astonishment and looks helplessly at the fast-chasing object that previously flew overhead in the sky." Oh that? That was just Vegeta! "Bulma slips out." Where does he want to go now ?! I hope he's not nonsense! "Bulma thinks and looks after him until he can no longer be seen." Vegeta? Who is that? "Asks Feith open-minded. Bulma is a little surprised that Feith is so interested and hesitantly replies:" Uh .... yes that was ... uh. A roommate. "" But you have strange roommates. "Feith's memory escapes, who is still staring at the sky."Mh ... it can fly! That's interesting!" he whispers, grinning softly. "How come you haven't introduced him to me yet?" he asks her now. "Oh, he only came back yesterday from ... uh ... abroad. Earlier than expected." she explains quickly to him. "He's practically part of the family. But let's go now, okay?" she tries to distract Feith from Vegeta and get him to get into the car.

Almost a week passed like this. Bulma had gone out with Feith twice more. She was a little unsure about him. Is he really as charming and nice as he is now? Was he really interested in her nature and not just in her looks and wealth? She had to decide sooner or later so she used the time to get to know him better. Bulma comes home late on Friday evening. Feith had taken her to an expensive restaurant and ended the evening with a few dances in a posh dance hall.Her feet hurt from dancing so much that she limps more than walks into the bathroom. She put her nightwear in a closet in the bathroom before Feith picked her up. She is as quiet as possible because it's past midnight and she doesn't want to wake her parents and especially Vegeta. If he has come back from the spaceship at all, since he can use the gravity space despite the repair. She expected it to be late, but she had no intention of coming home that late. "Finally home! Now I finally have my peace and quiet!" she sighs. She is dog tired, dejected and just longed for her cozy bed. She took a quick shower, slipped on her nightgown, and threw her dirty laundry in the laundry basket. In the laundry basket she finds a half-wet towel. "So who's throwing a wet towel in there ?!" she thinks out loud. That was a mystery to her because her parents knew that you couldn't do that and Vegeta always leaves his things scattered around anyway, as you now notice.When she went in, she hadn't really noticed the chaos Vegeta had created in the anteroom. "So it was Vegeta! Typical!" she moans in a low voice. "He never remembers that either!" attach it to it and pull the half-wet towel out of the laundry. Now she's noticing the blood stains on it. The blood was still all red, so it had to be fresh. "So did he do it again ?!" Bulma exclaims and she throws the bloody towel back into the laundry basket. "I wonder how he survived the 3 months in space ?!" she whispers off down the hall and approaches Vegeta's room. At first she hesitates but then she knocks softly and speaks through the closed door: "Vegeta? Are you there?"



