Pride vs. longing




> Old grumpy! she laughed and cocked her head. Her long turquoise hair fell over her shoulders, and she beamed from her heart into the wild, black eyes of the Saiya-Jin. Vegeta looked dubiously at his lovely hostess. Her bright smile made his heart beat faster. His pulse raced, his breath caught, beads of sweat formed on his skin. "No .." he stuttered curtly. He was shaking all over, he felt how he slowly lost control of his body. Inwardly, he pulled himself together one last time and stormily left the room. Without saying a word, the door of his room slammed behind him. Bulma remained stunned on her bed. > what did I do wrong now? "she asked herself. She stared around her room with big, speechless eyes when she was called," Bulma, dear, we're on our way! Yes, I'm coming Mum! she mumbled and left her room still amazed. Vegeta slid to the floor against the wall, panting. Sweat beaded his forehead onto the tip of his nose. Keeping his hand still was an insurmountable obstacle for Vegeta right now. He was trembling all over. He crouched in a corner of his room, huddled together. His bad condition was unmistakable. His training was successful, luck should have jumped out of him, instead the proud prince was undoubtedly sitting sick in his room. As he had suspected beforehand, Bulma's closeness and affection had sparked in him a passion that had been suspended. He remembered only too well the words of the old bearded cow devil "If you suppress your feelings, they will come back again at the appropriate time. At some point this longing will destroy you!" How right he was, knew deep down inside the proud Saiya-Jin that admitting this to himself was impossible for him.In his neurotic state he babbled to himself, "My pride and my heart must form a unit so that the future is mine!" I dont want that! I am a prince, nothing else, I am not entitled to so much pain. The truth has to look different, that can't be my future. I am a prince, strong and proud. My future will be another! he screamed. After this scream he had to take a deep breath. The sweat dripped from the tip of his nose onto his tattered one-piece. "How often should I treat you?" "Old Grumpy!" "... do you think I want him to die away from me?" "I have to take care of him!" "I won't go without you!" "None Afraid you're the only prince charming in this house! "Vegeta could hear Bulma's voice clearly, loving words on her part echoed in his head. > Stop it! he whispered weakly. With each of these sentences he could examine her magical smile and the faithful beautiful eyes.Like a slide projection, his conscience played important scenes in his life for him. > I don't get weak. I am strong . I am a great Saiya Jin. I will defeat Kakarott, humiliate him. This is my goal, you have no place in my life. So get out of my mind Leave me in peace. I wouldn't be better than Kakarott if I got involved. There are so many differences between us, that's why he no longer has a chance against me. I am strong I will not fail at any cost. I am Prince Vegetas, Super Saiya-Jin and an elite warrior. , nothing really judges me. Not even you! he shouted. The once powerful Saiya-Jin had come to a critical point in himself. A kind of self-talk was the result. The dear full guests of a simple woman drove the Saiya-Jin insane. Vegeta's soul has always longed for affection, but his intellect will strong and proud kept the upper hand all these years, how far can our prince endure this conflict within himself?Can he really admit his feelings or will his pride destroy him?






Stupid behavior




From an early age Vegeta had a razor-sharp power of observation, this time he had found a solution, but whether it worked is another question. As always, lightning flashed through him and shook him out of a jumble of questions and willingness> I have to get away from here, far away. Yes, back to space. I can't leave here! I have to! I can't stay here! STOP! so we'll go then, can you manage? asked Doctor Briefs. but Bulma was completely out of the way, she hardly noticed anything. > Bulma? he increased his tone worriedly. > Yes? she startled. > we go ok? so goodbye dear! Uh, yes bye!she mumbled, torn from her thoughts, and after leaving she moved into the house. Restlessly she sat down on the red sofa in the living room and crossed her legs. She stared impatiently at the black screen of the television. > what's the matter with him? Is that about the price you have to pay as a Super Saiya-Jin! Son Goku is it you? Where are you i can't see you! she gasped in surprise. "I speak to your heart. Vegeta is suffering, I'm very worried. You have to see him before he does anything stupid!""> Pah, I'll take care of him. What he did to all of us?" Bulma folded her arms and lifted her nose. She is a bad liar. "Now is the wrong time to do acting chats. You worry too, I can see that from you. He's finished, help him. I have the feeling that something else is going to be very bad. You know how unpredictable he is! "He explained worriedly." Spanner, take a look at other people! "She snapped." Bulma's I'm serious. Trust me. I'm worried too. Something seems to torment him so much, he is in miserable shape. He's doing very badly, he needs you! " Son Goku assured her. Bulma's beautiful eyes stared blankly> do you really believe? she asked meekly. But this time she got no answer> He means business! Vegeta? Everything OK? she asked worried. But your question remained unanswered.She pressed the red button and the door opened search. A shock went through her limbs. The once so proud Saiya-Jin crouched shabby, neurotic on the floor. He had his right palm on his bare chest. He didn't seem to notice Bulma's presence.