So, here I am again. Sorry that I haven't written for so long, but I also had to take care of a certain gentleman (who is grumbling again in the background -_-) to capture writing, otherwise I won't manage all of this in time ^ ^

The day really couldn't get any worse.
No, with the best will in the world, he couldn't imagine what would strain his nerves today. And he just wanted to train a little and have his peace and quiet.
But no, once again he was disturbed.
In the case of that earth woman's scream.
Actually, he wouldn't have cared at all whether she screamed or not, but it was in his room. SHE was in his room.
That alone was reason enough to see what she had already done again. And maybe that would be the perfect opportunity to finally kick her out. He should have done it yesterday ...
Shaking his head, he went on.
It's funny, she stopped saying a word.She hadn't let out another scream, just this one, sharp. Vegeta walked faster.
Maybe something had happened to her after all. Sure, something had happened to her too. Otherwise she would hardly have uttered such a sharp scream.
His gaze wandered thoughtfully along the walls of the corridors of the CC.
Served her right when she bumped into each other. She was probably just too stupid to see the open closet door and just ran into it. Yes, it had to be like that ...
Relieved by his own thoughts, he turned one of the many corners and soon arrived at his room, his own little realm, which unfortunately had been desecrated that night.
But how surprised he was when he saw what was in his room. Regardless, he has to keep busy himself ^^ In any case, I will continue to write very quickly. Always with a watchful eye on the not yet unlocked FF from you veggie fan;)) I have to read it, I just have to * gg * So, I really have toOh no, Bulma didn't just bump into each other. She hadn't run into any door either.
Vegeta entered the room in disbelief.
All he saw was the fallen door and a Bulma holding her leg in pain. At least what she got hold of her leg.
Her leg, which protruded from her body in a not exactly healthy-looking position, was completely buried under the heavy door.
Vegeta, who looked at all this in astonishment, cursed Mr.Briefs who had built one of the strongest doors at the very beginning when Vegeta had already laid the 5th door in ruins.
And exactly this door was now on Bulma's leg and made her grimace in pain. She didn't even want to or couldn't scream anymore.
He thought for a moment.
It was his fault that she was here. It was entirely his fault that the door fell on her leg. Last night, yes, he could still remember exactly, he had slammed the door so tightly in his anger that it had to fall out somehow if you only touched it.And that was exactly what Bulma had wanted to do.
He looked down at Bulma.
She was wearing his t-shirt. Vegeta could only imagine how all of this might have happened.
He gave the door a quick look.
As he'd thought: the hinges were broken.
Without further comment, without even grimacing, he lifted the door, which was much too heavy for humans, and slowly and carefully pulled Bulma towards him.

Her leg looked bad.
It wasn't bleeding, but you could already see the bruise very well. For another moment he wondered what to do with her. Her parents couldn't be relied on now, they preferred to talk about their garden in the kitchen. Besides, it was his fault. Its all alone.
Vegeta didn't hesitate and picked up the unconscious Bulma.
She needed a bath.
After all, it mostly helped him when he came out of the GR room with the most serious injuries. Yes, that was a good idea ...

She opened her eyes.At first she thought the jokes had clouded her mind, but when she closed her eyes a second time and opened them again, she still saw the black head of hair and the distinctive features of Vegeta. Of course he didn't smile. What did she expect ...
But the amazing thing about the whole thing was that he was wearing it.
He actually carried her in his arms, pressed tightly to his broad chest.
For a moment she stopped thinking about the pain, until she loudly reminded her leg that until a few moments ago there was still a heavy iron door on it.
She grimaced and clutched Vegeta's shirt in pain.
He raised one of his eyebrows and looked at Bulma skeptically.
"Don't move it or the pain will never stop". He said that alone, gruffly and, as always, without any sympathy.
But wasn't he showing enough concern just because he was wearing them?
Bulma didn't say a word, just kept looking at him.
She knew the way, knew where it was taking her, but she couldn't really believe it.She didn't have to ponder about it for long, because in the next instant they were standing in a room surrounded by large white tiles. She had known it, the bathroom.

Without saying a word, he let her down. Bulma grabbed the sink with lightning speed so as not to fall over again. The pain was just too great.
"Take off".
Bulma turned around. What did he just say? Should you take off your clothes? Here? And that from him too? Didn't even come in the bag!
But Vegeta, who didn't notice her stunned gaze any more, let water in the bathtub. He didn't seem to have a problem with it at all. He really thought it was perfectly normal!
"It's hard to bathe with clothes on. So take off your clothes and don't be so frightened, you understand?"
He was now leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.
"I'm not looking away from you".
What was the matter with him? Last night he almost had it and now he didn't even want to look anymore?Bulma no longer understood the world ...
She swallowed. She really had to undress if she wanted to take a bath, but before him? Who knows what ideas he'll come up with ...
But she had no choice.
She carefully placed one of her delicate hands on the hem of the black T-shirt ...
She sincerely hoped that it would go well. Alone with Vegeta in a bathroom ...

Sorry that it has become so short, but someone in the background complains -__- See you then, * knuuuuutscha * to my veggie fan;))