Chapter: Vegeta-between pride and love part21

Extreme feelings of guilt
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Vegeta strode purposefully towards Bulma, he grabbed, although she backed away fearfully into the hollows of her knees and under her back, he gently lifted her onto his strong muscular arms. She instinctively clutched his neck. Surprised and puzzled, she looked deep into the black eyes of the Saiya-Jin to whom she was now so close. Her otherwise pale skin turned slightly reddish in color> what is this supposed to be? she asked to end the silence. Vegeta started moving to the G.R. he just growled a low "Ph!" otherwise he remained silent. The proud prince knew what he was doing, he just didn't know why. He carried this unworthy earth woman in his arms, she clutched him. "Why do I do that? I would have to shoo her there and not carry her, have I really sunk that low? Have I become nice?" Vegeta's thoughts made sense, but offered him no answer. Seriously, you do it out of self-interest, after all, he wants the G.R. have repaired or is there a bit of helpfulness to be seen in this act?The prince remained silent the whole way, devoting himself to his thoughts. Bulma also got deeper into her mind and asked herself the questions just asked. Without a word he put it down in front of the main computer, then he stepped to the wall where there was a toolbox, which he stepped over to Bulma> Thank you! <she smiled and immediately went to work on the G.R. to repair . Vegeta stood leaning against the wall, with his arms crossed in front of his chest, he watched her work hard for HIM. His conscience plagued him, that was the real reason why he sat down with her like that. How often had she won the G.R. fixed, how many times has she stood by him and taken care of him? And how many times had he thanked her? Vegeta couldn't admit that he wanted to help her. "I feel so guilty, but why? I used to let people work for me where and when it suited him, as thanks he gave them their lives. But it was with her otherwise, she did this work voluntarily, she voluntarily took care of him, she was voluntarily in his company and never stopped smiling.She was pretty and fragile young, sensitive you can't treat her like a recruit, the proud Saiya-Jin knew that only too well, but had he bowed to it? No, how could it be otherwise? Again and again his thoughts hollowed him out, he couldn't get rid of them, they followed him. Again and again he was shown how much Bulma had done for him and how much he had humiliated her for it. His guilt crushed like a burden, it hurt his head, it boomed like a too high-pitched sound, "It makes me sick, I'll die again!" he grimaced in pain. he knew what to do, but did he really want to take this "shame" on himself? Could he reconcile that with his pride? Bulma was close to him, closer than anyone else, as often as she had devotedly cared for him. Vegeta had this closeness because in the end, something always came out of it, pain! But what about his pride? Did he command him to help an earth woman?Definitely ! Otherwise he would be indebted to her and his pride would not be able to take that. He somehow bent the entangled matter in his mind so right that he could get rid of his guilty conscience but did not attack his pride. Without complaint, Bulma had the G.R. repaired again> I'm done Vegeta! she smiled at the black-haired prince who had been watching her leaning against the wall. Normally she would have thrown out with a growl, but he couldn't afford that anymore. He untied his arms, he looked away so that he didn't have to look at his helper, but ran towards her. He took her back in his arms and left the G.R. slowly and carefully he strode through the beautiful, illuminated corridors of the C.C. he was almost silent> Do you want to go to the bathroom? he asked shortly. > I would prefer breakfast! she smiled deeply into his eyes. Vegeta glanced at her briefly but quickly looked away again, he couldn't stand her warm smile.<br />
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