Okay, I left you guys with a guy talking to Vegeta. Who it is, is guessable. (Yes, that is a word.) Yep, it is Gaia. If anyone watches Yu-Gi-Oh, you'd realise that that's the name of one of his cards. It's called Gaia The Fierce Knight, Gaia The Dragon Champion, Gaia Power and I think that's all. I am not a big fan; instead I have a magazine that my mum got me for my birthday that has everything in it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z, or Gaia from Yu-Gi-Oh. I just watch the shows.
Poison.
Chapter Two.
"I hate Gaia. First he locks me in my room for days on end when my father would go away and he was in charge, then he helps plan his death and now he does this." Vegeta groaned.
"It was so much fun locking you in your room, Prince Vegeta." Came a voice by the window.
"Would you just leave us alone?" Goku whined.
"Vegeta's the one that said my name, just as I was about to read another. Oh well. What do you want now?" Gaia asked.
"Why the hell did you do this to me? What did I ever do to you?" Vegeta asked.
"Frieza said that if I stayed with him then I'd live."
"Frieza is dead. You don't have to live by his rule anymore." Goku said.
"Yeah, he did a great job at living." Bulma laughed, only to have her neck grabbed by the frog. Chi-Chi squealed and hid behind Goku while he powered up. Dr. Briefs stood up from the chair he was sitting on in shock and Vegeta could only watch as Bulma kicked away at Gaia. Goku started to move towards Gaia before he dropped Bulma on the floor and then disappeared.
"You shouldn't have said that, Bulma. It could get you killed." Rang his voice in everyone's ears. Bulma sat up and rubbed her reddened throat. She coughed a little and then looked up at her friend who was lowering his ki.
"Bulma, your mouth is going to get you into a lot of trouble." Dr. Briefs said as he helped his little girl from the ground.
"Ow, that hurt." Bulma groaned. "Now I know why you hate him so." She said as she stood next to Vegeta.
"I could have warned you about that. He never took cheekiness too kindly." He said.
"I guessed as much. Why didn't you warn me?"
"Why would I help y…" Vegeta started before a wave of pain hit him in the chest. He grabbed at the pain and started to shake uncontrollably.
"Vegeta!" Bulma screamed. She put her hand on his shoulder, only to have it shaken off and feel Goku pull her backwards away from Vegeta. After some time, Vegeta passed out from pain. Bulma ran over to him again and saw that he was out of it and looked like he wouldn't be waking up for a long time. "Poor Vegeta," she said quietly. "Dad, do you think you could make something to take the pain away for some time?"
"I'll try, but I don't know how I could make something. We don't have a sample of his blood." Dr. Briefs said.
"Goku, I think you'll be needed for this." Bulma said. She grabbed another needle and Goku sluggishly made his way over to her. "I'm not going to stick it in you, baby. The blood blows up and I thought if you had your hand over it to stop the glass from breaking, we could get a sample."
"Oh, okay." Goku said, visibly happier.
"I'll put the needle in and you will have to draw the blood from him and then cover the needle up as good as you can. We don't want to waste anymore blood of his." Bulma said. She inserted the syringe into the top of Vegeta's arm and Goku took some blood and then used both of his hands to cover it as he felt it shake in his fist. "Now, you need to slowly take the needle out of his arm and then take it to dad's lab and then put it somewhere that won't break. Try an evaporating dish. You go show him, dad." Bulma said.
Sure enough, they both did as she said and it worked. When Goku and Dr. Briefs got down to the lab, they found an evaporating dish and emptied the needle into it. The blood still bubbled and burst while there and then Dr. Briefs started to analyse it.
"What are you doing?" Goku asked.
"Oh, now I have to find something that'd stop the bubbling. It's like making a soft drink go flat."
"Oh, I get it. Why are you working on a computer then? Why aren't you trying things on it?"
"Because we only have a little bit of blood and it seemed like Bulma had already taken some out before I got there. We don't want to drain Vegeta of his blood. Look at this." He said, pointing to the computer screen. He had looked up all the cases of people who had been poisoned with something like it. "It looks like our Froggy little friend had fun with his powers. Sixteen people have died of a poison that started at their chest. It says that the blood burst like Vegeta's did. They haven't even looked further into it. What idiots!"
