Hi everyone! I'm back and I'm so glad! How ya doin? I'm just sitting here,
IM-ing Belle Sourire and Saiyan-Angel, and I can't wait to see how that
chapter turns out! I have nothing in mind, so here goes nothing!
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Bulma stayed overnight in the hospital, she had slept on the floor. Vegeta awoke early that morning to find Bulma on the floor. He smirked and began to wonder whether or not to ask her to be his partner for the dance. Vegeta was caught in his thoughts and drifted off to sleep.
Bulma awoke as she heard the nurse bringing in Vegeta's breakfast. She saw Bulma on the floor and asked, "Would you like some breakfast too?"
"Yes, please," Bulma replied.
The lady brought back a breakfast for Bulma and left.
"Woman… why did you stay here?" Vegeta asked.
"Because there's something I have to admit to you." She confessed.
Just then the lady brought in the tray. She handed it to Bulma and left.
"Well Woman, what?"
"Bulma suddenly got nervous. . :How in the world am I gonna let this out? : . "I've forgotten it." She lied.
"Well then, there is nothing stopping you from going home." Vegeta said, showing off his stubbornness.
"I just thought you might like some company. I mean, after being alone for a day…" said Bulma, remembering how Vegeta had left her there in that Motel room.
Vegeta didn't know what to say. "I don't need company, Woman," Vegeta told her, "so if you want to leave, go ahead."
Bulma was shocked at Vegeta's rudeness. "Well, whether you need company or not, I do, and nobody's home, so while you're here, I may as well stay." She said.
Bulma finished her tray and set it by the door.
For several moments there was silence, before Bulma finally asked, "Vegeta… why did you do that to yourself?"
Vegeta didn't know what to say. . : Stupidity. : . Really, he wasn't sure himself. It was then that Vegeta really thought about it. . : I wanted to kill myself for liking this Woman? : .
"Vegeta? Hello?" said Bulma.
"Woman… that is none of your concern."
Bulma had had enough. "That's all you ever say! Whenever I asked a question, it's always none of my concern! Well guess what? It is too! You live with me, and I want to know so you can't stop me from finding out! Just because you're scared of the truth! I'm sick of it and I want an answer now!"
"Okay!" there was nothing Vegeta hated more than Bulma yelling. "I was afriad of the truth and realized I liked you so got scared and told myself I couldn't see you anymore and tried to kill myself!" Vegeta covered his mouth. He hadn't meant to say that.
Bulma just stood there, shocked. Vegeta had just said that? Bulma had no clue Vegeta could feel this way.
Meanwhile, Vegeta sat there embarrassed. He was blushing. Vegeta mentally slapped himself. It was then that he really realized what Piccolo was talking about! Vegeta hadn't cared about his strength, just Bulma at then. So strongly, that he couldn't even bear it! Piccolo was right; the heat s more powerful than love! Although he knew it was true, he would never admit it. Vegeta was too stubborn.
"Vegeta… do you want to know the truth of why I had stayed? What I wanted to confess?" Bulma asked.
Vegeta had no point of hiding his interested and feelings now so he grunted.
"Well, I came to tell you…" this was harder than she thought it would be, even if she did know that he liked her. She sighed. "that I… I like you too."
Vegeta smirked. "That was kinda obvious when you kissed me the other night." He hadn't realized that the nurse had come in.
Bulma was blushing read as a balloon now.
"Um, Mr. …" the nurse looked at the slip to find his last name. What not finding it, she added, "Mr. Vegeta, I'm here to announce that you're free to leave whenever you're ready. Call me when you need assistance to, uh, return your clothing to you." The nurse said, seeing that Vegeta was still in the hospital gown.
"I'm ready for it now." Vegeta said.
The nurse nodded before leaving to get his clothing.
Bulma looked out the window and saw gray clouds above. . : I wonder what time it is… : .
The nurse returned and Bulma asked for the time.
