Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or the characters

Animefreak653: Thanks, glad you liked it and yes, Goku will be in the story. Just not yet. And there's the possibility of a sequel because I hate it when the stories end XD Plus I have ideas for it :D Random physics induced ideas since that class is the only place I get these things done.

"What the hell is going on in here?" Frieza shouted when he entered the medical bay. His scouter had gone off when Vegeta had unleashed his energy, and he had found Zarbon dead in his daughter's room and her dress ripped to shreds on the ground. When he entered the medical bay he found all three Saiyans, including a fully healed Vegeta, standing by a healing chamber where his daughter was. They looked over to him but said nothing. "You will tell me what happened!"

Vegeta stood up. "I was feeling better," he stated ignoring the shocked look on Frieza's face. "I went to go tell Bulma since she had been with me when I fell ill." Even though Nappa and Raditz knew that Bulma caused his illness, it was best for Frieza not to know that. "When I got there, I heard her crying from the inside so I broke the door down and found Zarbon trying to take advantage of her. Nappa and Raditz had been with me and followed me there and I ordered them to bring her here. You picked such a wonderful man to marry your daughter."

Frieza could not conceal his rage. Not only was he pissed that the monkey had survived the virus, but now he was pissed that Zarbon had gone after his little princess. And now the accused was dead and he would never know what possessed him to harm his daughter. Frieza would have suspected that one of the monkeys had harmed her, but Vegeta now knew the truth and he would never let that happen.

"You are not to tell her what we spoke of," Frieza said before leaving. Vegeta had been the one to help her last time this had happened and she would probably only feel safest with him when she would wake up whether he liked it or not. Now he had the mess to clean up.

A few hours later, the healing chamber started draining. When the door opened, Bulma opened her eyes and saw Vegeta standing in front of her. Vegeta took a blanket from the cabinet and covered Bulma's body, removed the mask from her face, and lifted her from the chamber.

"Vegeta," she called meekly as more tears fell.

"Sh," he cooed. "Save your strength, princess. You had a rough night."

"Prince Vegeta, do you need anything?" Nappa asked.

"Get some clothes from her room and bring it to mine. I'm sure her father doesn't want her staying in there with the mess."

"Mess?" Bulma inquired.

"Don't worry about that," Vegeta ordered. "Just know that Zarbon won't be hurting you anymore."

Bulma cried harder and buried herself into his chest. "Thank you. Thank you." She had felt so relieved that Vegeta had stopped Zarbon when she could not. She had never felt so helpless before in her life aside from when she couldn't defend herself two years prior or when she saw Vegeta hurt. This was completely new to her. This time she had the ability to defend herself, but couldn't fend her attacker off.

Vegeta clutched her closer to him as she wrapped her arms around her neck. He stroked her wet hair in attempts to comfort her. Zarbon had come far too close to taking her innocence away from her tonight and it was partly his fault for getting her involved with EVERYTHING. He should have just told her she was a Saiyan, maybe train her a little, but not have her steal files and act like a double-agent. This was on him. Frieza and Zarbon would have never known. Thankfully Frieza still had no clue and Zarbon was dead. Now he just had to help Bulma get past this.

Vegeta got to his room and placed Bulma gently on his bed. He covered her sleeping form with another blanket, sat over on the couch, and just watched her sleep. Nappa came in with some of her clothes and reported that Frieza was having the room cleaned, but that he would probably put Bulma in another room. He didn't want the room to bring about bad memories.

"Is there anything else you need, sir?" Nappa asked.

Vegeta shook his head without taking his eyes off Bulma. "That will be all, Nappa. Just…get some rest. These next few weeks are going to be difficult."

Nappa nodded and left Vegeta alone with Bulma. When Bulma started shivering, Vegeta moved over to the bed and held her close to him so she could absorb some of his body heat. He was careful with how he held her as he did not want her to wake up panicked.

"Vegeta," he heard her whisper in her sleep as she clung to him. He responded by kissing her forehead.

