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Where New Lines Intersect by MajinPiccolo
Chapter One: Begin Showing Off
Yamcha got home sweaty and exhausted from work, and didn’t think anything of it as he immediately started peeling off his dirty uniform. Balling it up in his hands he headed toward the laundry, calling out “Frieza, Puar, I’m back-“ then froze in his tracks as he passed the living room. “I uh, didn’t realize we had guests, uh…”
Beerus, accompanied as always by his attendant Whis, sat across from Frieza. With a sigh, the emperor of space stood up and crossed the room. “Lord Beerus, Whis, this is that partner I had mentioned, Yamcha. Please forgive his… disrespect.”
“We’ve met, actually,” Yamcha answered as he quickly shoved his legs back into his pants.
“Indeed we have. I must say, Frieza, I never would have expected you to be in a relationship with someone so… humble.”
“Yes, a human who has retired from fighting but is still undoubtably one of the good guys,” Whis chuckled, “I suppose this solves the mystery of why you’ve been behaving yourself of late.”
Frieza rolled his eyes. “I’m hardly ‘behaving myself,’ thank you very much. I’m merely biding my time. Anyway, regarding that message I asked you to pass on…”
Beerus and Whis exchanged glances, then Beerus shrugged. “I suppose it does make more sense now, considering Yamcha’s history with Universe 6. Alright then, I will speak with my brother and have him assist in organizing this. And you won’t forget what you promised in return?”
“Naturally.”
After the god and angel departed, Frieza sat back down and glared at nothing. “Those two, always so pompous. I’ll enjoy seeing their expressions as they beg me to spare them once I’m the god of this universe-“
“Um, Frieza, sorry to interrupt your speech there but what the heck was all that about?”
“Take a shower and find something less filthy to wear and then I’ll fill you in.”
- - -
“You told them I wanted to see Frost?! Why?”
“I figured they’d be more likely to do a favor for someone if that someone wasn’t a villain, and I knew it would be believable if I said you were fascinated by Universe 6. And since they eat like pigs, your cooking seemed a suitable bribe-“
“Okay, that explains why you pinned it on me, but why do YOU want to see Frost? From what I heard about what happened between you two at the Tournament of Power I assumed you guys hated each other.”
Frieza took a sip of his wine and leaned back on the couch. “Perhaps nostalgia? My life has improved greatly in the last year,” he met Yamcha’s eyes and they both smiled just a little before he continued, “and I wanted to share my current joy with one of the few members of my race that I currently know the location of.”
“In other words, you just want to show off.”
“Precisely. I want to make sure that pathetic fool sees how much better I am at him in everything, and that includes my selection of partners.”
Yamcha blushed, “as always, you give me too much credit babe. But I don’t think Frost is gonna be all that impressed. From what I saw at that tournament where we first met those guys he may be weaker than you but he’s still way stronger than I am. And he wasn’t at the baseball game so it’s not like he saw my bravery there or anything.”
Frieza paused, considering his words carefully. “Dear Yamcha, do you remember when I was looking at that periodical your ex-girlfriend left here a few weeks back?”
“Oh yeah, that fashion magazine.”
“I told you the humans in it all seemed to look the same, and you explained to me it was because specific types of features are generally considered to be attractive to humans.”
“Yeah, I mean, individual tastes vary of course, but there are definitely certain things that a lot of humans are into. Where are we going with this though?”
“That particular bit of predictability isn’t unique to humans. My race also has… preferences. My strength and political influence are of course admired, but,” he paused, wrinkling his nose in distaste before considering, “my irritating brother was considered the ‘handsome’ one due to his height. Vanity was also a factor in my father’s decision to primarily stay in the form he did, as well, for the height. As you’ve seen from Frost and myself, my people tend to be of a, well…”
“You’re a bunch of shorties.”
“I’d kill anyone else for saying it so bluntly you know.”
Yamcha laughed and just hugged his smaller partner, “You’ll let me say it because I’m so tall and hot, huh? Huh?”
