DBZ X-Readers, Vol. 2

Yandere!Frieza x Reader Pt. 7 'Cutting the Top Knot'

To say that Frieza had injured you would be a complete understatement. It was correct, of course, just like how saying that he neutralized the threat when clearing a planet was correct in the technical sense. It only barely met the requirements by the skin of its teeth.

...everything was absolute agony...

That smirk, and the pain, were all you could seem to focus on at the moment.

Quicker than you could even notice, he had dislocated one of your shoulders and afterwards, you weren't sure; it was kind of blurry after that. You weren't even really quite sure how or when he'd managed to get your clothes off, which you'd only realized when he'd then...

...then...

...ow...

"I asked you a question, (y/n)," Frieza whispered like a sweet nothing. He was standing and holding you tightly to his chest, which only aggravated the dislocation more as one of the points he was holding you at was your back, right on the shoulder blade.

You cringed, forcing back the urge to react outwardly to the agony clamoring for your attention. "I don't..."

"You don't what...?" he half-whispered it and let a nail travel down your bare back and to the place where your tail joined your body. "Don't understand?"

"No," you forced out, "It was...only one month...that was just a fling, it was nothing, it doesn't mean anything..." Why didn't he seem to get that? Did they not have flings where he was from, or something?

"Oh, but it does mean something, my dear." The smirk on his face deepened and spread wider, as his nails dug into the skin around your tail. It was a different kind of hurt--instead of pain, your whole body seemed to grow numb. "It, perhaps, might not have seemed like very long to you, but it was more than enough to convince me. Did you think that I would take you to bed so lightly, without the intention of keeping you? Did you think that because you were a monkey, I would have no interest in doing so?"

"I thought that..." You took a deep breath as his nails dug deeper. Whether he was drawing blood or not, you couldn't tell. It was as if you were dead from the waist down--the weight was there, but all sensation was lost.

"You thought that I would merely take advantage of the month, and then leave you to your own devices."

"Put...put me down." You tried your best to sound, well...strong, but you could feel his laughter before you heard it.

"And what good would that do you?"

"Put me down, you..."

"Are you sure you want to finish that sentence?"

"...you bastard."

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*King Vegeta's POV*

The morning was a time of anxiety--I was attempting to wrap up some last minute things for Lord Frieza. Thankfully, the work he had requested to be done had been completed overnight, so there would be good news on that head, but still, there were quite a few other things to take care of and by the time I managed to get breakfast, I was mentally worn out. Ha, if any of these elites think they can really handle the things I have to go through on a daily basis, they're welcome to try. You'd think that rank would give you what you want, more time to fight, to train, to get stronger, but really, there's far more to it than that.

As I was getting up, one of the palace servants rushed into the room. "My apologies, sire, but--"

"What, is Lord Frieza here again?"

"No, no, it's not that. It's your sister."

"What did she do now?" I sighed and my face hit my palm in record speed.

"Well, she's...she's refusing to leave her room, sire," he said, bowing quickly, "And if it were only that, we'd handle it on our own, but she's asking for you. She says it's urgent."

"What is so important that she just has to interrupt--"

"She..." the servant lowered his voice, "She said she needed her brother."

That got my attention, immediately. Not that she needed my rank to get her out of any trouble, but that she needed her brother to see her. What had happened?

"Thank you for telling me. You can go." I waved him off and then marched down the hallway, mind racing. Refusing to leave her room, and wanting to see me. Something had to have happened to her, but the question is, what?

I reached her door and knocked.

"G-go away."

(Y/n)'s voice...that wasn't like it at all. That voice was choked up, it was miserable, it was everything that was the opposite of my firecracker of a younger sister.

"It's me, (y/n)," I said. "I'm coming in."

There was a shuffling noise and when I looked in--at first, she seemed normal. She wasn't wearing her armor for the day yet, but she had the underarmor suit on. Yet...she was sitting on the edge of her bed, bundled up in her bedsheets.

"S...sorry..."

"(Y/n)?" I asked, stepping forward and shutting the door behind me, "What happened? Why, exactly, are you refusing to leave? And why is it you need to see me so badly?"

She tried to speak, but failed, and finally, pushed the bedsheets aside with shaking hands and brought out...

Oh, gods.

Her tail.

Her bloody, broken, detached tail.