Sick Day!

Achoo!

Bulma wiped her nose with a tissue, she felt absolutely miserable. The poor woman didn't even know how she got sick in the first place. She couldn't remember the last time she had gotten sick.

Her nose and cheeks were red, her whole body ached and she was freezing. Bulma shivered as she pulled the thick blanket over her head. The bluenette wore one of her winter sweaters with a pair of wool tights and wool socks.

She didn't move from her bed unless she had to use the bathroom. It hurt too much to move around, so she decided to stay in bed all day and have the robots make her soup. Lucky for her, she didn't have to worry about Trunks or Bra. Trunks went with Goten and Marron on an overnight class trip. While Bra went to Gohan's house to spend time with Pan.

The only thing, or should she say person, she had to worry about, was her lovely husband.

You'd think, with all the years he spent on Earth, he would've learnt to cook a decent meal for himself. But no! He only cared for his precious GR! Bulma grunted, she was sure he didn't even know she was ill. He had been in the GR since he woke up just hours ago.

He didn't say anything when he woke up, he didn't even look at her! It was times like these Bulma questioned Vegeta's love.

Of course deep down she knew he did love her. But it would be nice to show some care from time to time. After all, whenever he injured himself or wanted something to eat, she would gladly serve him.

Bulma sighed and curled up into a ball, she was still freezing, by now she must've gotten a fever since she was sweating. This damn sickness! Feeling hot and cold every ten minutes!

It got worse when her blanket was pulled off.

"What the hell!" she yelled, feeling the cold air hit her. She heard a huff as the blanket was thrown on the floor.

"You look as if you were dying."

"Thanks," she replied sarcastically. Bulma looked up to Vegeta, his arms crossed and a scowl on his face. "What do you want?" she asked as she slowly sat up, "I need to get some rest-" Vegeta placed the back of his hand on her forehead, cutting her off.

Feeling the heat, he winced and took his hand off. "You're burning," he said. He was surprised she didn't pass out with all of the winter clothing she had on, plus a blanket.

"I figured," she sighed. Vegeta grabbed her arm and puled her off the bed, making her shout in pain. "Ow! Vegeta, not so hard!"

He frowned, sometimes he didn't realize his strength with her. "You need to go cool off," he informed, "if your temperature gets any higher you'll pass out." He picked her up bridal style and carried her towards the bathroom. Her whole body felt very hot, it wasn't normal. Bulma shivered and looked to see where he was taking her. Her eyes widened as she caught sight of the shower.

"N-No," she said as she shook her head, "I don't-"

"You need to cool down, Bulma," he said lowly, "you know damn well if your temperature gets too high, you'll die."

"But-"

"Do you want to die?" he asked, looking at her. She sighed and shook her head as he put her down. "Then you need to go take a cold shower, now," he said. Bulma nodded and began to take off her clothes. "Vegeta, I-"

"Your father must have some type of medicine for this," he said, "I'll go see, you go cool off." And with that, Vegeta left to Dr. Briefs' lab. Bulma took off her final article of clothing and smiled.

It was times like these that Vegeta truly cared.

AN: Hello! I hope all my visitors are enjoying my drabbles! I do have a couple of requests to fill, but I wanted to finish up some of the drabbles I already had in the works. I hope you all enjoyed this one! Please leave your opinions in a review! Constructive criticism is welcomed!