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Preface: Well, this FF is about Bulma and Vegeta again. But this time our beloved Yamcha also plays a role. but not essential. Or is it? Oh, I do not know!


Actually, the title doesn't fit that well, but I couldn't think of another.


Sorry because of the spelling mistakes!






When he opened his eyes his first glance fell on the woman who slept next to him. She lifted her chest gently and evenly. She had wrapped her naked body in the sheet and cuddled her in it. A few strands of hair fell over her face. Yamcha stroked her face tenderly and woke her up like "Tomorrow my darling!" he greeted her warmly. In response, he got a warm, loving smile. "So you stayed here after all? I hadn't even noticed, I was so tired." she said. "That was understandable after the night." He replied and smiled a little embarrassed. Bulma was happy. But suddenly both heard heavy footsteps. "Oh no, Vegeta is coming!" Bulma said annoyed and rolled her eyes. She quickly pulled the sheet a little higher. There was no more time to get dressed. Yamcha meanwhile dropped into the pillow and waited for Vegeta's roar. "Three, ...... two, ....... one ....." he counted and to the second Vegeta was already standing in the door frame. "The, ......... the gravitational space, ....... is broken ......" he uttered with difficulty. His right arm was injured and drooped limply. Blood dripped from the wound, which collected in a stain on the carpet. Bulma was frozen when she saw Vegeta in this state. At first she wanted to yell at him, but now she had changed her mind. "Vegeta," she said almost flatly. She hurriedly looked for her nightgown in bed and pulled it on, with her back turned to Vegeta. Then she jumped out of bed and hurried to the injured person."First come with me into the kitchen, you are making my expensive carpet dirty!" She said and tugged on his good arm. Since Bulma lived in the huge area, every single floor had its own living room. Vegeta reluctantly gave in and let Bulma treat his wound. A little later, Bulma and Yamcha had dressed, Bulma made her way into the gravity room. she thought angrily, remembering that she had already fixed the gravity room four times this week. Sullen, she went to work.


Yamcha had decided to go out to eat first. So slowly and in a good mood he went to the kitchen, where he also met Vegeta and Bulma's mother, who was filling up the cake supply. "Good morning Mrs. Briefs!" he greeted her warmly. He paid no attention to Vegeta. He took a water bottle and slurped it off within a very short time.He removed the packaging and made his way to the gravitation room. "Uff that is difficult!" both men heard a squeaky voice. Vegeta saw that Bulma's mother took the remaining pieces of cake, which were packed in another ten large parcels, on her delicate arms. Reluctantly, he took the parcel from her. He might be an egotist and an arrogant asshole too, but he had decency and manners. After all, he was a prince. "Where are you going?" he asked and brought the parcels to the said place. Yamcha paused in the kitchen while Frau Briefs raved about it. He only heard something like "What kind of a man" or "He is nice ......" and so on.


Bulma looked at the GM just restored. This time she had made everything even safer. It is covered with an extra layer of metal and screwed securely. "Is he done?" she heard a deep male voice behind her. "Yes, but the GR is already so damaged that it will soon fall apart.You shouldn't be training in here anymore. I'm building a new one! "" It will take time, "said Vegeta sullenly." I will train here as long as possible. " "Just do what you like. In any case, I won't fix it again! "For that tone she suspected a dirty look from Vegeta. However, she looked back just as darkly." You had better be careful in which tone you speak to me. "He said angrily." And you'd better be careful how you talk to her! "Yamcha had entered and stood next to Bulma." Are you going to threaten me? "Vegeta asked, amused. Everyone in the room knew that Vegeta was the stronger. But that didn't stop Yamcha from defending his girlfriend. After another mocking look Vegeta then went to the repaired GM Yamcha and Bulma went upstairs and spent a nice day together.


In the evening, Bulma had already gone to bed, she heard a door slam shut. She knew that sound, and she finally wanted to find out who or what it was.From the window she could see Vegeta, who was on the premises. He headed northeast. But what did he want there? There was nothing more than forest. That makes Bulma curious. It couldn't be stopped now. She quickly slipped into a pair of jeans and pulled on a T-shirt. Then she ran out. But Vegeta was already gone. Unsuspecting, she made her way towards the forest.


