Like half the world a few days ago I saw Dragon Ball Super: Broly AND IT WAS AMAZING! So amazing it inspired me to write this Brochira fic because I loved the two of them in that movie. I hope you enjoy it!

When Cheelai opened her eyes the first thing she did was let out a shriek. Broly, the Saiyan she and Lemo had befriended a few weeks earlier, stood beside her bed and was staring down at her. Immediately the bigger man backed up slightly, a flush on his cheeks.

"P...please forgive me." Broly muttered in his characteristic formalness.

Sitting up with a slight huff Cheelai rubbed a hand through her bed head and stared at the red faced Saiyan. Poor guy, he was clueless as far as social niceties went. Calming down Cheelai shoved her blanket off and stood up. "It's alright. Just make sure you don't do it again! When you see someone sleeping you gotta leave them alone." When he still looked sheepish Cheelai continued with a grin, "Next time I'll sock you in the nose!"

"She means it too," Lemo said as he strolled into the small building. "Cheelai is crazy." Placing his hands on his hips Lemo told Cheelai, "You're lucky; he walked in on me while I was using the bathroom." The small man reached up and tugged on his hat to better adjust it. "I sent the big guy over here to get you for breakfast but it's been awhile."

Cheelai gave Lemo a thumbs up. "I'll head over as soon as I'm ready." She slipped by the two men and made her way to the bathroom making sure to lock the door behind her. Looking into the mirror hanging above the sink she grimaced. No wonder Broly had been staring at her this morning, she looked like a hot mess.

Normally Cheelai's short white hair lay flat against her head; now, it stuck up all over the place. The skin around her eyes was smudged from the makeup she had forgotten to take off the night before. The green skinned woman rushed through her routine and exited the bathroom. Even though she was no longer part of the Frieza Force, Cheelai still wore the standard issue purple bodysuit as well as the chest armour. When she and Lemo had abandoned the force and were….requisitioning supplies, clothes hadn't exactly been at the top of the list.

The inside of the house, a small one bedroom affair, was quiet and Cheelai made her way to the door, grabbed her jacket, and stepped outside. Immediately she was hit by a blast of cold wind. Inside, Cheelai could almost pretend that the three of them were on a normal hospitable planet. Outside on the other hand...Cheelai tried hard to ignore the clicking noise of the savage bugs that inhabited the surface of Vampa. Over the whistling of the wind she could hear the bellow of Broly's old friend Ba as the creature attacked one of the Vampa Beetles.

Cheelai made her way through the cavern they had taken up residence in passing by boxes, the ship and other miscellaneous items towards a large, circular building. Not for the first time did Cheelai find herself feeling grateful for their frenemy Son Goku who had arrived a couple of weeks back with the case of three capsules. Cheelai, Lemo and Brolly had all been stunned when the other Saiyan had pulled one of the tiny pill like objects from the case and had tossed it on the ground causing a small house to spring forth-the house she now occupied.

It had been simple enough to figure out how the capsules work. Small depressions on the side of the building, clearly labeled, had shown the trio how to collapse the building back into capsule form. With that figured out they had moved the house to a portion of the cavern further back.

The second capsule they opened had turned out to be a larger house like structure with two bedrooms that the boys now occupied. It also had a fairly large work area inside that Lemo had claimed to do his tinkering. The third capsule had been a food and supply cache. The contents had been so numerous they still weren't done cataloging everything.

If it had been up to Cheelai she would have left everything how it was but Lemo had insisted that it was important to keep record of the items they had acquired. Another blast of wind hit Cheelai from behind and she scurried faster towards the door. She yanked it open, stepped inside and let out a contented sigh at how warm it felt.

"Geez, it's freezing out there!" Cheelai complained as she slid off the coat and tossed it in the general direction of the coat hooks on the wall.

Lemo, who stood beside the table setting down a steaming bowl in front of Broly replied, "Yeah, these Frieza Force uniforms don't hold up too well to the weather on this planet."

"I do not find it freezing." Broly said.

Grabbing her own bowl of food Cheelai plopped herself down beside Broly and grumbled at him, "Well you wouldn't, not with all those beefy muscles to keep you warm."

