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12. One less problem

Less than a week later, the spaceship lands, somewhat roughly, in the back garden of the Capsule Corporation. Bulma's father was waiting for Vegeta in the garden. Over the course of the week, the instruments began to play crazy and the fittings had failed several times. Nothing seemed to work properly anymore and Vegeta was afraid of not coming back in the meantime. With the instructions of Dr. Briefs, however, he managed to land a more or less clean landing. Except for a small crater, which was more of a bare spot in the snow-covered lawn around the spaceship, everything had gone smoothly. When Vegeta steps out of the hatch, he first lets himself fall onto the ramp with a sigh of relief and sits down.Bulma's father is already running up and says: "Well that was a haircut, boy!" and pointed to the two bent trees at the edge of the garden. Vegeta looks after his hand and nods with a weak “Phew!” This landing approach had pulled his last nerve. He almost fell with the ship in the middle of the city. That was his first crash landing, so to speak, which had also turned out well. "Well, well, then we'll just see what the good piece has." it comes from Dr. Briefs calmly and asks Vegeta to move off the ramp with a wave of his hand. Dr. Briefs presses the green button on the door and "poff!" the good piece was gone in a Hoi-poi capsule. Vegeta is amazed. He had seen it several times and observed how it is used, but that the spaceship also has this mechanism is new to him. Dr. A letter that correctly interprets his questioning looks replies with a smile: "We installed the mechanism during the last general overhaul.Perhaps that triggered this malfunction in the system. I have to take a closer look at that now. "" Aha .. "it comes from Vegeta." And when is the thing ready to fly again? "Vegeta asks him unfriendly." Mh ... yes, that can take a while. First go into the house and eat something, you look bad! "Smiles Dr. Briefs and walks away in the direction of the main entrance of the laboratories. Now Vegeta notices his stomach rumbling and takes to heart what Bulma's father advised him. When he entered the laboratory Kitchen comes, it's like 3 months ago. It's as if he had never been away. A vase of flowers is on the table in the dining room and Mrs. Brief's voice, which is humming a song as always, is through the open kitchen door To hear. She seems to be busy cooking, because it is already eating. It is so delicious that his mouth is watering. Yes, he had missed that too. The good food, because he can do these ready meals in the spaceship haven't seen for a long time."Ah, you're already there! Welcome back!" Mrs. Briefs turns to him with the same friendly smile as always. "Uh .. yes." it comes briefly from Vegeta. "Very nice, the meal won't take long. But a bath will be good before that!" Bulma's mother starts talking and points with a stern look at Vegeta's slightly run-down appearance. Vegeta scratches the back of his head, embarrassed, disappears from the kitchen with a crooked grin and makes him come into the bathroom. After a long shower, he goes to his room to get dressed. He finds his room exactly as he left it. Somehow it has a calming effect on him. It gives him the feeling that he is wanted here and that he is expected to come back. When his gaze falls on his reflection in the wall mirror, he lowers his gaze. A strange feeling creeps up on him. A few days ago he had made the decision never to return to planet earth and just leave the Earthlings to their fate.That strange feeling, could it be his conscience? His conscience, which everyone thought he had none at all? He tears himself out of his thoughts again and goes to the closet to fish out some clothes. When he leaves the room and wants to go back downstairs, he falls on the door of Bulma's room that is open. He walks towards the door and stops in the frame. As always, Bulma's room looks like a battlefield. She must have been looking excitedly for something. Probably again she didn't know what to wear because half the closet was cleared out and all kinds of clothes were scattered on the bed and the floor. "Where did she go?" he asks himself, because the mess she hadn't looked for work or leisure clothes. "Well, it doesn't matter!" he shrugs his shoulders and makes his way downstairs to finally get something between his teeth, because now he himself notices that he is almost starving.

