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Ngoctrang: Aw, thanks. Yeah, I try to make them longer. It's just that you can only go so long before you start losing ideas for that specific chapter. I'm actually writing more chapters now, this as the example, but at first I couldn't post them because of some error that people seem to be getting. I just don't want the chapters to run dry, which they could if they were longer. Thank you for your opinion and for reviewing. I appreciate your input.
Shirochan21: Oh, I will. Promise. I have this chapter written and working on another. I can't upload chapters right now, but when you see this, then that means I was finally able to. Thank you for reading and reviewing. I'm glad you like it.
Frieza entered the med bay and couldn't hide his happiness at the fact that the fallen prince was struggling for air. This definitely had been his best plan yet.
"My daughter has informed me of your condition, Vegeta," Frieza stated causing Vegeta to weakly open his eyes and look over to Frieza. The sick bastard was grinning at him and his pain as he was gasping in attempts to bring enough oxygen into his lungs. Vegeta felt like he was suffocating.
"And?" Vegeta asked hoarsely before coughing. He closed his eyes and realized that it only hurt more when he tried to talk, but he wanted to see what information he could get out of Frieza.
"I believe I have seen these symptoms before, Vegeta," Frieza told him grinning wider. "I believe you have contracted a heart virus that only affects Saiyans."
"Great," Vegeta muttered. "Anything to stop it?" It was starting to get even more difficult to talk, but he would not yield until the lizard was out of his sight. He would not appear weak in front of his tormentor.
"Not to my knowledge," Frieza said, "but I can tell you what caused it. I have a little secret for you."
Vegeta's eyes widened. Was Frieza about to tell him the truth about Bulma now that he was dying? He should have suspected something like that. Only a sick freak would come up with this type of stuff being so obsessed with irony. "What?"
Frieza's sinister smile never faded as he started speaking. He got close to Vegeta's ear. "My daughter is the one who infected you," he whispered ignoring the faked shocked look on Vegeta's face. "I gave her the order. She didn't trust you monkeys either. Ironic, since she is one."
"Wh-what?" Vegeta asked, his voice laced with feigned surprise while cracking slightly.
"That's right, Vegeta. When she was born, I killed her mother and took her in as my own, planning to use her against your pitiful race when the time was right."
"You're…you're a monster," Vegeta forced out. "How could you do something like that? Keeping her identity a secret from her?"
Frieza smirked. "The day she became your friend, I knew she would come in handy in bringing down the rest of your race. I have this need to finish what I start."
"What do you mean?" Vegeta asked although he knew what the lizard was getting at.
"I destroyed you planet, Vegeta," Frieza confessed. "I will singlehandedly bring down the rest of the monkeys. I do care for Bulma as my daughter, though, so she will remain unharmed and marry Zarbon. Too bad you and your two other monkeys won't be around to see that. Once this virus kills you, I will kill Nappa and Raditz. Well, I'm off. Maybe you'll be able to survive a few more hours. This is goodbye, Prince Vegeta."
Frieza left Vegeta to think about what he had just heard. Sure, Vegeta suspected everything regarding the planet, and even with the files as a confirmation it felt completely different hearing Frieza truly confess his crimes against the Saiyan race. What really got to him was that Frieza had killed Bulma's mother so that he would be able to use her as a tool. He needed to tell her the whole truth, but first he needed to get the cure. He would have to hold on until lights out for Bulma to administer the antidote. He just hoped he could hang on for another hour or so.
Bulma managed to get the bracelet off of her. Now that she had done her part, she didn't think it mattered. Her father thought she was in for the night. When the ship's lights turned off, she hurried to the med bay.
When she got there, she found Vegeta looking worse than he had when she left him earlier. Tears started forming when she saw him.
"D-don't…cry," Vegeta ordered, having difficulty getting out the words. "Y-you are a Saiyan. Have…some pride." He smirked at her after the teasing though he was completely tense and breathing heavily.
"Vegeta, I'm sorry," Bulma replied rushing to his side and running her fingers through his hair.
"Don't be. I…ordered you to follow through."