Yamcha, who was about to ring for the letters, saw Bulma walking around outside. Yamcha was amazed, but finally decided to follow her. So everyone followed everyone else because everyone wanted to know what the other was doing. Shivering, Bulma crept through the forest. She didn't believe in ghosts or dwarves, but she had often thought that she had seen one. However, she then calmed down again> Don't hate you Bulma! It was just some beast! > Finally she came to a clearing. Vegeta was there too.However, he seemed to be asleep. wondered Bulma. She walked lightly towards him. A couple of times she waved her hand in front of Vegeta's face until he suddenly spoke up. "What do you want?" he asked, not even opening his eyes. "Are you here every night?" she wanted to know and sat down on the grass. Her gaze wandered over the landscape. It was dark, but thanks to the moonlight she could see something. Nothing special could be seen. Only trees and bushes. The meadow led to a small stream, which you could only hear from here. Bulma inhaled the fresh and cool forest air. Now Vegeta opened his eyes and looked at her. "Why are you here?" he wanted to know. "I wanted to know where you go every night. Now I know where. But why are you here?" he said harshly and lay down. There was silence for a while until Bulma broke the silence. "Look, a bunny!" called her.Vegeta just looked puzzled at the sky he asked himself. "Where? How does a rabbit get there?" he finally asked aloud. "You don't have a bit of imagination either. And I thought Yamcha was bad!" "Just stop that ........" Silence again.


Yamcha was now hiding behind a tree. He watched the two of them.


This time Vegeta started to speak. "This place somehow reminds me of my home planet. There was a place that was almost exactly like this one. The only thing that was different were the stars and your lack of presence." He said, and for the first time Bulma could smile see at Vegeta. "How was it on your planet?" she asked. Vegeta was very surprised. Up until now nobody had been interested in him, let alone in his planet. "It was," he didn't know how to say it, "... it was nice.There were tons of trees and plants. The water was icy cold and shimmered green-blue in the sun. "He had now closed his eyes again and Bulma did the same. She listened attentively to his words, his voice, which now seemed so sensitive to her. Now that he was from his home spoke. "There was never cold. It was always warm and the palace reflected the rays of the sun with its golden cloak. "A sigh was audible and suddenly Bulma felt comfortable around Vegeta. He was not what she always thought. He either liked or hated something. However, his home was the only thing he liked, and it hadn't been there for a long time.


Yamcha was rooted to the spot. Suddenly he understood. Suddenly everything came together. Suddenly everything became clear to him. He wasn't stupid. He could remember how the boy from the future had killed Freezer and his father. He was a supersayajin. And he was wearing Capsule Corporation clothes.Bulma was employed there, and Vegeta was a sayajin. He now realized who his parents were. And he knew he couldn't stop it. Quietly, and still in shock, he left his hiding place and started back. Tears ran down his face, but he knew it was right. He didn't want the good time with Bulma to end in an argument. So he kept it in good memory and ended the relationship, even if Bulma didn't know about it yet.


"A shooting star!" called her. “Now I can make a wish!” She quickly closed her eyes and made a wish. However, she was irritated by her own desire. "And what did you wish for?" asked Vegeta. "You can't say that ......!" "You believe every crap. If you don't express your wishes, they won't come true!" "OK, then I'll tell you what I want "He looked at her with unexpected interest in Bulma's wish. "I wished ........" "Yes?" "I wished that ........." "That what ?!" "That you kissed me!" Bulma said quickly and blushed. "Huh?" Vegeta didn't even understand what Bulma had said, but gradually he realized what she was talking about. “Oh.” He hadn't expected that at all. “Did you really wish that?” In the meantime he had propped himself up on his good arm and looked at Bulma in astonishment and questioning. “Yes,” she replied softly. But suddenly she felt a warm hand on her cheek. "Then I want to grant you your wish." She heard Vegeta say. His voice was gentle and honest. She had never sounded like this before. Bulma's heart beat faster. Why was she so excited? Vegeta looked her straight in the eye. His face was only a few inches away from hers and she could feel his warm breath flitting past her cheek.She