Pride in excess




Bulma traced Vegeta's shoulders with her hands, she had never seen her prince so tender that he kissed her willingly made her think. Vegeta's blood froze, he had seen this in the park, but never suspected that it would be so beautiful. Or was it her? Weird thoughts circled in Vegeta, he could hardly concentrate properly on Bulma. There was too much that unsettled him. He opened his eyes and realized how happily she smiled. "why does she shine so?" he could hardly understand her feelings, but he knew that she had to be like him. It looked desolate in Vegeta, but finally he seemed to get what he deserved, warmth and affection. He could see how each of her touches kindled a little fireworks display in him, his hair stood up, he got goose bumps. His initially cautious, gentle kisses turned into longing, willing kisses.He forgot everything around him, he just wanted this woman that was clear to him. Just you, that should never stop. > are you okay?

The next morning came. Vegeta hadn't even closed his eyes. He was lying in bed with Bulma, one arm around her, his other bum and head crossed, he thought about the events of the previous night. After another act of tenderness, which was not mentioned here because of the youth protection act * lügohnerotzuwerd *, Bulma fell asleep in Vegeta's poor. For the Saiya-Jin it was an eerie but beautiful experience that he has not yet been able to fully process.The clear sun shone through the yellow curtains of Vegeta's room. Bulma also woke up laboriously, yawned sleepily and lolled over her head. "Good morning!" Is something wrong? I've never seen anything like it! he muttered to himself. She smiled against her, she had feared worse> That'll go away with time! she whispered in his ear and kissed him on the cheek. The proud Saiya-Jin jumped up, with his piercing eyes he stared at Bulma, who was leaning on her elbow in amazement.> do you think I'll do this again? he hissed. Bulma could see in Vegeta's eyes the same disdain and irascibility as usual. Offered to be seen as something normal by her, he started barking. But Bulma kept her trust in him> Counter question: Do you love me? she asked doubtfully. What should he answer to that? He asked himself. Of course he loved her, but this woman really had the nerve to look at him as a person. > We are not here at any interrogation! Do you love me? her voice trembled. > No! Vegeta growled softly and fell back on the bed. Bulmas began to tremble, her beautiful blue eyes filling with tears. One strand of her turquoise hair fell down her face. With these words he had stolen everything that was dear to her. Her tears reflected her anger and contempt> And I slept with you ... How naive to believe you had changed!

Visit to Doctor Tatsuo




Vegeta's heart stopped at these words. A stab hit him, he never thought that it would hurt her so much. That look, that one, in Vegeta, everything stopped. He had never seen her so humiliated and hurt. Nothing in him moved, he wanted to run after her, apologize, have her back, hug her and kiss her, but none of his muscles were able to move.


35 weeks passed in which they did not speak a word to each other, they slept separately. Vegeta suffered a lot. His training, which was so great at the beginning, was again plagued by feelings of guilt and remorse, he wanted nothing more than Bulmas back, but she didn't look at him anymore. It had been hanging over the toilet bowl in the morning for weeks and was choking its soul out. Bulimic?No, instead of losing weight, you could clearly see the base of her stomach under her tight clothes. Depressed, she just hung on the couch and watched TV. Otherwise, she emulated Vegeta while eating. Had Vegeta's loss hit her so hard that she was now stuffing all her frustration into herself? These questions tormented her for days, but her proud going to the doctor or Vegeta was just too big for her. So she led her off to the pharmacy. She also spent this morning in the bathroom over the toilet bowl, but half an hour later a bloodcurdling scream rang through the C.C. . Worried Vegetas led away to the bathroom, he pounded hard on the door> Everything ok Bulma? Bulma, I'm breaking the door! he threatened. Again he got no answer. Plagued by his endless worries, he lifted the door off its hinges and tossed it aside. Bulma? Bulma, what's wrong? Go away! I won't, I'll do it ...! Go away, I have to go to the hospital! she groaned and painfully tried to straighten up. Vegeta gently helped her up. > You won't go anywhere without me, either I'll bring you or you will die here! I'd rather go crazy! she growled in pain. Vegeta was about to freak out, she had humiliated him enough. But the 35 weeks have not passed by without a trace. He remembered all too well how lonely he was and how he suffered. Determined, he lifted her in his arms> next trip to the hospital! Let go of me Vegeta! she roared. > There it goes down 3000 meters! Then please go down 3000 sticks, everything is fine with me as long as I don't have to be with you! AH so much do you have me? he muttered very softly. > We'll be there soon! He calmed her down and landed in front of the Heathly Child Clinic reception. > We need a doctor! Vegeta growled at the young woman at the fort. > Read that Vegeta I'll do that! -I'm Mrs. Briefs, I need a doctor. Could you send me Doctor Tatsuo, please? Of course, just a moment! Can you let me down? she growled at Vegeta. > flap! he growled back and hugged her. A few minutes later, Doctor Tatsuo came over horny> Mrs. Briefs, what a pleasure to see you1 Your leg has not healed well? What kind of problem do we have this time? asked the white-bearded man who had visited Vegeta and Bulma before.Bulma remained silent and held her stomach in pain.> Oh I see, no problem. Follow me!