DBZ X-Readers, Vol. 2

Yandere!Frieza x Reader Pt. 1 'Encounter Kamikaze'

Your eyes were burning as your ki flared and you sent a blast at your opponents. They were weaklings, all of them, every last one, and really, you were doing them a favor.

"Come on, can't any of you do any better than that?!" You laughed--but were cut short when you took a ki blast of your own to the back. It enraged and delighted more than hurt, though, and you turned with a wide grin to face the one who'd shot it at you. "Oh, don't worry, I didn't forget you!"

A mad laugh broke from your lips and you flew closer, snapping his neck like a twig and blasting his surrounding friends before they could even react.

The scent of blood assaulted your nose like a tidal wave of liquid copper, and you tore through another wave of soldiers, getting blasted with a fair amount of it.

The rush...the heat of battle...you were gloriously, homicidally bathing in it, reveling in every wave of opponents felled.

But all too soon, the joy ended...it always had to. You took a deep breath as the last man fell, and spent a few minutes scanning the immediate area with your scouter.

Nothing. The rest of your elite squadmates were still working.

"Figures," you muttered, "Right when I was starting to enjoy myself, too..."

Sighing, you headed back to your pod to wait, and a few minutes later the rest of your squad was back as well.

"Done before the rest of us as always, huh (y/n)?"

"You know I always am," you grinned.

"Geez, (y/n)," another one said, "You give me the creeps when you do that, cut it out."

"When I do what?" you asked.

"You've got blood all over your face," he said, "You look insane."

"Stop being a pussy." You laughed, "What's wrong with you, haven't you seen anyone enjoy themselves before?"

"I'm heading back," he replied, "You and Cress can do whatever the hell you want, we're leaving."

You watched as he and most of the rest of the squad got into their pods and headed off.

"Bit of a smartass, isn't he? You should've knocked him out," you heard Cress's voice behind you and turned to face the burly elite with a smirk on your face.

"I don't feel like getting chewed out for it later."

"So the only question now..." he said, advancing, "Is now, or later?"

"Why not both?" you asked, leaning back against your pod, "Unless you aren't up for it."

He smirked, and leaned in close, "I'm more than up for it."

You were pinned against the side of the pod for the next half-hour, covered in blood and sweat, rolling in lust, and you were loving it.

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A few days passed. You were planetside again and had spent most of the afternoon recuperating from the post-mission wine fueled bar-crawl. A few third classers had gotten uppity the night before and you'd had a bit of fun with Cress smacking them back down into place, and then fighting off their friends who'd taken offense...ah, what a wonderful life you had, you thought, grinning as you took your morning shower and headed off towards the throne room afterwards.

Your brother probably had something or the other to say about the mission and you wanted to get it over with as soon as possible. Either way you wanted to remind him of your presence; the more often you appeared the more missions you got sent on. Whether it was because you annoyed him or not, you didn't care, it ended the same way, with you getting something else to do that would take you off the planet.

Today was different, however. The guards tried to say that King Vegeta had received a visitor, that you should probably wait a few minutes, but you dismissed their concerns and barged right on in.

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*Frieza's POV*

She threw open the doors like she owned the place, and I looked up to see who had dared to enter during my little discussion with the King.

Our eyes met--impudent monkey, she smirked at me!--and she said, "You must be the Lord Frieza I've heard so much about, it's no wonder the guards tried to--"

"(Y/n)!" King Vegeta said, "They were there for a reason. You cannot just walk in here whenever you please, especially not right now! Get out, now, we'll discuss whatever it is you came in here for later."

"Right," (y/n) replied, giving a little half bow before heading for the door. She looked back at me again as she went out it, and closed the door after her.

"Well," I said, turning back to King Vegeta, "She was certainly..."

"My apologies, Lord Frieza," came the hurried explanation.

"I don't believe I've met her before. She certainly seems to prance about as if she owns it. Not your Queen, I hope?"

"Oh no, no. (Y/n) is my younger sister, and...is a bit of a wild child, but a very capable warrior. She's the one responsible for bringing in planets 78 and 92 for you."

"Hasn't learned yet how not to disrupt her betters. Such a shame."

"I'm very sorry about--"

"No need to apologize," I said absently, waving one hand, "I'm sure someone will be able to teach her some manners."