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Here's part 5. The next one is next week. Have fun










Part 5




“Vegeta?” He didn't respond. "Damn it. I have to be able to get rid of that wall." Bulma thought doggedly. She tried, but to no avail. She ran into the C.C. and rounded up all the staff she could find. Together they finally managed to remove the wall. Bulma felt Vegeta's pulse, which was only very weak. "Get a doctor. But immediately." A few employees ran away to call the doctor, the others helped bulma Vegeta to get into his room. Bulma sat on Vegeta's bed for a long time. Even after the doctor was gone. He found that Vegeta had a few broken bones and a high fever. He couldn't explain where that came from, though. She looked at the still unconscious Vegeta. She didn't know herself why she had been so composed earlier and why she was still able to think clearly.The whole tension now gave way to concern for the Saiyan. She gently stroked his face. "Please. You mustn't die." she whispered and kissed him on the forehead. At some point Bulma must have fell asleep. The sun sent its rays through the room and thus illuminated it. Bulma woke up and saw that Vegeta was still unconscious. She put her hand on his forehead, which was still quite hot. She went into the bathroom and came back a little later with a wet towel that she put on his forehead, then she went into the bathroom to take a shower. Then she immediately went back to vegeta and changed the cloth. Actually, she should have gone to the laboratory to finish an experiment. But she was so worried about vegeta that she stayed in his room. Around noon the doorbell rang. After a while there was a knock on Vegeta's door. "in." Bulma called, but immediately regretted it. It was Yamcha! “Hi Bulma.” He gave her a kiss. "I wanted to pick you up.A new film with Will Smith (* g *) starts today. I really have to watch it, and I thought you'd come with me. "Bulma was horrified by so much numbness. She got angry." What are you actually imagining? Come in here and ask me if I'm going to the cinema with you. Could it be that it escaped your valued attention that Vegeta is badly injured? " " No it is not. But what do I care about Vegeta? "" That you don't care how he's doing, I've noticed by now. But I am interested in it. I want him to get well again, "she yelled." Do you have a crush on him or since when have you been interested in the welfare of our honorable prince? "Asked Yamcha. Bulma avoided answering his question directly. That's just what she said : "If someone is sick, do you have to take care of them or not? "" Of course, "Yamcha replied somewhat confused." You see. "Bulma turned back to Vegeta, a sure sign that she thought the conversation was over.Yamcha leaned over to her again and gave her a kiss that was so loving that Bulma was no longer sure whether she should try it again with him. Then he left. She sat on Vegeta's bed and looked at him lost in thought. "What should I do? Or rather, who should I choose? With Vegeta, I can be sure that he loves me, even if he doesn't show it. With Yamcha, I can't be sure whether he isn't me but cheats again. Yamcha is always the same, he is kind, understanding (?) and does everything I say. (* g *) Vegeta has two sides: One is the side where he is the strong, proud Saiyajin, his public side . And then the hidden one. He's lovely and very tender. I really wish someone could help me with this decision. But I have to make it alone, because it may be for life. "Bulma looked down at Vegeta, who lay there with his eyes closed. She sighed and laid her head on his chest.“Why can't you help me make the right decision?” Bulma's mind might not be able to decide, but her heart had long since made up its mind ....