"There's no need to get angry. They obviously haven't bothered because they haven't been able to get a sample of their blood."
"Maybe you're right. This guy is so demanding. First all the training equipment, now an antidote to an unknown poison. I just hate being a scientist."
"That's where I'm glad to be slightly dimmer than your average person." Goku laughed. "I should go back to Chi-Chi and Bulma and see if Vegeta's having another spas attack."
"Hm, bye."
"C-ya." Goku said, leaving the lab. He walked out to see Bunny coming back from her everyday shopping. She got her maids to bring in all her groceries and then rushed into the kitchen, worrying that she was late to start on Vegeta's lunch.
"Hi, Goku. What brings you here, and why didn't I see Vegeta-chan training in the gravity machine?" she asked.
"Oh, Vegeta has been poisoned so now he's asleep in the medical wing where Bulma is looking after him. Dr. Briefs is working on an antidote now." Goku said as he started to walk up the stairs. "Um, when will lunch be ready?"
"Vegeta has been poisoned? Who would do such a thing to my Vegeta-chan?" she screeched as she ran past Goku up the stairs and up to the medical wing where she saw Bulma sitting on a chair next to Vegeta who was unconscious in a bed. Chi-Chi was sitting under the window that Gaia arrived in. "Oh, my! What happened to Vegeta-chan?"
"Uh, mum. Vegeta's very sick at the moment. He needs to rest." Bulma said.
"Not without his lunch. Wake him up."
"He's unconscious, mum. We can't."
"What? I can't even feed my Vegeta-chan anymore?" Bunny cried.
"Vegeta needs his sleep, okay. Go make lunch and we'll give it to him once he wakes up. Just make something that won't be too hard to eat."
"I'll make him some soup. That always helped you when you were sick." She said as she left the room.
"She's depressed." Chi-Chi said looking out the window.
"Yeah. I didn't think she'd take it like that." Bulma said. "He better get well before mum goes insane." Goku nodded his head and walked over to Chi-Chi.
"Did you get the blood right?" Chi-Chi asked Goku.
"Yes. Dr. Briefs is doing something now. I'm not too sure what, but he knows what he's doing." Goku said.
*30 minutes later*
"Wow, that was great, mum." Bulma said as she put her soup bowl into the dishwasher.
"Yeah, it was great soup, probably the best." Goku said, giving Bulma his mixing bowl that he ate from to wash. He also handed her Chi-Chi's bowl. "You wanna see if Vegeta's gotten any better?"
"I guess so." Bulma said. She made her way up to the medical wing to see Vegeta lying in bed with his eyes open and looking up at the ceiling. "You're awake."
"Yeah. What happened?" Vegeta asked.
"You had a fit, I guess. You passed out from the pain."
"That has to be the weakest thing I've ever done."
"No, it isn't. It looked painful. That frog shouldn't have done this to you. I should have fixed the gravity machine."
"Your talking is annoying me. Where's my lunch?"
"I thought you would have changed after getting poisoned, but you're still a stubborn jerk. I bet you're killing yourself over the fact that you won't be able to train ever again. You're just lucky dad's finally got a sample of your blood to do some tests on." Bulma snapped. "My mother is so worried about you, for some unknown reason, and made you a lot of soup because she thinks that when eating soup, you feel a lot better. I don't know why she cares for you so! You should just die!" she cried, running out of the medical wing, leaving a very baffled Vegeta behind to stare. She ran into the kitchen where everyone was still talking.
"Hey, Bulma. What's wrong?" Goku asked.
"Vegeta, of course. The jerk just wants his lunch and that's all. Mum, why the hell do you give a damn about him, anyway?"
"Well, he isn't that bad, y'know." Bunny answered.
"Yes he is. He deserved the mouthful I gave him. He just sat there staring at the roof telling me that my talking was annoying and that he wanted his lunch. You'd think that he'd change his look on life. For all he knows, he could be dead in five minutes." Bulma screeched, earning a wail from Bunny. "Lets just face it. He's either killed by this poison or killed by the androids. Either way, he doesn't help."
