Out of Hell

Chapter 16 - Bulma's Party Part III

A/N: I just recently checked this story... and I was shocked to see I hadn't updated in 3 months... so sorry, guys! I didn't mean to make you all wait so long! if you can't remember where we are, just check back to the last chapter. Enjoy!

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Frieza ate quietly within his own thought as the people around him babbled on about something he had no interest in. He knew he was attracted to Marron, but it would never work. Her father hated him, and she'd probably run away scared, too, when she knew his true identity. He sighed as he finished up his meal.

"Hey, Bob..." Marron said, snapping him out of thought.

"Yes?" He replied.

"You like science at all?"

"I specialize in it."

"Well, if you want, you can come over and help me with a few of my projects. I'm looking for a partner, anyway."

"Really. Well, I guess I can help."

Marron smiled, "Great," she took out a piece of paper and pen out of her purse and wrote down her address and phone number, "Just come over around 5, ok? If something comes up, you can call me."

"Alright."

"Um, Marron..." 18 started, "Wouldn't Bulma be a better canidate? I mean, she is a renowned scientist."

"Yeah, but, she's probably really busy. I don't want to take her away from her work." 18 sighed.

"Don't worry about it, hun. Besides, if this guy is really into science, they could help eachother learn more." Krillin said, smiling.

"I guess." 18 said with a groan. She glanced at Frieza with a glare.

'Well, the used-to-be-baldy suspects nothing, but she sure does.' Frieza thought to himself. He and the others got up and threw away their plates. He tagged along behind them, staring at Marron the whole time. What attracted him to her? She did seem different than the others. She was... more laid back. She seemed to be the kind of person who was dedicated, loyal, modest, confident. The girls he had previously seen seemed to be whiney, flashy brats that always partied. Maybe it was just because she was older, more mature. He wasn't quite sure, but he loved it. Maybe it could work out.

Marron looked back at him, "Hey, you don't have to walk way back there, come walk with us." she smiled.

Frieza blinked and caught up to them, adjusting his pace back to normal. He watched them talk and stayed quiet once again.

"Well, you don't talk much, do ya? Why don't you tell me a bit about yourself."

"Like what?"

"I dunno... where your from, a bit about your past... stuff like that."

"Oh." He thought for a moment, "Well... My mother and father were from a royal bloodline... they taught me all they knew about science-- though they were also kind of rough on me, especially my father. I'd often have sleepless nights studying. But it pays to be smart, you know? I was never really involved in any relationships, didn't feel the need to. My dad always said it was useless and only a means for reproduction, anyway. He kind of brainwashed me into thinking I was superior to everyone else... and I had always believed that. Until a few years ago... I had... bullied this short boy and his friend came and doubled the force onto me. It should've taught me a lesson... but it didn't. It... takes awhile to change."

Marron had frowned during his little speech but a smile broke through, "Well, at least your honestly trying. That's the important part. Without that, you wouldn't change."

"That's true... what about you and your life?"

"Where to begin... well, I remember a lot of odd things happening during my lifetime... when I was I think 6, there was a monster named Majin Buu... my father and his group of friends tried their best in defeating him, but I, along with some of the weaker fighters, got turned into chocolate and eaten. Later, Goku defeated him and brought us back. That was probably my first odd experience. You see, my parents are fighters, they even know how to fly. They wanted to teach me, but I've honestly always been scared of heights. They gave up on me after a few years. I don't really like fighting, especially from what I've seen. Even a portal into hell opened up, that was horrible. My father even died... but at least he was brought back later on."

"I guess we both lead unusual lives... you know what? I'm a fighter too."

"Really? Well, I could've guessed by the muscles... you fly, too?"

He nodded. "I also use those ki moves, as well. My father not only stressed knowledge, but physical and spiritual strength as well. He believe to become successful in life, you have to conquer the limitations of your mind, body, and soul."

"I see. Though it does make sense."

