Chapter Three: Our Space Opera

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There was so much to get done. Bulma scurried around the lab in preparation for her decision. "Kami... I can't believe I'm really going to do this!" Butterflies in her stomach were causing her to be even more jittery than usual. The idea had come across her when she was still recovering.

She had to see Vejita. It was more important than anything anymore. Then she had an epitome. The drangonballs! She would use them to transmit herself to wherever Vejita happened to be. Her friends and family, of course, contested strongly.

"Why don't you just wish him here?" Chichi piped in. Bulma passed her a dismissive shrug. "Vejita would just get mad at me for interrupting his training!" Bulma said with a dopish grin on her face. In actuality she was scared. Would Vejita want to see her? What would she say to him? She ran the scenario through her head at least a thousand times. ~ Hey Vejita! I just thought I'd drop in out of the blue and tell you that I love you! ~ *Kami! That is so stupid! * But Bulma had to do this. It was a promise that she made to Kami. If the god would spare her life in the gravity chamber, she would tell him how much she cared for him. She wasn't one to go back on her word.

Gathering up her things, Bulma headed out to her backyard surrounded by her family and friends. " I know this is something that you have to do, but I really want you to be careful." Goku said solemnly. "I will, I promise."

After a few more tearful good-byes, it was time to summon the dragon.

Sparks of electricity shot from the balls as Bulma shouted the words to raise Shenlong. "What is it you ask for?" the giant lizard spoke in an intimidating voice. "Oh, Shenlong, it is my will to be transported to the exact spot of where the saiyan prince, Vejita, is now located." Bulma ended very formally. A long pause sounded out, and then he spoke. "It shall be done!"

The blue haired woman suddenly gasped as she noticed that her feet where disappearing, as slowly was her entire body. Next thing she knew, she was surrounded by blackness.

Bulma began to grow nervous. * What if Shenlong got me lost, or sent me to the wrong place?! * Her fears where soon calmed when the darkness began to fade and she could make out where she was. It was the ship her father built... she had made it! But where was Vejita? Being unfamiliar with her surroundings, Bulma began to open the doors closest to her, but paused when she realized she still didn't know what she was going to say to him when they came face to face. She thought about it for a moment, imaging several different scenarios. He certainly was going to be shocked, that much was for sure.

After stumbling around for a few more seconds, Bulma came across a room with the door slightly ajar. Peering in, she noticed that this room was as neat as a pin. Her gaze slowly rested on a figure draped roughly across the bottom bunk of a bunk bed. Vejita! Wondering if he was awake or not, Bulma through caution to the wind and ever so slowly entered the room. It was very small, just enough room for a bed, a desk, and a little closet space. She inched her way over to the resting saiyan, still a bit concerned to whether he was sleeping or just meditating.

The first thing Bulma noticed when she gazed at Vejita's face was that he almost looked peaceful, nothing like the terror he was during the day. The rough lines of his gathered eyebrows had virtually smoothed away, and his perpetual scowl had faded into a slight smile.

Careful not to disturb the resting prince, Bulma sat in a chair facing Vejita. Slowly, and quietly, she began to speak. "Oh, Vejita...I... I don't know what I'm doing here! What if you really don't want to see me? I mean, you did leave my house before I woke. Were you running away from the situation, or were you running away from me? Kami! This is so confusing! First you insult me, calling me every indecent name you could think of, and then you become my knight in shining armor and save my pathetic hide! I know that I did deserve most of those insults, as I called you something first, but oh, I don't know! I don't expect flowers; I don't expect candy, hell, I don't even expect you to say 'I love you.' I just wish I knew if...you felt the same about me...as I feel for you. I know I couldn't say this to your face right now, but, I love you, Veggie chan."

After the little emotional outburst, Bulma suddenly felt exhausted. Gathering herself up she cast one last look back, and slowly parted. Her last though being, 'What is Vejita going to do when he finds me here?'

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The next morning, Bulma woke to the company of a stiff neck. * Figures, that's my luck! * She had crashed on a cot she found a little distance from Vejita's quarters. Her father had really only designed the ship for one person, so it was rather cramped. It consisted of a bedroom, a bathroom, and a large walk in closet, and a control room that could also be used as a gravity chamber (of course). Also there was an extremely small kitchen area. Bulma's cot was located in the walk in closet, and she silently prayed that Vejita wouldn't open the door and find her lying there in her tee shirt and cotton undies. That would be a scene!

Ever so slowly, Bulma craned her stiff neck out the door and into the small hall. * I wonder if Vejita is awake... at home he is always awake before I am. * Bulma could hear scuffling down the hall from the direction Vejita was sleeping in the night before. So he was awake! Bulma pulled her sore neck back inside the door so fast that she yelped out in pain. Immediately she realized her mistake and covered her mouth with her hands. She prayed Vejita hadn't heard her. She would be so lucky.

"Who in Kami's name is there? Show yourself now or suffer from an indescribable pain!" Yep, that was Vejita all right. Bulma decided showing herself now seemed like a much better idea than suffering indescribable pain. Timidly, she spoke up. "Um...Vejita? It's me...Bulma." Vejita was beside her in a flash. "How in the hell did you get here? Last I saw of you woman, you were..." He trailed of, but Bulma knew he was speaking of the accident. "Well, I, uh, I thought you might be lonely...Uh, I mean I never got to thank you and all...for saving my life. Uh, thank you." Bulma vaguely realized that she must sound completely retarded. Vejita gave her a shocked look, mot believing that anyone would travel light-years to just say 'thank you' to him. Bulma shifted her weight from ankle to ankle, desperately trying to avoid Vejita's stares.

The saiyan then said the first thing that popped into his head. "Woman! I'm not going to cut me training short just to haul your ass back to earth! Why must you annoy me wherever I go? Is it some sort of innate ability you possess used solely to piss me off?" Vejita knew his words her harsh, but there was NO way he would ever admit he was glad to see the woman. In actuality, he really was...happy to see her. He himself couldn't even believe that.

Bulma though, was teetering on the edge of bursting into tears. She had come all the way to see him! Couldn't he be nice to her for just once? Would it really kill him?

Vejita sensed the sudden tension in the air and glanced over at the woman who looked as though she would fall apart at any moment. Perhaps he had been too hard on her. Comforting wasn't exactly in his resume, because he hadn't received any sort of caring when he was growing up. Freeza's army was a cold place, and one adjusted quickly or became a target for ridicule and punishment. Vejita simply placed a hand on the woman shoulder and said, "You don't have to sleep in the closet, woman. I will sleep here, you sleep in a bed."

Bulma practically wanted to do a cartwheel. Vejita was sacrificing his own personal comfort to make her happy!?! And hell didn't have to freeze over for it to happen...
All the snide comments Vejita had made earlier were forgotten as Bulma latched herself around the prince's neck and gave him a fierce hug.

"Thank you so much Veggie-chan!!! I promise I won't get in your way! I'll cook for you and clean and make repairs and..." Vejita cut her off with a glance. "Fine woman, you can stay. I've been traveling around for days killing Freeza's old henchmen off one by one. The bastards will know pain at the hands of a prince!"

Bulma flinched slightly. This really wasn't sounding like it was going to be a whole load of fun. Oh well, she was the one who volunteered herself for this mission after all! Her only hope was that she could say the things that she said to Vejita's sleeping form last night to his face. Only time would tell...


So sorry it's been so long since I updated! Hopefully it won't take nearly as long for the next chapter. Oh well, until we meet again!
Miayu