Previously-
Prologue: Someone used the Dragon Balls to make a wish. Bulma is the captain of a ship and is going to visit Telarpia for some reason. You also know that she is trying to beat the Saiyans to the planet.

Chapter 1: Bulma beats out the Saiyans and acquires Telarpia under a treaty for Frieza. Vegita is none to happy about this and begins to solidify a plan that will give him power over Bulma.

Hate
By zukone
Chapter 2: For the Favor of Frieza


"Ahh. Vegita." Frieza said in the same manner he always did, cold. "I see you've slowed your purging."

Vegita stayed in his bowed position before the short lizard in front of him. "Lord Frieza, I will do better."

"You wanted a conference. Tell me what troubles you my dear prince." Frieza asked.

"That blue haired wi.."

"Uh, uh, uh." Frieza warned.

"…woman. I don't understand why she is allowed to make treaties in your name. If you ask me, she is the one that is slowing everything down. I was on my way to purge Telarpia, but she was already en route. By the time I got there, it was already under your protection."

"Really, Vegita. What makes you think I care how I acquire a planet? She did it quickly and without too much mess. While messes can be fun," Frieza smiled, "It can be unprofitable. You don't know how valuable willing inhabitants can be. I didn't think it was possible, but she is somehow able to negotiate favorably for me most times."

"Her loyalties to the throne are questionable. You ordered the destruction of her home planet, which she openly shows nostalgia for. She only does so well so that she can continue to save any inhabitants' unworthy lives. She does not do it for the glory of Frieza Cold."

"I really don't care what her motives are for doing things the way she does. I gave her a chance, and it's worked out well for the last 4 years. When she is no longer productive, then we can talk." Frieza inched closer to Vegita. "Her actions speak of her devotion. If I bring her into question then I should also bring you into question beloved Prince of all Saiyans. How does your purging speak of your allegiance? Does it slow when you slow?"

Vegita, unwaivering under Frieza's gaze, gave a quick and sure reply. "I would never defy your rule, Lord Frieza." Frieza smirked at this comment.

"Is that not pleasing to hear? Do you not believe me?" Vegita said vehemently.

Frieza reached over and slid his hand down Vegita's jaw line until he stopped at his chin. Lifting the Saiyan's face he stared into his eyes. Finally, when he let go he spoke. "I'll admit that when I first got you I was a little concerned. I could always see the defiance in your eyes. If you would have said so before, I would have said you were being untruthful." Casting off a sideways glance Frieza spit out the next comment under toned with some venom, "Who knows what kind of lies you'd heard about me regarding your own home planet."

Looking at Vegita again his face softened and he continued, "I don't know what's happened. Yes, I am pleased to hear these words of your fidelity-now that I can believe them."

Vegita relaxed only a little to hear this. He pressed forward with his business, "Then let me rid you of that blue haired demon. Believe me when I say she is not as loyal as I." Frieza looked over at the Saiyan curiously watching as the prince's eyes danced with delight. He could tell Vegita was half speaking to him and half in his own fantasy, easily imagining how he would dispose of her.

Frieza exhaled. "We've discussed this point before. I think I'll hang on to this human for a while."

"But-" Vegita began but was cut off.

"If my instincts are wrong about her, Vegita, it means that they are also wrong about you. It's over. Accept my decision." Frieza turned his back to him at the end of his definitive statement. Vegita grit his teeth.

"I am not displeased with you, Vegita." Frieza said. Vegita, even looking from his backside, could tell he was more relaxed. "Though your numbers are lower, you are still pulling in strong numbers. Perhaps there is something else I can help you with?" Frieza turned to face him directly and said more firmly, "Or was all this a show just to get what you really wanted?"

Vegita smiled. His plan had gone perfectly. "You know me well, Lord Frieza."

"Well. Come now. You've had me go through this whole song and dance. What is it?"

oOo

Bulma waited in the east wing of Frieza's space station, deliberately away from the docking port. She had seen the Saiyan ship and knew that Vegita was on board. The last thing she wanted to do was to have a run in with him.

