A/N: hi, im back, here is the next chap, hope u like it, tell me if its a bit ooc at the end, cuz im trying to keep all characters real! thank you to all my reivewers out there, u guys rock hard!

Disclaimer: i do not own DBZ, Akira Toriyama does, but please dont sue me, its just for entertainment and a fan fic!

Bulma cautiously walked towards the refrigerator, treading lightly in hopes not to awaken the four sensitive Sayians. It was the middle of the night and she suddenly had the need to drink something other than water. Taking extra care in opening the fridge door she bent down to examine the choices. Humming to herself she didn't hear the footsteps silently approach up behind her.

"I like your shirt Onna." Bulma swung around in fright, but before she could say anything she was ruthlessly pushed up against the counter with a hard muscular bare chest locking her in. Bulma looked up into the Sayian's eyes, in fear but also curiosity.

"What do you want?" she whispered. A familiar smirk appeared on the man's hard face.

"You" and with that Bulma had a royal tongue plunged down her throat. Bulma was taken aback by what just happened, and tired to push him away, yet Vegeta caught her wrist and brought them around his neck. Bulma was now becoming tamed by the kiss. It was hard at first yet now had a more passionate pace. His tongue was deeply massaging every corner of her mouth and she almost died when he started to suck on her tongue. Her hands were now willingly around his neck, pulling him hungrily into the kiss. She could feel his hot hands on her waist which tactfully made their way around to her ass, then slowly started to descend upwards underneath her shirt until…

BANG!

Bulma swiftly sat up in her bed. 'OH KAMI, what the hell was that dream?' she thought, yet before she could analyze it her thoughts her interrupted by another loud bang, which turned out to be a knock coming from the main door. At this point in time Chi too heard the knock and sat up in bed. The two girls stared at each other and then fearfully crept out of bed to open the door ever so slightly just so they could poke their heads out to see who was there.

In the main room Vegeta, Kakkarot, Krillin and Radditiz (wearing nothing but boxes and white t-shirts Bulma and Chi Chi noted) where standing in front of the main door talking hotly (well mainly Vegeta) to their guests standing outside. Bulma and Chi Chi left the safety of their bedroom and quickly made their way behind the tough Saiyans. Bulma peered around Kakkarot to see Zarbon and Dodoria standing in the hallway, no wonder they weren't allowed into the room.

"Ok all you monkeys lets get a move on!" Zarbon ordered. Chi Chi fearfully looked up at Kakkarot.

"Where are you going?" she asked fearfully.

"Frieza wants to see all of us because of yesterday" Bulma could hear the sternness in Kakkarot's voice, sending shivers down her spine, when Kakkarot is stern then you know there is hell to pay.

"Yeah ok, but who will look after the girls?" Krillin gulped out of fear and cowardliness.

"No one, orders are they come too" Zarbon and Dodoria smirked sadistically towards the girls. Vegeta brutally snarled, turning everyone's attention towards him.

"Leave them be, they did nothing!" he flared his ki as a warning sign for them to back off.

"Listen Ape, orders form the top, do as is commanded or there will be worse consequences to pay." Zarbon pushed right passed the deadly Prince and presented his arm to Bulma.

"Now if you please" Bulma glared at the sick alien, there was no way in hell she would take his arm. Bulma was about to slap it away when Zarbon caught it in mid air,

"Ah ah ah…consequences my beauty" he roughly placed her arm through his and smirked triumphantly at Vegeta who was balling his fists so tight that his knuckles had gone white and a trace of blood oozed out from his fist. Dodoria did the same to Chi Chi, who he practically had to pry from Kakkarot's strong grip. As the henchman walked through the halls with fuming Saiyans behind them, Zarbon piped up,

"I love your sleeping garments woman, too bad you don't wear it all the time" he evilly refereeing to Bulma's white t-shirt and bare legs. She suddenly felt naked and uncomfortable. Dodoria chuckled and Chi Chi let a small moan, and the Saiyans summoned all their will power, so not to knock the living daylights out of the twisted soldiers in front of them.

When they reached Frieza's grand throne room, they were welcomed by Frieza himself and Soko the kitchen lady.

"Ah, look who it is, how nice to see you all here together" an evil chuckle left Frieza's purple lips. His guests glared hatred towards the tyrant, yet this only amused him further.

"Now I hope you know why you are all here" this received unison of growls.

"Why are they here, they don't need to be, we failed not them" Vegeta had his arms crossed and his face showed no emotion, just pure anger. The giant lizard chuckled at the Prince's rage.

"Well my Prince since you asked so nicely, I will be glad to explain, Soko here tells me that black haired wench disobeyed orders on her first day, this will go unpunished, and the blue haired wench is here, ha ha, just for the experience I guess, to keep her intact. Restrain them" with that order, Zarbon and Dodoria skillfully took the two girls' arms and secured them at the back. Frieza laughed at the women's futile attempts to break free from their imprisoned state. He strutted his way towards the women and took both cheeks in both of his hands.

"Now boys, you know the saying, 'ladies first' so the first part of your punishment, watching these two fine women, get punished." And with that he slapped both women across the face, and then before they could recuperate, punched them right into the stomachs, making them lose wind and cry out in pain. The Saiyans began to charge at the monster yet he just put his hand up to halt them in mid air.

"Ah, boys I don't that is wise, unless you want to see them get even more severely punished." With that the boys lowered to the ground in defeat.

"Ha, thought as much, well ok girls" Frieza roughly took each girls face and forced them up to look forward.

"Now it's your turn ladies" with that the most powerful being in the world descended upon the four Saiyans with much less mercy he had on the girls.

