It was about twelve when Bulma woke up. Slowly she opened her eyes and put her arm on the left side of the bed. "Huh?", She mumbled. Vegeta was already awake and exercising. A little disappointed, she stared at the empty sleeping place. `He hardly has anything else on his mind than his stupid training. It's slowly getting on my nerves! she thought. She got the impression that Vegeta was much more romantic at the beginning of their relationship. He had never shown this in front of the others, of course, but in front of her. Bulma stretched and got out of bed. After getting ready, she prepared lunch. The smell immediately attracted the Saiyan and Vegeta left the gravity room. "If there's one thing that can break your workout, it's food!" Nagged Bulma. "So what?" He said and sat down at the table. He looked out the window and saw a moving truck. "Look, our new neighbor is here." Bulma immediately looked at the window: "It looks good." - "Tss!", Vegeta said and turned her head away.“Looks weak!” Bulma ignored him and put the pot on the table. “Bon appetit!” Vegeta ate more than twice as much as Bulma, who seemed lost in thought and ate very slowly. "Is what?" He asked. She shook her head and replied, "No."


In the afternoon the neighbor rang and Bulma opened the front door. "Hello! I'm Mike Shinoda! (* Ggg !! *) your new neighbor." - "Hello! I'm Bulma Briefs! Come in!" Took a seat on the sofa. "What do you want to drink?" - "Um, some water, thank you very much!" After she had brought him a glass of water, she sat down at the table, on the sofa opposite him. They talked for a while until Vegeta walked into the living room. "... this is Vegeta, my friend!", said Bulma and asked him with a wave of the hand to them. "Hello! My name is Mike Shinoda, your new neighbor!" - "Tach." Vegeta almost crushed his hand, which he did unintentionally. Mike screwed up his face slightly. "Heeyy, be careful, Vegeta!"Bulma warned worriedly." Sorry. "was the answer." Ahem, are you a strength athlete? "-" Something like that, if you are interested. "Does Vegeta ALWAYS have to look that grim?" Thought Bulma.


When they said goodbye that evening, Mike carefully shook hands with Vegeta again, but this time he shook it almost normally, and then Bulma, who he smiled at. She returned his smile and waved after him. Vegeta rolled her eyes as she closed the door. "He's really nice, isn't he?" Asked Bulma. "A wimp," he replied. "At least he's polite!" Said Bulma in a raised voice. "What is that supposed to mean now? I am too!" Bulma sighed. "It's okay, Vegeta." She looked into his eyes and knew that he could never change. She kissed him and went into the bedroom. At first she couldn't sleep, in her mind she always had to compare Vegeta with Mike. Mike was such a cheerful person, with manners, unlike Vegeta. `Oh, what am I thinking ?! 'thought Bulma. Vegeta was unique and that's what she loved about him.After a while she fell asleep. Vegeta went to sleep now and looked at Bulma. She looked worried. `Is it me? 'he asked himself. 'She knows that I love her ...'




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