"Bulma, Vegeta's just in a lot of pain and has been through a lot. I'll go talk to him." Goku said, leaving the kitchen and making his way up to the medical wing.
"Go away, Kakarot." Vegeta groaned when Goku entered the room.
"Vegeta, why did you say that to Bulma?" Goku asked as he sat in the chair that Bulma had sat in earlier. "Bulma's really angry at you now and I know that you don't want that."
"Who cares about what I want?"
"We all do. Y'know, Bulma was right. You should look at life differently. You don't know if you're going to die in the next five minutes or if Bulma will come up with an antidote."
"Who cares if she gets that damn antidote? I'm supposed to be killed by the damn androids, why not by a poison? It's not like I turned into a Super Saiyan or got her as my mate."
"Bulma probably will get the antidote. But if she doesn't, then I advise you to do all the things that you've always wanted to before this poison gets to you so badly that you can't move."
"It'd be a hell of a lot easier if you would just kill me. It's not like the woman would care. She hates me."
"Just because she's angry at you doesn't mean that you should die."
"But it'd be easier. I wouldn't have to go through this pain or get her angry and then I'd be dead with my father and the rest of the Saiyan race."
"I'm not going to kill you just because Bulma hates you at the moment." Goku said. He looked over to Vegeta who was looking up at the roof like he was studying it. His face had a trace of redness on it from the affects the poison had on him.
"It's getting cold." Vegeta said slowly. Goku looked closer at him and saw that he was shaking slightly. "Aren't you cold, Kakarot?"
"Uh, no." Goku said. He walked over to a cupboard and brought out a spare blanket and put it on Vegeta, whose shivering got more intense. "Ah, Bulma! You should come and see this!" he called out. He looked back at Vegeta to see his brow covered in beads of sweat. It seemed as if the warmer his body got, the colder his mind got. Then he heard the footsteps of everyone running up the staircase. "Everyone's coming, Vegeta."
"Why aren't you cold? I can't get warm." He said quietly as his shivering continued and worsened.
"Bulma! Hurry up!" Goku yelled. Bulma was first through the door and stop dead in her path. She looked over to Vegeta and saw the redness of his face and how badly he was shaking.
"What happened, Goku?" she asked, finally able to talk.
"We were talking and he just suddenly asked me if I was cold. He started shivering so I put another blanket on him."
"Okay, um, what am I supposed to do? I've never treated anyone who's poisoned before."
"Neither have we. He's said that he couldn't get warm."
"Vegeta, are you still cold?" Bulma asked. Vegeta nodded his head.
"I'll get you some of my soup, then." Bunny said like a true blonde. (A/N: I have nothing against blondes. ^_^;)
"No, mum. Vegeta wouldn't be able to eat it." Bulma said.
"Oh," Bunny said. She actually opened her eyes and stared down at the ground. "I guess Vegeta is really sick, huh?"
"Yes, he is."
"No I'm not." Vegeta barely said.
"Yes you are. It's warm and you are very cold."
"You're not the first person to tell me that."
"I can imagine." Chi-Chi mumbled.
"Chi-Chi! Don't say that about Vegeta!" Bunny yelled. "At least he's able to talk now."
"You could be getting over this stage of pain." Bulma said. "And you're not shivering as much now." Vegeta's shivering had slowed down and had noticed the change in the temperature. He was feeling warmer and didn't feel any pain. "You ready for your lunch now?"
"What sort of question was that?" Vegeta groaned. "I'm a Saiyan. Of course I want food." Bunny jumped up and down, clapping her hands in joy for Vegeta and then ran out of the medical wing.
"She's happy." Goku said.
Vegeta tried to sit up so he could eat the soup properly, but the pain stopped him when he only just got his head off the pillow.
"This is starting to get annoying." He groaned. Bulma supported his back and pushed him forward so he was sitting upright. "I didn't need that." he snapped.
"Yes you did. You're still sick and hurt a lot. You need all the help you can get." Bulma told him. He grunted in his response and tried to balance his weight evenly so he wouldn't topple. "Just wait until mum gets back. She'll probably want to feed you the soup as if you're a little baby." Bulma giggled.
