looking at? Did I ..." "I'm not looking at you at all."" You are fine. "" Tz, I've never met someone as conceited as you. "Bulma takes a mirror out of her handbag and it shows his face. At that moment, he knows what she means by that and immediately stops eating. He tosses what has been served and walks up to her. Bulma knows that he's angry and is already running away. Vegeta could easily catch her, but he doesn't. "Why? I don't know." The two run around the kitchen table. Bulma can't run very fast in the dress. Vegeta turns the direction and she runs straight into his arms. He grabs her around the waist and they both look at each other. Bulma hasn't felt so well for a long time and Vegeta just can't believe what he's doing. But it's nice to touch her.> Ding Dong

Bulma and Yamcha are sitting in the restaurant and waiting for the waiter. She looks outside and her thoughts are in the kitchen. `Vegeta grabbed my waist so tenderly, despite the fact that I annoyed him and his gaze was not filled with hate at all. `Suddenly Yamcha nudges and wakes her out of her thoughts. "What would you like to eat, Mademoiselle?" the waiter asks her for the fourth time. "Um ... please excuse me. I would like a fish fillet." Then the waiter goes into the kitchen.


"You look really nice in this dress. You could wear something like that more often." Bulma doesn't really listen to him and her thoughts are completely different. Yamcha pays her a lot of compliments and doesn't even notice that she isn't listening to him. “And here is your fish fillet.” The waiter puts the plate in front of her nose and pours the cold champagne in her glass. “Thank you very much.” Bulma says and starts to eat without saying anything."Would you like to go boat with me tomorrow? Tomorrow it should be nice weather." "Let's see." She answers him and sighs very softly to herself. How nice it would be if Vegeta would ask her something like that. 'What is he doing now? He doesn't usually stop training that early, but today? Something is not right. He's definitely up to something. I have to know it. "Yamcha, could you please drive me home? I have such a bad feeling in my stomach." "But Bulma, we haven't finished eating yet." He answers her and sounds somehow desperate. “If you don't drive me home, I'll just walk.” “No, no, that's not necessary. I'll drive you home.” Bulma is nervous and has a terrible premonition. “Waiter, we want to pay.” Things can't go fast enough for Bulma and gets up while Yamcha pays. On the way to her home, she looks nervously out the window. "What's the matter with you? You have changed so strangely.Something wrong? Asks Yamcha worried. He has never seen her in such a situation. `Vegeta, something is wrong.` As soon as the car stops, she runs into the garden, but Yamcha catches up with her and holds her hand . "It's all right. "Vegeta leaves the house and wants to get into the space capsule when he feels Yamcha and Bulma's aura. He looks to the right and sees the couple.` Tz, Earthlings. `The door of the ship is about to close and Bulma is fighting Yamcha hands and goes to Vegeta, "Where are you going? “But the space capsule lifts off the ground and Yamcha pulls Bulma away from it.” Leave him alone. " "You understand nothing. "Tears run down her cheeks and she runs into the house. Vegeta has gone and has taken her heart with her. Yamcha doesn't understand anything anymore. For the next few days, Bulma hides in the laboratory and doesn't want to know anything more about the world. All the while, she is just in a bad mood and has already managed the computer when it was swept off the table about to crash.

Meanwhile, Vegeta fights on a dangerous planet that consists only of warriors. There is no time for him to think about his feelings here. It's about bare survival. He stands panting in front of his opponent and tries to defeat his opponent with his speed. He is not interested in the prize money, the main thing is to win.


After he has completed the third round, he sits down in a corner and takes care of his wounds. It is difficult for him to connect with his left hand. The bandage keeps falling out of his fingers and thinks of Bulma. `She is never there when you need her ... you don't need anyone, not even the help of an earth woman. "Numbers 22 and 32, please come to the bronze arena." Vegeta has the number 22 and his opponent looks something like Freezer. Except that it has stings on its head and it is green. The opponent's aura is incredibly large. `Oh man, his aura is almost as much as Son Goku. Finally a worthy opponent. '