"Frieza will see you now." Bulma was familiar with the proceedings. She followed the attendant and soon she would be before Frieza himself. How hard it used to be for her to get an audience with him in the beginning. Ever since she had found out that there was someone above the Saiyans, such as the Ginyu force, she had been curious about who the superpower above everyone was. Because she was so expendable, they never thought it would be worth it to let her know who her supreme ruler was. She bribed one of the soldiers with a nice piece of tech just for the name alone.

Frieza was the goal from then on. It would be her only way of getting rid of those barbaric monkeys who tried to pass themselves sentient beings. Her first attempts landed her with bruises. She was always talked down to, always belittled. That was when she realized that she needed to have something to offer. Slowly but surely she made herself visible with new technologies and war strategies she handed off different factions within Friezas rule. Having learned something in the historical logs, she decided that she would always make her allegiance clear. She never had to send an official message; everyone knew that her ultimate goal was to speak with him.

All of it was a ploy though. Frieza, she learned early on, was the most evil out of them all. He was the one who ordered Earth's purging. He enjoyed the plight of others. When she finally stood before him, she would take him out, since he was responsible. Fate, it seemed, had other plans. It was now ten years later, five years of meeting with him, and little had changed. Frieza was still impossibly strong and impossibly evil. The only thing she could hope to do, was to spare the lives of everyone she could.

After the long hall, the door opened up and a short sayan walked before her. They eyed each other as they crossed but said nothing. Both knew it would be the wrong place to start a tiff.

Vegita smiled after passing by. Catching only a sideways glance of that smirk, Bulma stared at his back, curiously wondering after its cause.

Bulma stepped in. "You wanted to see me Lord Frieza."

"hmmm" Frieza responded, back turned to her. "You know Vegita said something interesting."

"That stupid monkey." Bulma scoffed.

Frieza turned his head towards her, grin on his face. "And I thought I was the only one who called them that."

Bulma stepped closer. "You've known for quite a while that that's what I call them because that's what they are. Isn't that what you said the first time we met."

"A woman after my own heart."

"What did that little primate have to say anyway?"

"He said that you were not as loyal as he. He said all you cared about was saving lives."

Bulma's eyes widened. "Did you believe him?"

"The question is 'Is it true?'"

Calmly Bulma edged closer to Freiza and he turned towards her fully. Her fingers played on his arms flirtatiously and she smiled at him. "Do you want to hear how I conquered Telarpia?"

Frieza looked at her curiously.

Bulma pulled away from him a few steps and went into her pocket. She held the small marble up and allowed it to float in mid air.

"The corestroy." He said marveling at the anti gravitational metal marble.

Bulma nodded. "Modeled after your planet destroyer." The ball began to expand in her hand much like Frieza's own special attack.

"I would have taken the whole planet if the inhabitants were unwilling for relocation and underwater mine excavation. What's more, we would have had all of the Telarpian crystals intact because they would have survived the blast."

"You usually don't resort to those methods."

"I was pressed for time. The barbarians were on the way. They have no skill for such delicate matters. I even used them for negotiations as well."

"The Saiyan threat wasn't enough?"

The corestroy became smaller and Bulma caught it in her hand. She placed it in her pocket. "In the end, it was all about the corestroy." She started, "They knew I was serious. Because they wanted to see the next day, they will transport Telarpian crystals to the dock and transfer to Seefora in alternating teams to collect Degobian metal for you by the end of the month. Another mission with no casualties- but I would have." She said getting closer to him again, "All for Frieza," she wrapped her arms around him burying her head in his chest, "all for you."

"hmm." Frieza said. "I must admit you are much better at sucking up than Vegita, little one. Very well. I believe you."

Bulma smiled within his embrace and Frieza just stroked her hair.

"You know, this whole incident with you and the Saiyans trying to get to the same planet has got me thinking."

