Raditz x OC

Chapter 4

   Raditz opened the door to a sizable suite. Nappa was laying on the couch resting his eyes for a bit.
    "Home sweet home on this planet." Raditz presented the room with little enthusiasm to Marcella.
     "Wow it's much bigger than the suites I'm used to! How many bedrooms?" Marcella ask getting excited.
      "Only two little lady." Nappa groaned and sat up. Marcella got less excited.
      "Oh, I will just sleep on the couch." She added quickly.
     "From the way I saw you two looking at each other I figured you would be sharing a room." Nappa said raising an eyebrow. Marcella glanced at Raditz who was suddenly very interested in the wall on the other side of the room. Marcella blushed and sighed. "Well it's non of my business." Nappa held his hands up in surrender. Raditz was always one to say what he was thinking, Nappa hadn't seen him so quiet before.
      "Thank you for accepting me into your unit." Marcella said shyly. Her throat felt tight and sore. She had almost forgotten she was strangled earlier.
       "He's not the one excepting you. Prince Vegeta is the one who calls the shots around here." Raditz stated sitting on the couch. He looked at Marcella sternly. It gave her chills. Good and bad chills. Marcella folded her arms across her chest.
       "I'm glad to see some loyalty Raditz." Vegeta stepped into the living room from what Marcella assumed was a bedroom. "And here I thought this new woman would make you cocky."
      "Prince Vegeta I want to thank you so much for letting me join your unit. I won't disappoint you." Marcella bowed her head.
      "And you're not as cocky as you were last night. Is it because Frieza almost snapped your neck? Or is it because your admirer is giving you the cold shoulder?" Vegeta smirked. He was going to be the biggest ass hole he could be. She rejected the Prince. She's lucky he's even speaking to her.
        "Look Vegeta I want to be in this unit, but that doesn't mean you need to be involved in my personal life. What ever Raditz and I are it's for us to know and that's it." Marcella puffed her chest in anger.
         "I thought we were just friends Marcella." Raditz stated plainly and winked.
          "Why you little-" Marcella approached Raditz faster than he expected. Suddenly she was pulled back by Nappa.
            "Woah there woman!" Nappa laughed amused by her fire. Raditz began to laugh hysterically. Marcella was trying to get out of the large man's grip and failed. "Alright calm down now! I got something for ya." Nappa reluctantly released her shoulders.
           "For me?" She blinked curiously. Raditz scoffed in the background which earned a glare from Marcella over her shoulder. He wasn't going to let this go. These three saiyans were about to make her miserable.
         "In the room back there. It's from Nappa and I." The prince pointed to the medium size door.
         "You guys aren't going to jump me or anything?" Marcella asked touching her throat gently. Raditz was interested in what these two block heads got his woman. Raditz closed his eyes he was getting a headache. He would die before he let those two touch her.
        "Just go in and find out woman." Vegeta yelled.
       Reluctantly Marcella went into the room. The door closing behind her.

   "Alright what the hell happened with you two? You break up already?" Nappa elbowed Raditz.
    "Shut up." Raditz snarled annoyed.
   "Come on I know Saiyan woman compared to you two youngsters!" Nappa roared slapping his leg in amusement.
    "You're joking, only a fool would be with you Nappa." Vegeta scoffed.
     "No one could say no to a Commander." Nappa grinned triumphantly.
      "Except Marcella." Raditz mentioned quietly.
  "As far as I'm concerned she rejected you too!" Nappa got in Raditz's face.
      
       "Is this really what I'm supposed to wear?" Marcella asked from the bedroom.
        "Yes now come out woman." Vegeta groaned.

   As she exited all eyes were on her. Her busted up gear was now replaced with shiny new gear. A breastplate and shoulder armor accented her body perfectly. Her muscular legs nice and exposed for everyone to see.
     Raditz nearly popped his eyes out of his sockets. She was beautiful before but this armor, made her seem like a goddess. Her tail flicked happily. Her cheeks had pink dusted on them. She felt confident. Especially knowing Raditz was gazing at her intently.
     "What do you think Raditz? Do I look like a warrior?" Marcella asked with a grin.
      "You look like a boss, friend." He hastily moved his head to look towards their kitchen.
       "Thanks." Marcella said becoming frustrated with that oaf again.
      "I have to say Marcella you look ravishing!" Nappa complimented with his best smile.
       "I don't understand why I am wearing this armor now. Was my old armor not sufficient?" Marcella rubbed her arm becoming self conscious. Her tail wrapped around her waist.
      "Gotta fit into the group! You match with Raditz and I!" The largest saiyan explained.
      "Same pants and everything." Marcella giggled.
       "I heard that!" Raditz yelled from inside the fridge.
        "I think you look rather dashing in your panties." Marcella shrugged her shoulders with a mischievous smile.
       Raditz turned beat red. (Bahahahah close to a radish)
        "I couldn't agree more. Like you said we are wearing the same panties doll face." Raditz snapped back.
         "Oh shut up! You're an idiot!" Marcella stomped to the bedroom.
         "Don't lock yourself away we have to get dinner now." Vegeta yelled.
         Marcella quickly popped out of the room. "Okay let's go then!" She grinned.
        "Hell yeah!! Let's get going!!" Nappa grabbed Marcella and drug her away.
  
      The four saiyans walked down the way to the mess hall. Of course there were people staring and murmuring. Shooting nasty glares at the warriors. Vegeta and Nappa led the way while Raditz and Marcella were behind them.
     Entering the crowded area most didn't pay attention to the saiyans. But there was an attractive woman among the princes ranks now. Lingering stares made Marcella's stomach turn. Suddenly very aware that her body was so exposed to the public. They walked up to the person in charge of the food.
     "Ah Vegeta" he said "I'll have your usual sent to your room for three." He quickly typed something into his screen.
     "Actually we have four." Vegeta corrected.
    The man looked and saw the maiden closer to the usual three saiyans. She too had a tail.
    "A saiyan woman? What do ya know?" He tilted his head looking at Marcella. "No problem I'll send another regular saiyan portion meal to your suite. Is that all?"
     "Yes." Vegeta turned and motioned the other three to follow.
    "Thank you!" Marcella smiled and waved to the worker. Raditz chuckled. "What?" She asked glaring at the tall man.
    " 'Thank you'? I just didn't think a saiyan woman like yourself would say thank you to a lowly worker."
     "Well did you forget that you and I are lowly warriors. We are at rock bottom Raditz. The least I could do is say thank you." She stuck her tongue out at him.
     "Very mature Ella." Raditz rolled his eyes trying to hide a smirk.
      "You're not mad at me anymore?" Marcella asked hopeful.
      "Not as mad, still annoyed. But I realized that you're just an all around doofus." Raditz winked.
      "So harsh. This is still my first day!" She pouted.
     "That's what friends do. We slightly bully each other." Raditz flicked his tail. Marcella blushed and looked to her feet as they walked back to their suite. 'Friends' how did she screw up so bad. She doesn't even know how to make amends.