DBZ X-Readers

Frieza x Reader Pt. 12 'Righteous Anger'

"What did you name him?"

Funnily enough, it had never occurred to you to actually name the child before his birth. You had a few in mind, of course, it was just that...well...

"Algid."

You looked down as little Algid opened his eyes again, and yawned before starting to mewl.

"Is he hungry?" Kuriza asked, peeking curiously.

"Speaking...speaking of which," you said, "How does he...I mean, would I be able to, or...?"

"There are certain...supplements he will have to take, but other than that, you should be able to. You've been given a sufficient amount of intravenous nutrition, so anything you give him will not be lacking." Frieza looked away, and inwardly you found yourself laughing. Was he that embarrassed? It was nothing he hadn't seen before. Or was it that he hadn't known what they were for?

"What are you talking about?" Kuriza asked.

"We're talking about what to feed him. Could you turn away for a minute? Look out the window for me, tell me what you see."

Kuriza rushed over to the window to do just that.

Awkwardly, you undid the next few buttons of the hospital gown. This all felt so strange, so, for lack of a better word, alien, but at the same time you felt comforted. You knew what to do. You knew.

Though you had to admit breastfeeding came with one of the weirdest sensations you'd ever had. First there was pain, and then there was tingling, and then an odd sense of euphoria.

Frieza was pointedly not watching. Kuriza, meanwhile, had climbed back onto the bed and was staring wide-eyed. "That's what they're for!" He said it like he'd just figured out something incredible, and was proud of himself for having done so.

"It's not polite to stare," Frieza said quickly.

"He's only curious."

"Can he breathe?" Kuriza asked.

"Yes," You said, nodding.

It went on for a little while and as Algid was finishing up, Frieza sent Kuriza off with the same minion you'd seen last time. You wondered why he hadn't simply killed the man for falling asleep and letting Kuriza run off like he had, but then you figured, it would be hard to explain a rotating set of caretakers to the young one. Probably best to just threaten the guy--no doubt he would NOT make the same mistake again.

"What happens now?" you asked, once you'd burped Algid. "Considering...everything. I'm not making any complaints, I just want to know what I'm supposed to be doing."

"Exactly what you're doing now," Frieza replied. "Kuriza tells me that you protected him, but he didn't seem to have the words to say more. Why did he need protecting? I saw that he had a slight injury, I just thought that it was that he'd gotten caught in the middle."

"Yes," you replied quickly, "Your father's soldiers...well, obviously they were there for me, but...a shot grazed him, and I tried to keep him close and run. They ended up agreeing to kill him too in order to avoid having witnesses."

"They were going to kill my son to cover their tracks?"

"Yes."

"I did...question one of them, but I didn't get that much out of him. You've been...useful. To think that he would go so far as to order my son dead..." Frieza's eyes narrowed. "I think my brother and I have a few things to discuss with him regarding the succession."

"Pardon...pardon me for asking, but...but, um...isn't he the elder?"

Frieza laughed. "He never wanted to be King, he enjoys his work too much for that. I, on the other hand...I have no such hang-ups."

"You never told me what I was to do, exactly," you said quietly, after a period of silence.

"As I said, what you are doing now. Take care of Algid, and...indulge Kuriza's desires for a mother."

"I'm...I'm flattered that you..."

"It saves me a world of trouble," he said, waving one hand absently, "Think nothing of it. In any case, it's best that he have a mother who acts in his best interests, instead of...avoiding her child as often as she can because she would rather social-climb."

"Thank you."

"Don't thank me just yet," he said, planting a brief kiss on your forehead. "You haven't even begun to repay me for these kindnesses."

"I see," you replied, blushing. That was, oddly, one thing you liked about him. That...hunger, as it were. And knowing that you could satisfy it.

It wasn't until he left that you realized there was a warm feeling stealing over you. This wasn't a life that you had chosen, exactly, but you were happy enough in it. You...you could see yourself going on like this.

And having a family, even if it was an unconventional one...

You loved it.

Maybe even him, too.

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*Frieza's POV*

It's sad, really. I am not considered the kindest person in the PTO, and yet I am still regarded as much more the family man than he was. He considers such behavior abnormal...and is no doubt jealous of the relationship I have with Kuriza, who is always happy to see me. If I can help it, Algid will feel the same way. Neither of my sons are going to have to wonder why their papa doesn't love them. Why he doesn't visit. Why he never has time for anyone but himself.

Father's crossed a line, and if there's one thing I can't tolerate, it's treachery.

Especially if it's from him.