Chapter

Cellina could not believe her luck. First she was flung into another dimension, and then she was told she was left alone on a huge ship, then she cuddled the very being that killed her race and had now been kissed on the hand by the future Tyrant of the Universe/Galaxy. What a day. And it wasn't over yet.

She was still shocked at his identity and so had not moved an inch. Cooler watched her curiously.

Have I said something to offend her? Maybe I took her off guard; she seems touchy about her guard. I should continue.

Cooler, still kneeling and holding her hand, kissed her wrist to get a response. After receiving none, he kissed the start of her forearm. Once again no response, so he slowly trailed kisses up her arm until he reached her shoulder. Cellina jerked back to reality and tried to pull away.

"I am not supposed to stop until you curtsy. Are you really that bold that you will allow me to continue?" Cellina curtsied so quickly that she fell to the ground, taking Cooler with her. She landed on her back and accidentally pulled Cooler ontop of her. When she opened her eyes from the fall, she turned bright red at the sight/feel of Cooler, ontop of her and in-between her legs. "I guess that is a yes then."

She struggled and easily broke free by using her elbows to drag herself backwards. Cooler got to his feet. He looked unaffected by the sudden close proximity they had shared and simply brushed himself off. His gaze met her on the floor and he approached her. He stood over her in a towering manner and showed her his hand, indicating to take it. Cellina however was still in panic mode.

This guy and his family killed thousands of people. They killed my race. All of them on our planet. What should I do? What do I do now?

Seeing the look of fear on her face he withdrew his hand. Making a decision, he crawled on his knees and sat next to her. She was so tense that the atmosphere rank with fear. And her body looked as stiff as a wall. She didn't dare move. Cooler became worried and put his arm on her shoulder. He took it back as she sprung to her feet and took a fighting stance.

"p, p, p, pl, please." She shivered violently. She was so afraid it was difficult for her to speak. "L, l, leave." She stumbled backwards and tripped over the end of the huge bed. She went flying backwards and her legs went in the air before landing on the bed. She crawled frantically to get away. She got as far as her bed pillows before her thoughts were interrupted by, laughter? She opened her eyes that she had unconsciously closed, to see him rolling on the floor in hysterics. Normally she would have lost her temper, but she was too afraid to care. She watched, shivering in fear as he got to his feet. His grin subsided as he saw her genuine frightened expression. He looked onward, distressed by her fear. She was really frightened of him, but what had he done? Cooler only knew that he had to find out and make it right.

"What is wrong? Did I say something wrong?" He took a step forward and froze as he saw Cellina crawl backwards frantically against the wall. She held her knees and tears soon left her eyes. In times like this, her father would be here. Vegeta would fight of her fears and protect her. But he wasn't here now. She needed him to protect her and he wasn't here. She was alone. No one would come crashing through the door to save her. None of the Z gang. None of her family and not Vegeta. She was alone.

I am alone...

"...I am alone..." Cellina had not intended to say, nor realised that she had said that out loud. However, Cooler had heard her.

Alone? What does she mean? I am here, she isn't alone. Or is she? She arrived here, on her own, away from her planet and family for probably the first time in her life. And the first person she met was some arrogant prick who didn't see her anger as a shield for her fear. How could I forget that Saiyans do that? Half the dorm room are Saiyan, I should have remembered. I guess because she is female that I didn't make the connection. She is alone and females do not mix with the males in her race. She is alone and I have just taken advantage of her. And I didn't the worst thing you could do to a Saiyan; laugh at them when they are weak. Damn!

He made his decision. He would make it up to her the only way he knew how. The only way for a Saiyan to forgive you is for you to appear weak to them, if you were the one in the wrong that is.

He walked up to her slowly. He ensured that the door was closed and locked. He then got on his hands and knees and crawled the rest of the way to her. She didn't notice though, she was still crying into her knees. When he was at her side she opened her eyes in horror. She was frozen to the spot. And yet, she began to feel, high and mighty?

