In advance... this chapter might be short... I am not supposed to be on the
computer
Chapter 8
Bulma's Report
Vegeta waited in the waiting room resting his face in his hands. They had been inspecting on Bulma for hours and his eyes had not yet dried. Would she be ok? What was happening in there? He wanted to know. He stared at his sleeves. They had some of Bulma's blood on them when he had held her.
~Damn, it felt so good to hold her. I wish I could do it again...~
Vegeta snapped his head around when he heard a small ding. A nurse came out with a frown on her face. Vegeta's heart sunk as she walked over to him. She stared down at her clipboard before speaking to Vegeta.
"Unfortunately sir, she's not doing well. Bulma Briefs is in critical condition. We have her in a regeneration tank to try to recuperate. She's also in a coma. Chances are she's not going to make it..."
Another tear of concern rolled down his face as he asked...
"May I please see her?"
The nurse seemed puzzled, but allowed him to enter.
Vegeta's eyes widened as he saw Bulma. She was floating in a huge tank filled with blue liquid. She was attached to several wires were attached to her as she floated and her hair floated and strands were across her face. A screen had her pulse and other statistics displayed on it.
He tried his hardest not to show sympathy, but his face showed a frown.
~I could have prevented all this. Why didn't I stop her? My nightmares obviously said something was going to happen! ~
Vegeta stepped closer to her tank wanting to hold her again, but that would be worse for her. He placed his hand on the glass that separated them and whispered something no one could imagine coming out of his mouth...
"You stupid baka. I've fallen for you human. I wish you could hear me. You might never hear this or me though. I love you Onna. I wish you well so that you may stay with me once more. I doubt you even will woman. I'm not for you. I don't deserve someone as loving as you. Goodbye... Bulma."
Vegeta took one last glance at Bulma before he left her. He let one last tear fall before he left for her house for the day.
Chapter 8
Bulma's Report
Vegeta waited in the waiting room resting his face in his hands. They had been inspecting on Bulma for hours and his eyes had not yet dried. Would she be ok? What was happening in there? He wanted to know. He stared at his sleeves. They had some of Bulma's blood on them when he had held her.
~Damn, it felt so good to hold her. I wish I could do it again...~
Vegeta snapped his head around when he heard a small ding. A nurse came out with a frown on her face. Vegeta's heart sunk as she walked over to him. She stared down at her clipboard before speaking to Vegeta.
"Unfortunately sir, she's not doing well. Bulma Briefs is in critical condition. We have her in a regeneration tank to try to recuperate. She's also in a coma. Chances are she's not going to make it..."
Another tear of concern rolled down his face as he asked...
"May I please see her?"
The nurse seemed puzzled, but allowed him to enter.
Vegeta's eyes widened as he saw Bulma. She was floating in a huge tank filled with blue liquid. She was attached to several wires were attached to her as she floated and her hair floated and strands were across her face. A screen had her pulse and other statistics displayed on it.
He tried his hardest not to show sympathy, but his face showed a frown.
~I could have prevented all this. Why didn't I stop her? My nightmares obviously said something was going to happen! ~
Vegeta stepped closer to her tank wanting to hold her again, but that would be worse for her. He placed his hand on the glass that separated them and whispered something no one could imagine coming out of his mouth...
"You stupid baka. I've fallen for you human. I wish you could hear me. You might never hear this or me though. I love you Onna. I wish you well so that you may stay with me once more. I doubt you even will woman. I'm not for you. I don't deserve someone as loving as you. Goodbye... Bulma."
Vegeta took one last glance at Bulma before he left her. He let one last tear fall before he left for her house for the day.