DBZ X-Readers

Frieza x Reader Pt. 10 'Complications'

*Frieza's POV*

"Father, I don't appreciate how you've been meddling in my affairs." I was glaring, but trying to remain civil.

"You do not need to be present at the birth of a bastard," came King Cold's annoyed reply, "Honestly, I don't see what's gotten into you."

"He is still my child. Just because you neglect your children does not mean I intend to do the same."

"I gave you everything a child could possibly have wanted. How can you call that being neglected?"

"Everything...except what I wanted most. Now, if you will excuse me, I have work to do."

I made my goodbyes and ended the call.

The fool doesn't understand. He never has and he never will.

...something about his tone, though...I think it would be best if I made a visit.

Just to be sure.

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*Reader POV*

"Er..." the minion seemed to shift awkwardly.

You looked down at the little face again, and then back up at the minion.

He shrugged, expression shifting to fear. Looked like he was thinking the same thing you were.

It's like trying to do delicate engineering work with no tools, you thought, Gods, if I get this wrong... If he was Frieza's...but, then, what if he wasn't?

"Why would you think I was mommy?"

There was a pause, and he looked a bit sad.

"Oh--" Okay, you needed to act fast. If you got in trouble for it, fine, but from what the others had said, doing nothing and letting him be unhappy would cause more of it than you would attempting to fix this little issue. Funny, you never thought comforting a child would be so necessary for your survival. Shaking just a bit, you picked him up and placed him on your (rather small) lap. "Don't look so sad. What's your name?"

He looked up, still clutching the plush toy. "K'riza."

"Kuriza," the minion corrected.

Well, that sealed it.

"Ognam said no mommy."

"You don't believe him, do you?"

Kuriza shook his head. "Everyone has mommy. Book says so."

"Oh, so you're looking for your mama?"

He nodded vigorously, and you smiled a bit weakly. Poor thing. It was going to be hard for anyone to explain the nature of his people to him. In particular that no, he really did not have a mother. You could only guess that Frieza was delaying this particular bit of news.

"Well," you said, on seeing the minion making a "hurry up" motion, "Whoever she is, she is very lucky to have had you. I bet she loves you."

You didn't know what else to say, really. But you were rewarded with a smile as the minion picked up Kuriza and left.

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"Alright...he's doing good," The doctor glanced over the ultrasound screen that you were watching with him, and had just gotten done pointing out the child's visible features to you. His feet appeared to be like yours, but aside from that his genetics appeared to heavily favor his other half.

"Is there anything I should worry about?" you asked.

"Well," he said, "Aside from the warnings I've given you in the past, no. Just try to stay as calm and relaxed as possible."

"Alright," you said quietly, "Guess I'll be on my way, then."

You left, shifting awkwardly. It had been another couple weeks; Frieza had visited once or twice, and you were...settling, it seemed. But something kept you on edge. You weren't sure what it was, but since his last visit you got the idea that the other changelings were increasingly uncomfortable around you--and you had no idea why!

You were just about to head back to your room for a nap when you felt a tugging on the back of your pants. You looked back to see...

"Hi!"

Kuriza again. Still holding that odd plush toy.

"Hello, little one. It's nice to see you again."

He stared at you in silence until you spoke again.

"Did you have a question?"

"No," he said, "I wanted to be near you."

"Why?"

"Bad."

He gave no other context, and you looked around for the minion that was with him the last time--he wasn't there.

"Where is--?"

"Fell asleep reading to me." Kuriza laughed and took your hand. "Can you read to me?"

"Sure, I can do that." You smiled down at him, and got the same in response. "We'll have to go to the library though, I don't have any books good for kids."

"Okay."

You walked quietly, and despite how happy he seemed, you were still worried. But you comforted yourself with the knowledge that Kuriza would at least carry a good report to his father...and that had to count for something.

You chose a book of children's fairytales and sat down with him in one corner, and just as you were about to draw another chair up for him, Kuriza took a seat in your lap and curled up next to you.

You read quietly for a couple hours and were about to close the book when you heard footsteps behind you.

Kuriza clenched one of your fingers.

You looked back to see the minion...and four or five elite soldiers. They could see you, but not Kuriza, who had ducked down--scared of the sudden intrusion.

"His highness the king sends his regards," said one, drawing up one arm and charging a blast from the cannon strapped to it.