minutes, Vegeta had all his stomach contents on his blanket. 'I can't go on, my stomach aches and my wounds burn ... Damn it, I've never had to go through anything like this.'His eyes wandered to Bulma' Why is she helping me? 'Meanwhile, Bulma rolled up the blanket and put it in the hallway. She took a new one out of the closet and laid it on Vegeta's bed. "Come on Vegeta, I'll help you change." Vegeta looked at Bulma with glassy eyes. "I do ..... no ... help," he gasped. "Oh yes, Mr. Sajajinprinz, for once you need help too!" Bulma reached under Vegeta's arms and pulled him out of bed with all her strength. "Can you stand?" "I think so" Bulma let it go slowly. Vegeta swayed, but he stopped. She carefully peeled off the bandages. She took the first-aid kit out of the closet. First she rubbed ointment on his wounds, then he got new bandages. Vegeta let everything happen to her. 'I still feel sick in my stomach. Everything moves so slowly ... 'His eyes became even more glassy. As Bulma got closer to his head she saw that something was wrong. “Vegeta?” “Hmm?” He looked into her eyes and almost lost himself in them until he uttered a low “what's up”.Bulma's hand came closer and closer to his forehead. 'Not a wobbler? 'Now her hand touched his forehead. "Shit" "Hmm?" Vegeta looked at her even more slowly than before. "You have a fever! Your wounds must be infected!"


She put him back in bed and covered him. "Stay there Vegeta, I'll get the doctor!" "No, please stay there," he whispered to her. 'I don't want to be alone, not now ...' "But Vegeta ..." 'His look, as helpless as a little baby ... Shit, what am I going to do with you. Why do I care about you anyway? Oh shit it doesn't matter ... I have to get the fever down ... Calf wraps? He'll probably spit medicine again in a moment. '"Vegeta, I have to take your temperature" No wobble "It doesn't hurt, I promise!" A slight nod was heard. '40, 3 ° and that so fast ... within half an hour ... '"Vegeta, I'll put a calf wrap for your fever, O.K.?" Again he nodded slightly. And then Bulma dashed into the bathroom, fished out towels and two large bath towels.With a bucket of ice cold water and the towels, she dashed back to Vegeta. This lay like a pile of misery on the bed and moaned from exhaustion and pain. Bulma put the blanket aside and wrapped the first leg. Vegeta flinches at the cold touch. When Bulma was done, she covered him and put a cold compress on his head. Vegeta looked into her eyes, relieved and almost grateful, and closed his. 'Human Vegeta, you can cause trouble! 'Bulma did not leave his side for 2 days. On the third day he finally woke up.




His songs started to flutter and then he slowly opened his eyes. 'Mh, what happened? My head still hurts and I feel strange in my stomach ... but the wounds don't hurt that much anymore ... 'his gaze wandered to the right, where Bulma was guarding him. 'She is there ... why? '"Well, among the living again? You gave me a huge scare! First you collapse in the hallway, then you're halfway over the mountain and then something!I hope for you that you will voluntarily stay in bed for the next few days. Otherwise ... "Otherwise what" replied Vegeta. "Otherwise you can look for a new roof over your head !!! Bulma looked at him sternly. Vegeta almost lost a smile." I'm hungry, woman. "" Well, you won't get something to eat until tomorrow. Your stomach needs to calm down again. "" And what do I eat during that time? "Vegeta looked at Bulma questioningly." Nothing, you'll have to make do with tea. "" Hmpf, then bring me some tea "


Bulma left the room and ran into the kitchen to prepare a pot of chamomile tea.


Vegeta tried to get up during this time. It failed. The only stupid thing was that he had already gotten out of bed. Now he was lying on the floor and cursing like a pipe sparrow. 'Shit, damn it, well done. Bulma will freak out when she sees me on the floor. How do I get back to bed? ' his hands gripped the bed frame and he slowly pulled himself up on it. After 10 minutes, which were very long for him, he finally got into bed.Just in time, because Bulma burst into the room with tea and a cup in hand.


"Vegeta here, chamomile tea. It's good for the stomach and it fills you up. Do you want honey in it?" "Honey?" "Honey makes the tea sweet, similar to the sugar in a cake." "Yes, then with honey "Vegeta could only speak softly because of the re-bed climbing action. Bulma poured him a cup of tea and showed him how to handle the honey. "I have to keep working Vegeta. I'll check back later. And don't you dare to get out of bed!" "I get up when I want, woman. And I don't care if you keep working!" Bulma glared at him and left the room. Vegeta ran that shiver down her spine again. 'What shoud that? Why is she giving me orders? Hmmm, the tea is good '. Vegeta emptied the cup and snuggled into his pillows.


In the evening Bulma looked into his room with a new pot of tea. 'He sleeps very calmly.It seems to be over. Hm, he looks really cute. 'She put the can on the dessert, put her hand briefly on his forehead,' Higher again, but not disturbing ', took the old pot and left the room.




End of part 1 to be continued.