Snorting, Lemo served himself and sat down. "Maybe now would be a good time to go off world and requisition some more clothing." He paused before pointedly pointing his spoon at Broly's bare chest. "That includes clothes for you."

Brolly looked down at his unclothed chest. It was strange to him the way everyone else seemed to want to cover up their bodies. True, as Cheelai had demonstrated to him, the armour that Frieza had provided was flexible. However, years of time spent with nothing on his upper body caused even the stretchiest of clothing to feel restrictive. The moment he had arrived back on Vampa after his fight with Kakarot, Broly had removed the upper portion of the body suit.

Cheelai giggled at the expression on Broly's face at Lemo's words. "Yeah big guy. Ba's ear needs some other outfits to match with besides your pants." After a moment she continued excitedly, "With the money we have left from finding Broly and his father we can go to Pohiri! I've always wanted to go but never had the chance."

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Lemo asked with a frown. "Pohiri's pretty in the middle of the things and we're wanted by the Frieza Force now. There are plenty of other places we can go to get some clothes."

Cheelai rolled her eyes. "C'mon Lemo, live a little! When are we gonna have chance to go to a place like that again? Besides," she paused to point at the Saiyan. "We've got Broly."

With some reluctance Lemo nodded. "Alright...I guess you're right about that."

"What is Pohiri?" Brolly asked curiously. By this point he had finished the original bowl Lemo had served him and was starting his third. Forty years spent eating the insides of bugs hadn't prepared him for what culinary delights awaited him outside of Vampa. Even the simple porridge Lemo had prepared was making Broly wish he could eat straight from the cooking pot.

Cheelai leaned her chair back and replied eagerly, "It's a satellite dedicated entirely to shopping! It was created by the Yodri since their planet is often used as a fueling station for ships traveling around the universe."

"It ended up turning the planet into a massive trading post." Lemo chimed in.

Cheelai nodded. " The planet's got a lot of market areas but Pohiri's where the good stuffs at."

The three of them finished eating, Broly cleaning out the cooking bowl, before making their way to the small spaceship Lemo and Cheelai had acquired during their time with Frieza. It had taken Lemo a full week but he had managed to remove the tracking device assigned to each Frieza Force ship. He hadn't been able to remove the trackers from the scouters but he had been able to alter the communication systems so that no one could listen in on their conversations.

"Ready to go?" Lemo asked as the three finished seating themselves. When his two companions gave their okay, Lemo tapped some buttons and allowed the ship to move off into space.

"How long till we get there?"Cheelai asked the question with a yawn as she stood up from where she had been sprawled in the back and walked over to the front of the small ship where Broly sat beside Lemo in the copilot's seat. Without thought she placed her hands onto Broly's shoulders and leaned forward slightly to peer out the window. Broly's shoulder's tensed beneath her hands and with her cheeks heating up Cheelai moved her hands and took a small step away. She hadn't meant anything by the gesture but the last thing she wanted was to make Broly feel uncomfortable. He'd had enough of that with his asshole of a father.

Broly felt Cheelai step away from him and felt a combination of relief and disappointment. The moment Cheelai had touched his bare skin a strange feeling had spread throughout his body and he had tensed up. It was a feeling similar to what he felt when he had been fighting and losing control on the small ship was the last thing Broly wasn't sure what it was about the woman that caused such strange emotions to fill him. This morning when he had gone to retrieve her for breakfast he had found her still asleep in bed. The sight had floored him.

It wasn't as if he had never seen a sleeping person before, Broly hadn't been alone those forty years. But there was a distinct difference between a sleeping Cheelai and a sleeping Paragus. Paragus had always been on edge even while sleeping. The slightest sound would bring Broly's father rolling to his feet with his ray gun in hand. Cheelai on the other hand...there was a softness to her sleeping form. An innocence that wasn't quite visible when she was awake was clearly there when she slept. Soft, fluttery noises had escaped her mouth in sleep and Broly had been completely captivated.

Broly was brought out of his thoughts by Lemo clearing his throat and nudging the yoke of the spaceship. "We're about to land so you guys had better strap in."

