It wasn't normal for me to give up on *anything* this easily, that was for sure. But when you are as hopeless as I am, then you understand that a person will do anything for the person they love. If I had stayed, Vegeta would surely get in some sort of trouble being friends with me, so I did the best thing for *him*. But this all came with benefits for me, too, don't get me wrong. I got a job on the most prosperous ship in the universe, Lord Frieza's himselves! What more could I ask for? Nothing much, that was for sure. I was treated like a princess here. Then why did I miss him so?

My thoughts were interupted by a voice. Frieza's voice, from beside me.

"How are you faring, my Lady?" He asked, like a perfectly normal person. I didn't see why everyone was so scared of him, he was perfectly civil to me.

I nodded and smiled. "Of course, Lord Frieza, just...adjusting," I said, and looked back out the window of the large ship. Until my rooms were ready, I was to stay in the main control center, where I could be watched, for not all of the servants and warriors were nice.

"Worrying about the young King, no doubt. I can see it in your eyes," He guessed, smirking like an all-knowing father. Something he definitly wasn't.

"Well, I feel bad for leaving him like this. He didn't deserve me leaving without a proper goodbye. I don't think a kiss counts," I said, and I blushed when I realized just what had slipped off my wagging tongue.

"Ah...I see this all clearly now. Well, a kiss...may not count," He said, and chuckled to himself. "But I would kill to see the look on his face..." I was sure he would!

I smiled boldly. "It wasn't the first time I had done it."

He looked at me sharply. "You are dancing with the devil doing such a thing, Vegeta may be nice to you, but he is dangerous, one of the most feared people in the universe, now," He warned, looking me in the eye.

I could say the same about *him*, with what I heard of him so far. "Well, my Lord, you cannot judge a person by what everyone says they are like. If we all did that, I would be dead right now," I said quietly, and felt the old pain coming back. I didn't reflect on my past often, it hurt too much.

"I would be feared by everyone, even my very own men, or at least to the point of total rebellion," Frieza pointed out coldly, shaking his head.

"People suck, I have learned that all too well," I observed, looking back out the window.

Frieza laughed evilly, scaring me a little. "No, Bulma, *royalty* sucks."

~*~

I stood up reluctantly. My rooms were ready. My butt was so sore from sitting on the hard chair that I could barely go anywhere very fast. I winced as I got up and followed the nervous guard. I was finding that all the guards and warriors got nervous whenever Frieza was in the same room.

The guard, who was a Saiyan, led me through a large maze of rooms and halls, until we got to a long hall near the center of the ship. He opened the door for me and nodded as I went past him. I smiled back, grateful for some help of any kind.

I looked around the room, which was really a set of rooms, sort of like a suite, really. This first room was a sitting room, with two couches, a loveseat, and some chairs around a coffee table. There were large windows on the far side of the room, and blue velvet curtains covered half of them. A small bookshelf was in one corner, next to the windows, full. There was a small chandelier hanging from the ceiling, shining delicately.

The next room was obviously a sleeping chamber, containing one large bed, with maroon sheets. There was a vanity table with a large mirror in one corner, and one medium window above my bed. The ceiling was high, and candles were all around, lighting the room dimly.

The last room was a bathroom, with a shower and a tub, and also a large dresser with clothes in it. *Expensive* looking clothes, I observed. In the drawers below the sinks was some makeup, all of it that couldn't fit in the vanity, anyway. There were no windows in here.

I smiled. It looked like things would eventually run smoothely in my life. I just wished that Vegeta were here. . . I felt instantly saddened, both at leaving him, and my rather forward way of saying goodbye. I tried to push it all out of my mind, but I had yet to cry about it, so I flung myself down on the soft bed and cried.

~*~

The morning came like a hit to the stomach. I shot up and looked around me. I didn't realize where I was until I looked at vanity table across from the bed. I sighed and rubbed my forehead tiredly. This was going to be a long day, considering the hangover I had.

