Preface:


You have probably already noticed that I am not the fastest, but now here is the third part of my Bulma Vegeta FF! I know my FF is a bit sad right now, but I'm so in it right now! Sorry! I'm trying to bring in a little more humor and joy this time! Sorry for my spelling mistakes! Thanks also for the nice clerks, especially for the one with so many !!!! s! * g * so then, have fun reading! 'Love is a wonderful thing' is playing on the radio, which actually fits very well!










Bulma's plan, will she make it?




Vegeta didn't even bring Bulma back to the CC. Trunks had to do this. There Vegeta disappeared again into the grave room, which Bra had halfway repaired. Bulma sat at the kitchen table and rested her head on her hands. Tears were still running down her cheeks. But no tears of sadness, no hot tears of anger were there.She loved this SJ so much, but he hadn't given up his pride, but the side that she had awakened in him. At that moment Bulma wasn't so sure anymore whether she would really manage to bring Vegeta back again. Why did he have to do this to her? Didn't he love her? Or why else had he kept his pride? It couldn't be otherwise. This SJ had only used her, but now she would show him, she could also be proud, arrogant and mean. Vegeta would experience his blue miracle. Bulma decided to put her plan into practice right here and now. She walked down the long hallways of the CC to Trunk's office. She knocked and entered. "Kaasan, what brings you here? Are you looking for something in particular?" Trunks asked his mother. Bulma shook her head. "Trunks, I want you to teach me how to fight, I'm fed up with Vegeta's whims, I don't want to let him push me around like that anymore!" she said to her son and put her hands on his desk.She looked at him. Her eyes sparkled. She was serious. Trunks nodded slowly. "Okay, but I think Bra can teach you more, she knows more about it than I do! I mean in dealing with women and martial arts!" suggested Trunk to her. "Okay, but when I've learned everything from her, I'll come to you and you will teach me what you can!" Bulma said and left his office again. Trunks stared after his mother. Had he heard right then? His mother wanted to learn how to fight? He thought he was spinning, but when he pinched his arm, he felt the pain.




Bra agreed to help her mother, it could only get better. Because Vegeta behaved impossibly on the first day after Bulma's return. He didn't like the food, his grave room was broken again, a huge hole gaped in his wall and nothing worked anymore. He wanted Bulma to fix him, but she gave him the cold shoulder and made him scream and rave.When he wanted to grab her and drag her along, Trunks and Bra stood in front of her. Vegeta pulled away, growling and red with anger. "Thanks you two!" said Bulma, who was crying again. She just couldn't watch it any longer. This SJ systematically destroys their lives. But now it was over, she would fight back now. "Mum, are you okay?" Bra asked worriedly and looked at her mother. "It's fine, thanks! Are we going to continue training?" asked Bulma. "Yes, let's go! I'll teach you to fly first, if you master your ki!" explained Bra. Bulma nodded and the two left the kitchen through the patio door. They flew on a CC plane to the Goten and Trunks training ground. Bra Bulma trained there until she could no longer. Then they flew back.