Docking on Pohiri was a simple affair. Lemo guided the ship down to the landing bay, secured a spot for the ship and paid the required amount to keep the ship there for a short period of time. As the three of them walked towards the shuttle that would take them to the shopping district Lemo grumbled about the amount.

"Oh c'mon Lemo, don't be so grumpy. It's all for the greater good." Cheelai said cheerfully.

Lemo merely sighed and shook his head. Sometimes his friend's optimism was a bit much. By this point the three had reached the Pohiri shuttle. There was a crowd of people, standing around also waiting and the majority stared wide eyed at the trio. Mainly at the shirtless Broly.

Cheelai rolled her eyes and turned her back on the curious group of onlookers. Her eyes caught Broly's and she smiled. Teasingly she said, "This is what happens when you don't wear a shirt. People want to ogle you."

"Ogle me?" Brolly asked in confusion.

"Yeah, you know, check you out since you're showing off all that nice muscle." Cheelai clarified. She blushed slightly realizing how she had worded that. Ah well, she wasn't lying. He had muscles that put pretty much every man she had ever met to shame.

Broly smiled softly but didn't respond as the shuttle arrived. The group piled on and the three of them soon realized that the shuttle wasn't as big as it looked on the outside. People jostled each other for more room and Cheelai soon found herself pressed against Broly's side. She looked up and cringed at the pale look on his face. Great she thought with annoyance. The whole point was to not give the Saiyan unwanted touches. Having her whole body shoved up against his side was the exact opposite.

"Sorry," Cheelai said looking down. "There's not a lot of room. " She glanced up again and tried to smile.

Broly stared down at Cheelai and finally managed to say, "It's alright." He looked away from her smiling face. It was the opposite of alright. Broly's body felt like it was on fire having all of Cheelai pressed against him. The touch to his shoulders earlier had done nothing to prepare him for this. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. Cheelai was much softer than Broly had thought possible for a person to be. As the shuttle raced on towards the shopping district Broly realized that the feelings he were experiencing were pleasant ones. And he didn't feel that it would send him out of control.

As the shuttle neared its destination Cheelai felt Broly's body relax against her. She let out a sigh of relief and allowed herself to relax also. The rest of the ride was uneventful and the shuttle came to a jerky stop on the outskirts of the Pohiri shopping district. The group filed off the shuttle and Cheelai hopped off and stretched her arms upwards.

"Geez we were packed in there like...Hey! Give that back!" Cheelai's comment to Lemo and Broly finished in a shout as someone snatched at the bag she had attached to her hip. The person darted through the crowd of people and Cheelai ran after them, reaching for her ray gun only to curse out loud as she remembered that it was in her stolen bag.

The thief shoved people out of the way and Cheelai found herself dodging shoppers trying to reach them. The person turned down an alleyway and Cheelai didn't hesitate to follow. She skid to a halt when she nearly ran face first into the business end of a ray gun. Immediately she threw up her hands. The thief chuckled and Cheelai saw it was another woman with purple skin and green hair. "Sorry but you're are mine."

Cheelai scowled. "You think pointing a weapon in my face is going to scare me? You might not have noticed my outfit but I'm not someone to mess with!"

The woman chuckled and with her other hand she pulled a crinkled paper out of her pocket. "Trust me honey, I noticed." She held it out towards Cheelai who grabbed it and immediately groaned upon looking at it. It was a wanted poster from the Frieza Force offering a massive amount of money for the capture of her and Lemo.

"Well trust me," Cheelai snapped. "You're going to wish you ha-" She was cut off by a noise at the entrance of the alleyway and, glancing over her shoulder, Cheelai saw two other people entering. Both were men who looked as if they spent all their free time bench pressing space ships.

With a voice like gravel one said, "Sarada, we took care of the Pohiri Security Officers."

With a smirk the woman, Sarada, lowered her weapon and said, "Very well Yamma, go ahead and grab our bounty. Take her to the ship and I'll go with Quash to collect her friend. He shouldn't give us too much trouble."

