DBZ X-Readers, Vol. 2

Yandere!Frieza x Reader Pt. 10 'Surrogate'

  Author's Note: Okay, this time I really promise not to work on this one until I put a chapter of something else out!

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*King Vegeta's POV*

At first, (y/n) was quick to send messages and request video messaging. Within the first few weeks both I and little Vegeta saw a lot of her. But as time went on...that changed. I saw barely anything of her in July--but that, I expected. I held out hope that she'd gotten somebody else for the season, but inwardly...

I couldn't stop the rumors. Everyone seemed to know that she wasn't exactly doing this by choice, but at the same time...they laughed. They made poor quips about how dangerous it was to fuck lizards, and I just...I wish I could stop them. I wish I could tell them the truth of what she's really doing all this for. I wish I could protect her.

But I can't.

How did they find out? I keep asking myself that. Was it merely that she was a woman, and that they expected this to be the next logical step?

After the fourth month or so she stopped doing the video calls, and after another three the messages stopped altogether. It had me wondering if he'd killed her. It had me angry that he could do something like this.

There are two things you don't mess with when it comes to saiyans. Their tails...and their family.

This bastard Frieza has done both. We're as ready as we're going to be, and if I don't do it now, I don't think I ever will.

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*Your POV*

It would be raining the day you were allowed to come back for a visit. Though why Frieza had deigned to allow you that much, you weren't sure. What was the point now?

You were coming back with him, of course. As if he would allow you to go anywhere without him. You were barely allowed to leave the ship, much less to go out to planets alone...and the past month felt like one series of compromises after another. How far you'd fallen, you thought...but it had all been for them.

The ship landed and after a warning from Frieza that you'd only be staying the night--and perhaps not even that, if things went "well" (whatever the hell that meant) you headed into the palace with the raincoat loosely wrapped about you.

The guards and servants greeted you, but made no attempts at conversation. Thankfully you were allowed to go back to your room in peace.

After a short nap, you were awakened by a knock at the door.

It was Lery.

You pulled the bedcovers tighter around yourself. "You have to go. If he figures out you were in here--"

"(Y/n), I just wanted to check on you. Your brother'll be in here shortly." He glanced over. "Still cold?"

You nodded, indicating how your still-soaked hair was clinging to your skin.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. I just don't want you getting in trouble on my account."

"That didn't used to bother you," he said, shutting the door behind him and walking directly up to you. "It's true, isn't it? What the others are saying about you. I...I wanted to hear it from you."

You didn't look at him, and tried to occupy yourself with the distant sound of rain on the palace roof. "A lot of shit didn't used to bother me."

"(Y/n), is it true?"