-Authors note. One shot between Frieza/Zarbon. It's gone 3am, Ive got work in 4 hours, but I've just turned this out, so hopefully in my sleep induced state there's not too many mistakes!

Original artwork is taken from 'frieza-love' on Deviantart – I just added the water colours.

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In this fic Frieza is in his final form.

Zarbon returns home?

Zarbon and Dodoria stood in the large metal hallway. They had both quickly made their excuses from the main observation room when they heard King Colds incoming video call, neither of them dared be within 'accidental death by a pissed of empower who can't control his powers when angry' proximity, however they dared not go far least Frieza summoned them and then got pissy they weren't there immediately.

'What do you think it's about this time?' asked Dodoria not budging his eyes from the segment of metal wall he was currently intently staring at.

'Beats me, he certainly isn't due for another call yet…' Zarbons heavily accented voice trailed off.

Making them both jump out of their skins, Zarbons scouter lit up and Friezas cold raspy voice cut through the silence like ice 'Zarbon to the observation room. Now!'

Both of them jumped from their dazed state and legged it back into the observation room, where in their haste they both tried to squeeze through the observation room door at the same time, and subsequently got comically stuck for a few moments before they both tumbled out onto the hard metal floor, becoming eye to toe with a light pink chonky foot.

'…' Friezas eyes opened at the sight of his 2 most supreme fighters in a mess on the floor. They both quickly pulled themselves apart and up on to their knees in an attentive bow and awaited orders. 'Dodoria… why is your presence here when I specifically ordered just Zarbon?'

Dodorias fat eyes bulged when he realised his panic endued mistake and started backing away towards the door grovelling as he did so, before turning and sprinting the last few steps wobbling all the while, leaving a bemused Zarbon behind. Zarbon straitened up and again retuned his attention to Lord Frieza, who gestured at him to stand.

'That was my father on the call Zarbon' Frieza started 'He has had an unexpected request, regarding your father' Zarbons amber eyes immediately met with his lords, questions beginning to swarm round in his mind, but he let Frieza continue 'He has requested you return to your home planet. He is growing old and weak and feels a new king needs to be appointed.'

Zarbons mind raced in every direction ''back home… King? Would Frieza let me just leave? Do I… do I even want to be a king?'' Frieza cleared his throat, pulling Zarbon back into the room and out of his thoughts. They stood in silence for a few moments, before Zarbon reluctantly accepted it was his turn to speak. 'Would you just… would you let me go, my lord?' asked Zarbon, heart rising into his throat with fear of asking the wrong thing.

Frieza hummed thoughtfully 'Well… you have provided many devoted decades of service to the Frieza Force… if you wish to step back from your duties and retire, I won't stop you. You'll receive the same retirement payout you'd be due'. Zarbon was slightly taken aback that Frieza would just let him walk out of the force after all this time, knowing all its secrets…

'My lord' continued Zarbon, now very delicately trying to string his next few words together in a way which wouldn't make him loose his head 'Would… would you mind me leaving? Not just what the force would accept… am I… really that expendable?' he waited with bated breath while Frieza seemed to mull his thoughts over in his head before answering. He decided there was no harm in giving a truthful answer.

'You are an exceptional warrior. You are loyal and devoted. You excel at fighting but you also have the head of a master strategist. Such a powerful combination is rarely seen… but if this is what you want, I won't stand in your way. Although of course, you would need to train your replacement up to standards before you'd be allowed off the ship.' Zarbon nodded, a somewhat dropping feeling in his chest that Frieza had tip toped around the answer he really longed to hear. Frieza turned and was instantly back into busy tyrant mode. 'I have no further need for you today. I guess it's a lot to think about. Take the rest of the day to think about it, but do give me an answer in the morning'.

Zarbon bowed low to his master and exited the room, nearly striding strait into an eavesdropping Dodoria. Zarbon glared at the man with a look of malice… but decided to let it go. He had more important things to think about. He headed strait back to his room, once inside he slipped off his armour and clothes and stepped into a steaming hot shower. He took his time shampooing his thick emerald locks, and gently slidding his soaped hand over his hard muscles revelling every inch of his toned body. After he washed himself off he towel dried his hair and put on a plain cream coloured long silk gown, and laid down on the bed. He stared at the ceiling a while before closing his eyes and reaching up a hand to lay over the charm on the circlet which adorned his head. He let go of a breath he didn't realise he'd been holding, and began to think back about the last time he saw his father.

…..

'We've been through this….' Said an exasperated middle aged man, with slightly wrinkled pale azure skin, amber eyes and frizzy emerald hair.

