Juchu, here is the first part of my fanfic ..... tatttattttaaaattaaaaaaaaaa !!!!


There should be several parts that should get to know and later tell about the coexistence of Bulma and Vegeta.


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HAVE FUN READING !!!!










Slowly he opened his eyes and then closed them again.


A bright light blinded him. He tried again. Slowly, very slowly, he tried. On the second attempt he finally succeeded. Where am I? What happened? Vegeta tried to straighten up, but he couldn't quite succeed, so he let himself fall back into his pillow. Now he looked around. The room he was in didn't look familiar. It was decorated in white and there were strange devices standing around everywhere. His gaze touched a table that was standing to his right. Somebody was lying there. "Bulma?" Vegeta whispered.But he got no answer. "Hrmpf" he just made and wanted to sit down again. This time he succeeded. He sat! Bulma slowly opened her eyes and looked directly at Vegeta. "You should stay still, the doctor said," she ranted at once. But she got no answer from Vegeta. “Vegeta?” The prince was torn from his thoughts. "What happened" he snapped at Bulma unfriendly. "You must have exaggerated" something "during your training, because the gravitational space exploded." "How am I lying here?" Bulma looked at Vegeta with wide eyes. "Can't he imagine that?" '"We found you unconscious under the rubble! Be glad we brought you here, otherwise you would probably have died". "Don't talk nonsense woman. A Sayajin prince doesn't die so easily," grumbled Vegeta. And with these words he got out of bed and walked towards the door.


"Vegeta, you should lie down!" Bulma yelled at him, visibly disrespectful, and stood in his way.

But that didn't bother the sayajin. "Woman, do you think you could stop me? With a specific hand movement, Bulma landed on the bed." You miserable Baka. They worry about you and you don't even say thank you! "" Nobody asked you to help me, did they? "Bulma looked at him with her sparkling blue eyes. A slight shiver ran down his spine. Then he turned around and left. Bulma watched him go and cursed as much. Vegeta ran down the corridors of the hospital wing. After approx. He felt dizzy 20m and had to support himself on the wall. "Shit, why did this stupid woman have to be right? Everything revolves around me. "Vegeta rolled his eyes and fell unconscious to the floor. Bulma came out of the hospital room 5 minutes later with a vase of flowers. It fell with a crash when she saw Vegeta lying on the floor. She quickly ran to him." Vegeta, "she yelled. As when she got to him she knelt down and took his head in her hands."You idiot! ". Carefully she straightened him up and dragged him back into the room, groaning, and called for the doctor. This came rushed less than 10 minutes later. When he saw the wounds he looked astonished and then checked whether Vegeta was still alive. "He's lucky he's still alive. How could he hurt himself like that?" The doctor looked at Bulma questioningly. But she just shrugged her shoulders. The doctor examined Vegeta closely. "Ms. Briefs, he has to stay in bed for at least 1 week, otherwise I'll see black." "If you tell me how I can actually make him stay in bed, I'll be happy." The doctor looked at her a little aghast, because he didn't want to believe that someone with such injuries could move at all. "I can give him a sedative so he would sleep for about 24 hours," the doctor told Bulma. "I hope it works for him too!" Bulma whispered. The doctor took a syringe and an ampoule of the sedative from his pocket.Then he disinfected a spot on Vegeta's forearm and inserted the needle. At that moment Vegeta opened his eyes and had to cough. His whole body reared up from the pain. Vegeta fell back into the pillow. At that moment he glanced at the doctor. Vegeta started to scold and moan as loud as he could in his condition. "What the fuck? Who is he and what does he want from me?" Vegeta gasped at almost every word he said. "This is our doctor Vegeta, he will help you" Bulma smiled at him. "I don't need any help," he snapped back. Bulma stood by Vegeta's bed next to the doctor and looked at him with her sparkling eyes. Vegeta looked up at her. He struggled not to pass out again as everything was still spinning around him. Bulma took him lovingly by the shoulders and wanted to press him gently into his pillow, but Vegeta apparently objected to that. The doctor looked at Bulma and she looked at him.So he helped. Vegeta had no chance against the two in his condition. When he was back down, the doctor disinfected the area on his arm again. Vegeta didn't notice that because Bulma scolded him (contradicting her and then collapsed! That sort of thing.)