"It's 12: 08." The nurse said. Just then, it began to rain.
. : 12: 08! We must've sat here longer than I thought! : .
Vegeta got changed and they went out to her car.
Bulma turned it on, but it wouldn't start. She tried over and over again, getting more and more soaked by the minute. It was no use. The car wouldn't start. . : Why did I have to leave the top to this new sports car down? I'm getting soaked! : . "Well, Vegeta, it looks like we're gonna have to stay at another motel tonight. There's one just down the road. Think ya have enough energy to fly us to it?" asked Bulma.
"Woman, I'm the Prince of Saiyans. I can fly down the street." Vegeta said. Bulma grabbed onto his neck and he lifted her up in his muscular arms. They flew off to the Motel to check in.
The room was awful. It had a strong odor to it, and the carpet was stained. Once again, there was only one bed.
"No! I slept on the floor last night, and the night before that in an uncomfortable plane chair, and the night before that on the floor again! I'm sleeping on the bed!" she announced.
"No, Woman, I am! I had to sleep in a hard Hospital bed, and I just nearly bled to death! I need a good night's rest too!" Vegeta complained.
They raced to change first to see who could get in bed first. Of course, we all knew that it was Vegeta. Vegeta lay down on the bed for a nap while Bulma mumbled to herself and sat in the chair.
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Okay, now, listen. I'm not sure what everyone is and isn't allowed to read so just thought I'd let ya know that the last paragraph is a lime. Or is this a little citrus? I'm not sure, but
either way I just thought I'd let ya know!
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That night, there was another fight over the bed. Once again, Vegeta won. Bulma was way too tired to sleep on the floor, so she crept into the bed beside him. (Now, I know what you're all thinking, but no, don't worry, they didn't have it or anything. I know, this is rated PG!) Pretty soon, they were both off in dreamland.
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Okay… did you like the chappie? I know, it was so sweet, wasn't it? Did ya like that Lime, or was the a small taste of citrus? Im not sure so if you could let me know in the review I would appreciate it b/c I'm not sure what that would be. Thankies and Ja ne!
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Bulma stayed overnight in the hospital, she had slept on the floor. Vegeta awoke early that morning to find Bulma on the floor. He smirked and began to wonder whether or not to ask her to be his partner for the dance. Vegeta was caught in his thoughts and drifted off to sleep.
Bulma awoke as she heard the nurse bringing in Vegeta's breakfast. She saw Bulma on the floor and asked, "Would you like some breakfast too?"
"Yes, please," Bulma replied.
The lady brought back a breakfast for Bulma and left.
"Woman… why did you stay here?" Vegeta asked.
"Because there's something I have to admit to you." She confessed.
Just then the lady brought in the tray. She handed it to Bulma and left.
"Well Woman, what?"
"Bulma suddenly got nervous. . :How in the world am I gonna let this out? : . "I've forgotten it." She lied.
"Well then, there is nothing stopping you from going home." Vegeta said, showing off his stubbornness.
"I just thought you might like some company. I mean, after being alone for a day…" said Bulma, remembering how Vegeta had left her there in that Motel room.
Vegeta didn't know what to say. "I don't need company, Woman," Vegeta told her, "so if you want to leave, go ahead."
Bulma was shocked at Vegeta's rudeness. "Well, whether you need company or not, I do, and nobody's home, so while you're here, I may as well stay." She said.
Bulma finished her tray and set it by the door.
For several moments there was silence, before Bulma finally asked, "Vegeta… why did you do that to yourself?"
Vegeta didn't know what to say. . : Stupidity. : . Really, he wasn't sure himself. It was then that Vegeta really thought about it. . : I wanted to kill myself for liking this Woman? : .
"Vegeta? Hello?" said Bulma.
"Woman… that is none of your concern."
