DBZ X-Readers, Vol. 2

Yandere!Frieza x Reader Pt. 3 'Front of the Retreat'

  Author's Note: Geez, two chapters in one day? I must be on a roll!

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You couldn't say you were satisfied. In fact, you were actually pretty ticked.

A serious pushback had begun on some system at least two weeks' travel away, and Cress's squad was being sent there. It was cutting it awfully close...with all luck, they'd be done quickly. But there was still that doubt in the back of your mind. What if they didn't get back in time? What if...?

You finally told yourself that, whatever happened, it'd be fine. Who knew, he would probably have gotten involved with one of the girls on his new squad by that time anyway. It'd probably be best, you thought, to start looking for someone now.

But you found yourself waiting, even as December began to pass.

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*Frieza's POV*

"Now, with Section R being taken care of by Squadrons seven and eight...oh, yes, there's nine to think about, isn't there? I have a special set of instructions for this one, so pay attention."

"Yes, Lord Frieza." The minion nodded and clicked 'Squad 9' before awaiting further orders.

"When they receive signal alpha, that will be their notice to regroup with Squadrons 10 and 11. Be sure that they all receive this signal--except for Cress."

"Of course, Lord Frieza." Privately, the minion wondered what this monkey had done to upset his master, but it didn't matter in the end. Well, this guy's ass is grass... was the only other thought he bothered to spare the issue.

I turned away, satisfied. It was so easy, the start of this plan. No one will be the wiser, and quite soon...

These monkies may be vulgar, but they have their uses...it'll be nice to have one of my own at the ready.

I'll just have to be sure to...make an impression.

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*Your POV*

You'd gotten the message that Cress had arrived and that it was pretty tough work, nothing they couldn't handle, though. An update or two had come a day or so later, but then...nothing.

It was making you worry. It wasn't that you loved him or anything, it was just...you had gotten used to having him around. He was actually pretty tolerable and you liked a lot of the same things. And you liked each other's company as often as you could get it. Last July...oh, that had been quite a trip.

You'd had jobs of your own to do, of course, and you had done them, but it seemed like you were constantly checking your messages. When was he going to be back? Aside from any amiable feelings, this was definitely not the right time for him to...

Feh. It didn't matter.

Everything would be fine.

There was no need to worry.

You were given a mission which ended on the 28th, and as soon as you were finished starting checking through your messages. Nothing. Sighing, you got into your pod, and wondered if he'd managed to get tangled up with one of the girls in his new squad. That was always a possibility, and it wasn't like you hadn't expected something like that to happen, it was just that you had hoped that it wouldn't happen quite so soon. What kind of a prick would just up and abandon you this close to January? Oh, right, it would probably be because of one of those irritating new squadmates.

The irritability was starting, and you could only imagine how much worse it was going to get after the first of the year. Irritability, sensitivity of the tail area, and a libido that would rapidly climb to triple the norm.

Gods, you hoped Cress would be waiting for you when you got back.

You nearly blasted the saiyan at the landing platform when you didn't see him there, and stormed past him, eyes burning. This was not funny. What the hell was Cress thinking? What was going on in that simple little head of his that he couldn't at least say, "Hey, I found some other chick to spend the season with, sucks to be you"?

You were stopped by another passing saiyan halfway down the hall.

"Hey, I just heard the news. I'm sorry about it, bad timing, huh?"

"What do you mean, bad timing?" you snapped.

"What, haven't you heard?"

"Heard what?"

"Cress got blasted to bits on that last mission of his!"

FUCK.

It was the only word you could think, but after a great effort you took a deep breath and said, "Well that's a big pile of fuck-this-shit..."

"I'm sure you can find someone in the next few days. You aren't the only one scrambling to find somebody last minute, I'm sure you'll be fine."

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29th, 30th, 31st...

No one. You'd found no one available, though a few of the more smug women at court had told you that Lery was still available. That idea, of course, had been immediately rejected. No way in hell were you that desperate, not even if it meant having no one for the whole rest of the month. Pride was one thing, but he took it to an extreme that even your brother didn't reach.

The first arrived.

  You got your supply of suppressant pills, and as stupid as it felt to be taking them--what was the point? They didn't even do that much to curb desire--you were still grateful that they were available. You felt better as you approached the palace bath-house, and were told that the female section of it was currently empty.

Good.

You sat chest deep in the water and bathed, trying to relax, trying to soothe away that nagging burn, but it stuck right with you.

Oh, well, it wasn't like anyone would get upset if you--

You sat bolt upright when you heard a voice.

"So my supposition was correct. The womens' baths are nicer..."

You glanced back.

Oh no.

Oh no, no, no.