Bulma had been sleeping for a long time when Vegeta walked into her room. He couldn't sleep the whole time and something forced him to go to Bulma. She had a large bed that was framed with a mosquito net. Her bed was right by the window and Bulma was sound asleep. Vegeta stepped up to her. He looked at her body, which was wrapped in a silk nightgown. A few strands fell on Bulma's face. "She's beautiful ..." Vegeta heard himself say. He opened the mosquito net and brushed the strands from Bulma's face with one hand. His hand went over her cheek to her neck and back. Bulma let out a satisfied sigh and uttered Vegeta's name, almost flatly. He backed away, but then touched her face again. This time Bulma's hand clasped his. He wanted to take her back, but the beautiful woman held her back. Vegeta looked at her face, Bulma slowly opened her eyes and looked at him dreamily.She put his hand on her cleavage. The sayajin could feel her heartbeat, but rather he could feel her silky skin and that warmth he had longed for so much. Bulma smiled a little. She took her other hand and framed Vegeta's face with it, indicating that he should approach her. Vegeta obeyed the silent command, and already felt Bulma's warm lips on his. "His lips are so tender ..." she thought Bulma. Still her hand on her cleavage, it wandered over her bosom, along her hips to her thighs. Bulma enjoyed her prince's caresses. “I would never have believed him to do that.” Bulma ran one hand through his black, wild hair and caressed his back tenderly. She could feel Vegeta relax and give herself completely to her. When they merged, Vegeta had felt happiness and contentment for a long time. And Bulma was no different either.

The next morning they were both arm in arm, and Bulma couldn't quite believe what had happened last night. It rolled onto Vegeta's chest. She loved that because it made her especially close to him. , feel his heartbeat and listen to his quiet breath. Vegeta woke up a little later and noticed Bulma counting his heartbeat. " Why are you doing this?" he asked softly. "Hm ?!" "why are you ..." "I already understood you. Just like that ..." Bulma whispered playfully. But suddenly she made a depressed expression. "What about you?" "I just had to think about the guy ... he wants to ... kill you." Bulma's voices grew lower and lower. Vegeta stroked her cheek and spoke in a soothing and confident voice: "Don't worry. I'll just train in the" space of time and mind ". I can do it. After all, I'm a prince!" "Yes, I hope ! "


Vegeta broke up around noon.Bulma hugged him and gave him another kiss. "Take good care of yourself, yes !?" she called after the Sayajin man.


Arrived in God's palace, Vegeta met Piccolo and Dende. Piccolo was meditating again, but he noticed the fighter anyway. "What do you want here?" I want to train in the "space of time and mind"! "replied Vegeta shortly." And why, if I may ask? "" Because it's necessary, get it !? Besides, nobody is inside anyway, so it doesn't bother anyone either! “That was an argument.” Well, that's fine. But don't take too long ... "and Vegeta was gone.


Meanwhile, Bulma was on the phone and told Chichi what had happened the day before. Who the attacker was and what he wanted. But Chichi was mainly interested in the night. "And how did it come about?" Um, well, well ... "" Now tell me, "Chichi urged her." I had to take care of his wounds, and a certain tension arose. I then left, but Vegeta came to my room at night .. "" He came into your room?Hopefully you threw him out ?! "" No, I was .. you know, I couldn't fight it. It felt so good .. do you understand? " " Yes / Yes. Let's hope it wasn't a mistake. We'll hear from you tomorrow, okay? " " OK, see you later. Bye! "Bulma put the phone down and went to her room. There she lay down on her bed." It still smells like him ... It smells so good. "Lost in thought, she snuggled into her bedding. Slowly she fell into a deep sleep. She didn't wake up again until the next morning. She finally felt fit and lively again. Besides, she was already looking forward to the afternoon, because then Vegeta would come back. The trained meanwhile relentlessly. "I have to get stronger. "Those words were buzzing around in his head the whole time.


