Translation
Fanfic: Eine Stück (gemeint ist Musik) für Vegeta (2)
Chapter: A piece (meaning music) for Vegeta (2)
Since unfortunately nobody got in touch with the 1st chapter, I'll just go on now.
Chapter 2
I woke up from my deep sleep. The sun's rays warmed my skin, I heard birds chirping. I slowly opened my eyes, the light blinded me, but I felt rested and refreshed.
I stared at the ceiling. How long did I sleep? What had actually happened? My head ached at the thought. Gradually the memories came back. I haven't been able to strain myself for days. The goal of becoming a Super Sajajin seemed to get further removed and become more unattainable with each passing day. "What am I doing wrong? Why is Kakarott always better than me? He trains a lot less than me ..." I read the thought well and decided to take a day off and do nothing. I threw back the covers and sat up. My gaze stayed on her."Bulma ..." She sat at the table with her head on her hands. Her features were hard. "Oh no ..." She mumbled in her sleep ... I turned away from her, shaking my head. These people ... But wait, "Did she take care of me ?? Shit ... I'm a Sajajin ... I don't need any help ... now I'm considered a wimp ..." I was in a bad mood wide. I started to rethink my plan to take a day vacation. The training deficit had to be made up in the end. "Kakarott ... I have to and will defeat you!"
At that moment my lively train of thought was disturbed by new fighting techniques and reflections on the legendary Super Sajajin by a loud yawn. Grumpy and rather annoyed, I looked at the person who must have obviously made these noises ...
The female.
She stretched and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Bulma circled her head to seemingly relieve tension in her neck.I watched her busy waking up and it felt like she'd forgotten that she wasn't alone here. "People are so primitive ... don't even notice anything when they are busy with something." I sank into thoughts of my people again ... the Sajajins ...
"Oh Vegeta! You woke up! How are you? Did you sleep well? Do you always have to exert yourself so much! You can ..." A flood of senseless sentences followed one another. I wasn't listening to Bulma. Just looked at her and wondered if the human woman, who always had so much to do when the gravity room was broken, really kept watch over my bed the whole time, just because I had such a stupid fit of weakness.
Again I started thinking about my people. A warrior would never have received help. If someone was injured he was not cared for. You had to take care of yourself and whoever was incapacitated during the war was "disposed of" ...
"How long did I sleep ??" - "1 day! I just said that! Why do you never actually listen to me ??"
"Have you been sitting here the whole time ??" I gave her a piercing look. Bulma blushed and looked at the floor ...
"Well ... ahem ..." I got up and grabbed her arm. "Well?" - "Yes ..." she whispered softly. I did not expect such an answer, I had expected a lot but not that ..
Bulma looked at me. I noticed her trying to read a reaction on my face, but my face remained petrified with no sign of emotion. To say thank you now, showing feelings is only weakness. In addition, I didn't know myself whether I should be angry that I was looked after like a small child, or that I was looked after, cared for and someone cared about me.
"You should have done that," I said almost gently. My tone surprised me, I didn't want to show any weaknesses, not for women."A Sajajin does not need to be cared for by effeminate people!" I added in my usual crude manner.
I felt kind of hurt, hurt in my pride. I had always been strong and got along very well in the wild for a long time without any injuries. And now, a little weakness had just put me on hold! Under other conditions that would have meant certain death!
Bulma looked at me with uncomprehending eyes. " How can you...
Well, I hope someone gets in touch and says something. I know the beginning is still very meaningless, but I'm trying to improve myself and separate the plot from the other B / V stories! My father absolutely had to read the first chapter and just said (apart from the massive spelling errors: well, I don't know what kind of comment I should make myself!
Cu surgeon sute
Chapter 2
I woke up from my deep sleep. The sun's rays warmed my skin, I heard birds chirping. I slowly opened my eyes, the light blinded me, but I felt rested and refreshed.
I stared at the ceiling. How long did I sleep? What had actually happened? My head ached at the thought. Gradually the memories came back. I haven't been able to strain myself for days. The goal of becoming a Super Sajajin seemed to get further removed and become more unattainable with each passing day. "What am I doing wrong? Why is Kakarott always better than me? He trains a lot less than me ..." I read the thought well and decided to take a day off and do nothing. I threw back the covers and sat up. My gaze stayed on her."Bulma ..." She sat at the table with her head on her hands. Her features were hard. "Oh no ..." She mumbled in her sleep ... I turned away from her, shaking my head. These people ... But wait, "Did she take care of me ?? Shit ... I'm a Sajajin ... I don't need any help ... now I'm considered a wimp ..." I was in a bad mood wide. I started to rethink my plan to take a day vacation. The training deficit had to be made up in the end. "Kakarott ... I have to and will defeat you!"
At that moment my lively train of thought was disturbed by new fighting techniques and reflections on the legendary Super Sajajin by a loud yawn. Grumpy and rather annoyed, I looked at the person who must have obviously made these noises ...
The female.
She stretched and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Bulma circled her head to seemingly relieve tension in her neck.I watched her busy waking up and it felt like she'd forgotten that she wasn't alone here. "People are so primitive ... don't even notice anything when they are busy with something." I sank into thoughts of my people again ... the Sajajins ...
"Oh Vegeta! You woke up! How are you? Did you sleep well? Do you always have to exert yourself so much! You can ..." A flood of senseless sentences followed one another. I wasn't listening to Bulma. Just looked at her and wondered if the human woman, who always had so much to do when the gravity room was broken, really kept watch over my bed the whole time, just because I had such a stupid fit of weakness.
Again I started thinking about my people. A warrior would never have received help. If someone was injured he was not cared for. You had to take care of yourself and whoever was incapacitated during the war was "disposed of" ...
"How long did I sleep ??" - "1 day! I just said that! Why do you never actually listen to me ??"
"Have you been sitting here the whole time ??" I gave her a piercing look. Bulma blushed and looked at the floor ...
"Well ... ahem ..." I got up and grabbed her arm. "Well?" - "Yes ..." she whispered softly. I did not expect such an answer, I had expected a lot but not that ..
Bulma looked at me. I noticed her trying to read a reaction on my face, but my face remained petrified with no sign of emotion. To say thank you now, showing feelings is only weakness. In addition, I didn't know myself whether I should be angry that I was looked after like a small child, or that I was looked after, cared for and someone cared about me.
"You should have done that," I said almost gently. My tone surprised me, I didn't want to show any weaknesses, not for women."A Sajajin does not need to be cared for by effeminate people!" I added in my usual crude manner.
I felt kind of hurt, hurt in my pride. I had always been strong and got along very well in the wild for a long time without any injuries. And now, a little weakness had just put me on hold! Under other conditions that would have meant certain death!
Bulma looked at me with uncomprehending eyes. " How can you...
Well, I hope someone gets in touch and says something. I know the beginning is still very meaningless, but I'm trying to improve myself and separate the plot from the other B / V stories! My father absolutely had to read the first chapter and just said (apart from the massive spelling errors: well, I don't know what kind of comment I should make myself!
Cu surgeon sute