Bulma couldn't stand it; she thought she would be sick. It had been half an hour of brutal thrashing and she was made to watch the whole thing. There was blood everywhere, on the floor, walls, but mostly on the four Saiyans. Nearly every inch of their bodies were covered in blood. She and Chi Chi watched as Radditz fell to the ground unconscious when his head made contact with a wall. Then Krillin was the next to go, being blasted by a sea of ki beams. Vegeta and Kakkarot were the last to remain. With one last final whip of his tail he sent both Saiyans down upon their knees. He took both of them by the hair and roughly pulled them straight so they could hear,

"Punishment over" and with that he swiftly kicked both of them into the wall where they fell down in a heap. By now both girls were crying hysterically and ran over to their friends when Frieza order them to be released.

"Fix them up" was all that the tyrant said before he and the others left two vulnerable girls alone, in the midst of hell.

The girls sat in silence for a moment,

"What are we going to do?" Chi whispered terrified beyond comprehension. The boys lay mutilated upon the floor with a pool of blood underneath their drained bodies. Bulma thought hard, they need to get all of them medical attention and fast, before one of them…she quickly shook that thought out of her head. NO. She would not let that happen. Suddenly she remembered her capsules.

"Chi stay here" before Chi could protest Bulma ran out of the room leaving Chi Chi all alone. 'I'm gonna kill her' Chi thought wildly, yet all negative thoughts left her mind when Bulma came back in a capsule convertible. Chi Chi beamed.

"Bulma Briefs you are a GENIUS!" Bulma giggled in her arrogance.

"I know, right?"

Soon enough the girls had transported their protectors to their room, and tucked them into their beds. Then retrieved medical equipment from the medical department and tended to their patients. Bulma had just finished Radditz and headed for the one and only Saiyan no Ouji's room. Bulma sadly walked towards the beaten up Prince. She carefully sat next to him on the bed and sighed.

"Vegeta…what has he done to you." Affectionately she ran her slender fingers through his coarse black hair then down his cheek; carefully wiping some blood off his beautiful face, wait… 'Beautiful face?!' Bulma critically analyzed the Prince's features and couldn't deny it any longer, Vegeta, was…well, beautiful.

'Even when he's covered in blood' she chocked. Then she started to get to work. First she had to wash the cuts on his chest. Just as her soothing, warm cloth gently touched his hard chest, his hand instantly caught her arm, making Bulma yelp a little.

"Onna, that hurts" Vegeta's eyes slowly opened and a scowl was planted across his face. 'Why the hell is he so angry? I'm just trying to help' Bulma's eyebrows narrowed.

"Well tough it out Princy" she said firmly and tired to resume, yet Vegeta blocked her again.

"Vegeta I'm only trying to help"

"I don't need your help woman; I don't need anyone's help!" he stated sternly, yet it was all in vain when Bulma punched him right in his bruised arm. Not letting him self scream in front of her, he clutched onto the bruised arm and shot daggers towards her.

"See, you're in no state to get up, now shut up and let me help" again she descended her cloth on his chest, cleaning up his wounds in soothing circular motion. Vegeta growled at the sensation he was enjoying all too much.

"Woman" he warned,

"Vegeta" she warned back with the same equal tone.

"Here, sit up and let me do your back" obediently, the Prince reluctantly sat up, causing immense pain on his behalf, yet showing none of it. Bulma squeezed behind Vegeta and rested her back against the wall and spread her legs so Vegeta was sitting between them, then continued to relieve his back. The two sat in silence, for what seemed like forever. Bulma had finished his back and was examining it, incase she missed a spot. Bulma was saddened by what she saw. Hundreds of scars violated his back. New ones, old ones, short ones, longs ones, no matter what, they were all evident. Bulma gentle run her fingers up and down Vegeta's back. A soft moan escaped from the Saiyan no Ouji lips. Without him knowing his tail disobediently coiled around Bulma's waist. Bulma was shocked by the furry rope, but then smiled happily and started to stroke it earning her a deep purr from the Prince, making his back vibrate. Bulma giggled and continued to stroke the tail while Vegeta rested his back on top of Bulma, and closed his eyes in peace. However being Vegeta, his peace was broken by a soft whisper against his ear.

"Vegeta"

"Hmm" Vegeta retorted unhappily.

"I…I'm sorry we got you hurt. I promise I'll be careful next time…I, I never want to see that ever again Vegeta, I don't think I could take it, I can't take it, all the blood and pain…" Bulma was shaking violently now, she had been scared for life, Vegeta knew this and was unable to rid her from it. It wasn't fair, he was supposed to protect her from the cruelness that lurked on the ship, yet he gave her front row tickets. He could only blame himself for not being there and taking charge. He silently promised himself he would be on full alert when it came to her safety.

"It's not your fault" he stated roughly, but it seemed to calm her down.

"I shouldn't have been so dense as to leave you after hours at your lab" Bulma sighed into the crook of his neck, he flinched as Bulma shifted slightly, reminding her that he was the one who was injured. Bulma slowly rose from her comfortable position. Vegeta eyed her questioningly.

"You're still hurt Vegeta" she reached over to get bandages.

"Are you sure you can do that?" Vegeta challenged her, reminding her of her doll incident. Bulma smirked,

"Well I did learn from the best"

"That is correct" he retorted in the most arrogant tone making Bulma roll her cerulean eyes.

A/N: aww, ok well tell me what u guys think please! ok so it seems that Bulma is dreaming of a certain Saiyan, and that certain Saiyan has promised himself to protect her, so if this is not love then tell me what is! hehe ok well im still slowly developing their relationship, i dunno if u can even call them friends, its something way different. anyway please review, thanks to VeryShortMidget, denythefreshmaker, NairobiDawn (just updated newest story 'When Sparrows Fall' check it out its worth it), Cappuccino Penguin and my newest reivewer Strawberrychan!