Watchtower

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I left you on a cliffy last time so I'll get straight to the fic!

Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Db Dbz Dbgt or Dbs and, without a doubt, I never will… I'm just a fan who just has to write fanfics in order to express her weird, crazy mind… Please don't sue me!

King Vegeta will now be written as "The king, king Vegeta or Vegeta K" So I can write Prince Vegeta as "Prince Vegeta" or just "Vegeta"!

Bold = Author note

Italics =Thoughts

Bulma leant in slowly but instead of connecting with the prince's lips she felt his finger pressed against her lips. She opened her eyes and found herself looking into the prince's onyx ones. He showed no emotion, just stood with a blank expression on his face.

"W-wh-" Bulma started but the prince just cut her off by shaking his head. Bulma stared for a while before the prince actually showed any kind of emotion, and what he did show was disappointment.

"I thought maybe you would be different," Vegeta said, he wasn't angry, or upset, he just went back to no emotion, as if he were stating a scientific fact. "But no, you're just like most saiyan women, unloyal." Bulma stared, confused, who was she being unloyal to? And then she remembered: Yamcha.

The girl had no idea why but her eyes began to fill with tears which she blinked away angrily.

Great job, you made her cry… but how? Why? Why is she crying? And why do I feel so bad? I usually find it funny to make people cry… again, what is so different about this girl? Vegeta thought. He opened his mouth to say something but his father walked in. The King of All Saiyans? More like The King of Most Amazingly Timed Arrivals Vegeta thought.

The king seemed to sense the tension in the air. He smirked slightly as he said "Is this a bad time to come in, son? Am I interrupting?"

Vegeta looked up, confused, before glaring at his father. "Of course not, father. I was just waiting to leave."

The king's smirk grew into a kind of evil grin which quickly faded when he saw the tears in Bulma's eyes. He looked at his son questioningly but Vegeta just shrugged. Vegeta then pushed past his father, leaving him confused and surprised.

Vegeta K walked over to the girl and knelt down in front of her. She looked embarrassed to be crying in front of the king, as she wiped the tears from her eyes and looked up, her cheeks were stained a light crimson as she looked at him fearfully.

"Are you okay?" Vegeta K asked

"Yeah.." Bulma replied in a small whisper

"You sure? What happened?" The king asked. He looked concerned, which was weird, considering the fact that he looked exactly the same as his son Bulma thought.

"I just…" She started, but thought better than to pour out all of her feelings to the king. "N-never mind… Don't worry."

Vegeta K looked at her for a moment before sighing. "Ok, if you say so… but just because I'm the king doesn't mean I can't understand how you're feeling, alright?"

Bulma looked up at him, surprised. "Really?"

"Yeah." Vegeta K said and smiled slightly. "Now, are you sure you're okay?"

Bulma felt a sudden pain go through her head but ignored it, absent mindedly putting a hand to her head. "Offf coursse?" Bulma slurred before passing out.

"Oh, thank God you're okay!" Chi exclaimed, hugging her best friend.

"Ch-Chi Chi?" Bulma asked "Where am I?"

"Hospital." Chi answered. "It turns out that you had minor brain damage from fly- I mean running into Prince Vegeta. Oh my gosh! Bulma I was sooo worried when I heard! Never scare me like that ever again! Okay?!"

"How did I get here?"

"You passed out in front of the king. He made Prince Vegeta carry you while he got your father and told him what happened."

"Vegeta carried me?"

"Yeah, but he looked none too happy about it. He had to fly you here and that's how I found out. Everyone was staring and pointing up at you guys, a lot of people have followed you here so now the prince has to sit outside and try to stop people from coming in." He almost didn't let me in. Even Maron's out there."

"Wow… to think… me? I just had to be the one to fly into Vegeta..." Bulma said looking slightly upset. As she said this the door opened and Bulma's father, Vegeta, and Vegeta K stepped in.

"Ah, she's awake." The king said with a smile.

"I can't believe how nice he is." Chi whispered super quietly to Bulma. Bulma looked at her friend, confused.

"You know, getting you a private room in the hospital and everything."

"And everything?" Bulma asked in a quiet whisper.

"He payed the fees for you as well."

"Really?"

"Uh-huh. Your dad said he had hardly enough money to get you a check-up to find out what's wrong, let-alone a private room, so the king said he'd pay."

"Wow."

Bulma's father (Dr Briefs) sat down next to his daughter. "The Doctor said you'd be ok tomorrow but they want to keep you in an extra day."

"So she can't come with me to the watchtower? But it's really far away and-" Chi started.

"Sorry Chi Chi, but she has to stay in the hospital." Dr Briefs said, cutting the girl off.

"W-well… do I have to go? The prince isn't gonna pick me or anything… right?" She asked Vegeta who had been minding his own business and seemed generally shocked to have been brought into the conversation. He stared at Chi, who was looking at him with a pleading look, before shaking his head slowly. No, he wouldn't pick Kakarot's girl, that was just unfair.

"See? I don't have to go then, do I?" Chi asked Dr Briefs and The King with a pleading look.

"If your parents are okay with it then fine." The King said with a smile.

"Thanks so much!" Chi smiled before hugging her friend. "That means I don't have to go by myself and you don't have to be lonely all-day tomorrow, Bulma!"

Bulma smiled weakly, she half wanted to be able to go tomorrow, she would've enjoyed travelling with her best friend. She always did.

Never mind. Bulma thought. I guess I'll have to wait an extra week for the summer break to go travel somewhere with Chi.

"I guess the fact that neither of you were looking where you were going this morning has messed everything up for you guys." The King said to his son as they flew at full speed towards the palace in the North where they would spend a night and leave for the watchtower later that next evening to arrive at the watchtower early Wednesday morning.

"What?" Vegeta asked, confused, although it sounded like he was shouting at his father.

"Manners, boy."

Vegeta sighed. "Pardon, father. What do you mean by that?"

The king smirked and then burst out into laughter.

Vegeta sighed again. "What are you laughing at, father?"

"You."

"Me? Why? What'd I do?"

"You're acting weird. You never use proper manners like that; even if I remind you."

"Excuse me?"

Vegeta K laughed even louder. "Ok, who are you, and what have you done with my son?"

Vegeta stopped flying and hovered in place, above a village. He crossed his arms and paid no attention to the people on the ground gawking and pointing up at them. "Who are you and what have you done with my father?!" Vegeta said, half annoyed, half surprised that his father was paying any attention to him at all.

"What?" Vegeta K asked, hovering about a meter in front of his son.

"You're actually paying attention to me. You never do that!"

"I do pay attention to you, you just never realise, son."

"Whatever." Vegeta said glaring at his father. "Why was you acting so nice to that blue haired girl anyway?"

Vegeta K looked at his son. "Why was you?"

"What?"

"You seemed to be acting unusually nice to her, so I tagged along."

Vegeta was silent.

"So?" The King asked.

"'So' What?"

"Why was you being so friendly to her?"

Vegeta glared at his father for a second before blasting past him at full speed, leaving his father laughing at his reaction.

Yey! Chapter 3 is up! Hope you guys enjoyed!

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I'm sorry if it was quite bad, I was really ill when I wrote this. :(

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