Cooler was on his hands & knees and had a look of concern on his face. The simple fact that he was lower than her made her feel strangely cocky. Well it would have if she wasn't afraid stiff. But it helped. Her shaking reduced slightly and her wailing cries died down to quiet sobs. But the tears were still streaming down her face as strongly as ever. Cooler took the improvements in her state as motivation to continue. He then kneeled closer to her so his face was under hers, barely inches apart. He then reached up and very slightly kissed her forehead. She froze and he continued to caress her face. He moved from her forehead to her cheek to her jaw line. He trailed kisses back again and then brushed her nose. He brought one of his hands to her face and cupped her cheek. With his other hand he leaned up even more. His lips met with her forehead and trailed kisses down her nose and round the other side of her face. She had desisted shaking and sobbing. Her tears were no longer flowing, but still laid presence on her face. He opened his mouth and licked her tears of her face, she giggled slightly as he wallowed in her taste. Oh it was intoxicating. She was sweet and rich in cyoxine. Her Cyoxine was a Saiyan female hormone that was released like Testosterone was in men. And it was gorgeous. He had only intended to reassure her, but her scent and taste were driving him wild with desire. His lips were only brushing against her skin at first. But under the influence of his hormones, his lips began to press against her harder and harder. She went from scared, to relaxed to confused. She had been told by her father that Saiyan women were often reassured by men by them brushing lips with them, so she had allowed Cooler to kiss her at first. But now he was full on kissing her face, not gently like before, but hungrily. Before Cooler knew what he was doing, both hands clasped her cheeks and his mouth smashed with hers. He sealed her mouth with his and refused to let her go. He rose to his feet, still connected to her, and leaned over her. He moved one hand behind her head to pull her into him and the other on her cheek. She tasted so good, so full of life that he wanted more. He needed more. His lips opened against hers slightly pulled away. When he leaned in again, he dragged his tongue over her lips and forced it inside her mouth when she groaned beneath him.

Man he tastes so good...

The taste of Cooler in her mouth made her do something she had never done before. She leaned up and into him placing her arms around his neck, receiving him and pulling them into a passionate kiss that neither of them would ever forget. His tongue moved around her mouth so gently as if he wanted to be careful with her. She was so delicate in his arms, he didn't want to hurt her, and she was so small. She slowly moved her tongue in an attempt to move into his mouth but lost her nerve. But she did move her lips with his and they moved from side to side, up and down. Not to mention in and out. Cooler leaned forward and was now kneeling over her, on the bed. She laid flat and gladly allowed him to over power her with his mouth. He lowered himself so he was laid ontop of her. He shifted his weight so he didn't crush her. She had built up the confidence and moved, slowly, into his mouth. When her tongue entered his moth she received a loud moan. This gave her more confidence and mimicked his movements in his mouth. Their kiss deepened even more when Cooler opened her legs and laid between them. He raised her knees and she arched her back to release her trapped tail. However, in doing so Cooler groaned as their pelvises ground together. He left her mouth and began to nibble her neck. She groaned as she felt his canines dragged heavily across her neck. He licked a circle on her neck and placed his teeth round it. He began to apply slight pressure when a ringing sound interrupted them. They both shot up and looked towards the door. Cooler, opened eyed, looked back at Cellina in shock.

He had almost marked her. He had lost control and almost marked her as his. He nervously smiled at her and was blushing. His eyes met hers to see her looking the same, smiling but blushing.

"I am sorry, I shouldn't have done that."

"I hardly stopped you." They were interrupted again by the same ringing. "Should I answer that?"

"Yes, you should really." Cooler got to his feet and held a hand out to her. She smiled and took it. After pulling her to her feet he smiled at her. "I like your smile. Please smile at me more often."

"I will try Sire." Did I just call him Sire?

"Good and you should really answer the door." Cellina nodded and walked over to the door. Cooler try as he might, could not help but watch her as she walked. Her hips sashayed from side to side with natural elegance. Even her hair swayed as she walked. Long and pure. She was pure and he had fallen for her. From the moment he met her he had been captivated be her beauty. That is why he had hidden himself behind the corner, so he could watch her. She was so perfect. She had a perfect hour glass shape and the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. He made a decision right there. After tasting her, after meeting her. He had to have her. He would have her. He had to.

Cellina opened the door to see a large being. He was at least 7 feet tall, purple, white and pink. He wore armour and a long purple cloche. He also had a huge black spike on each side of his head. He reminded her of Freeza for a moment, but only a moment. Freeza was innocent and carefree. He had a look of pure malice.

"HOW DARE YOU KEEP ME WAITING SO LONG!"

"I am sorry sir."

"Sir? SIR? Just who the hell do you think you...Cooler?" The large, angry man looked past Cellina and to Cooler, who threw him a death stare. Cooler walked to her side and protected her.

"This is Lady Cellina. Daughter of Lord Vegeta. She does not know who we are. Well, she knows who we are of course but not what we look like in person. I had to introduce Freeza and myself before she knew who she was talking to." He paused and became very frustrated. "So watch who you are talking to before you go and bite her head off." He turned to Cellina and his expression changed again to a smile. "Cellina this is my father. King Kold."

Cellina instantly Curtsied and bowed her head. A very awkward King Kold smirked and snapped his fingers at her. She looked up and Cooler looked furious. "She is not a slave; do not click your fingers at her like you own her."

"but Son, I do own her. I owned her from the moment she was born and from the moment she came onto my ship, she came into my possession." Cooler looked enraged as he saw his father look her up and down. "Now my dear, who are you assigned to?" Cellina was about to ask what he meant by assigned when Cooler stepped forward and answered for her.