Using his tail to separate them, Frieza shook his head, “don’t push your luck. But you understand what I’m saying now, right? Unless Frost has truly strange tastes, he will find you appealing, and it will just drive him completely out of his tiny mind that I’ve managed to get such an attractive partner while he’s still alone.”
“What makes you think he’s single? I thought you two didn’t really talk about personal stuff during the few minutes you knew each other?”
“Of course he’s single, who in space would put up with him?”
“Aw, come on, he might cheat in fights and maybe was too quick to trust you but he’s not all bad. He’s cute enough, and fit, and cunning-“ noticing Frieza clench his fists, Yamcha quickly put his arm around his shoulders and stammered, “of course you’re much cuter and fitter and way more cunning and just better in every way! But…”
“But what, my dear Yamcha? Answer carefully.”
“You’ve admitted it yourself, you two are a lot alike, that’s all. No need to pout about it, you’re still so much better than he is-“
“I’m not pouting.”
“Yes you are.”
“Well, now you’ve put me in a just terrible mood…” Frieza glanced up at Yamcha and leaned toward him, lightly running his tail up the human’s leg. “How do you plan on improving it?”
Yamcha got the hint and scooped up his emperor, running down the hall with him. Puar arrived home from shopping just in time to hear the bedroom door slam shut and sighed, setting down his bags before retreating to his own room and grabbing his noise canceling headphones.
- - -
“This is a terrible idea. Frieza wouldn’t be inviting you to his universe if he didn’t have something planned.” Hit glared down at Frost, his severe expression creating quite the contrast with the shorter man’s sly grin.
“Oh, I don’t doubt it, he’s my counterpart after all,” Frost’s smile widened, “But we haven’t seen each other since he betrayed me at the Tournament. Whatever he has planned, he couldn’t possibly have predicted, well, us…” He wrapped his arms around the older man and smiled when he felt Hit return the embrace. “When I show up with you at my side he’ll be forced to reconsider. A fight against us both would be very difficult for him, even if he used that gaudy golden form of his. And besides, he’ll be so jealous when he sees I have such a tall and handsome partner!”
“You’re being petty, Frost.”
“Only because it’s obvious that Frieza is being even pettier.”
Hit sighed. “I know better than to try and talk you out of things by this point. You’re too stubborn, especially when it comes to your grudge against that man.”
“I’m so glad you agree. We’ll do this then- I’ll show that fool! He may have outwitted me once, but I’m still the better of us!” Frost could feel Hit trying not to laugh, “Hey, I’m being serious here!”
Leaning down, Hit smirked. “I can tell. It’s just that your misplaced determination is endearing.” Such compliments always destroyed Frost’s composure, and he could feel his face burning. Hit gave him a quick, light kiss-
“Are you two done?” They quickly turned back to the audience they’d almost forgotten they had, an irritated Champa and calm as ever Vados. “I just need to know what to tell Beerus.”
“Right, right,” Frost nodded, still blushing.
“We’ll meet with Frieza in Universe 7 tomorrow as requested.” Hit confirmed.
“That’s all you needed to say,” Champa sighed. “Let’s go.” Vados flashed a smile at the two warriors, then she and their God of Destruction left.
Alone again, Frost leaned back against Hit. “We have until tomorrow to be fully prepared. Frieza is going to die when he sees us together! So let’s make sure we’re ready…”
“Were you wanting to train then?”
“What? No, of course not. We need to figure out what we’ll be wearing. Frieza wanders around naked all the time so it will be easy to outdress him, but I want to make sure we really shove his face in how much classier we are than he is, and for that we need to look our absolute best!”
“…you’re trouble, Frost.”
“Don’t pretend you don’t love it.”
End Chapter One: Begin Showing Off
Author’s note: a one shot idea that got out of hand so I broke it down into two chapters, the second will go up in a day or two once I edit it. Special thanks to my Frit loving buddy Friku8706 for getting me going on this! I haven’t wrote Frost and Hit in over a year, my apologies for how rusty I am with capturing their ‘voices.’