DBZ X-Readers

Frieza x Reader Pt. 21 'A Mere Monkey'

*Queen Yuki's POV*

A monkey. My son is going to marry a monkey. He is certifiably insane. I could almost, almost have overlooked this if she were royal, but she isn't even that...in fact, she's quite the opposite.

She's third class. The lowest of the low. Calling her garbage would be honoring her; it would be like encasing her in gold. My husband had warmbloods on the side, but they were mistresses only--they knew their places, and I got along with them because they didn't get uppity. They didn't try to take my position, and he didn't try to give it to any of them. Perhaps it's my fault--I didn't take an active role in anything relating to my son, and now it appears that I am paying the price for my sins. So be it. I can deal with this.

But I'm not going to be like my idiot husband and send henchmen in blindly. No, this requires more time and thought and effort than he appeared to be willing to put into it, if I'm going to be assured of victory.

In the meantime, I can at least make sure that she doesn't embarrass herself...or, more importantly, that she doesn't embarrass me.

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*Your POV*

"What I can't understand is, why an ice chapel?" You looked at the little information book that Yuki had handed you.

"Oh, well, that's another tradition we've had. You see, marriages and funerals take place in chapels like that one. It's a sort of 'this life and the next' thing."

"That's...very sweet, actually." You smiled briefly.

"It can also get quite expensive. Some people with wealthier relatives will find that their inheritance includes a wedding fund tied to a particular chapel."

"Prepaying weddings...huh. That's..."

"Something wrong?"

"I didn't expect this kind of thing, is all." That he was bothering to marry you at all was still a shock, and then this had been presented to you. Probably it was the best way to have all eyes on him or something related to him; you knew he loved it when every eye in the room was on him.

"Yes...well, Frieza has always been very willful. As a child, I, me, my, mine...he never stopped talking about what he wanted to do, what he would do with things that are his..."

"That...that sounds about right. I wasn't seeing him for three months before he started saying that I belonged to him."

"You got there faster than many of his other toys," Yuki replied, motioning over a servant, "And most of them, he killed before they had been with him a year."

The servant came over with a lunch tray, and the two of you proceeded to eat.

"I wonder how I got lucky enough to avoid that, then...I don't think I did anything particularly special..."

"It might be anything, or nothing. He might have been bored, for all we know. You obeyed him, right?"

"Anything he asked of me. I mean, once or twice I questioned him, but..."

"But what?"

"But other than that, I can't think of what it might have been."

Yuki paused with a teacup halfway to her lips, and then seemed to suddenly smirk. She finished her tea before asking, "Was he your first?"

Your face went red, and you looked away.

"Ah...so he was. Pardon my saying so, but you don't usually see that sort of thing with you monkies...usually you're all over each other as you hit puberty."

"I never...got the chance," you replied, "Well...I did, but...I wasn't just going to give it away free to the first strong guy that came along. The guys that hit on me were all kind of...big dumb tough guys that thought they were hot stuff. Ego's attractive, but...but they had very little to back it up with."

"And you found no one even after joining my son's army?"

"No. And...then, well..."

"What?" she smiled again, and a servant poured her another cup of tea.

"He found out something I wanted to keep hidden."

"Ah...that's my boy, using the opportunity at hand. Even if it's to take advantage of a young woman. So go on...you were not with anyone else after him?"

"No. I like my head where it is, thank you."

Yuki laughed, "Ah, smart girl. Very smart girl. I see why he kept you now, you seem far more aware of things than the others did...that, and he always likes to get to something first."

You were about to speak again when the door was opened by the servants. You smiled when Frieza walked through the door.

...had he been in a hurry? He was looking over the situation at hand with what you would almost call anxiety...but why?

"(Y/n)," Frieza said quickly, "They want you in for another dress fitting."

"I thought they'd gotten everything they needed already."

"They...did, but some idiot lost the measurements."

"Joy," you laughed, "More of minions anxiously trying to look everywhere except at me."

"As it should be."

You left, but glanced back at Frieza before you had gone through the door. He was watching his mother intently...

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*Frieza's POV*

"Mother, what's your game?"

"Whatever do you mean?" she asked in a sickeningly sweet tone.

"I consider myself to have gotten the greatest part of my cunning from you. I am not an idiot, you know." I glared, hard. Did she really think that I wouldn't see right through her?

"Of course you aren't, but I'd appreciate it if you didn't automatically assume that I have some nefarious purpose. Can a woman not enjoy the company of a future daughter-in-law?"

"When that woman is you, no. I'd hate to have to be a self-made orphan."

"It would look far better if you allowed us to be friends," Yuki replied, glossing over my threat, "Or do you want the rumors of feuding to go on?"

"Stay. Away. From (y/n)." I huffed and turned to leave.

I knew I'd have to do something about her, but I have a wedding to handle. I'll kill her later...or sooner, if she makes me.