"WOMAN! WHERE ARE YOU? COME FROM IMMEDIATELY, YOU HAVE TO REPAIR MY GRAVE!" yelled Vegeta through the CC. He was angry. This human woman had just ignored him, an SJ prince.Now he couldn't train anymore. She had even turned his eyesight against him. This human woman was supposed to be dead, so why was she alive? He didn't get it, did he? There was something deep down inside him that knew the answer to his questions. But this inside was locked and he couldn't look inside, as much as he would have liked to. Why was it actually locked? He didn't know and this made him even more angry. "That damn human woman! I'll kill her! I'm really fed up! She can't cook and she doesn't want to repair my grave room either, she's no longer of any use since she's back among the living!" Vegeta grumbled as he was on the way from the grave room to the kitchen. 'I shouldn't have brought her back! Bra can fix the grav space just as well! But something tells me that I wasn't very nice to her right now! Kind? How long have I been nice?Did I miss something? Do I love this annoying green haired woman maybe? But why am I so mean to her then? Bulma, ....! ' thought Vegeta and looked at his left hand with the wedding ring. He thought. Was he really married to this Bulma? He pulled the ring from his finger and looked at it. Inside was a dedication. ~ I will always love you! Bulma ~ you loved him, how could that be? She loved an obnoxious SJ prince who only had his ego on his mind. Vegeta didn't understand it, he had known for a long time that she loved him, but why? In the meantime he was in the kitchen. Bulma was hunched over her laptop at the table. She was checking the readings from a new Bra invention. She didn't look up, even though she would have loved to. She would have loved to look into the deep, black, mysterious eyes of this SJ, whom she loved so much, as she had done so often. But she suppressed this impulse and continued to look stubbornly at her screen.Vegeta looked at Bulma. Something emanated from her. Something that made him sad. Why did it make him sad? He didn't understand anything anymore. What was going on inside him? He knew he loved this woman, so why the hell couldn't he show it? "Bulma ...... would you please fix the grave room for me?" he asked slowly and quietly. Bulma winced. Had he really just said please and Bulma and not wife? She slowly looked at him sadly with large, deep blue eyes. And yet there was a glimmer of hope in those eyes. Vegeta saw him. "What .. did you just say? Unfortunately I didn't listen to you!" she whispered, still looking at him. If he were to repeat this sentence now, then ... "I asked you if you would please fix my engraving room for me!" he said in a soft voice that didn't suit him at all. 'Hey, why am I so nice to her? I am a higher being! And yet ..... somehow I like her! 'he thought as he looked at her.Bulma smiled, she smiled again for the first time since he had been so cold to her. "Gladly! Will you help me?" she asked carefully. "Uh, ........!" Vegeta stammered. He was speechless. Did she just like to say? What was going on here? He actually wanted to be obnoxious, but he was nice! It didn't feel too bad at all. "Vegeta, I asked you something! I can't get the wall back on my own, a strong warrior has to help me!" said Bulma, who was standing next to him and had her arms wrapped around him. You had wrapped your arms around him? He looked at her slowly. This human woman was not afraid of him. Was it because he was married to her? He gently freed himself from her arms. Something was stopping him from being mean to her. "Well, I'll help you, but only with the wall!" he said, in an amazingly gentle tone. Bulma left the kitchen, she went to the workshop to get her tools. By the time she got to the grave room, Vegeta had already started to carry the debris out of the room so that she could easily get to the console.She put her tools on the floor and crawled under the console. "Vegeta! Can you hand me the wrench?" she asked hesitantly. Vegeta put the wall piece on the lawn and stepped into the room through the hole in the wall. "Which of these parts is a wrench?" asked Vegeta. Bulma laughed and hit her head on the console. "Ouch! You ..... * giggle * you know ...... * laugh * .... not ..... what ...... * snort * is a wrench?" she laughed.[God are you stupid Vegeta, now you've been living with Bulma for sooo long and you don't even know what a wrench is, even I know that! - Shut up Krisi, you have no idea about spelling and grammar! Keep writing now! -OK! ]Vegeta looked at her completely perplexed. "Is that that bad?" asked he. Actually he should have been angry, this human woman was just laughing at him. But something was holding him back. "No, I just mean, you used to repair the grave room with me so often that you ought to know by now!" said Bulma and crawled out again.She held her head, there was a small bump at this point. Vegeta knelt in front of the tool and looked at it blankly. "Right, I repaired the grave room together with you! Now it occurs to me again that there is a wrench here! Or?" he asked her, picking up combination pliers. He looked like a small child who was just getting to know the tool. Bulma smiled gently and shook her head. It just looked too cute. Vegeta looked first at the tool and then at Bulma and again at the tool with questioning eyes. "No, these are combination pliers! This is a wrench!" Bulma explained and handed one to Vegeta. When their hands touched, they both felt an incredible tingling sensation in their stomach. 'Wow!' both thought. But then Bulma withdrew her hand. She didn't want him to get mad for touching him. "Aha, well, combination pliers and a wrench! And what is this here?" asked Vegeta, pointing to the silk cutter."It's a silk cutter that you use to cut cables or zip ties!" Bulma explained to him.[I'm just imagining it! So sweet! I would like to be in Bulma's place now! ]Vegeta handed her the wrench. "Here's a wrench! Now you can go back to work!" he said and got up again to remove the remaining pieces of wall from the room. Bulma had a slight smile on her face. She crawled back under the console happily. 'Maybe I got another chance to get him back after all, he doesn't seem to have given everything up!' she thought and got to work. 'I was just so nice! Hey, that didn't feel bad! ' thought Vegeta and there was a slight, gentle smile on his face as well, how rare. When he finished clearing the room, he knelt next to the