Only when he took the strong stab in his right arm did he look at the doctor. But what he saw made him pale as a sheet. You could probably hear the scream as far as Son Goku. Bulma grabbed Vegeta's arm so he couldn't move it and the doctor could finish it off. When he pulled the needle out again, Vegeta slumped. "What was that" he stuttered at Bulma and the doctor. "That was just medication to help you recover," Bulma said reassuringly to him. The doctor took Bulma aside. "The effect should soon be effective and then he is fast asleep. I will wait outside for you to discuss the further course of action with you." Then the doctor left the room.Vegeta looked angrily at the ceiling. "Vegeta, it's only for your best!" "I still decide for myself what is for my best," Vegeta whispered at her, as he couldn't manage any louder noises. Bulma sat down by the bed and slowly pulled him up. Vegeta had no more strength than that he could have defended himself. Bulma smiled at him. 'So warm' thought Vegeta and snuggled up to Bulma. She looked at him in amazement. "Will the sedative be," smiled Bulma. The two sat like this for almost 5 minutes. "I'm ... so tired," Vegeta whispered almost inaudibly. And then his eyes closed. Bulma put him gently back on the bed and covered him. "Sleep well." Smiling, Bulma left the room. The doctor was waiting for her at the door. "He's asleep," Bulma still smiled. "Since we have to calm him down for the next few days, Miss Briefs, I'll give you these two medicines." He handed Bulma two small bottles. "This one here once a day for the first two days.30 drops and this in the days thereafter 35 drops 3 times a day in water or another liquid. Then you shouldn't have any problems. "" Thank you doctor. "The doctor left Bulma alone. 'Vegeta will kill me if he finds out I'm giving him this stuff.'




Bulma walked slowly down the aisle. Vegeta had come to half an hour ago and was very hungry. While Bulma went into the kitchen, Vegeta was in his room, thinking. He was taken to his own room yesterday because Bulma had found it safer. This was because it was right next to yours and so at least at night she knew if something was wrong. Her mother made a whole pot of vegetable soup with rice yesterday. "Vegeta will definitely like that" thought Bulma. Slowly she took one of the small bottles in her hand. She held this over the bowl of soup and counted 1, 2, 3… 30. "Hmpf! Hopefully this stuff works!Otherwise, I can come to my own funeral! "She adjusted a large bottle of water and put the whole thing on a tray. So she walked slowly towards Vegeta's room.


Meanwhile at Vegeta: Oh God, my head is buzzing like when Nappa snore and my body is almost killing me ... What was that stuff that this quack gave me? And what did he do with my arm? It hurt, as if something intruded on me ... and then I got so tired ... how long did I sleep? I, the prince of the Sajayin, lie here almost helpless! Shit damn ... !!! What am I doing? Train like this? "At that moment Bulma came into the room. Vegeta gave her an angry look." Human Vegeta! It was only for your best !!! Besides, you have to stay in bed for another week anyway! There is no way around it ... and look, I've brought you something to eat. "Vegeta lowered his still VERY grim gaze a little deeper and spotted the bowl."Grmpf, just that little? Give it!" With a grin Bulma put the tray on Vegeta's lap. 'I'm glad, he seems to be feeling a little better, just strange that I can get so close ...' Vegeta slowly reached for the spoon and began to eat. 'Strange that he eats so slowly ... Otherwise he always gobbles as if everything was eaten away from him.' "Are you feeling better again?" Bulma looked at Vegeta expectantly. "What's that got to do with you, woman?" Vegeta hissed like a cat that's been kicked on the tail. Bulma looked at him as if she could kill him with her gaze. "Nothing, but I hope the soup sticks in your throat!" Bulma hissed back even more violently. Vegeta looked at her with his mouth half open, which turned into a (as far as possible in the frame of mind) grin. Bulma turned and stormed out of the room. Vegeta turned his head back to his food. It took a long time until he was finished. He even left about 1/3 of the soup. Exhausted, he lay back.'This woman, always looking for a fight ... Oh man, I'm so sick ...' Vegeta carefully straightened up, but it didn't help any more, his food saw the light of day faster than he would have liked. Bulma was lying on the bed in front of her laptop in her room when she heard the choking noises from Vegeta's room. 'Shit, what is he doing over there? 'With this thought she was already standing in his room and saw the misfortune ... "Vegeta, what are you doing?" in one leap she stood by him and held his body. She rubbed his back and propped up his posture. "gasp, shit, Bulma I'm sick and I ..." and the whole theater went on ... 'Man, apparently mother's soup was no longer good ... Poor Vegeta. "As you did so, her eyes fell on the bowl, 'He didn't even eat everything ... He must be damned dirty ..." After about 5