choose. Yamcha really deserves a second chance and Vegeta is training not only to be better than Goku, but also against the cyborgs. She is confused and her shopping cart bumps into another .Immediately a fat woman gets upset about it and Bulma continues on her way and again another gets in her way. Without paying attention to who it is, she apologizes and drives on. "Hey Bulma. Bulma." Only the second time she reacts to it and turns around. Chi Chi stands in front of her with a full car. "Hi Chi Chi. Nice to see you." "You too." She sees Bulma's worried expression and asks immediately. "Sigh, Yamcha invited me to dinner, but Vegeta is sick." "Of course you have to stay with the sick person. You can go out for dinner ..." suddenly she stops in mid-sentence. "... did you just say Vegeta?" Bulma nods and Chi Chi's opinion changes in an instant. “Well, I'd go out than to stay home alone with these lunatics, really.” Well, Chi Chi's first suggestion was more reasonable. Vegeta has changed now and is no longer as bloodthirsty and destructive as it was when he came to earth. Maybe she should really take care of Vegeta."Well, Bulma, I really advise against it. If I were you, I would have him long ago ..." Bulma just can't stand it anymore and breaks off. "It's good Chi Chi. I have to keep shopping." On the way home, she has a bad feeling and drives like a madwoman through the streets. No traffic lights or even pedestrians can stop them, except for the empty tank. `Well wonderful. Two blocks and I'm home. 'It has to happen to her of all people and what now? Fortunately, a guy with red straw hair comes by and helps her bring the car to a parking lot. Because her daughter is a brilliant inventor, that's no problem at all. In the middle of the street, she starts repairing her car. After a good hour, she is done with it and reinstalled the engine properly. It's dark now and people look at her strangely. Oil stains can be seen everywhere on her. This gawking annoys her so much that she reacts to it like a wild fury."What is there to gawk? Never seen anyone doing a car repair?" Then she gets into the car and drives off. She almost got into an accident. `No, I must have been wrong. It wasn't Yamcha and this blonde. No, he wouldn't do that to me. `She keeps telling herself and when parking, she knocks over the mailbox and the garbage cans. `No, it's not YAMCHU. NO, it's not YAMCHU !!! `She does her shopping and looks at Vegeta. He sleeps like a little baby. Bulma closes the balcony door and covers him with a blanket. `Nonsense, a Saiyan certainly doesn't freeze in such a little cold. But better safe than sorry. She watches the sleeping dreamily. She takes a small ottoman and sits down next to him. `I could watch him for hours. He looks so different, so peaceful. `Her eyes are slowly closing. No wonder. First the amusement park, then Vegeta and the shopping. She really deserves a little break, but she can't take it for more than three minutes because the phone rings.Bulma jumps up and takes off. "How? But why? ... Your uncle is suddenly sick ... oh, of course I'm very sorry ... okay, I understand you completely ... Of course we'll make up for the evening ... see you then, bye. "The ringing of the phone makes Vegeta half awake and has heard pretty much everything. Disappointed, Bulma goes into the kitchen and makes food. As soon as she throws the steaks into the pan, Vegeta's stomach growls and he jumps up. In the next moment, he falls back on the sofa because he lacks the necessary strength. Bulma hears it and goes to see. "Is everything all right with you." This question is unnecessary for Vegeta. "Of course, woman. I'm not such a weakling as Yamcha." As soon as she hears the name, she swallows it and thinks about how many times he has betrayed her. It will certainly not be any different this time. Their distrust grows like tendrils. Vegeta sees her thoughtful look and wonders what stung her.What's between the two of them is none of his business anyway. “When will we finally have food?” He asks and his stomach growls a lot. Bulma goes into the kitchen silently and makes the meal. A few minutes pass and Vegeta hears something strange in the air. `It kind of smells burnt. `` BULMA, MY DINNER. "He shouts very loudly and at that moment she drops the pan with the hot fat. The oil splatters on her legs and sticks to her pants, this to her skin. Vegeta hears the pan falling and suddenly the strength comes in him and rushes into the kitchen. When he sees Bulma, he grabs her and flies with her to the nearest hospital. At this moment Vegeta doesn't worry about his pride, nor that she is an earth woman. The doctors see that it is Bulma and treat the injury without asking any questions. Vegeta wants to save herself all the questions and is already gone. He sits down on a tree and watches from outside. He is amazed that he said her name for the first time.He repeats BULMA over and over again. `Damn it! `


