Hello!
* sniff * again no new comment ...
But at least the number of readers is going up a bit, if I can believe the access statistics ...
This will be the last part for the time being, on Friday or Saturday I'll put another part in again, and then it's off to the well-earned vacation ^^
Australia for 3 weeks, that's gonna be something ... * ggg *
I'll try to upload a few more parts from there, but I can't promise anything ... But actually ... Why should I upload more parts, nobody seems to be interested in the FF ... ( or does it? ;-) )
So, enjoy the next part!

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"And what now?"
Krillin looks perplexed at the others in the group.
"I suggest leaving Kame alone for a while ..." says Yamcha carefully. "She's never behaved like this before ... And Trunks will certainly be able to calm her down ..."
"I don't understand either." agrees with him."Maybe we should examine the room after all, there may be a possibility that we can find evidence of Kame's description."
"Do it, but without me!" says Videl in a slightly high and fearful voice.
"I'll definitely have a look at it ..." says Son - Goku resolutely and walks forward. "I want to know what's behind it."
The rest of the fighters reluctantly follow him. Videl calls out to them, "I'll be on the sun deck that long!", Gohan nods to her, and she goes to the other stairs.

A few hours later, a gong sounds that can be heard throughout the interior of the ship - an advance notice that dinner is coming soon.
Our friends have meanwhile searched the room, but there were no signs of any shapes in cloaks, bones on the floor or red-hot eyes ...
"After dinner, I'll talk to Kame about it again ..." Son - Goku resolves firmly.
After searching the room, the group is back on the sundeck and told Bulma and Chichi how Vegeta behaved and what - apparently - happened to Kame.The two were of course worried and wanted to rush off immediately to see Vegeta and Kame. But the others said that Vegeta should stay a little alone for a while to "sort his confused thoughts", as Yamcha jokingly put it; and Kame is eventually looked after by Trunks, her husband.
Then the fighters began again to indulge in a few games on the sundeck, or simply to sizzle themselves from the afternoon sun, which slowly sank more and more towards the horizon over time, or to sizzle themselves at the bar to relax with a cola or something harder ...
However, Goku was constantly thinking about what had happened to Kame ... This behavior did not suit her at all ...
And he hoped that she would be better soon ...

Kame and Trunks went to her cabin, and Kame sat down, sipping a cup of tea, and calmly told Trunks everything that happened to her at the disco ... It wasn't very easy, it was Kame felt afterwards how much better she felt afterwards, especially when Trunks kissed her on the forehead and assured her that she could come to him anytime, anywhere, if something was on her mind.He also advised her to try not to think about it anymore, which, in the truest sense of the word, was easier said than done ...

A few minutes before the next gong, Bulma gets up to check on Vegeta and talk to him. The others promise to reserve a table for dinner, which will take place in an hour. Bulma packs up all her things and makes her way to her cabin. Vegeta is currently staying there, as Bulma announced ...

