Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or the characters

Preciousjade76: Oh, you'll see. He's not a very friendly fellow, huh?

Animefreak653: lol, I love the suspense. Anyway, I haven't thought about her power level number. I'm gonna say a little lower than Vegeta but way higher than both Radditz and Nappa.

Elleelle: lol, yeah, I was hoping others would enjoy her attitude. Acting all like an innocent princess while secretly plotting Frieza's downfall XD

"You wanted to see me, father?" Bulma asked standing before Frieza in his throne room.

"Yes, daughter. Zarbon told me that you wanted to assist in bringing down the monkeys. Is this true?" He couldn't keep the sound of amusement from his voice. Bulma inwardly cringed, knowing that he knew she was a Saiyan. He was probably completely giddy about her desire to take out her own race.

"Yes, father, it is," she lied convincingly.

Frieza smirked which made Bulma feel a little uneasy. Her stomach dropped, but she refused to let her fears show. Instead, she waited patiently for whatever order her father was about to give. She could have never mentally prepared herself for what her father was about to ask.

"Then I want you to do something for me," Frieza said evilly.

"Yes, father?" she said, her voice almost about to crack with her nerves.

Frieza motioned for Zarbon to come forward. Zarbon stepped forward with a chest that he opened revealing a small, glass bottle. "This vial contains a virus that only affects the Saiyan heart," Frieza explained to her. "When next you see Vegeta, I want you to find some way to infect him with it. Can you do this?"

"Yes, I can," she replied while quickly thinking up a solution.

Frieza nodded in respond and motioned for Zarbon to close the chest. Zarbon complied and put the chest in Bulma's arms. She looked to his smirking face uneasily, him blowing her a kiss. In her mind she was screaming to take him down. "Now, Bulma," Frieza called drawing her attention back to him, "there is no cure to this virus, so I want you to be very careful with it."

"Why should it matter? I am not a Saiyan, so it can't affect me, right?"

She tried to gage her father's reaction to her seemingly innocent question. If Frieza was worried, it didn't show. "It's better to be safe rather than sorry," he said calmly. "Who knows what kinds of mutations have arisen." He then took out a bracelet and motioned for Bulma to come forward. "I want you to wear this, Bulma. When the other Saiyans are around, it will activate and we will hear everything they're saying."

A bug, Bulma thought in frustration. Just freaking perfect.

"You may run along now," Frieza said dismissing her.

"Yes, father, but one question."

Frieza waited, but she didn't say anything. He had no idea why she was waiting for permission to speak. "Go on," he pressed.

"When you said 'other Saiyans,'" Bulma asked, treading lightly on her words, "what did you mean? Are there more Saiyans?"

"No, daughter, there isn't," Frieza stated calmly. Bulma forced a smile and nodded, then took her leave.

Frieza's calm attitude turned sour after she left. He had almost slipped twice. Maybe now that she was older it was the secret trying to weasel its way out of him. Well, that was fine. He only needed to keep quiet for the next month or so. Then, when Vegeta was on his deathbed, he would tell him about Bulma. Vegeta would die knowing that he was defeated and murdered by the last Saiyan female. Then he would dispose of Nappa and Raditz and Bulma would marry Zarbon. Even if Bulma found out her true origins, this made it clear that she was more Ice-jin at heart than Saiyan. Things were falling into place.

Bulma got to her room and quickly locked herself inside. She was beyond pissed that her father would ask her to do something this horrible to Vegeta, her prince and future mate. Vegeta had admitted to her before he left that he intended on taking her as his mate. She smiled at the memory. He had been uncharacteristically romantic in his declaration as she bid him farewell at the docking ports. He hadn't even cared that Nappa and Raditz had been waiting on him to leave. Unfortunately, now she had this dreadful virus in her possession, and knowing what would happen upon Vegeta's return was sullying the wonders of her memory.

Well, she had about three weeks before they returned. Maybe by then she could create an antidote for the virus. She knew Vegeta would make her follow through with her orders to keep her from being found out. She never would, though, not without a cure. Bulma would never risk his life like that. If he died, and by her hand, she would never forgive herself. It would destroy her inside and out. It was then that she knew what she had to do.

Well, time to pull some all-nighters.

A/N: This chapter was edited 12/10/2012