While the doctor looks at Bulma's wounds, she can't believe that Vegeta said her name instead of woman or earthly woman and what he did. When she flew to the hospital in his arms. Did she think it was all just a dream. "Ready, Ms. Briefs. Should I call you a taxi?" The doctor asks after he has finished with her. "Um ... that is not necessary. Please see if Vegeta, who brought me here, is still there ..." Vegeta comes in through the window and Bulma looks at him like she has never looked at him before. “I'll bring you home.” The doctor doesn't quite understand what the * young * man is talking about. As soon as he sees Vegeta carrying Bulma away, he thinks he is dreaming. `It can only be a dream. I need ... `


Bulma clings tightly to Vegeta and he feels the pressure all too clearly. However, he says nothing about it and pretends not to notice anything. Inside he is very upset and, strangely enough, although he is no better than Son Goku, he is satisfied.Bulma observes Vegeta all the way through the flight.


Once at home, Vegeta sits down in her room and puts her in bed. As soon as he wants to go out the door, she says very softly. “Thanks.” And falls asleep straight away. `Great, I'm still hungry. With this in mind, he goes into the kitchen and makes the food himself. For this evening it was enough for him and after he has eaten his fill he goes to sleep. The day has been really exhausting.


The next morning Vegeta wakes up and is already sitting at the breakfast table, waiting for breakfast. `When will this earthly woman finally come down. I have a lot of hunger pangs. `Vegeta thought last night's event was just a dream. He and help. That can only be a nightmare. After five minutes, he goes upstairs and pulls the door open for Bulma. `In fact, the woman is still sleeping instead of serving me breakfast. What occurs to me to keep ME, the prince of all Saiyans waiting."Get up! I'm hungry." At that moment, Bulma falls off the bed and Vegeta sees the injury. He can't help but turn around and then stands in front of her room, breathing deeply in and out. `So it wasn't a dream ... it was a dream ... no, it never happened. No way! "NEVER !!!" he screams loudly and Bulma sticks her head out. "Is what? Why are you screaming like that?" Her sleepy look almost makes him laugh. "I haven't had my breakfast yet. I'll be waiting for you in the kitchen in five minutes." Bulma clenched her teeth because her injury still hurts and he has absolutely no regard for it. "For your information, your hollowness! I AM INJURED !!!" His ears fell off and went down the stairs very easily. `What should I do, I don't need anyone. As he gulps down the food, Bulma goes into the bathroom and changes the bandages before washing herself.


'Ding Dong' Vegeta puts on the chicken drumstick and pretends he has not heard anything.> Ding Dong Ding Dong <"FINALLY OPEN THE DOOR VEGETA!" Bulma screams loudly that the food gets stuck in his throat. He knocks on his chest a few times and goes to open the door. Yamcha stands in front of the door and does not look forward, but at the street. Only a hair can fit between Vegeta's face and the bouquet of roses. "Bulma ..." The bouquet is so huge that it cannot see Vegeta because it is also so small. "Sorry, I'm not Bulma and I'm not into guys and you definitely." The grim voice recognizes Yamcha all too well and lowers the bouquet. "Hehe ... where is Bulma?" asks Yamcha and looks, but there is no trace of her. "Who's at the door, Vegeta?" Bulma screams again. "It's just me honey!" Yamcha replies in a honey voice. Vegeta almost puked in the corner. `The guy is probably not ticking right, and she is. But it's none of my business. 'Grinning, he goes into the kitchen and continues to have breakfast. Yamcha goes up the stairs and Vegeta somehow doesn't like the fact that he feels at home here.The guy doesn't live here anymore anyway. Because of the injury, Bulma is wearing cloth trousers and a t-shirt. Yamcha introduced her differently. In a sheer silk night dress. Bulma notices his disappointed look. "Is what? You don't have to worry about last night. It's okay if your uncle is sick." Yamcha looks at her quizzically. Which uncle of his is sick? All his life, until he met Bulma, Pool has been his only * girlfriend *. "What is it? Is your uncle still not doing well or is it another lie? You must have the evening with some ..." Bulma can no longer speak and tears are forming in her eyes. Yamcha kneels on the ground and takes a small box from his pocket. He opens the lid and a ring that sparkles with a tiny diamond. Bulma cannot grasp and threatens to suffocate with astonishment. `He ... he ... '" Bulma, do you want to be my wife? "His look with hope and just waiting for the word YES. But this romantic moment doesn't last long and Vegeta scowls."Bulma!" his voice is serious and ruins the whole romance. This time Yamcha can no longer be thwarted by Vegeta and gets up immediately. He walks