After that one day, Vegeta had finished his training and left the room. His clothes were tattered and he didn't smell pleasant either. Piccolo noticed first that Vegta was leaving the room."He's gotten pretty strong, but why all this?" he wondered. "And how did it go? 2" Good, you can see! "Replied Vegeta with his typical mocking tone of voice." Is there a special reason that you train here? "Vegeta thought for a moment. If he told him, the whole Z-troop would want to fight. And Vegeta didn't want that." A personal reason! "Replied Vegeta and flew towards the Capsule Corporation. Bulma saw him from afar and ran out. As soon as Vegeta landed there she stormed up to him and hugged him. "You're back!" she said happily. "Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" Vegeta asked irritably. A year had passed for him, and he had long since forgotten the night with Bulma. He roughly pushed Bulma aside, who didn't really understand what it was all about. "Have you forgotten everything?" she asked the Sayajin sadly. He stopped. "I don't have any Time for such gimmicks.! I have to train ... "he just said, and left Bulma alone in the snow.

The two of them didn't talk much for the next few days. Bulma avoided Vegeta. She accepted his decision, after all, he had always been so arrogant, but she hated herself for getting involved with him. The Sayajin, on the other hand, trained in gravity all the time.


Finally the day had come when the stranger wanted to come back. And he came too. "Vegeta! Are you there? Come out of your hiding place!" "I don't need a hiding place!" said this and attacked already. Amat was visibly surprised but also angry. "Today you will die!" "Wrong .., today you will die!" Vegeta attacked again. He hit his opponent as if he were a sandbag. Bulma watched the fight from a window. When Amat suddenly banged against it, she fell to the ground in shock. Vegeta now gathered energy in his finger, aimed, and fired. He knew that he was stronger than his opponent .. But he jumped to the side and Vegeta's energy beam was now racing towards Bulma .. The Sayajin was able to deflect him a little, but still hit Bulma in the stomach.Bulma gave a short but loud scream and then sank to the floor. Vegeta stared at them injured. He didn't want that. He didn't want to meet Bulma. It was all Amat's fault! The prince grew angry. All of his energy gathered in the palm of his hand. While Vegeta fired the energy ball at Amat he shouted: "Die dog!" It was like that. The only thing that was left of the alien warrior was a pile of dust that was carried away by the wind. Vegeta looked up at the sky with pride. He had defeated him. All alone. That was a good feeling. But then he remembered Bulma. “Oh god, Bulma!” He flew quickly towards her. He could see that she had a rather large wound and a pool of blood was forming. "Bulma !? Bulma !?" Vegeta was worried. He took the woman in his arms and flew her towards the hospital. He flew as fast as he could. "Why am I doing this anyway? She's just an earth woman!" But then Vegeta remembered the day when Bulma had taken care of him.She did it even though they just fought. And he remembered the night he spent with her .. The Sayajin looked at the woman in his arms, and he knew that if she didn't get any help, she would die.


On arrival at the hospital, Bulma was treated immediately. She got blood and her wound was taken care of. The sisters put her in a single room. While Vegeta sat in the waiting room, he thought about why he could defeat Amar so quickly. He knew . that it wasn't just his strength. Rather, it was the anger that Bulma was hurting that helped him. Vegeta knew that he cared about Bulma. He even admitted it to himself. "Excuse me! Are you the man who brought Mrs. Briefs over here?" a doctor asked Vegeta. "yes I am." "Good, so Mrs. Briefs is stable, but she has a few ..." Vegeta was no longer listening. He didn't understand the technical jargon anyway. He wanted to see Bulma and went to her room.There he saw her lying. Connected to all the devices. That made him sad: "It's all my fault. I should have seen you!" Vegeta clenched his fists. When he had calmed down again, he stroked Bulma's pale face. He kissed her briefly, but with full warmth. Bulma woke up just as he was about to leave the room. "Vegeta ... thank you." she spoke softly. He looked at her briefly, and then left the room. Bulma was happy. She was injured, but the Syajin wasn't so cold to her anymore. She fell asleep calmly and dreamed of her prince ......




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