--Within the Bushes--

The Ginyu force creeped along the outskirts of the bushes, following their master.

"Who's the girl he's talking to?" Jeice said.

"Not sure. But you see that short guy next to her?" Ginyu said.

"Yeah."

"That's the one Master Frieza killed that made Goku turn super saiyan."

"Huh. Well then, I guess that girl is his daughter. But why would he be talking to her in the first place?"

"I'm not sure, really."

"I think he should just kill all these pathetic humans." Recoome said, striking a pose above the bushes. The others pulled him down.

"So do I, but maybe he can't." Burter said.

"What do you mean?" Guldo asked.

"Well, why would he be able to get out of hell in the first place if he was just gonna kill everyone?"

"Good point."

Jeice thought for a moment. "But don't you think we should still keep an eye on him, just incase one of those humans try something?"

"Yes! We must protect our master!" Ginyu shouted, thrusting his fist into the air.

"But how are we gonna do that? We're aliens and look to pretty for this planet, remember?" Burter said, nodding his head. Ginyu put his fist down.

"We'll just snatch some of those collars from Yemma!"

"But how will we get back there? Unless one of those collars break, Goku won't go back to the otherworld."

Ginyu smirked, "We'll just... have to make sure Master Frieza has another... accident..."

--Back at the Party--

Goku's teeth ripped through the meat, his stomach begging him for more and more food as each piece made its way down.

"Goku! Slow down or you'll choke! Besides, we have to leave some for the other people!" Chichi screached, swatting the meat out of his hand.

"Hey now... why'd you go and do that... Oh well, 3 second time limit!" Goku said, reaching down and taking his meat from the grass.

Chichi sighed. It was getting late, the party would probably be over soon. She turned to see her husband gone and back at the now almost empty food table. She sighed once more and leaned her head on the palm of her hand. Sometimes she wished she had a normal husband who ate normal servings. But then again, no one could beat her Goku, him being so sweet and all.

Bulma came up from behind her and took a seat next to her. "Saiyans will be saiyans." She laughed slightly.

"Yeah I know... But you think he'll ever tone it down a bit?" said Chichi.

Bulma laughed again. "I doubt it. Even when he's an old geezer I'm sure he'll be wanting the same amount of food to fill his stomach.

"Yeah, and I'll still have to slave over a hot stove to cook it for him." They both laughed. "So are you gonna rap up this party or is it gonna be an all nighter?"

"Well, I'm not as young as I used to be, doubt I could pull one of those... We'll probably say good bye in a good 15 minutes." Chichi nodded and watched Goku devour the rest of food on the table.

--10 minutes Later--

"Friiiieeeezzzzaaa!" Goku yelled, "Get ready to go, alright?"

Frieza turned his head, "Stupid monkey..." He muttered, then shouted, "Fine! Whatever!" He looked back over at Marron, who he had been talking to. "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow..."

"Yeah, it's been fun, bye!" Marron said, waving as he ran off towards Goku.

Frieza got over to Goku and stood there, waiting for Chichi to say her goodbyes and get over there.

"Soooo..." Goku said, a huge grin forming across his face, "Didja take a liking to Marron or what?"

"No! Of course not! What makes you think that!" Frieza snapped back, his face turning slightly red.

"Well... You DID hang around her the whole party."

"Whatever."

From the bushes, Ginyu spotted Goku's leftover drink in his hand. He turned to Guldo.

"Do your worst..." He snickered.

Guldo nodded, taking a deep breath and holding it. Time stopped and he ran over to Goku and moved his arm so it appeared he was dumping it on the collar once more. He then scurried back into the bushes and let out his breath.

The liquid poured onto the collar, making it malfunction once more. Frieza's holographic form flickered and faded. He growled loudly.

"MOONKKKKEEEEYYYY!" He yelled, being extremely angry at Goku's second slip up.

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A/N: I hope you guys liked it, not too much went on, but its good enough for now, right? I'll try to update sooner, ok?