Bulma had had enough. "That's all you ever say! Whenever I asked a question, it's always none of my concern! Well guess what? It is too! You live with me, and I want to know so you can't stop me from finding out! Just because you're scared of the truth! I'm sick of it and I want an answer now!"
"Okay!" there was nothing Vegeta hated more than Bulma yelling. "I was afriad of the truth and realized I liked you so got scared and told myself I couldn't see you anymore and tried to kill myself!" Vegeta covered his mouth. He hadn't meant to say that.
Bulma just stood there, shocked. Vegeta had just said that? Bulma had no clue Vegeta could feel this way.
Meanwhile, Vegeta sat there embarrassed. He was blushing. Vegeta mentally slapped himself. It was then that he really realized what Piccolo was talking about! Vegeta hadn't cared about his strength, just Bulma at then. So strongly, that he couldn't even bear it! Piccolo was right; the heat s more powerful than love! Although he knew it was true, he would never admit it. Vegeta was too stubborn.
"Vegeta… do you want to know the truth of why I had stayed? What I wanted to confess?" Bulma asked.
Vegeta had no point of hiding his interested and feelings now so he grunted.
"Well, I came to tell you…" this was harder than she thought it would be, even if she did know that he liked her. She sighed. "that I… I like you too."
Vegeta smirked. "That was kinda obvious when you kissed me the other night." He hadn't realized that the nurse had come in.
Bulma was blushing read as a balloon now.
"Um, Mr. …" the nurse looked at the slip to find his last name. What not finding it, she added, "Mr. Vegeta, I'm here to announce that you're free to leave whenever you're ready. Call me when you need assistance to, uh, return your clothing to you." The nurse said, seeing that Vegeta was still in the hospital gown.
"I'm ready for it now." Vegeta said.
The nurse nodded before leaving to get his clothing.
Bulma looked out the window and saw gray clouds above. . : I wonder what time it is… : .
The nurse returned and Bulma asked for the time.
"It's 12: 08." The nurse said. Just then, it began to rain.
. : 12: 08! We must've sat here longer than I thought! : .
Vegeta got changed and they went out to her car.
Bulma turned it on, but it wouldn't start. She tried over and over again, getting more and more soaked by the minute. It was no use. The car wouldn't start. . : Why did I have to leave the top to this new sports car down? I'm getting soaked! : . "Well, Vegeta, it looks like we're gonna have to stay at another motel tonight. There's one just down the road. Think ya have enough energy to fly us to it?" asked Bulma.
"Woman, I'm the Prince of Saiyans. I can fly down the street." Vegeta said. Bulma grabbed onto his neck and he lifted her up in his muscular arms. They flew off to the Motel to check in.
The room was awful. It had a strong odor to it, and the carpet was stained. Once again, there was only one bed.
"No! I slept on the floor last night, and the night before that in an uncomfortable plane chair, and the night before that on the floor again! I'm sleeping on the bed!" she announced.
"No, Woman, I am! I had to sleep in a hard Hospital bed, and I just nearly bled to death! I need a good night's rest too!" Vegeta complained.
They raced to change first to see who could get in bed first. Of course, we all knew that it was Vegeta. Vegeta lay down on the bed for a nap while Bulma mumbled to herself and sat in the chair.
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Okay, now, listen. I'm not sure what everyone is and isn't allowed to read so just thought I'd let ya know that the last paragraph is a lime. Or is this a little citrus? I'm not sure, but
either way I just thought I'd let ya know!
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That night, there was another fight over the bed. Once again, Vegeta won. Bulma was way too tired to sleep on the floor, so she crept into the bed beside him. (Now, I know what you're all thinking, but no, don't worry, they didn't have it or anything. I know, this is rated PG!) Pretty soon, they were both off in dreamland.
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Okay… did you like the chappie? I know, it was so sweet, wasn't it? Did ya like that Lime, or was the a small taste of citrus? Im not sure so if you could let me know in the review I would appreciate it b/c I'm not sure what that would be. Thankies and Ja ne!