Bulma nuzzled against his neck before taking out another vial and forcing a few drops of the antidote into his mouth. He struggled to swallow, but eventually did and started to feel the effects of the cure thankful that it was fast-acting. He was finally able to let go of his heart and weakly grabbed Bulma's hand.
"Thank you," he whispered placing a small kiss on her hand.
Bulma didn't say anything. She kissed his forehead, then his nose, and finally his lips. He weakly put his hand around her neck. They wouldn't break apart from each other and by the time they did, there was a shadow lurking near the entrance.
Bulma returned to her room and felt a heaviness in the air. She disposed of the virus vial down a garbage shoot that filtered into the vacuum of space so that her father wouldn't use it against anyone else she cared about. She only hoped that he didn't have more viral vectors.
A knock on her door brought her out of her thoughts. She went to answer it. "Yes?"
Zarbon stood in her doorway, smirking deviously at her. "Good evening, princess. I thought we would celebrate."
Without allowing Bulma the time to reject him, he grabbed her and forcibly kissed her. She smacked him as hard as she could and pushed him away.
"What are you doing?" Bulma nearly shrieked.
"Oh, so you'll kiss the dying monkey, but you won't kiss you fiancé," Zarbon mused. "I'm sure your father would love to hear that you've been conspiring against him with those fools. But before I tell him that, there's something I'd like to do. Maybe I should finish what that newbie had started two years ago." Bulma paled. "You are, after all, just a monkey."
Bulma tried to escape the room, but Zarbon was blocking her only exit. He managed to catch her and pin her down to her bed. He placed rough, open-mouthed kisses on her neck that Bulma thought he was going to rip her skin off.
"Please…stop," she pleaded.
"Not going to happen," Zarbon replied darkly glaring daggers at the woman underneath him. "You betrayed Lord Frieza, and this will be your punishment. Just like your little monkey prince."
Tears were streaming down Bulma's face. She was trying with all her power to fight back, but Zarbon was using his full strength and to her dismay, he was stronger than her.
"You should try to relax, princess," he advised bitterly. "It will be more painful for you if you're tense."
"Stop!" Bulma exclaimed earning her a slap to the face.
"Shut up before you wake up the entire ship, you little bitch," Zarbon hissed.
"You all lied to me," Bulma said weakly. "How could you?"
Zarbon smirked. The girl must have thought he was going to kill her when he was done with her, hoping for answers to her supposed final question. No, if anyone was going to kill her, it would be Lord Frieza once he learned of her betrayal, a fitting punishment for someone who loved the killer as a father. As he ripped off her dress, he said, "You were a means to an end. Lord Frieza was going to use you to bring down the rest of those monkey fools. He started to see you as his own daughter, though, and decided to keep you alive. You were never meant to find out about it, and if you hadn't you would be safe right now. Now here we are. May I say before I take you that you look quite lovely, except for the tail, that is, but we can get around that."
He grabbed Bulma's tail aggressively and caused her to cry out in pain. "Don't…" she cried desperately while trying to get away from him.
He smirked at the pain he was causing the traitor and tied her tail to the bedpost before pushing it into the wood to stop her from squirming. Ignoring Bulma's sobs, he went back to kissing and biting her body.
Someone, please help me, she pleaded in her head waiting for Zarbon to make his move.
Before she knew it, someone burst into her room and pulled Zarbon off of her. She couldn't see through her tears and blurring vision, but she felt someone untie her tail from the bedpost.
"Raditz, get her to the healing chamber," Nappa ordered.
"Wait, cover her tail up at least," she heard Vegeta's voice say. Had he already healed? The antidote must have worked really well.
"Yes, Prince Vegeta," Raditz said grabbing a pair of her training slacks and getting them on her to hide her tail.
Nappa covered Raditz in getting to medical bay. They saw a flash of light and heard a desperate cry from Bulma's room before Zarbon's energy completely disappeared. At least they knew he would not be hurting anyone ever again.
A/N: And I was finally able to upload the chapter. Fifth times the charm XD
(Edited on 2/3/2013)