her as fast as you can and bring her to me."

"Y-Y-Yes Master."

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Andiun limped to Bulma's room.  He had been training with Vegeta for a week, and Vegeta was rough on him.  It was clear that Vegeta didn't like him at all.  Vegeta frankly didn't care if Andiun wasn't a Saiyan, but he was tough on him as if he was one. 

Bulma brushed her hair and smiled at the beautiful face in the mirror.  'You never stop amazing me.'  Bulma put her brush down as she heard a knock at the door.  "Come in."

Andiun came in limping and went to her bed. 

"What happened to you?"  She went over to Andiun and brushed his hair out of his face and then wrapped her arms around him.

"Vegeta's so hard on me."

Bulma grunted.  "That jerk!  You're not a Saiyan!  You're just a little kid.  Man he has no heart!" 

"Don't be mad Bulma.  I asked for this."

"Well, you shouldn't have to be picked on so much."  She rested his head on a pillow and went in her bathroom and went a cloth with warm water and began cleaning his wounds.  "We have some medical kits, but that's it.  I may be a genius, but I'm not a nurse."

Andiun smiled as he felt the compassion that Bulma was giving him.  "Thank you."

"You're welcome.  I don't want you bleeding to death."

He closed his eyes and fell into a sleep.  He forgot about the pain he was in, once he was in Bulma's care.

Bulma saw some blood on the little boy's neck and wiped it off, but then lifted his head to make sure there was no more.  She turned his head and looked on the back of his neck and saw something that she couldn't believe.  "Oh my goodness."  She gently placed his head back down and covered her mouth in shock.  'Why didn't I see it before?  Why couldn't I realize this?  How is this even possible?' 

She didn't know exactly how she should react to this. 

"Woman!"  Barked Vegeta.  "Get out here!"

Bulma gently got off her bed and walked out of her room.

"Woman!  Will you get to cooking?"

Bulma shook the shock off of her.  "Why are you so hard on him?"

Vegeta crossed his arms and smirked.  "It's not my problem if he's a weak little pest.  He wanted me to teach him something, so I am.  The little punk is lucky that we're on a ship.  Otherwise, I would have already shot some ki blasts at him, to see if he could deflect them."

Bulma surprisingly cocked and eyebrow and smirked at Vegeta.  "Well, I know why you hate him."

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

"Then please enlighten me."

"You're upset because he has blonde hair and green eyes.  He reminds you of what you are not able to achieve.  He reminds of a Super Saiyan!"

Vegeta's eyes flashed with anger and he growled at her.  "I don't like the boy, because he is a weak, little, sniveling child that slows us down."

"Yeah right.  You don't like him because he looks like a Super Saiyan, and you're not.  I think his hair is more of a golden color, than an ordinary blonde."

"What do you know?  You're just the decedent of some whore who couldn't stop loving herself and selfish ambitions!"

"Don't turn this on me!  Don't be angry because I know why you despise Andiun!"

"I told you why I despise Andiun, and there's nothing more to it than that!"

They both quieted down when they noticed that the weak little Andiun was starring at them with tears in his eyes.  "What am I supposed to do?"
 

Bulma went over to him and got on her knees so she could be eye level.  "I'm sorry baby."

"What am I supposed to do?  Am I supposed to die my hair?  Poke my eyes out?"

Vegeta turned from him.  "Hmpf.  It'll still make you a little pest.  You cry too much!"

"He's only seven years old!"

"I don't care how old he is.  It's a weakness, and I won't have it!"

Andiun wiped his tears away.  "Fine then.  I won't cry; not anymore." 

Bulma picked up the young child and went back into her room with him.  "I'm sorry that he doesn't like you."

Andiun shrugged her shoulders.  "I'm fine.  I don't need his acceptance.  I would be nice, but I don't need it."

Bulma kissed him on his cheek.  "We only need each other, right?"

He smiled.  "Yeah.  All I need is you.  You're the nicest, most kindest person that I've ever known."  He hugged her.  "Thank you for sticking up for me."

"Thank you for putting up with Vegeta, just to protect me, but can I tell you a little secret?"

Andiun nodded.  "Sure.  You can trust me.  I wouldn't tell Vegeta for my life."

Bulma whispered into his ear.  "I'm not as helpless as you think."

He curiously looked up into her eyes.  "What do you mean?"

"You'll see one day."  She kissed him on his forehead.  "Everything will work out.  I'm gonna save our home and we'll find happiness; you and me.  We'll be home and we can play and frolic like I did when I was very, very little.  We can pick berries, the good ones anyway," she chuckled "and we can be happy."

"Then you can have a family of your own one day, and the curse won't be upon them, or you."

"That would be nice."

Andiun yawned.  "I think I want to go back to sleep."

"Sleep is good.  I think," Bulma herself yawned and closed her eyes "I think I'll sleep too, after I fix Vegeta something to eat."

"You're still gonna cook for him?"

She laughed gently.  "That doesn't mean that I'm gonna cook a good meal."

Andiun smiled.  "I'm just gonna sleep."  Andiun drifted off the sleep and Bulma kissed his head again.

"I'll tell you when the time is right."

To Be Continued….

A/N:  Tell him what when the time is right?  Who is the "Master" that wants Bulma to himself?  Tune in next time.  Please Review!