CHAPTER 12- The Saiyan Patient

CHAPTER 12- The Saiyan Patient

Disclaimer: I don't own this, any of this!! Sob…

Ok so I also like Madison's idea and I actually thought about it when I started the fic but dismissed it coz I thought you might tell me off for being too gross, then again I've read a lot worse than that on here so if I can think of enough jokes I might just throw it in! Keep reading!

Bulma sat down on the end of her bed and buried her face in her hands. Vegeta had gone quietly to bed and fallen asleep, for now. She knew her dad was lying about the cold affecting the reversal but it sure had Vegeta fooled. He didn't even struggle while she carried him to bed. The only problem was that, while she would have no trouble keeping him in bed this time, seeing as right now she could knock him out with her little finger, this still wasn't going to be easy. Vegeta was the most awkward, stubborn, grumpy patient anyone could ever know and the fact that he was confined to his bed meant that Bulma wouldn't be off her feet for the next 36 hors at least!

'Oh well maybe the oranges did him some good and he'll feel well enough to walk around tomorrow, and he's only got a cold… how bad could he be?' Bulma knew as she was thinking this that she was only lying to herself.

An hour later he woke up and it started

"Come on Vegeta time to eat some chicken soup!" Mrs briefs chirped

"Soup? That watery slop? No I'm not hungry!"

"But Vegeta dear, you'll never get well if you don't eat!" she giggled inanely

"Well then bring me an actual chicken, not one that's been put through a blender with all manner of other dubious 'food stuffs'"

"But Vegeta sweetie it's the best thing for you, it's piping hot and it's full off… stuff that's good for you!" Vegeta still wasn't convinced

"I'm not an infant woman I can still eat solids!"

"Vegeta just eat it for god's sake it won't kill you!" Bulma intervened, exhausted just from listening to his complaints

"Fine then, but next time I expect something much more substantial than this insult of a meal. Is this stuff honestly supposed to make me feel better?"

Mrs. Briefs placed the tray of food on his lap and tottered off

"And bring me some fruit damn you!" he barked as she left

"How dare you order my mother around like that!" Bulma roared

"Humph! I am royalty and as such I expect to be treated with respect and fed only the finest foods!"
"Well if you had any manners at all we might treat you with a little more respect! You don't act like a prince at all, anyone would think that you were just a dumb Neanderthal!"

"You have no idea what you're talking about woman!"

"Huh! I'm the richest woman in the world, of course I know what it feels like to be royalty!"

"You are a low class weakling human who happens to have a high IQ, that does not make you royalty!"

"Why you…" Bulma paused "did you just say that I had a high IQ?"
"No, of course I didn't!"

'Oh kami if she knew I'd said that she'd be insufferable…' he thought

"I'm absolutely positive I said 'rich daddy'"

Bulma grinned

"I don't buy it Vegeta I know what you said! Thank you…" she trailed off and there was silence for a while

'Well at least she's not going to go on about it' he thought gratefully

"Eat you're soup before it gets cold" she said and then left the room deep in thought

"Humph"

"WHERE'S MY FRUIT WOMAN???" it was two hours later and Vegeta was more bored than he'd ever been, even the infamous 'monopoly day' had been more entertaining than this…

Bulma had been hoping to get the chance to go and help her dad in the lab today, but she'd had to go out to buy oranges for Vegeta…

'He's so weird when he's sick, he's obsessed with the idea that vitamin c will magically cure him! Hmmm I wonder if people ever got sick on planet Vegeta…'

"WOMAN!!! I KNOW YOU'RE BACK I HEARD THE DOOR!!"

"Coming Vegeta!" Bulma sighed

She climbed the stairs and opened the door to her room to find Vegeta sitting up in bed with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face which, had it gotten any deeper, threatened to just fold Bulma's face in half

"Don't frown like that Vegeta you'll give me wrinkles!" Bulma was honestly concerned,

'He better not crease my beautiful face or I swear I'll…' then she remembered that she still had a revenge plan underway, Vegeta still didn't know about the things she'd said to Goku…

"Humph, whatever woman, just pass me the bag of oranges and leave"

Bulma was about to do just that when she thought that maybe now would be a good time to ask Vegeta some questions. She was quite interested to learn more about the saiya-jin and their culture,

'Maybe if I could understand his point of view he'd be easier to tolerate' she thought

As soon as she passed the bag to Vegeta he ripped it open and began to gorge himself on its contents. He paused and looked up at Bulma as she sat down on the end of the bed

"Well, are you going to leave me in peace or what woman?"

"Aww come on Vegeta I know you're bored and you gotta admit even talking to me beats staring at the ceiling"

Vegeta wasn't convinced; after all, he had the oranges to occupy him for now…

"Whatever woman just try not to make my headache worse with your incessant chatter"
Bulma sat and thought for a while and Vegeta continued on his quest for vitamin c- induced immortality

"Vegeta" she started eventually "didn't anyone ever get sick on vegetasei?"

"Ha! Saiya-jin never get sick woman, no puny virus could survive an attack from our immune systems"

"So you never ever even had days were you felt a little off?"
"Never"

"Bizarre" Bulma was lost in thought

"You may think so woman but I find it more than a little bizarre that humans can contract a condition were an almost constant stream of what I can only describe as sticky yellow goo runs out of their noses!"

"I suppose you've got a Point Vegeta," she said, not really listening

"Why do you ask any way?"

" Just curious"

"Whatever" actually Vegeta was quite surprised at her taking an interest in his home

"Do you ever miss your home Vegeta?"

"Woman, I was a child when I left it and I cared little about it then. A true saiya-jin needs no home, he is self sustaining and strong enough not to need such comforts! The only thing I miss is the acknowledgement of my superiority over all creatures!!"

'He's lying' Bulma thought. She'd heard about how he cried for the loss of his home and his people on namek, 'he's so stubborn' she thought, annoyed. But then again she didn't honestly expect him to just admit his deepest fears to her; it had taken the knowledge he was about to die for him to do it last time!

"So you were kinda worshipped on your planet?"

'Is this a trick question?' thought Vegeta, but he answered any way

"Yes, of course I was! The royal bloodline was superior to all others; we were born to rule and to be followed! It was in our blood and still is in mine!"

"I see, so you were actually royalty for a reason, your family was the most suited for the job…"

"Why else would we rule an entire planet woman? Don't you have royalty on this planet??"

"Yeah, a couple of smaller countries like England still have a monarchy."

'Hmm note to self- visit England' thought Vegeta

"But no one really knows why they're royalty. They don't serve any real purpose, apart from as a tourist attraction…" she could see Vegeta wasn't listening by this point "anyway, I'd better go and help out my dad in the lab if we want to get changed back any time soon…"
"Whatever woman"

"Do you want me to bring you more chicken soup before I leave?"

"Dear god no. I'd rather chew my own arm off…"

"I get the point, see ya later!!"

"Humph"

And so Bulma left for the lab, deep in thought as she walked

'He's such a mystery…' she thought 'I know he has a heart; I can feel it beating right now! And yet he's impossible to read. He has to have some kind of feelings other than anger and pride, he just HAS to, but at the same time I can't believe it's possible for any living creature to hide them so well!! Psychoanalysts could dedicate their lives to working him out and still get nowhere… arrogant and self absorbed as he is, I could never say I don't find him interesting…'

Will Vegeta ever recover? Will they ever get back into their own bodies? If you still care what the answers to these questions are, keep reviewing or you'll never find out!! Moo ha ha ha!!