Chapter: Vegeta-between pride and love part27

Prince for 9.95 yen
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Bulma had to burn in her bed the whole time Vegeta hadn't shown up. Without him it was not possible for her to get up. Angry, she crouched on her bed with a red head and waited for Vegeta. She imagined what she would do with him when he returned, but time dragged on and Bulma, who had been cooking before, began to worry. When she suddenly heard noises, they came from the patio door that someone was closing. > I'm back! Vegeta growled and pressed the button that opened the door to Bulma's room. Bulma's worry passed, she straightened up wildly with a fiery red head> Tell me where have you been? I have...! <Vegeta went to the window ignored and opened it, he didn't even look at her, even Luft got more attention. > none of your business! <he put his hands on his hips and examined Mrs. Briefs who was watering the flowers in the front yard. > great!Oh look, I am the great prince Vegeta! I'm killing everyone! Yes, yes, only for 9.95 yen, recommended retail price. I do not tolerate injured women who depend on me, so beware. On offer today: once seared in bed and forced to eat. Well, nothing is impossible Vegeta! <she poked the proud prince wherever possible, such a hatred raged in her. Vegeta proud must be offended now, she was expecting a death threat, but Vegeta didn't seem to have noticed. His mind was still on the previous hour conversation. As he looked out of the window in such a daze, Bulma sensed that a wave of accusations and orders had awaited him that was bothering him a lot. Vegeta took a deep breath and ran his hand through his black hair> Good idea, can you make something to eat? <he turned to Bulma, his soft, calm voice worried Bulma, with this serenity she would have done the least justice.She stared at him, puzzled> Uh, wait a minute, it's already overdue as well, I'm not in the mood anymore! <With these words she reached for the phone next to it and dialed a number. A few seconds later someone picked it up. > Hethly Child Clinic. Good day, what can I do for you? <answered a young woman's voice. > good afternoon. This is Mrs. Briefs speaking, can I speak to Doctor Tatsuo? <Bulma kindly reported her concern. > But of course I'll put it through for a moment! answered the young woman. Vegeta waited in front of Bulma's bed and stared at her on the phone. He fell back into a kind of drowsiness, which he released with a shake of his head. > Yes, Mrs. Briefs, what's up? <Doctor Tatsuo, the friendly doctor who treated Vegeta and Bulma answered the phone. > Yes hello. I wanted to ask if they could take my cast off, I can't wait any longer and I think it's already healed, if it still works today? <Bulma described the matter to her and howled desperately into the receiver like a castle dog that seemed to be showing success> I see in your file that he would have to stay tuned for another week, but I'm making an exception for them.I'm busy right now, I'll send you one of my co-workers! He'll be with you in about 10 minutes. I Agree? <2: Yes, of course, thank you very much, goodbye! <Bulma said goodbye to the doctor and hung up. > what was that supposed to mean? <Vegeta growled at her, confused. > You want something to eat so that you don't have to carry me anymore, I'll have my cast removed, someone will be here in 10 minutes! Will you let him in then please? <she asked Vegeta to open the door when she was visiting. He crossed his arms over his chest and stared at the window again with his slit eyes - if need be! he growled. Ten minutes of silence passed, neither of the two spoke a word, she just kept staring at each other. "What is she thinking?" Vegeta clawed his arm nervously, he looked at Bulma dreamily, had almost fallen into a kind of freeze when the doorbell rang. > Are you just opening up? <asked Bulma politely. Vegeta shook his head confused and then set off.He went to the sliding door, which opened by itself, stepped through the entrance hall and opened the large glass door. > Hello, I'm Doctor Anatsuko! <
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jealousy
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Vegeta stared at a beautiful man. The gleam of his white teeth exceeded that of his smile. His smock was ironed smooth, stain-free, and had a pleasant scent of men's deodorant. His sky-blue eyes shone with the blond of his medium-long hair and his body was as muscular as Yamchu's, so it couldn't keep up with Vegeta. So a real handsome guy. > I should handle Mrs. Briefs, could she bring me to her or aren't you the butler? he asked Vegeta with his sunshine smile. Vegeta pulled his upper lip up in disgust at the face of it, he couldn't utter a sound with so much "impotence" as he called it. He wanted to throw up in the face of that bottle> Me your butler? If your life is dear to you, make a quick bend now, otherwise you can carry yourself home in parts!<threatened Vegeta who had been tense all day. > Sorry for the mix-up, but you don't have to be that unfriendly. I would love to get home all the way, but I promised my boss that I would handle Mrs. Briefs! <he scratched the back of his head, put on his beaming smile again and pushed past Vegeta. The young doctor followed signs to Bulma's room. > He has nerves. What a disgusting puke. Uh! With these words he slammed the glass door and hurried after the young doctor. With a monkey tooth, Vegeta slipped into the entrance to Bulma's room. He was examining a scene that he completely disliked. The doctor took Bulma's hand and kissed her on the hand> I should tell you that my boss cannot come, but that he is extremely sorry. That's why he called me here personally, he didn't promise me too much. You are just as beautiful as he described you to me.<right at the beginning the pretty doctor slipped into Bulma's house. He wasn't wrong. Bulma was beautiful, she felt overly flattered, little hearts were reflected in her azure eyes. She was blown away by the beautiful young doctor. Embarrassed, she put her hand on her cheek and turned away, "Oh, you're so right! she beamed. > Grrr! <Vegeta growled to himself. "That is unstoppable! How disgusting, just puke! What is this stupid cow thinking? She would be pretty! Pah, she falls for every cuddle!" he thought to himself. He found the young doctor more than unsympathetic and repulsive - he hated him. And he found Bulma's Gegaffe abhorrent too. He thought he saw drool running out of her mouth. Full of anger and anger, Vegeta left the room with a loud roar. Without aim, he stomped into the living room, swung himself over the sofa and pressed the "ON" button on the remote control. Inside he was seething. He really could have destroyed everything that came his way.> how she gawked at him? Grrr. That was disgusting. What do women find in such idiots! <in Vegeta's voice spoke great jealousy, which he just did not admit to himself. 20 minutes later he heard Bulma accompanying the young doctor to the door and saying goodbye. he was still sitting bored and stinking sour in front of the telly, he was looking through the television. His mind revolved around Bulma. The young woman sauntered through the opening of the living room> Vegeta, look, the plaster is off, I'm running again! <Bulma was as happy as a little shoemaker, she beamed in both ears. > Be happy! his voice ranted, he didn’t even look at her. He stared stiffly at the television in anger, arms crossed over his chest. > Are you okay? You've been acting so weird all along! <her voice was worried against the same concern as ever. > What do you women find in such fagot puke chunks? he asked her disgusted, but still didn't look at her.> Oh, you mean the doctor. The hell you looked damn good and he was charming too! <she sighed languidly to herself. > Tss! he growled his teeth, his eyes narrowing angrily. > Are you talking about jealousy? <she leaned forward to him, held her face towards him and teased him charmingly.
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