Vegeta is still lying on his bed in his suite. The thoughts about the pictures he saw in the fitness room just don't leave him calm. He constantly tosses restlessly from one side of the bed to the other and stares into space. Over and over again this nasty grinning face of Akran penetrates his memory, there is nothing he can do about it, as much as he tries to close his mind from it, he will not succeed ...
How long has he been lying there thinking?About what he saw in the fitness room, about the supposed repetition of the story ... Vegeta doesn't know ... Hours must have passed ... And yet he didn't come to any conclusion ...
"God dammit !!!" Vegeta curses softly. "What is the point of all this?!?"
He rolls over and peers at a clock on the wall. It's just after 6:40 p.m. He rolls onto his back again and stares at the ceiling.
Suddenly a noise can be heard from the door of the room. It opens and someone quietly walks in. The door slams shut.
“Vegeta?” It's Bulma. Your voice sounds concerned. "Are you there?"
Vegeta doesn't answer ... Does she always have to bother him at inopportune moments? When exercising, when thinking, when resting, in all activities that Vegeta liked to do for his life, she has to disturb him ...
Bulma comes into the bedroom and looks around. Her eyes widen a little when she sees him lying on the bed.Vegeta doesn't look at her.
"Oh, you're there ... how are you?" she asks cautiously.
Vegeta resigns inwardly ... Bulma would not give up after all, for better or worse he has to answer ...
"Well." Vegeta growls, which is a lie.
Bulma looks at him questioningly. She can feel that Vegeta is not telling the truth ...
"Listen ..." she continues. "The others have reserved a table for dinner. We were actually hoping you would join us when the meal starts right away ..."
“Thanks, but I'm not hungry.” Vegeta doesn't look up as he says these words.
But thats not the truth...
In reality, he would much rather lie here and think ... Although deep down he knows that it will be of no use ... Nor can he explain what makes him lie here ...
But the most likely explanation will be that he just doesn't feel like talking about his experiences in the gym ... embarrassing himself in this way in front of the others ...No, for a proud and fearless warrior that is out of the question!
He rolls over on his side away from Bulma.
"Oh come on, don't feel like that." Vegeta hears Bulma's footsteps on the floor and knows that she is now standing next to the bed. He can feel the cushion next to him giving way as Bulma sits down on the bed. "The others kind of told me what happened and we really want to help you. Come on, eat with us. Then we can talk more easily about what happened to you ..." Vegeta feels her hand on his Shoulder.
"I'm not hungry." Vegeta repeats flatly.
Why can't she just leave him alone?!?
Bulma gently caresses his back. "Come on, Trunks is waiting impatiently for you too." she says, a little more gently.
It is probably this constant "Come on ..." that Vegeta sucks the last nerve and makes him white hot ...
"I said I don't want to come with you!" Vegeta replies in a sharp tone.Bulma lets go of him.
"Oh, well ... If you don't want to come with me ..." Bulma's voice doesn't sound accusatory, sharp or bitchy, as it is sometimes her way, but sad and hurt. "If you want, I'll bring you something from the buffet ..."
She gets up from the bed and walks away.
"I'll just go to the bathroom for a moment so you know ..."
Vegeta just growls grumpily in response.
He can literally feel Bulma looking at him sadly, then he hears footsteps moving away, a door opens and closes again, and a short time later you can hear water rushing softly in the shower.

"What's the matter with him?" Bulma thinks as she puts the towel that was hung around her shoulders to one side, strips off her dark green swimsuit, tosses it in the laundry basket and stands in the shower cubicle. When she turns on the water, she shrinks briefly because of the cold onset of the water shower, but the cold quickly gives way and a pleasantly warm rain pours over Bulma's tanned body."He's hiding something ..." Bulma continues. "But what could that be? Certainly it has something to do with his strange behavior in the gym. But he certainly wouldn't tell me what happened ..." A little sad about this habitual behavior of Vegeta, she reaches for the shampoo Bottle...

Vegeta lies back on his back and looks up at the ceiling again. A feeling of depression and shame suddenly arises in him. "Why did I hit Bulma like that? I had no reason to ... She just wanted to be nice to me ...
Damn what's wrong with me? I'm not going to get sentimental? What should I apologize for?
And yet ... somehow ... Wasn't that right of me ...
But why does she bother you all the time when you've made it clear to her that you don't want to come along? Do not forget who you are! You are a proud elite warrior! She has to be respected if you want to be alone! "
Vegeta takes his head between his arms and shakes it back and forth to get the thoughts out of his head.Why had he treated Bulma like that? He doesn't understand himself anymore ...
"I have to apologize to her ...
No, you have no reason for it! She is your wife, she has to obey you whether she likes it or not! "
Vegeta clenches his fists and hits himself in his pillow in anger. You can clearly hear a wooden splinter from below the mattress, and some feathers fly out of the pillow itself and land in Vegeta's surroundings.
"DAMN, if I have a reason! I can't act like a cold asshole! She just wanted to be nice to me! I can't just brush that aside!"
Vegeta takes a deep breath, sighs loudly, brushes a few feathers of the pillow from his hair and finally gets up from the bed. He walks towards the bathroom, but he's not quite sure what to say, a simple "I'm sorry". will probably not be enough ...
He walks slowly towards the bathroom door. Behind it you can clearly hear the noises of water pattering on the floor."Man, man, man, maybe I should get used to something like that, I've been on earth for so long and still don't know its customs ..." Vegeta thinks, sourly to a very small extent, to a very large extent Part sad ...
"It would certainly have gone differently on my home planet, there would have been ..."
A high-pitched scream gets Vegeta out of his mind ...
It comes straight from the bathroom!

Vegeta stops there in shock and fixes the bathroom door.
"Bulma?"
"AAAAAHHHHH !!! HELP !!! NEEEEIIIINNNN !!!"
"That can only be