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After she finished cleaning the dishes the two larger Sayian's settled in front of what appeared to be a TV and began watching a pit fight between a giant crab like creature and an eight legged feline. Cringing at the gore on the TV Bulma went to dig through the box of various things Goku left out for her. Vegeta settled into the desk beside her to work on his paperwork regarding their recent mission.

She had just finished rewiring the parts of the CD player to download the music from the CD's to an old IPod she found in the box, when a loud piercing Beep rang out.

With a forceful "Shit," Radditz hopped over the back of the sofa and crossed the small room to the control panels to the front of the room. He began attempting to navigate the asteroid field cursing each time a loud ding was heard and the ship tilted slightly.

By the third time the turbulence knocked her home made soldering tool out of her hands, Bulma decided she had had enough. With a huff, she hopped up and grabbed the controls.

"Budge up and buckle up" She ordered, shoving the shocked Radditz off the stool like chair.

Hitting play on her newly renovated IPod, Drowning Pool poured from the speakers of the old CD player. She grabbed the controls of the ship and pressed hard on the accelerator, knocking all the men in the room onto their asses.

"Don't corner me, don't lecture me. Raise your hand you're a Sinner!" she cried out along with the music as she spun between careening asteroids, missing each one by mere inches. With a gleeful shout she dived under a particularly large rock hurtling towards them.

Within moments she had navigated the field, with not a single ding or dent. Once she leveled out the ship and set it back to cruise control Vegeta made another run for the bathroom in the corner.

"What the hell was that?" Radditz asked menacingly.

"That would be how you navigate an asteroid field, hope u took some notes." Bulma replied smugly as Nappa picked himself up off the floor, and climbed back on the couch.

"How dare you take my controls on MY ship! I am the pilot here! YOU have a power level of TWO! I could squash you under my BOOT!" He said backing her against the wall.

Her body may have backed up but her eyes clearly said he was not winning this one. "My power level may be a 2 but my IQ is 286 buddy!" She shouted as she poked her finger into his chest, backing him up. "Excuse me if I didn't feel like being the ball in a freakin PONG game anymore! If you could drive, you would have but you—"

Bulma was silenced by Radditz mouth on her lips, he grabbed her and shoved her passionately against the wall, entangling his hands in her hair.

"MMM" She screamed in shock shoving at his chest as he tried to burrow his tongue in her mouth.

"Yha, show her who's boss man!" Nappa cheered.

It wasn't until she kneed him in the crotch that Radditz even realized she was not accepting his advances. As he doubled over he cried out "What the hell, why did u –"

"RADDITZ!" Vegeta screamed as he exited the bathroom, wiping what remained of his dinner off his chin. "What the FUCK do you think you're doing?" Glancing over to the large man on the sofa, watching intently he said. "Nappa, go relieve Kakkarot."

"But he was supposed to stay the night." Nappa moaned.

"And I said to relieve him, now GO!" Vegeta barked in response.

Once Nappa left the room he shoved Bulma into the bathroom without as much as a word to her. She cringed at the smell of his sick in the toilet, and listened intently at the door.

"What the hell happened?" Vegeta asked exasperated, rubbing his hand over his face.

"She just wouldn't back down; she kept insulting me, stepping up against me. I couldn't help it man, you've seen her, she must have known what she was doing." Radditz attempted to explain. "All that heat, I just wanted to throw her down and . . ."

"Shut up. Just shut up." Vegeta said enraged. "You are never to even think about her like that again, do you hear me. She is Freza's slave. Freza's sex slave. Do you know what he will do to all of us if he finds out one of use played with his toys? Do you want to be castrated?"

"He wouldn't know . . Besides I didn't really mean to, I wouldn't have done it." Radditz tried to reason to his prince.

"Yes you would have, and he would have. Believe me Freza has his sources." Vegeta replied. "Just focus on getting us to HQ, I'll worry about getting her the hell away from us. That woman is nothing but trouble for all of us."

Radditz was already intently staring at the TV when Bulma was allowed to emerge from the bathroom. "Hmph. I sure hope your homeboy there has decided to behave himself. I am a lady, I will not be manhandled like that." She said scathingly, as she settled back into her IPod preparing to make a head set.

"If you hadn't provoked him, we wouldn't be in this mess." Vegeta said, glaring at her from over top of his notes.

"I didn't provoke him, that pervert threw himself on me." She replied. "I'm a delicate flower what would I want with brutes like you?"

"Whats happening?" Kakkarot asked as he entered the room and flopped down beside his brother.

With a sigh Vegeta set his paper work in the drawer, securely incase Bulma attempts to take the wheel again.

"You fill him in, I'm going to bed. Come on." He said taking Bulma by the hair once more.

"Hey, wait, why am I going?" She screamed.

"Yha, she could stay with me. We used to share a bed all the time." Kakkarot said.

Vegeta grappled with his composure as he said. "Get this through your thick skull Kakkarot this is not old-home-week! She is a slave. Who, because she has a death wish, keeps trying to escape. This isn't a freakin SLUMBER PARTY. She is staying in MY quarters, because I can't trust you to stop her from roaming the ship unsupervised, I can't trust your brother to keep his hands off her, and I can't trust Nappa not to kill her and eat her. She is a nuisance, not a friend."

He dragged her by her hair into his room, securing the lock behind him. As he tossed pillows and a sheet onto the floor he said. "If you so much as look at that door the wrong way I will kill you where u stand, screw the consequence."

"I'm sleeping on the floor?" She asked hesitantly.

"What part of that last tirade made you think you would be curling up in my bed?" He asked irritated.

Pouting she crossed her legs and sat down on the pillow on the floor.

"If you care so much about Kakkarot, quit trying to get him killed. If Freza finds out about any of this he and the rest of us are as good as dead." Vegeta stated in a steady reasonable tone as he lay back against the pillows, turning off the light. "I understand you don't think of yourself as a slave, neither do I. But just act like one, for now. It's not worth dying over."

"My dignity is one of the few things I have left, Vegeta. I rather die than give it up." she said to the dark above her.

Vegeta understood her too well. At what point did the prince become a lap dog? He wondered. All his life he has dreamt of rebellion, yet this week fragile woman was living that dream, even if it killed her.

"That's prince Vegeta to you, now go to sleep." He ordered, turning on his side.