Vegeta decided to take the time to think over what had happened. Nappa and Raditz showed up after Bulma gave him the antidote. His strength was returning rapidly. Whatever Bulma had done worked really well and Vegeta felt his power go up once he was fully healed. He discussed some particulars with Nappa and Raditz about what their next move would be when he heard Bulma's voice in his head begging for help. He then rushed off to her room with Nappa and Raditz in tow. He didn't even wait before he blasted down the door. The rage he felt when he saw Zarbon on top of her, well, he couldn't control it. The next thing he knew, he had killed Zarbon. He didn't remember anything in between that.

How did I hear her? Have we already started forming a bond with each other? he asked himself.

At this point, he didn't care. He was just happy he had heard her cry for help. If he had shown up any later…he couldn't even think of it. He just needed to calm his rage before Bulma woke up. He needed to be her rock right now more than ever and he would be whether Frieza liked it or not.

Frieza needed a plan. He needed to find someone else for his daughter to marry. He had promised Vegeta that if he hadn't found a man for her by the time she was eighteen that he would permit Vegeta to marry her. Now that he knew she was a Saiyan, he would be more insistent on the matter. It was obvious to him that even though his daughter didn't trust the Saiyan monkey that she felt safe with him and that could become something more, especially now.

But who to choose? He had trusted Zarbon to be the perfect man for her and then he attempted to rape her. Sure, he didn't know the full story, but under no circumstance should Zarbon have laid a finger on her.

Then he got an idea. Maybe he would let Vegeta marry Bulma or at least think he was being permitted to marry her and then crush his hopes at the last minute. Frieza cracked a grin. He just loved messing with the fallen prince. He sat back on his throne swishing a glass of wine thinking of the best way to implement his plan.

Vegeta woke up to a knock on his door. When he answered it, Dodoria was on the other side. "What do you want?"

"Lord Frieza wishes to speak with you," Dodoria explained. "He said it was important."

Vegeta looked back over to Bulma. He was worried about leaving her alone. "Give me a moment," he requested. Dodoria nodded and Vegeta shut the door in his face. He walked over to Bulma and caressed her face. She stirred a little bit under his touch and cracked her eyes opened.

"Vegeta?"

"I need to go speak with Frieza. He has requested me for the moment. You need to rest. I will be back soon."

Bulma smiled and closed her eyes again and Vegeta left the room.

He followed Dodoria to Frieza's throne room.

"Good morning, Vegeta," Frieza greeted. "I trust you slept well. How is my daughter?"

"She is resting," Vegeta told him. He had to admit, even if he and Frieza hated each other with a burning passion, Frieza did care about Bulma a lot and must have been swallowing a lot of his own pride to be having this casual conversation.

"I am glad you were able to stop Zarbon," Frieza said. That was as close to a "thank you" as Vegeta was ever going to get.

"I am too," he replied calmly.

Frieza stared at the Saiyan for a moment. Neither was attempting to be the first to speak. They were awaiting each other's moves as if they were playing a complicated game of chess. "Vegeta," Frieza finally spoke up, "do you remember what happened two years ago, after than man attacked my daughter?"

Vegeta nodded. "I requested to marry your daughter."

"Yes, and I said that if I hadn't found anyone for her by the time she was eighteen, that you could marry her." Vegeta was shocked. Was Frieza really doing what Vegeta thought he was? "Zarbon was a poor choice and I regret not seeing his behavior sooner. But you…I hate you, Vegeta, but you have saved my daughter not once, but twice. She feels safe with you. I wish to speak to her about the matter before anything is official, but I am granting you permission. You may marry her."

Vegeta kept his face emotionless and nodded. He couldn't let Frieza see how happy he actually was. There had to be a catch, but he didn't care. He had always cared about Bulma and when he found out she was a Saiyan, his desire to be with her grew. This emotion, he didn't really know, but he knew that the word the Ice-jins would place on it is "love." That word was universal even if the Saiyans never used it. Words could not describe how they felt for their mates.

"That will be all, Vegeta," Frieza said dismissing him. "And take care of my daughter or you will have hell to pay."

Vegeta smirked at the Ice-jin. "I will." His sincerity, Frieza noted, was completely genuine. He could only guess on what that meant for the Saiyan and his daughter.

A/N: So, what could Frieza possibly be planning? You'll just have to read and find out ;3 lol

(This chapter was edited on 2/3/2013)