It was already dark outside when Vegeta comes back to his room. He had really enjoyed dinner. Somehow it was good for him to be able to talk to someone again. First, Dr. Briefs explained to him about the spaceship. He had found the weak point and to Vegeta's annoyance the repair would definitely take 2 to 3 weeks because Bulma's father has to re-adjust the entire system. After that, Mrs. Briefs had asked him holes in the stomach. How it was now in space. Whether he had a pleasant journey and whether he was able to warm up the ready meals and the microwave. He would be given a warm welcome that evening and for the first time Vegeta had the feeling of "coming home". Otherwise everything stayed the same, except that the chair across from him at the dining table was vacant. Bulma wasn't there and he often wondered where she was while eating.She wouldn't work through the night or anything like that. Bulma's parents, who noticed his questioning looks very well, made no effort to inform him about Bulma's remaining. He would find out soon enough what was going on here. Vegeta closes the door behind him and leans against her. "Phew! I'm fed up!" he sighs and walks towards the balcony door. It is the end of February and outside during the day the thin layer of snow that had lightly covered the lawn has already melted a little. In this region, the winters have never been so harsh and cold. Most winters passed green and without snow. It was much colder up north. He opens the balcony door and a cool night wind blows towards him. It's not cold but fresh. How he had longed for the cool, fresh and pure air of the earth is now clear to him and goes out onto the balcony. The sky is slightly overcast and yet some stars find their way through the cloud cover and let their light fall on the earth.The crescent is hiding behind a cloud that quickly passes by. It is calm and quiet. No sound can be heard, except for the faint wind and the distant cars on the street. But then he becomes aware of an engine noise. The car to which the sound belongs seems to stop in front of the front door. Vegeta leans over the railing to get a better view of the street. Who else could come to visit at this time? And he guessed correctly. The fat, dark red car stops in front of the garden gate at the front entrance and turns off the engine. The door on the driver's side opens and a tall, dark-haired man gets out. He is smartly dressed and has an elegant appearance, as Vegeta can see from a distance. The guy walks around the car and opens the passenger door. He extends his hand to someone to get out of the car. A delicate hand wearing a black glove grabs his and accepts the helpful offer.And now he recognizes Bulma, who is careful not to step on the hem of her long black dress when getting out of the car. She had tied her long hair strangely upwards with a black loop. The wafer-thin, transparent scarf hides your cleavage. The dress is tight-fitting and straight cut with a long slit on the left side. "She's dressed up!" exclaims Vegeta who almost didn't recognize Bulma. He knew that she was very fashion-conscious, but he had never seen her dressed up like this before. "What kind of guy is that ?!" he is serious about it. "Thanks for the nice evening and for bringing it home." Bulma thanks the big man. "No my dear, I have to thank you. It was an honor to take you out." the man smiles nicely at her and puts his hands on her shoulders. Bulma winced slightly at the touch. The handsome guy approaches her and gives her an unsolicited kiss. Bulma is not prepared for this and at first does not know what to do.Should she push him off or let it happen? With excitement, she notices later that she hasn't even closed her eyes. Only when Feith speaks to her with a smile: “Well, then good night.” Bulma looks at him with wide eyes and stammered to herself: “Yes ... yes, good night ..., and thank you again for the evening . "She still watches Feith as he climbs into his scales and drives away with the engine roaring. Bulma is rooted to the spot. Hesitantly and with a trembling hand, she puts her fingertips on her mouth. She looks at the overcast sky, at the few small stars and takes a deep breath. She didn't feel so comfortable with the kiss in her skin. It was so different, this kiss.

Vegeta is leaning against the balcony door in his room. He looks spellbound at the ground at his feet. "So that's it?" it comes from him absent-mindedly. "Mh ... so much the better." he comes to the end and a wistful smile flits over his lips.



13. A peaceful morning

Bulma blinks and stretches in her bed, yawning. It's only half past eight in the morning, but she doesn't feel like lying in bed any longer, although it got a little late yesterday. In her hot pant and strappy top, she waddles sleepily into the bathroom to freshen up for the day. Suddenly she remembers last night when she was kissed by Feith. She didn't expect it. He had literally attacked her with his kiss and she hadn't resisted it. “Maybe that's right?” She ponders. She had thought of him a lot since Vegeta left. Although she had accepted his decision, she couldn't easily forget what had happened. What had happened between them. Had all these looks and touches been just lies, she often wondered