without finding an answer. She had given up worrying about it. And now that she hadn't heard from him for 3 months, her life began to level off again.At first she hadn't gone out for a long time. Only a month ago did she regain the courage to go to a cafe by herself. She was ready to make new contacts. Though she wasn't exactly looking to depend on anyone. If only she hadn't felt so lonely and abandoned. Yes, and three weeks ago she met Feith in a pub where she used to go often with Yamcha and started talking to him. He seemed very nice and personable to her and a week later they met again in this pub. They first agreed to go for a walk in the park and to go to the cinema. Yesterday they had been to a classy dance evening. And Feith was a good dancer as she was able to tell. He was elegant and charming. But something makes Bulma doubt him. She felt like it wasn't right and maybe she should finish it before going too far. "One shower and I'm awake!" she gets out of her gloomy thoughts and decides not to deal with these complicated things, as Feith represented one, for today.Afterwards she just wanted to have a quick breakfast and then retire to her laboratory to dive into her latest project, a new series of gliders. She slips off her nightgown, throws it into the laundry basket in the anteroom and grabs a bath towel from the closet on her left. She pushes the bathroom door open and stands there, frozen. "What? !! What are you doing here ?!" she turns around when she sees Vegeta. Vegeta, who was just about to wrap the towel around his hips, is doing his faster. "Never heard of knocking ?!" he drives to her bright red. "Stay cool!" Bulma takes a deep breath first. "There's nothing to see anyway that I haven't already seen." she now grins broadly at him. After a moment's hesitation, Vegeta replies with a quiet "I agree." and cannot even take his eyes off her naked appearance. "Hey! What are you staring at ?! Lecher!" she screams at him, throws a hair shampoo bottle, which is on the shelf to her right, to his head and quickly wraps herself in the bath towel. "Hey!Are you crazy? What kind of greeting is that ?! "Vegeta takes his arms over his head to protect himself from flying parts like he was used to from the old days. The towel that he had laboriously wrapped around his hips falls Bulma's gaze stays where the towel was before. To her own surprise it turns red like a tomato. "Why does that make me so embarrassed ?! "she thinks. After all, she had already seen him naked. And he had seen her too, so why was her heart beating up to her neck. Vegeta bends down and pulls the towel back into its right place." Well, uh ... then I think I'd better go, right? "Vegeta stammered and tried to squeeze through the door next to her. He slipped on the wet tiled floor. He tried to keep his balance and rowed his arms. Bulma made it no longer avoiding him and is dragged to the ground by him.Vegeta lands softly because he comes to lie on Bulma who now groans under him. Vegeta struggles to get up and says calmly: "I'm sorry, everything is still intact?" Bulma doesn't manage to answer him. She's way too excited for that. She looks at him with big, trembling eyes. She feels like her heart is stopping so it's racing in her chest. Cool drops of water fall from his body onto hers and make her tremble. A few fine droplets still glitter in his disheveled hair. His dark eyes that burned into her memory that night. These eyes that saw everything but did not reveal anything about themselves. She would love to hug him, hug him and tell him how happy she is that he is back. But she feels so spellbound by his gaze that she is unable to move. Now Vegeta becomes aware of his pounding heart. He had thought he had suppressed that feeling for her, shook it off. But now it seems to be back.Those long lashes around those clear blue eyes. And the silky, now long, hair that has spread like a fan over the light-colored tiled floor. Her pale, almost white skin. Her chest rising and falling rapidly with excitement. He would like to dismiss his resolution to stay away from her now and touch her lips with his. Only now does he notice how much the longing for her warmth burns in him and eats him up. For that moment their breaths were the same. Your heartbeat in sync. Vegeta is the first to wake himself up from this dream and he remembers the scene he was shown in front of the house last night. That strange guy who brought Bulma home. Bulma notices how this mysterious sparkle disappears from Vegeta's eyes and changes places with a cold expression. She looks at him questioningly as he rolls off of her and stands up. Reluctantly, she sits up and watches him go.He adjusts his towel and opens the door to the hallway. "Vegeta!" Bulma calls after him and he pauses. "Welcome back!" she attaches to that with a gentle smile. Vegeta doesn't turn around to her, with a quiet "Mh ..." he leaves the bathroom and slams the door behind him. Bulma remains seated on the floor as ordered and not picked up. She leans against the closet and takes a deep breath. That feeling was what she had missed since he left. That strange feeling that she had never felt in anyone, not even in Yamcha. And she knows one thing, with Feith she would never get this feeling.