"Yes, lord Frieza"

"Perhaps we should have a checking system so there wouldn't be a redundancy."

"The Saiyans like to pester me. I don't want them to know my exact location. Allow me. I will create a program that will only mark planets that have been approved for acquisition and mark those that are already under a troupe's responsibility in a different color. On our screens, it will be only marked by these different colors and we won't know which troupe has targeted what. You, however, will have full access to who's doing what. This can also serve as a tracking system for you so you can see the process of targeting and final acquisition for everyone: some troupes are more efficient than others."

"You always think of everything don't you?"

"Of course."

"It's a good idea, but I want everyone to know what everyone's mission is. Watching the top performers like you and Vegita will give the others something to aim for. Besides, a little friendly competition never hurt anyone. Plus, I am sure that it will be in your own interest to set up the system that way."

"I do not know why you say so but I will do as you wish, lord Frieza. I'll work on it right away."

"Do a good job and I'll let you know why it is in your best interest to do so.."

"I always do."

"Nevertheless, I will inform you of something I am sure you want to know."

"You are most gracious."

oOo

Frieza walked from his receiving room down the long hall his two previous visitors had traveled. He looked at the hand he used to stroke Bulma's hair. Pets were so demanding sometimes. As far as he was concerned, they were both monkeys. Bulma was just the smarter of the two species of primate, while Vegita was the stronger.

Their biggest fault, for monkeys, was that they obviously disliked each other. He was never really concerned with Bulma, the more intelligent of the two. He always figured that she could temper herself and not try to do away with his strongest monkey. It was that monkey that came with a tail that he was worried about. That one was always crossing lines.

After reading her report, he found that the prince had strangled her several times when he first met her. He had to be stopped by the other tailed monkeys. When she had proven herself useful, he had tried to do away with her then as well. The only thing that stopped him from trying was his order for her protection. Even still, Frieza could see Vegita's murderous tendencies toward the human monkey.

His last request was proof that he needed to be watched. While he didn't care about the insignificant request in and of itself, it was a small thing; he did care that it would be an obvious attack on Bulma. He granted permission simply because it would make his pet happy. Of course the other one wouldn't be happy, but she would just have to live with it. If she were as loyal as she said, she would prove it. He would grant her knowledge based on her loyalty and give her permission to intervene to make her happy.

Now he didn't have to grant anyone anything, it's just that he read once that a happy pet made a more loyal pet. If he granted them things and made them feel special, they would be more happy with him and therefore become more loyal. He stopped before a hallway bathroom and opened the door.

Yes, pets were so demanding he thought as he put his hands under the sink and washed them thoroughly. Satisfied with the state of his hands, he looked at his shoulders through the mirror then directly. He just remembered that she had hugged him as well. A shower it would be. Touching them was probably unsanitary. He walked out of that bathroom and towards his personal washroom.

Of course it was not uncommon for there to be internal jockeying for position. Frieza understood that well. After all, he beat his brother out for supreme ruler of the universe. But with these two, it seemed unnatural. Why would one go out of his way to attack another person, yet not be concerned about his own numbers? He was thinking about the tailed breed of monkey and why he was at Telarpia. Everyone knew the other monkey was vying for the planet.

In any event, he would work their battles to his advantage as he always did. This is what they did, constantly going to new depths for him. How far they would go, all for the favor of Frieza?


Author's notes: Thank you everyone for your reviews. If you are reading and haven't done so already, a critique is always welcome, anticipated even.

Oh did anyone notice that corestroy is a combination of core and destroy. The original name for the device was going to be "the core destroyer." Seefora, also, is just like the word Sea in front. My name choices reminded me of the sequel to pitch black where there was a planet named "crematoria" and the race called "necromancers" or something like that. I thought to myself, "Oh come on. The names give it all away. There is no mystery." Crematoria like cremation. Cremation disposal of bodies by fire- it's a place hot enough to cremate you. Necromancer like Necro. Necrodeath- it's a race that worships death somehow or causes it. (turned out to be both in that case).