"You got it Boss." One of the beefy men grabbed Cheelai roughly by her arms. Gritting her teeth together Cheelai forced herself not to lash out. She wasn't an idiot; trying to take on the three of them without a weapon was only going to get her hurt. Besides… a smile spread across her face when a familiar voice growled, "Let. Her. Go."

The three would be bounty hunters whipped around, Cheelai getting whipped herself in the process, to see Broly and Lemo standing at the entrance to the alleyway. Lemo had his weapon trained on them and Broly stood beside him fists clenched and a look of anger on his face.

Sarada raised her own weapon. "Good, you've saved me time for having to look for you. Quash be a dear and grab the little orange one. I don't care what you do with the big one."

Quash chuckled and without hesitation rushed forward. One giant fist swung towards Broly's face. It never made it. Broly ducked down easily, swung his own fist up and punched Quash directly in the gut. The other man dropped straight to the ground, sounds of pain coming from his mouth. Lemo in the meantime didn't hesitate. As Broly took care of Quash, Lemo aimed his ray gun at Yamma and shot him in the shoulder.

The man holding Cheelai dropped his hold on her and as he yelled out in pain, Cheelai ducked under his arms and tackled the other woman to the ground. Sarada shot off her gun and there was a brief flash of pain for Cheelai but she ignored it and slammed her fist down into the other woman's face. There were some more manly grunts of pain from behind but Cheelai kept her focus on Sarada.

Nose bleeding profusely, Sarada straightened herself up and aimed the weapon at Cheelai. "Frieza didn't say he needed you ali-." The woman's words ended with a shriek as Broly, with a sudden burst of speed was on her.

"You will not hurt her." Broly took the weapon from Sarada and crushed it effortlessly with one hand. With the other he grabbed the woman by her neck and lifted her up.

Cheelai darted forward and grabbed Broly by the arm. "Alright big guy, you made your point! Put her down."

Broly hesitated for the briefest of moments before letting go. Sarada dropped to the ground gasping for air. The Saiyan ignored her and turned to Cheelai, one of his hands reached up to touch her face. "You're hurt." The ray gun had grazed Cheelai's cheek drawing a bit of blood.

Any pain that Cheelai was feeling dissipated at the touch of Broly's fingers on her face. She stared up at him wide eyed but the moment was cut short by several huffing Pohiri Security Officers arriving.

Once they dragged off the three bounty hunters, Lemo said, "Are you guys ready to call it a day and head back to the ship?"

"No way!" Cheelai said. "Now we HAVE to shop! Look, Broly ripped his pants saving me."

Lemo huffed slightly. "Hey, I saved you too."

The three began walking and Cheelai, with a grin on her on her face, patted Lemo on the back. "And I thank you for it."

That night, once the three were settled back on Vampa, Cheelai showered in her small house and put on one of the new outfits she had bought. It was a purple long sleeved tunic with a pair of stretchy leggings that were similar to her Frieza force pants but it ended at her ankles instead of calves. She slipped her boots on and her coat and walked over to the boys' house.

When she arrived Broly was seated in the living room area while Lemo was locked in the bathroom. The saiyan smiled slightly at her.

"Well, you clean up nice...is what I would say if you had put on one of your new outfits." Cheelai scolded as she stepped into the living room. Broly had showered but was still shirtless wearing the ripped pants and Ba's ear around his waist.

Broly blushed slightly and touched a hand to the back of his head. "Ah...perhaps tomorrow I will."

Cheelai sat beside him and Broly frowned slightly. He moved one of his hands to her face and gently touched the bandaid on it. "What is this?"

"It's just a small bandage," Cheelai explained, wondering how such a simple touch could cause her heart to thump so hard. Looking into his eyes she said quietly, "I wasn't worried when those three trapped me. I knew you'd come for me."

"I will always come for you," Broly replied immediately. The sincerity in his tone and the look in his eyes was too much for Cheelai. If she didn't get out of there who knows what she'd do to him.

Blushing profusely Cheelai forced herself to her feet. "Well, then, thank you Broly. Good night." She gave the confused looking Saiyan a pat on the shoulder and fled.

I hope you all enjoyed that! Please leave a review!