Chapter 11.

Authors Note:

As I was writing this, I wasn't expecting so many people to want more, so thanks!

(PS: bass is really cool!)

Vegeta jogged inside, he was almost immediately confronted with Apiphanie.

Apiphanie looked down at Bulma with disgust,

"She's a disgrace, how could you care for such a creature!?"

Vegeta went to say something, but he remembered that he once thought the same thing about Bulma,

"You have to give her a chance to sink in."

he mumbled.

Apiphanie was instantly sorry she had said that, she was just a little tempered at the moment.

"What do you want me to do?"

she asked.

Vegeta could sense the apologetic tone,

"I need a hot tub filled, for now."

Apiphanie raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

Immediately a slave came up to her.

Apiphanie was about to bark an order when she saw some of Bulma's hair fall off from its perch on Vegeta's arm,

'she was a slave . . .'

she looked at her slave,

"Miss, would you please run one of the hot tubs for Vegeta?"

the slave, including everyone else around her was shocked.

The slave took a second to recoup, but then she nodded and jogged off.

Apiphanie narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms, are you coming?"

She growled before turning around and walking after the slave.

Vegeta pulled Bulma closer and walked after Apiphanie.

* * *

Apiphanie watched as the slave filled the large tub to just the right temperature.

"Thank you."

She murmured to the slave as the slave walked by her.

The slave paused just for a second, then left, a smile on her face.

Vegeta laid Bulma down on one of the medical beds.

Apiphanie glanced at one of the clocks in the room,

"Shit, I was supposed to be in a meeting . . .I'll be back as soon as it's over!"

she yelled as she sped from the room.

Cyanryou shuffled his feet nervously,

"Sir?"

Vegeta ignored Cyanryou and sat Bulma up, then started to take off her shirt.

Cyanryou looked up from the floor ad went beat red.

Vegeta had left her bra on, but was now reaching past her.

Vegeta grabbed a jar of blue jelly and opened the lid, then started to rub the jelly over her cuts.

Cyanryou forced his gaze from Bulma's breasts and looked to the tub,

"Sir, what do you wish me to do?"

Vegeta sighed very lightly, then looked back,

"You have new duty's, now that you are her body guard, you need to be trained properly . . .how old are you?"

Cyanryou blinked,

"20 Sir."

Vegeta looked back to Bulma and continued to carefully put the jell onto Bulma's cuts as she lay unconscious.

"You would have started training next year . . . you will start training now . . . but not in the old fashioned way, in my way."

Cyanryou raised a brow,

"But sir, I am not even an elite."

Vegeta turned to Cyanryou,

"It is not your choice to be an elite is it? I get to choose who is trained well enough."

Vegeta then turned back to Cyanryou,

"do you not trust my judgment?"

Cyanryou was a bit worried at Vegeta's reaction,

"No I am not, I was just wondering . . "

Vegeta turned back to Bulma and started rubbing the jell on Bulma again,

"I want you to go and find Apiphanie and tell her that I need a female royal suit."

Cyanryou nodded and ran off.

Vegeta lifted Bulma to a standing position and started to undo her pants.

Bulma groaned and started to wake up.

She looked down and saw Vegeta's hands pulling her pants down.

Instantly she woke up,

"What the hell are you doing."

She yelled jumping back.

Vegeta jumped from the surprise of Bulma waking.

Bulma started to fall backwards, she was still to weak to stand on her own.

Vegeta was barely able to catch her before she hit the ground.

Bulma looked up at Vegeta,

"What were you doing?"

she yelled.

Vegeta pulled her up and sat her down on the medical table,

"I was trying to help you!"

Bulma looked down to her stomach which was cover lightly with the strange jell.

"What are you doing to me?"

she asked quietly.

Vegeta put some jell on his hand and started to put it on the cuts on her legs.

"This jell, goes into your cut, and cleans it.

After it cleans the cut, it starts to heal it, this stuff will also make bruises less visible."

Vegeta mumbled.

Bulma nodded,

Kay, well, where am I then?"

Vegeta sighed in frustration,

"We are in the bathroom portion for this side of the floor of the castle."

Bulma looked around,

"This bathroom is bigger than both of our rooms put together."

Vegeta nodded lightly,

"Yah I know."

Bulma looked down,

"Well . . . oh no, Vegeta! Where's Cyanryou!?"

Bulma exclaimed.

Vegeta looked up,

'she seems to be more worried about him than she ever was for me'

he thought miserably.

Vegeta looked back down,

"he is getting something for you right now."

Bulma sighed,

"Did he get hurt much?"

Vegeta shook his head,

"not much, he's still strong enough to stay basically alert, he's also your new bodyguard."

Bulma blinked,

"Why would I need a body guard?"

Vegeta stuck his hand into the jell and started rubbing to her again,

"Because you will have a lot of angry Saiyan's wanting to kill you cause that family you were with is highly known for grudges."

Bulma sighed again,

"Well, at least he's safe."

Vegeta sighed,

"Yah, at least he's safe."

Bulma looked at Vegeta's face, it was somewhat hurt.

Vegeta scanned the from of her body for a second, from the edge of her panties, he could see a bit of a cut.

Vegeta reached to her panties and pulled the edge down a bit, then started to rub the jell on.

Bulma couldn't help but be slightly aroused by him rubbing her there.

Cyanryou stepped into the room and looked at Vegeta and Bulma.

He could see the expression of arousal on her face and he could see Vegeta's hand, in an instant, he knew all of his chances for Bulma were gone.

Authors note;

Poor Cyanryou, don't worry, someday he will get someone! But not Bulma, cause Bulma is Vegeta's!