Things Change

By Hannio

Chapter 7

Time to get away

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Bulma or Vegeta, nor Doctor and Mrs Briefs, Nor Yamcha or whoever was mentioned in this story, the placed don't belong to me either.

AUTHOR NOTE: Chapter 7 now, Wow that's good for me since I have so much to do with schoolwork and other story projects on especially since I have exams on. It's hectic being me though I know other people have written more I guess, I hope you enjoy this chapter, I like to try and add some background history I make up to the story as you'll be able to tell. It's kinda short, well actually it's not but I thought it would be longer so it's short for me, but the next chapter will make up for it, I promise you. Let's get it on

Bulma's head raised off the pillow she had made with her arms and looked groggily round her surroundings, a frown came to her face as the smell of medicine and antiseptic hit her nose and stung it wherever she was it definitely wasn't her pale blue bedroom.

"Where am I now?" she muttered an uneasy feeling setting in her stomach, she hated not knowing where she was, a feeling stemming from her childhood "Have I started Sleepwalking again? Don't say it's started up again, I thought Dad said it had stopped for good" When she was younger Bulma had a problem with sleeping, when she did she would often sleepwalk and find herself in strange places such as the kitchen one time she found herself in the garden shed. She quickly dismissed the notion, trusting her father's opinion. She now rubbed a hand over her face trying to wake herself up, her mind felt dead in her head as if it was a piece of fluff "Is this what that idiot Marron feels each day" Bulma thought thinking of Krillen ex girlfriend. She looked down to see her journal crammed packed with her neat handwriting open. The last entry had been dated yesterday; thinking it could bring some knowledge to her sleep drenched brain. She skimmed read it.

Dear Diary,

There's still no change in Vegeta's condition, all he does is lie there he looks peaceful there's no denying that, but for him that's not natural and makes me more worried then if he was laying there frowning.... There's one good point from this whole incident at least he won't be able to train for a while though Dad's already built him a new Gravity room, that plus the fact he's responding well to treatment is a relief... I know he's still fairly injured but Dad won't tell me anything more than what I already know.... I hope Vegeta will be all right I don't know what I would do if he wasn't..."

She stopped reading there a frown on her face she closed it and absently locked it up. Why the hell had she written that last comment, in fact why had she written the whole entry. She must of been tired and not thinking properly, if she remembered she had gone to sleep about 3 and she could vaguely remember someone watching over her though she had thought it was just a dream. The remembrance of Vegeta's accident and the aftermass of it sent a shiver down her spine they were still trying to clear the rubbish up from the explosion even though it was 2 weeks later. He had been so close to death, sometimes probably raising his hand to knock on it's door but he had fought his way back with the same determination and stubbornness that he faced life with. She glanced at the bed expecting to see him peacefully sleeping as the machines pumped his body full of the antibiotics, which would eventually make him better. She stood up in a rush the chair cluttering to the ground, she didn't notice the noise, she hadn't even realised that she had stood up. Her eyes were completely focused on the empty bed, the oxygen mask was carelessly thrown on the bed and the sheets had been kicked back. Fear raced through her. Had he died?, She felt a sob rise up her throat at the thought but her rational mind kicked into action.

"Go and ask your Dad he'd know right plus would you honestly of slept through them taking the body away? The little Bastard has gone somewhere probably to get food" Bulma's eyes narrowed, why could that man never stay still for a second. She stormed out of the room intent on giving that Prince a piece of her mind. She shook her head he definitely was royal, a royal pain in her ass. She threw open the door to her Dad lab to see him working, his back to her and muttering to himself as usual, his black cat rested on his shoulders occasionally meowing. She walked forward quickly glancing at herself in the mirror, her hair was a mess half in, half out of the ponytail she had lazily put it in last night when she took her usual seat next to Vegeta's side. Her eyes were flashing angrily and her cheeks were scarlet as her mouth set in a thin line

"Dad" she said outloud, he jumped and turned round a look on surprise on his kind face

"Bulma" he said cheerfully ignoring the fact that she looked ready to explode "I'm glad you are awake. Sleep well?" he didn't wait for an answer but carried on with what he was saying "I need your help on this one bit it shouldn't take too long, It's just that me and Kitty can't understand this one bit" he looked up to see Bulma watching him, she really needed to get to Vegeta but it wouldn't hurt to help him just this once, after all he helped her regularly. She gave a little nod and pulled up the sleeves of her jumper to her elbows and looked expectantly at him.

"What seems to be the problem?" he smiled at her then went onto explain it, though she was worried Bulma found herself involved in the project till it took away all her other thoughts. It took longer than they both imagined; finally they both straightened their backs cracking as they did

"That hits the spot" her Dad muttered rubbing his neck "Sorted at last. A master piece if I do say so myself" Bulma smiled, he thought every invention he made was a masterpiece until he started the next one. Her smile faded as her mind remembered the reason she was there in the first place

"Dad" she said, he turned to her, scratching Kitty's head

"Yes?" he questioned. She reached up and took her hair down bringing her fingers through it to bring some order into the waves

"Where's Vegeta he's not in the room" her father's eyes moved slightly to Kitty before they shifted back onto her.

