Saiyan Love

Friends

"Lord Frieza! I have major news!" Zarbon huffed. "It's about the Prince. He was seen sparing with this girl a few days ago."

Frieza turned around with crossed arms to face Zarbon. "Do you want to give him a ribbon for defeating a girl? Zarbon, if you have nothing of relevance to say then I suggest keeping your mouth shut."

"My lord, it's the girl. Her power level was said to be tremendous for someone her age."

"Calm down, Zarbon. She's a 12 year old monkey. I can destroy her with my little finger." Frieza cackled waving around his finger.

"Yes, my lord, she's just a 12 year old monkey but she's a twelve year old monkey with a power level of over 3,000." Frieza's eyes shot open. "Ot that's at least what I was told. I heard the scouters picked up a read more than that when she charged up her final attack. These Saiyan's are getting stronger and at this rate they could ascend to the Legendary Super Saiyan."

"Shut it, Zarbon! No one is turning into a super monkey under my watch."

Zarbon gulped, "If I may make a suggestion, it would be very prudent to wipe the entire race out of existence before try become more threatening."

A sadistic smile grew upon Frieza's face, "You just gave me a magnificent idea."
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"Hey Vegeta, What are you doin?" a familiar female voice asked. Vegeta turned around to see that it was Rajeshwari. He scoffed, clearly not wanting to be bothered. "Gee, who pulled on your tail?"

"I'm not in the mood." Raje stood beside him, staring out the large windows he was looking out of. "I'm just going to watch some of the low-level babies get launches into space."

"Can I join?"

"No." he answered bluntly.

"Well I will anyways." she smiled, sitting criss-cross on the tiled floor.

What is wrong with this girl? She clearly has no respect for me, so why am I allowing her to do what she wants. I am the prince of a Saiyan's! And will not let a foolish girl make a mockery out of me!

Vegeta was yanked from his thoughts when Raje was waving her small hands back and forth in front of his face. "Hello? Did you hear a word I said or were you ignoring me?" The prince gave her a confused look, Raje gave herself a far palm. "I asked where is The King?"

"He's in a wry important meeting." Vegeta answered.

"If it's such an important meeting then why aren't you there too? You are, Vegeta the Prince of all Saiyans!" She yelled, in a silly deep voice, clearly mocking Nappa when he got mad at her for calling Vegeta a clown. The prince chuckled finding her imitation quite amusing.

"He said it's none of my business. I believe he doesn't want me around cuz he fears that I'd mess something up. Whatever something is. Nobody informs me about anything. They treat me as if I'm some brainless chill who can't put on his own armor." He ranted, plopping on the floor sitting beside Raje.

"Wow. The struggles of being a prince." she chuckled, "I don't know my father. He was sent to purge this planet when I was born and was killed during the mission. My mom told me he was the strongest warrior in his group, but I guess all great warriors meet their end."

Vegeta groaned, "If only it was Nappa."

"Speaking of General Baldy, where's he at?"

"I sent him to fetch me a grape flavored Saiyan Slurpee.'

Raje tilted her head, "Never heard of it."

"Of course not. I made it up." the two bursted out laughing, "One of these days Nappa will die and I'll be laughing."