Unusual normality




After the good treatment from the doctor, Vegeta was still awake on the bed, wandering in thought. with pain he straightened up a bit. he examined the beautiful creature that was sleeping in front of him with his deep, wild eyes. "How can she lie so calmly next to the destroyer of the universe?" he admired her courage and friendliness a little, but he hated that way. When she stared at him, a strange feeling spread in his stomach area, it was so dull and tingling. His head was confronted with this processing of feelings for the first time, and he couldn't cope with it. Like a bad horror film, these moving images with Bulma's "tenderness" ran into his head over and over again, he was already aching. "Why is she doing all this? What has gotten into her? I don't understand her! Why can't she leave me alone? I don't want that, it has to stop!" To be confronted daily, around the clock with a friendly human being who wants to "impose" this kind of behavior on him, Vegeta's body and mind simply cannot withstand it.He grabbed his head with both hands, it boomed like music that was too loud. He shook his head wildly to end this. Vegeta had grown up under the rule of cruel Saiya-Jins, he did not know feelings such as affection, warmth or security. His everyday life consisted of killing and ruling, this was the normalcy for him in which he was happy, proud and powerful, to enjoy high esteem. But this blue-haired earth woman actually managed to get him off his life, his training and his principles without being liquidated by him. Vegeta's little debauchery in "Neuland" was over when Bulma lay down with her head on his hips in her sleep. This feeling became his everyday life, every day he was brought into contact with it, slowly he even believed he felt a kind of warmth that emanated from her, which she distributed with her open, helpful, friendly and at the same time cheeky loving manner.As if in a trance he raised his hand instinctively, there was nothing he could do about it, it was like the will of higher powers.


He looked at all of his pride, his hands, they were trembling tremendously, his eyes widened, his thoughts just didn't let him calm down. He remembered the moment when Bulma clutched his hand with all her strength, this feeling drove him on. Again and again against his own will his hand moved to hers, he hesitated his will was not switched off, but only not strong enough to keep his hand open. Like a weight, his hand grew heavy over Bulma's and always heavy, as if gravity increased. That went too far for the Saiya-Jin, he resisted resolutely, but without any success, like an inconspicuous, unexplored wish within him. Bulma's proximity had triggered an unwanted reaction in him. His hand was now on hers. He could feel her steady heartbeat, his beating erratically like wildly. Bulma's subtle senses had perceived his touch, she almost smiled in her sleep.A reaction followed promptly, she lolled and snuggled her head at Vegeta's side. He could feel her soft hair and the hot breath on his skin now. He got goose bumps, he was shaking like he'd seen a ghost. It was scary to him, he was not familiar with this, but it did not seem "malicious" to him. He felt, if one can say that of Vegeta, full of warmth and "respected". He started to "doze" calmly, the serum worked and his condition made this possible because he was not in "restlessness". A terrible tiredness spread, the viruses have now been killed. His body was working on rebuilding, his mind was resting. With a strange feeling in his stomach, dull I would define it, he fell asleep. Vegeta found herself on a box in a dark room. He was young and wild, not older than 5 but respected and strong. It was gloomy; fight was in the air, somehow Vegeta suspected what was in store for him, nevertheless he remained calm, he was almost happy about all of this, because his life, his everyday life was marked by these fighting experiences.