"Well Bulma..." he began

"Where is he?" her voice took a sharp tone to it as she interrupted him

"Where is always is Sweetheart in the new Gravity room" he said mildly for an instant she stared blankly at him

"WHAT!!!!" she yelled looking round her "Didn't you try and stop him?" she asked trying to keep calm

"Why No. I was busy with this. He came in gathered the equipment and left it's a good thing I fixed them yesterday or he wouldn't have anything to train with" he shook his head at the thought

"Dad he's injured remember, the big explosion that destroyed the other gravity room well in case you hadn't noticed he was in there and he was badly hurt in it. He should be in bed asleep and resting, Not training especially in his condition what were you thinking? Am I the only one with some common sense in this household?, If someone is ill they take it easy not go and train in 400 + gravity" he looked at her thoughtfully as she finished her rant, worry flared in her blue eyes and her face under the flushness looked pale, she had bags under her eyes indicated she wasn't sleeping well. He didn't say anything though to her about having too much experience in what she was like.

"Now you mention it he was limping slightly and seemed to be in pain but I didn't think anything of it, I thought he must of been discharged by either you or your mother" Bulma let out a small yell of frustration, clamping down on the larger one which was desperately trying to get out, she clenched her fists and began to count to 10 when she thought she was calm enough she spoke through gritted teeth.

"I can't believe this, how could you be so..."

"Bulma" she stopped surprised by how stern he sounded she turned to him eyes wide "Vegeta is a grown man regardless of what you may feel. We can't keep him in there against his will, he is the one who knows his body if he believes he can cope then let it be. You have different things to worry about like how your work has been suffering since your guest came to stay with us" she stopped, her hands relaxing as she stared at him speechless, she gave her head one violent shake

"It hasn't been suffering Dad..." she began but he shook his head

"It has because your heart isn't in it anymore."

"Look Dad..." he turned his back on her and glanced at the table picking up the materials they had used and putting them away

"I know you are lost in your emotions dear but sometimes to see things clearly you have to be rational, remember that emotions are good but sometimes they blind you to the truth" the talk over he began humming and muttering again "I wonder Kitty if this would work..." Bulma walked out as if she was in a dream, what the hell was he talking about she never let her emotions in the way. Especially about Vegeta. Who the hell did Vegeta think he was coming in and twisting her family round his fingers it made her sick to her stomach. She stormed to the control room for the gravity room and began typing the password in for the intercom. Regardless of what her father may believe Vegeta was ill and should be in bed. She hit the enter button, eyes flashing and the screen came down and flickered for a minute before a screen came on it, she leaned forward, the room lights were red meaning it was being stretched to it's limits again. She heard grunts of pain and the sound of punches and kicks but she couldn't see him, finally he came into view and for a minute she stared at him. Blood was pulsating out of a cut on his arm and his bandages were red from where the cuts, which had taken so long to heal, had reopened. She could see her Dad's babies as he called them, moving round and firing energy waves, he dodged them all but one hit and he grunted in pain falling to the floor with a thud that echoed round the room, he stayed there, laying there for a minute panting before trying to get back up to his feet

"Vegeta" she yelled at him sounding half-angry, half worried. He looked up at the screen, for a minute surprise flickering in his dark eyes but that emotion was crushed by the coldness that replaced it, his glare was more pronounced than usual, she carried on regardless of the look which would of silence anyone else "What the hell are you doing?" she demanded "You are injured I know your ego won't allow that to be a possibility to you but it's true. You need to relax and calm down before this training kills you what good are you to the world against the Androids if you are dead. Please stop it!" he managed to get to his feet swaying slightly but he spread his feet out slightly more and became steady

"Woman" he yelled holding his injured ribs as if speaking pained him "GO AWAY" Bulma recoiled, the pain his words brought surprising her, she pushed it aside, there would be times to mull that over later, she felt her eyes narrow as she glared at him

"NO" she yelled back, he looked surprised again and she knew it was because he wasn't used to have people refusing to do something he told them to do "Look at yourself now Vegeta look what's become of the Great Saiyan Prince you are a wreak not just physically but mentally as well, you're spinning out of control" his eyes flashed and she knew she hit a sensitive spot

"I'm warning you Bitch keep the hell away from me, or I'll come out all right and blow that little control room up right now with you in it. Why don't you go and piss off that loser boyfriend of yours off and Fucking Leave me the hell alone" she cut him off there, breaking the transmission, she couldn't take those comments anymore especially in that voice that had been almost dripping with venom. She had had enough of him and his hatred towards her. She rested her head in her hands trying to stop shaking, tears leaking out of her eyes and running down her face. She needed to get away from it all but where could she go if she went to ChiChi's then she would simply say I told you so and right now Bulma didn't think she could take that. Her eyes widened as her mind remembered one thing "See that loser boyfriend..."

"Yamcha" she said and sat up. When was the last time she had remembered Yamcha or even given him a small thought, a while ago he was all she could think of but now it was different, her mind was consumed by Vegeta. She ignored that thought, it was simply because she was forced to live with the Guy all the time. She stood up, she'd go and see Yamcha and stay there until she calmed down, Some comfort and words of sympathy wouldn't go amiss either. She walked out of the room and ran up to her bedroom grabbing her light jacket that was hung on the back of her door. She looked at the last picture of her and Yamcha that was on her dresser, they both looked so happy and carefree in it, where had it all gone. She placed it down and walked out of the room "Mum" she yelled

"Yes Sweetie" came the reply, sounding as though it was coming from the kitchen

"I'm going to see Yamcha Mum. I'll be back shortly"

"Ok say Hello for me"

"Will do" she went to the front door and opened it grabbing a capsule as she left, she stopped and for a minute looked at before dropping it back onto the side, she'd walked to Yamcha's for a change she was always complaining she needed more exercise here was her chance. She closed the door behind her and after one last look at the gravity room left, back straight as she headed towards Yamcha and away from the man who haunted her dreams and thoughts every day.

Please review people. No Flames but any other type is welcomed. I'll get Chapter 8 up soon. As in ASAP so keep a look out for it.