Chapter: Vegeta-between pride and love part30

Pride vs. longing
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> Old grumpy! she laughed and cocked her head. Her long turquoise hair fell over her shoulders, and she beamed from her heart into the wild, black eyes of the Saiya-Jin. Vegeta looked dubiously at his lovely hostess. Her bright smile made his heart beat faster. His pulse raced, his breath caught, beads of sweat formed on his skin. "No .." he stuttered curtly. He was shaking all over, he felt how he slowly lost control of his body. Inwardly, he pulled himself together one last time and stormily left the room. Without saying a word, the door of his room slammed behind him. Bulma remained stunned on her bed. > what did I do wrong now? "she asked herself. She stared around her room with big, speechless eyes when she was called," Bulma, dear, we're on our way! <her mother's voice echoed through the house.> Yes, I'm coming Mum! she mumbled and left her room still amazed. Vegeta slid to the floor against the wall, panting. Sweat beaded his forehead onto the tip of his nose. Keeping his hand still was an insurmountable obstacle for Vegeta right now. He was trembling all over. He crouched in a corner of his room, huddled together. His bad condition was unmistakable. His training was successful, luck should have jumped out of him, instead the proud prince was undoubtedly sitting sick in his room. As he had suspected beforehand, Bulma's closeness and affection had sparked in him a passion that had been suspended. He remembered only too well the words of the old bearded cow devil "If you suppress your feelings, they will come back again at the appropriate time. At some point this longing will destroy you!" How right he was, knew deep down inside the proud Saiya-Jin that admitting this to himself was impossible for him.In his neurotic state he babbled to himself, "My pride and my heart must form a unit so that the future is mine!" I dont want that! <He clasped his head with his hands> I am a prince, nothing else, I am not entitled to so much pain. The truth has to look different, that can't be my future. I am a prince, strong and proud. My future will be another! he screamed. After this scream he had to take a deep breath. The sweat dripped from the tip of his nose onto his tattered one-piece. "How often should I treat you?" "Old Grumpy!" "... do you think I want him to die away from me?" "I have to take care of him!" "I won't go without you!" "None Afraid you're the only prince charming in this house! "Vegeta could hear Bulma's voice clearly, loving words on her part echoed in his head. > Stop it! he whispered weakly. With each of these sentences he could examine her magical smile and the faithful beautiful eyes.Like a slide projection, his conscience played important scenes in his life for him. > I don't get weak. I am strong . I am a great Saiya Jin. I will defeat Kakarott, humiliate him. This is my goal, you have no place in my life. So get out of my mind Leave me in peace. <he gasped like a madman. > I wouldn't be better than Kakarott if I got involved. There are so many differences between us, that's why he no longer has a chance against me. I am strong I will not fail at any cost. I am Prince Vegetas, Super Saiya-Jin and an elite warrior. , nothing really judges me. Not even you! he shouted. The once powerful Saiya-Jin had come to a critical point in himself. A kind of self-talk was the result. The dear full guests of a simple woman drove the Saiya-Jin insane. Vegeta's soul has always longed for affection, but his intellect will strong and proud kept the upper hand all these years, how far can our prince endure this conflict within himself?Can he really admit his feelings or will his pride destroy him?
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Stupid behavior
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From an early age Vegeta had a razor-sharp power of observation, this time he had found a solution, but whether it worked is another question. As always, lightning flashed through him and shook him out of a jumble of questions and willingness> I have to get away from here, far away. Yes, back to space. <he was about to get up as he sank back to the floor frustrated "Vegeta? Please don't go!" he heard Bulma's voice. > I can't leave here! <he shook his head slowly. His glassy eyes stared blankly. Against Bulma he saw in his inner eye how she begged him not to leave "why are you leaving me alone?" he heard her panting in despair. If he were to pursue his plan, he would fail because of these words, he could not set foot in space. His longing for her drove him too much, too much he wanted to be with her than to be able to leave her.> I have to! <he gasped and pulled himself up against the wall, his will was strong, strong and proud> I can't stay here! <he growled as his thoughts caught up with him, her voice echoed in his ear and her smile shone in Vegeta's eyes> STOP! <with these words and a clap of his chin he slapped himself into a redeeming faint. He crashed to the floor, unconscious. His body and soul triggered this short-circuit reaction because they were no longer able to properly defragment and process the hormones, feelings and thoughts of the Saiya-Jin. Completely relaxed, in the utmost concern, Bulma stood nervously at her parents' glider. She worried about Vegeta, only about him her thoughts circled> so we'll go then, can you manage? asked Doctor Briefs. but Bulma was completely out of the way, she hardly noticed anything. > Bulma? he increased his tone worriedly. > Yes? she startled. > we go ok? so goodbye dear! <said goodbye to Mr. Briefs> Uh, yes bye!she mumbled, torn from her thoughts, and after leaving she moved into the house. Restlessly she sat down on the red sofa in the living room and crossed her legs. She stared impatiently at the black screen of the television. > what's the matter with him? <Bulma's worries increased justifiably. Vegetas woke up from his fainting again and held the back of his hand against his forehead> Is that about the price you have to pay as a Super Saiya-Jin! <he was still panting weakly. Son Goku tapped his fingernails restlessly on the table surface, now he was impatient. He could see Vegeta's pain in front of him, he felt how he was suffering, now he too was worried "Bulma ?! Can you hear me?" he asked stubbornly. Bulma jumped from the sofa, frightened> Son Goku is it you? Where are you i can't see you! she gasped in surprise. "I speak to your heart. Vegeta is suffering, I'm very worried. You have to see him before he does anything stupid!""> Pah, I'll take care of him. What he did to all of us?" Bulma folded her arms and lifted her nose. She is a bad liar. "Now is the wrong time to do acting chats. You worry too, I can see that from you. He's finished, help him. I have the feeling that something else is going to be very bad. You know how unpredictable he is! "He explained worriedly." Spanner, take a look at other people! "She snapped." Bulma's I'm serious. Trust me. I'm worried too. Something seems to torment him so much, he is in miserable shape. He's doing very badly, he needs you! " Son Goku assured her. Bulma's beautiful eyes stared blankly> do you really believe? she asked meekly. But this time she got no answer> He means business! <she stated and she ran quickly to Vegeta's room. She knocked on the metal door> Vegeta? Everything OK? she asked worried. But your question remained unanswered.She pressed the red button and the door opened search. A shock went through her limbs. The once so proud Saiya-Jin crouched shabby, neurotic on the floor. He had his right palm on his bare chest. He didn't seem to notice Bulma's presence.
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