Zarbons 13 year old eyes met his dads, a fierce look burning in them. 'But I want to fight! I-'

'We are a peace loving people'

'We are wide open for attack is what we are! We need a defence to serve the planet-'

'ENOUGH!' bellowed the king. 'You will not fight. You will not train to fight. You will be king. The answer to ruling is brains, not brawn! Now I don't want to hear yet another word about his, EVER!' yelled his father. A frustrated Zarbon ran from the palace, over the grounds and far into a mountainous region. It was here he sat when the sky around him started to change… it darkened and the clouds began to twist as if something was sucking them in… then came the sound of mighty engines, getting deafening as a huge space ship came in to view, heading in the direction of the palace. Zarbon was dumbfounded, the planet had never had alien visitors, and they themselves had not any space reaching vehicles. Zarbon ran and flew back to the palace as fast as he could, making sure he kept himself hidden from the soldiers now spilling out of the ship. He hid and watched, the aliens where all completely different in shape and build, Zarbon realised they must all be different races from different planets. He looked as their muscular physics, the 'I don't give a shit' attitude on their faces, and he longed to be like them. After a while of watching the strange creatures, he sped on his way unseen back to the palace. He avoided the alien guards that now prowled the palace, and went straight into the throne room where he knew his father would be. He walked in on a smirking Frieza and his shaking, raging father. His father was practically screaming at the strange lizard type being to leave, telling him what he thought of his 'business propositions' and where to insert it. Zarbon walked straight up between the 2 conflicting men, swallowing his fear as he knew this might be the only chance he ever got, finally stopping in front of the lizard man who was obviously the leader.

'I wish to join you sir. If you'll have me' All the bickering stopped and the room went silent, the 2 men's stunned eyes fell on the young teen. Frieza scanned over his body; typical azure coloured skin, unusual amber eyes even for his race, approx 5ft in height, shoulder length thick emerald hair, slim somewhat scrawny build. A smile stretched onto his black lips 'Well well, this one seems far more reasonable! Tell me boy, is this cruel man your father?' he asked mockingly. Zarbon held his nerve and nodded confirmation. 'Well, tell me boy, why is it you wish to join me?'

'I want adventure! I want to fight! I don't want to be stuck here!' The black smile widened.

'Well what do you say old man? Teased Frieza 'The boy stays with me, and although I now own this planet, you can continue your rule here as monarchy. As long as you keep up with our demands for minerals and metals I think I can let you be… what do you say?'

…

Zarbon opened his eyes and laid with his memories swirling in the air around his head. He clasped together his hands and reached up into a stretch. He looked at his arms, bulging with muscle. His people where naturally untoned and slim like he had been as a boy. Muscles were seen by his people as brutish and ugly. He smiled in spite of himself at the irony, how so much of the universe saw his body, face and physic as perfection, yet to his own type he would be seen as a freak. He rested his hands above his head and drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

All too soon the morning alarm sounded rousing him from his sleep. He climbed out of bed and wondered into his bathroom, catching a glimpse of himself in one of his full length mirrors. Delicate silk embracing his hard muscles, dark green hair trussed and hanging over his shoulders and down his back. He got himself ready and arrived at the obervation room for his audience with Frieza. There was no one but Frieza in the room, he was unusually not in his hover chair but was standing in front of the huge domed window, staring out into the universe. Zarbon cleared his throat and approached Frieza falling into a bow when around 6ft from him. Frieza continued to stare out the window with something of a melancholy look on his face 'So, you have come to a decision Zarbon?' he asked without turning round.

'Urm yes sir, I have' answered Zarbon, Frieza raised a brow in surprise when he saw Zarbon nervously bite his bottom lip in the reflection of the window, he hadn't seen him do that for years, not since he first arrived on the ship. After a silence so long and tense you could physically feel it, Zarbons gaze fell to the floor, however after a few moments he lifted his head and met Friezas gaze in the windows reflection. Frieza turned around and faced him, his ruby red eyes expressing something Zarbon couldn't put his finger on. 'I have decided… my place is here with you sire' Friezas eyes and mouth fell open in genuine shock 'I have no wish to return to my father, planet or race. I wish to stay here Lord Frieza…. I love you' Zarbon finished, his voice gentle.

Frieza met his gaze and managed to snap shut his hanging mouth, although his eyes were still huge. No one had ever wanted him, we was created to do a job in the name of his father, he was admired by many certainly, but for his strength, his ruthlessness, not actually for him. He met Zarbons gaze again, taking in the mans grace, beauty, strength… he floated effortlessly towards Zarbon stopping just in front of him mirroring his height. They gazed at each other before leaning in together and smooth azure lips met velvet black ones. The kiss stayed sweet, with closed mouths, although they both felt a feeling which was like electricity coursing through their bodies. Zarbon reached out and took Friezas hands in his, lacing his fingers through Friezas. Their lips broke apart but they stood together, fingers still entwined.

'What… what shall I tell your father?' asked Frieza, trying to calm his blushing cheeks and trying not to sound breathless.

Amber eyes melted into ruby ones. Zarbon leaned forward, his breath ghosting Friezas neck making him shiver, he whispered 'Tell him, I'm too busy fucking the most amazing, supreme being in the universe to worry about his pathetic planet' and with that he proceeded to gently bite down along Friezas neck. Frieza quivered at his words and at his touch, before something inside him snapped and he couldn't take the suspense anymore, fiercely locking lips with Zarbon and dominating his tongue with his own, his thick tail wrapped around Zarbons waist and pulled them together, forcing Zarbons hard aching cock against his now wet cloaca, heated groans spilling out of both of their lips as a deep red blush covered Friezas cheeks and a dark blue one spread across Zarbons.