I made myself get up and get dressed. It was a struggle to even stay up! I decided that a cool shower would *have* to wake me up, so I turned on the water and let it slide down my body, relaxing instantly. The last couple days had been way to hectic for me. I stayed in the shower for a half an hour before getting out reluctantly. The last thing we all needed was a water shortage!

I wrapped a navy towel around me and went to pick out my clothes. I had no idea what was to be done today, so I decided to pick something casual, a little less showy than usual, in case I had to do some work or something.

I ended up with a red plaid skirt, knee highs, and a black button down shirt. I hadn't dressed like this ever since I had to wear uniforms back on Vegetasei. A question popped into my mind right then. Where exactly were we headed? To do what?

I pulled up my hair into a ponytail and sat down in the large sitting room. What was I going to do? Surely not sit around all day! I sighed and made a decision. I would go and ask Frieza the two main questions on my mind.

I padded over to the door and paused before opening it. What if I got lost? Oh, well, I could just ask a guard or something for directions. I walked down the long hall, going in the direction I guessed to be the one the guard had led me down to get here.

I was right. The control center doors loomed before me darkly, as if waiting for me to make my decision. I took a deep breath and walked in with my head held high. I could do this, I knew!

Some warriors looked up and then went back to their duties. Other's eyes lingered on my outfit, until I shot them dirty looks. I walked over to Frieza, who was looking out a wall made of clear glass, used as a lookout, or a window. I stepped up behind him and waited for a response.

He saw my reflection on the glass and turned around pleasantly.

"My dear, so nice of you to join us. I am surprised that you made it here without any seemingly obvious problems," He said, and smirked.

"Yes, well, I am used to making it on my own, sir. But I came to ask you some questions, if you don't mind," I evenly said.

"Of course! What is it that you would like to ask?" Frieza asked, and gestured towards two chairs, near the far side of the window. I smiled graciously and sat down as he did.

"Well, first of all, where are we headed?" I asked, looking him bravely in the eyes. The last thing I needed was for him to think me a coward.

"I think you might be happy about it, rather happy indeed. We are headed to Earth, the location where King Vegeta, the former, had taken you, the old location of Capsule Corporations. I have heard of some plans being left behind, and stored by the city mayor. Once these are aquired, you can help my team of scientists with your past knowledge," Frieza explained, smirking the whole way through, as if he knew he would succeed already.

"Oh, good. . . Goku. . . " I mumbled, not meaning for him to hear.

He obviously did, and I guessed his hearing was as good as a Saiyan's.

"Goku. . . ? Who is that?" He asked eagerly, for what reason he needed to know this was lost to me.

"My best friend, really. He was taken with me. You might know him as Kakkarott." I explained, smiling, at least, until I remembered something Vegeta had said about Frieza. I put a hand to my mouth.

"Ahhh, my much-heard of runaway. I should have known about this!" He cheered, getting up. "He will be mine again, thanks to you, my dear!"

I winced. "But you really don't *have* to take him! I mean, there are many Saiyans more powerful than *him*!" I protested, rather desperately. The more I thought about it, the more I was beginning to despise Frieza. Why hadn't I remembered this before I took up with Frieza?! I was just too blinded by my desperate emotions. I mentally kicked myself, hard.

"Yes, I do have to take him. No one escapes the mighty Frieza!" He said coldy, and let loose an evil laugh. I scowled and stood up.

"I. . . have to go." I lamely said. "That is all I wanted to ask you."

"Not so fast, my dear, I am not finished with you." Frieza said, and smirked terribly.

I stopped in my tracks, trapped.

~*~

So what did you all think?? I thought throwing that little slip of the tongue there in the end was a nice touch, adds more to the story!! I know you all want to see what *Vegeta* is doing, but this *is* a first-person story, and don't worry! I want to write his POV, too! LOL, I didn't know what I was getting myself into. . . anywayz I am rambling now, so please shut me up!!! Mail me PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!! My birthday is Saturday the 20th, so give me a nice lil' present and email or Instant Message me!! Ja ne for now!

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