14. New phrases

In the past week Vegeta had been more concerned with his training. Dr. Briefs had the repairs so far that he could safely use the gravity regulator again. As always, he really gets into his training and gives his best.He's determined to catch up with the backlog and when he finally hits the 450G he'll focus on becoming a Super Saiyan. He is full of energy and this energy he owes to his current anger. The training helps him a lot in letting this secret anger out. He already noticed that he was always in a bad mood. Especially on days like Today, when Bulma is once again picked up by this "Schmalzlocke" as Vegeta, Feith calls, and carried out in a chic style. "Mh ... he's probably the right one for you ..." he thinks while firing at the probes that are circling him. Feith looks rich and wealthy. He is always smartly dressed and drives an expensive sports car. His demeanor towards Bulma is the finest cream, too, when he met him once at the front door, he seemed rather unsympathetic and conceited. But he has the strength to give Bulma what she deserves."How could I keep up?" Vegeta thinks out loud. He learned from Bulma's mother that Feith Vailant is the junior boss of a large company. His organization specializes in medicine. They are the world's leading specialists in their branch. The best of the best, so to speak. Fortunately, he can use the spaceship for training again. That distracts him from Bulma. He has made up his mind never to develop something like "feelings" for her again and that he doesn't care what she does in the future. But the fact that Bulma is now with this Vailant-Schmalzi has something definite about it. Bulma seems so strange to him, as if she had suddenly become a different person over the 3 months that he was gondolaing around in space. He has hardly seen her in the past week. Either she hides in her laboratory or she is out with Feith. "Why does that annoy me so ?!" Vegeta calls back from his thoughts. "Damn it! I should be happy about it!" he hangs on when he realizes that Bulma would never get on his nerves again.Likewise, only now does he notice his own energy ball in which he has put too much power and which, thrown back by a probe, races towards him, catches him on the right side and throws him to the ground. When he catches himself again from the horror and gets up from the floor, he begins to swear loudly about his lack of concentration: "Damn it! It's all your fault!" That was how he was about the injury that stretches from his right upper arm to his wrist , came and had to end his training. When he reconstructs the course of his "accident" in his mind, he suddenly becomes aware of Bulma's voice speaking through the door: "Vegeta? Are you there?" "Damn! What now ?! She must have found the towel ! " Vegeta reacts almost panicked. "I threw it in the laundry basket especially!" he attaches to it. "What do I do now? Maybe she'll pull off again when I sniff at her?" He ponders briefly. He has no desire to collect a lecture from her again that he should be more careful.And above all because he would then have to admit to himself that he is easily distracted during training and that she is the reason for it. After a moment's hesitation, he gives her a deliberately unkind answer. "Yes, what do you want ?!" it comes from within indistinctly. Bulma listens: "Why does that sound so strange?" "What happened? You're hurt again, right? May I come in?" she asks him calmly. Bulma's voice is quiet and her aura shimmers somehow so strangely, Vegeta notices and he hesitates with the answer. "Surely he wouldn't have done anything to her?" it shoots through his head. After a while, Bulma hesitantly gets an answer from him: "Yes ... then come on in!" Bulma quietly opens the door and her gaze falls on Vegeta, who is sitting cross-legged on the bed. The first-aid kit is half-empty in front of him in the middle of the bed. Vegeta herself, tries to bandage her right arm and holds the bandage with her teeth. "No!What have you been doing again ?! Let's see! "Bulma walks up to him and puts her hand on his arm. Vegeta pulls it away and growls at her:" Stop it! I do not need your help! "Bulma's gaze darkens and she remains stubborn:" Now don't act like that! Show me! "She pulls on his arm." No! Just leave me alone! "Vegeta hissed back." The way you do it won't work! "She criticizes his work and he gives in. It is actually not that easy to bandage a wound on his right arm yourself. "Oh man, oh man! How did you fix that again? And always the right arm. Last time it was like that. "Bulma starts talking. Vegeta looks defiantly past her at the balcony door while she has sat in bed with him and starts to disinfect his wound." Maybe you should fend off more with your left? "Adds Bulma "How I fend off your damn business!" snorts Vegeta at her."Take it easy, okay ?! It was just a suggestion! And anyway, how do you talk to me?" she hisses at him now. Vegeta is just a huffed "Pf!" to elicit. "Mh ... the injuries are fortunately not that bad this time." comes from Bulma who takes a closer look at the wound. "She looks tired." notes Vegeta, who is furtively glancing at her. In her wet, stringy hair, which falls over her shoulder, fine water droplets glisten and it looks like delicate mint. Her body is also wrapped in a floral scent. "How did this happen?" she asks him again. "Don't know! It doesn't matter, doesn't it ?!" he replies unkindly. "Mh ... well. In any case, you mustn't burden him too much." Bulma continues while she starts bandaging her arm. "Yes, yes, I know!" he replies annoyed. Bulma smiles weakly and starts putting the first aid kit away. There he was again, her dejected, doubtful look. "What has she got?" he asks himself and looks at her a little worried.Vegeta still thinks about whether he should ask her how she is but Bulma interrupts him. "You Vegeta, tell me ... what do you think of Feith anyway?" it comes from her a little hesitantly. Vegeta drives off with an astonished "Huh ?!" back in bed. "Thank you! That's enough." Bulma throws in her word when she notices Vegeta's disparaging expression on Feith's face. "But I haven't said anything yet!" it comes from Vegeta slightly irritated. "That's not necessary either! Your face speaks volumes." she smiles now and gets up from the bed. Vegeta looks after her in amazement as she goes to the door and opens it. "Something's wrong with her. Why is she so weird? Did he mix any pills with her food?" Vegeta asks himself, who is a bit confused by her style and the appearance of her aura, when Bulma suddenly speaks to him again. "Thank you! That helped me a lot." she turns back to him. Vegeta now looks at her even more astonished than before. "Now I know that I did the right thing." attach it to it and with a relieved smile she disappears from his room.A not in the picture Vegeta remains, like an elementary school student who missed the bus home, sitting on