A little later, freshly showered and fully dressed, she enters the kitchen on the ground floor. Vegeta is already sitting at the table and drinking his coffee. Bulma walks past him, slightly embarrassed, without saying a word to him, and turns her back on the kitchenette. To put an end to the unbearable silence that dominates the kitchen for a few minutes while Bulma is preparing the coffee, she asks him: "How come you're back now?"" I had no other choice. He explains briefly to her and turns to his breakfast roll, which consists of a whole loaf of bread. Bulma nervously stirs her coffee. Until this morning, before she met Vegeta in the bathroom, she had thought she would the matter with him long ago left behind. But then, when he suddenly stood in full life size in front of her, it was as if the past was catching up with her. It was suddenly there again. That wild pounding in her chest as his look "Ah, good morning Bulma sweetheart!" beamed Mrs. Briefs through the door and startled Bulma out of her thoughts. Bulma also greeted her with a "good morning" and spreads a jam roll. "Well, how was it Yesterday? "Bulma's mother now begins to ask her." Mh .. yes, very nice. "Bulma answers her without any emphasis. Somehow, Vegeta's presence on this topic was a bit uncomfortable." Oh yes, a messenger has that just earlier for you handed in! "drives Mrs.Briefs around, hurries into the anteroom and comes back with a large bouquet of flowers. "What? For me?" Bulma wonders and accepts the blaze of colors. "There's a card." she speaks, takes it out and reads. "Only your beauty dwarfs the beauty of these flowers." she reads from it and smiles. Vegeta's fingers tighten around the handle of the mug. "I would like to see you today, I'll pick you up at 5.30pm. Dear Feith." she reads on, mumbling softly. Not quietly enough, because Vegeta can't keep his comment about it to himself. "Something sappy looks like this lacquer monkey." it comes from him with a slightly annoyed undertone and gets up from the table. "What?!" Bulma drives around. "You don't even know him!" now occurs to her. "That was yesterday, wasn't it?" Vegeta asks quietly now. Bulma slows her temper and thinks out loud: "Yesterday? Did you watch us ?!" "No! You couldn't overlook that!" he interrupts her with sparkling eyes, puts his cup down in the kitchenette and goes to the back door."I just find it disgusting to make out in public!" he adds poison to it and disappears through the door outside. Bulma looks after him worried and thinks: "Why is he so angry all of a sudden?" But then she remembers that she has decided not to think about anything complicated for today. She hastily teaches her cup of coffee to finally get to the laboratory, where not so complicated things as men are waiting for her.

Bulma had spent the whole day working on her new series. It was late afternoon when she went back to the house to get ready for her date. As requested in the card that was attached to the flowers, Bulma waited at half past six in the evening at the garden gate in front of the main entrance. Not long before a red sports car stops in front of it and Feith gets out to greet Bulma. He is smartly dressed and his shoes shine and reflect up in the back of the garden, where Vegeta is in the doorway to the large workshop, where he meets Dr. Briefs spurred the spaceship to repair, stands and watched the action."That sleazy guy again!" it escapes his loose mouth and Bulma's father becomes aware of it. "Oh, this is Feith Vailant. A very nice young man." explains Bulma's father while hiding behind a mountain of cables. "Aha from me." it comes from Vegeta indifferently. "My goodness! Does he have to put on a show ?!" he now drives around as he watches as Feith kisses Bulma on the hand and she smiles flattered afterwards. Dr. Briefs looks at Vegeta leaning in the door frame, who looks doggedly in the direction of the street and clenches his hands into fists, and smiles into his beard: "Aha! So that's it ...?" Briefs was always very absorbed in his work, but he had noticed that something had happened between his little daughter and Vegeta. And Bulma's bad mood in the first few weeks when Vegeta left suggested it. "Well, women like things like that. You have to adore them to win their hearts." Bulma's father now begins to tell casually. "Pah!Women! "Vegeta grumbled, incomprehensible." I'll just disappear into the desert for a moment, train. "Vegeta growls back to Bulma's father and with an energetic leap out of the door he flies over the garden, towards the west." That was clear! "Smiles Bulma's father, who no longer doubts Vegeta's jealousy." Yikes! What was that? "Feith comes in