This is my first FF, so since net so nasty ... but of course you can give a lot of comments.


Oh and I hope you notice what is being thought and what is being said.




"Done!" Bulma said cheerfully as she picked up the robot she had just built. "Let's see how long it lasts.", She thought with a grin. "But I'm slowly getting tired of repairing everything just because this Sajajin is too strong for the technology. But I don't have a stronger material than this. It's actually not worth building a better machine either. Vegeta took them apart in 2 minutes anyway. "Bulma was torn from her thoughts because there was a knock on the door. "Yes, come in." "Hi Bulma. Are you ready?" "Oh Yamcha ... um ... yes a moment, I just have to change my clothes quickly." With these words, Yamcha closed the workshop door and went into the kitchen.


"Should I tell Yamcha?I'm not at all sure. Maybe I still love him after all, but ... oh, I don't know. "Bulma looked at the picture of her and Yamcha on her bedside table." We look so happy. "When she had changed, she went down to the kitchen. She had made an appointment with Yamcha. They wanted to go to the new park in the western capital together.




Half an hour later in the WHP park. Bulma and Yamcha sat on a bench from which they could see the lake and the boats driving on it (oh yes ... * dream * * g *). "Um ... Bulma?" "Yes?" "Do you still love me?" Bulma looked embarrassed at the floor. "So ... you know ..." "So no ... -break- ... I ... I have to tell you something ..." Bulma looked at Yamcha expectantly. He nervously twisted a white rose he'd picked between two of his fingers. "You know ... well ... I think that ... that we should break up." He looked deep into Bulma's eyes. "I think you are right." "I thought you said that" He looked sadly at the rose in his hand."Yamcha ... it's not that I don't like you anymore, but I, I don't love you anymore." "It's the same with me." They stood up. Yamcha took Bulma in his arms. "See you then" He let go of Bulma, put the rose in her hand and headed for the exit. Bulma dropped back on the bench. "So now it's over. Over and over. After such a long time. It's best this way." Bulma looked at the rose that Yamcha had given her. "Good luck Yamcha! See you then." She strolled slowly through the park again and then flew her plane close to home.




"Vegeta ?!" Vegeta looked at the screen and saw Bulma with that "too happy" smile. "What is it? You're disturbing!" It's okay. I don't want to keep you from your training for a long time. I just wanted to tell you that I put the new robots in front of the door of the gravity room. "Vegeta was still scowling at the screen." I just hope they aren't as weak as the last ones."" You don't always have to be so rough. I don't have a harder material and because of the speed ... "" Oh, be quiet. "With these words he pressed the button that interrupted the connection between" his "gravity room and the anteroom and went to the door to get the new robots.


Bulma had left the anteroom quickly. She didn't really want to meet Vegeta. "What is this idiot thinking ?! He can live and eat and sleep and train here and to thank you for that you are just turned on stupidly. I am the prince of the Sajajins and nobody can contradict me ... Blah ... he will." still wonder ... ", grinning she went to her room. There her gaze met the white rose that was next to the photo of her and Yamcha. (I've got it with the rose * g *) She suddenly had to stop grinning. They had been separated for three hours now. She didn't miss Yamcha that much. She just missed the feeling of being hugged lovingly.

Bulma looked at the clock. "6:30 p.m. I must have fallen asleep. Maybe I should go to bed. But first I have to eat. After all, I only had breakfast today." After thinking about this, she got up and went into the kitchen.


When she opened the door to the kitchen she saw Vegeta sitting at the table. She went to the kitchen counter and turned on the coffee maker. Then she sat down at the table and watched Vegeta stuffing himself one bread after another. "How can you eat so much? How he would look if he didn't exercise. A fat Vegeta ..." At that thought Bulma had to grin. "What's there to grin?" Vegeta had looked up because he was surprised that Bulma was so calm. "I can grin here whenever I want and now give me some bread." "You have no right to give me orders!" "That wasn't an order, but a poorly formulated request." - "Hmm." Vegeta pushed Bulma in Bread, because he was too tired to argue with her, although he liked to do it.“Can I have the butter too?” Vegeta, who had just finished his dinner, pushed all the leftover things over to Bulma. “Anything else?” Vegeta turned and went to the door, grinning. Then he turned around again ...