"Me! She is mine. So keep your perverted eyes off her and go back to mother. I am sure she will make it worth your while." She cringed as she came to realise what they meant by 'assigned'. Did that make her some sort of concubine? Cooler's concubine? She will have to have words with him later...

"Now father. Please leave. I will give her the rules and the tour so you are not needed old man. Leave."

"Very well. I warn you though, if you do not wish to hear your mother tonight, do not come out of this wing." King Kold smirked as his son cringed. He then looked over to her and whispered to her "just imagine. If you didn't belong to my son, it could have been you I screwed senseless tonight." King Kold smirked at her disgusted reaction. "And if you are lucky, I might come back later and fuck you too."

That was it. She had had enough. She brought her fist back and prepared to assault him when he broke out in laughter.

"I beg your pardon miss but I was simply toying with you. I wished to see the look on my son's face once I said that. He heard, and I got my wished." The King broke into laughter again and then noticed the clenched fist that was ready to strike him. "Oh, I didn't realise you would take it personally. I am sorry but I love to torment my son. He very rarely takes a liking to a girl so I like to embarrass him. See." King Kold pointed towards Cooler and she glanced at him. He was bright red and looked fumed.

"Thank you very much father but I would very much like it if you were to leave, NOW!"

"Now, remember your manners boy. I beg your pardon. I am not some fornicating perv. I just wanted to tease my son. I very rarely get the chance to, so when one arises, I take advantage of it."

"Do NOT do that again." Cooler spat at him and turned to a very quiet, very disgusted Cellina. "I apologise for my father's weak and twisted attempt in humour. He meant nothing by it. I swear. I will have words with him later." he threw his father a look of pure murder and slammed the door shut on him. "He will have come to tell you the rules and a tour, I will do that. I hardly think you will want to go near him after all that."

"Not really." She realised that she still had her fist clenched and relaxed it beside her.

"I would have hit him if I were you. But I guess it was a good thing you showed restraint. I wouldn't have."

"Well, I almost didn't."

"So. Are we friends now?"

"Sorry?"

"Are we friends now? You looked frightened of me before."

"after meeting your father, nothing will scare me again."

"Ha ha ha. Very good. And may I ask you something?"

"Yes?"

"Well." Cooler fidgeted and took a deep breath. "Once every few months, I take a trip. My closest friends go and so do some girls too. It is a pleasure trip so it isn't like you have to hang with us if you don't want to. It might give you some time to get to know everyone. In fact, the day is still young so why not get started."

"Started with what?"

"You are the first I have told about my trip. I am going to tell everyone now and I can introduce you to everyone too." Cooler grabbed her hand and tried to take her with him but she stopped him. "what's wrong?"

"your father, he asked who I am assigned to. What does that mean exactly?"

"That just means which wing you are in. this wing is near the common room, so it is the C wing for common room wing. I watch over this wing because I am closest to it. King Kold watches over the farthest wing, my mother the one next to it and the soldiers watch over the wing nearest to the engines and the wing next to the control room. So you are in the C wing so you are under my watch, so you are assigned to me. Don't worry, you aren't about to find yourself dancing on a pole for me." He chuckled for a bit before steeling himself to silence from the look of disapproval from her face.

"Do not even joke about that."

"Ok, I wont, sorry." Cooler smiled at her and had an idea. "I have just the thing to get your Saiyan adrenaline going."

"Oh?" she smirked at him and he moved behind her. he slipped his arms around her and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"I do. But it is a surprise. I will take you to it later. But for now." He began to nibble her neck and moved his hands up her body until his hands were threatening to touch her breasts. She grabbed his wrists and put them at his side. she then stepped away and sat on her bed. She reached into her bag and withdrew a brush. She was about to use it when Cooler took it from her. she waited and smiled as he sat behind her. he gently combed through her hair and smelt it every now and again.

"You smell so good." His lips met with her neck and she decided that he had had enough of her attention for today. She turned around and looked at him straight in the face.

"I am going to have a shower and you have to leave." She stood up and took a towel from her bag. Cellina turned to him. he looked so disappointed. "what time will you be coming back?" Cooler's face instantly brightened up and he beamed at her with a grin.

"Well, its about dinnertime now, so the diner trolley with your meal will be here soon. So round about 6:00pm. Be ready though. I will be here about 10 to though, be dressed in something like what you are wearing though. Nothing dressy. Well, anything spandex isn't dressy so wear spandex." He smirked and stole a quick kiss from her cheek before he turned to leave. "You are so gorgeous."

"Thank you and as for what your father said." He turned to watch her as she stood strong, scowling with her arms crossed across her chest. "I belong to no one. I am not easy. You took advantage of me and I let you. But nothing more is between us; after all, we have only just met. So do NOT get any ideas that we are a couple."

"Very well." He smirked knowing full well that her pride had been hurt to badly today for her to be anything but arrogant now, not for a Saiyan. "You will be mine though, you just wait."

He left the way he came and vanished after his father.