During this time, Bulma crouches in the laboratory and, instead of working with robots, she works with chemicals. She's just trying something new. A glass slips out of her hand. When she clears it away, the glass cuts into her flesh and feels something terrible has happened to Vegeta. Again a feeling of apprehension and concern rises up in her. `Hopefully he's fine. Hm ... where is he now? In the meantime, Vegeta is thrown to the ground and gets impaled if he had not turned sideways in time. Several times his enemy narrowly hit him with his sting and injured him. Vegeta wipes the blood off his lips. “Haha.” Laughs his opponent. `I am a proud prince of the Saiyans. I won't lose to him or Kakarott. No way! "Vegeta can barely stand on her feet and sees Bulma with her worried eyes." You and me worried? Pah, nobody worries about a proud and cruel Saiyan prince like me.`His opponent takes the opportunity and jumps up. His spiky head aims straight at Vegeta. He regains consciousness in time and remembers the sun attack. He copied it from Kuririn and now objects. This attack blinds his opponent and he bends down a little and hits the enemy's stomach with all his strength. He flies out of the ring and Vegeta is the winner. He is exhausted and at the end of his strength. Vegeta wipes the sweat from his forehead. The competition is over for today. In his cabin, he fetches his things. Outside, he activates the space capsule and goes inside to rest. Bulma turns on the screen and sees the exhausted Vegeta. “Vegeta, are you all right?” He looks at her and those worried eyes again. 'Oh, someone worries about me ?! Of all people from an earth woman. What does she want from me anyway. She should kindly leave me alone. "I'm fine when I don't have to see you."Bulma feels offended and turns off the screen. She is slowly enough. What did she do to him that he treats her like that?


Two months later, the proud Saiyan prince returns and Bulma's parents take care of him. Bulma went to Goku to get some good advice from him. "That's just Vegeta. He's a proud prince. You have to understand that." "Thanks for the advice." She expected more, but Goku is somewhere right and Bulma flies home. Her mother was already expecting her. "You are finally here. Vegeta has ..." "What is it to do with me?" she says coldly and closes the door behind her. Your mother opens it again. "Your father and I have to go straight away. You have to take care of him." "I don't have to do anything."


Ms. Briefs leaves the house with a sigh and gets into the car. She knows that Bulma will take care of Vegeta. She just gives in so coolly outside. Half an hour later, Bulma goes to see Vegeta, who is still unconscious in his bed."Why did you come back here? You don't need any help from such inferior Earthlings, do you?" Suddenly his whole body flinches and beads of sweat run down his face. 'It looks like he's got a fever. What is it to do with me anyway? He's snapping at me anyway ... "She can't think any further and already fetches a wet washcloth and wipes the moisture away from him. Then she puts the cloth on his head." Father ... Father ... "Vegeta is delusional and his hand reaches out for something. Bulma grabs it and he squeezes firmly. At this moment she has the feeling as if someone is breaking her hand. "Why do I have to fall in love with the strangest weird guys? First a desert pirate before Women is blushing and now a proud, arrogant, snooty and so handsome Saiyan prince. 'His hand pressure eases and she slowly loosens her hand and wants to make herself something to eat. As she walks out, she looks back and thinks he looks really cute, when he sleeps.

Bulma makes a big roast and the smell of onions fills Vegeta's room. This aroma leads him to an incredibly appetizing fantasy, with a table of delicious food. His stomach starts growling. The door opens and Bulma comes with a large bowl of rice and a large piece of meat on it. “You are already awake?” Her cool voice makes him think. `What did I do to make her treat me like that? "Yes, you can't see that, stupid cow? Give me the food. I'm really hungry." The way he jumps around with her, reaches her and throws the food in his face. Vegeta can't believe what just happened. “You dare to throw the food in the face of a prince?” “And if I dare.” Bulma slams the door behind her and is horrified about her behavior, but she is right. He's a guest here and a few manners can't hurt him. Bulma is particularly annoyed this time and she goes into the bathroom and sinks into the foam.`No, I definitely don't love a naughty guy like him. Then I prefer Yamcha a thousand times. Then she sees the sleeping picture of Vegeta in front of her and that changes her mind in a hurry. Suddenly the door opens and Vegeta looks laughing. Out of sheer anger, she forgot to close the door. "Can't you lock the door?" Vegeta yells at her and his head is bright red, so is Bulma. She throws a wet sponge at him.


Vegeta goes down one floor and washes herself in it. When he's finished, he sits down at the table and