"No she's not. I'd rather die."
"I tried telling her that once. She said that motherly instinct comes first and that I should let her to stop her from worrying."
"I'm not her offspring, so she won't feel any 'motherly instincts'."
"She feels for you like you're her son."
"I don't care. She is not shoving a spoon in my mouth and making me swallow it. That's what you do to babies."
"Vegeta-chan! Just wait 'til you try my magnificent soup!" Bunny called from the stairs as she ran back up them. "I made heaps so you won't get hungry when you have another fit!" Vegeta grunted again that sounded more like a whimper and rolled his eyes. Bunny ran through the door with a mixing bowl of hot tomato soup. "I know you're going to love it! Now, open up." She said, getting a spoonful of soup and putting it up to his mouth. He kept his lips shut tight. "Oh, come on, Vegeta-chan. Just open your mouth and eat it."
"Mum, Vegeta can feed himself." Bulma said, trying to stop the giggles that were just dying to come out.
"Yes, I am quite capable of feeding myself." Vegeta agreed.
"No. You'll hurt you arm if you have to pull it up to your face. And what would happen if you were to have another shaking fit? You'd spill the hot soup all over yourself. Open up!"
"No. I can…" Vegeta started. Bunny shoved the spoon in his mouth as soon as she saw him open it. Bulma cracked up laughing, along with Chi-Chi and Goku.
"Good, Vegeta. Now, let go of the spoon. Come on." Bunny said when she realised Vegeta had bitten down on the spoon and wasn't letting go of it. "Come on, Veggie-chan let go of the spoon."
"Mum, if you want a dog, we'll get you one later. Just don't treat Vegeta as a one!" Bulma said.
"Tell him to let go of the spoon."
"I have no control of him whatsoever."
"Goku, can you tell him to let go?"
"I'm sorry, but Vegeta has a good reason to not let go." Goku said. Vegeta nodded his head and then pulled Bunny's hand off the spoon and then pulled it from his mouth.
"I can feed myself. I am not a child that does not know any better." Vegeta said.
"Fine then. Take me away from my motherly instincts. I think of you as a son, but I'll have to wait until Bulma can get married and then have a child." Bunny said, trying to persuade Vegeta to let her feed him.
"Yamcha! I have to cancel my date with Yamcha so we can look after you!" Bulma screeched.
"No you don't. You go get 'proposed' to. I'll be fine. It's not like I want you around, using me as Frieza used that freak Guldo. (A/N: That's the little green dude from the Ginyu Force that could stop time when he held his breath.) Frieza's the reason why he could have such powers. He was a guinea pig."
"Oh, thankyou, Vegeta." Bulma said as she ran up to him to hug him. The force made him fall back in pain. "Sorry." Bulma said as she helped him back up.
*~ 3 hours later ~*
"Hi, babe!" Yamcha said as Bulma answered the door in her slinky black dress. He dress revealed her back and went down to her mid thighs. Her hair was pulled in a tight ponytail. "Wow, you're looking great."
"Thankyou, Yamcha. I need to go get my purse and say bye to everyone, kay? Why don't you come in?" she asked and ran up the staircase up to the medical wing once Yamcha nodded to her in consent. Yamcha walked into the kitchen and waited for Bulma to come back downstairs.
"Wow, Bulma. That looks great." Chi-Chi said. "I wish you the best of luck. What will you say if he asks you?"
"Yes, of course. Do you smell any other woman on Yamcha, Vegeta?" Bulma teased. Vegeta smirked and simply answered with a yes. She gaped at Vegeta and then walked back downstairs to Yamcha.
"You all set to go?" he asked.
"Yes. Lets go." Bulma said. He wrapped an arm around her waist and walked out of the house to his car. They got in and Bulma noticed that it did smell like female's perfume.
After a three-minute drive, they arrived at Yamcha's fairly small apartment. He opened the door and Bulma walked around. Candles were lit everywhere. There was a large table in the middle of the kitchen with red wine and chicken schnitzel. Bulma could here the television on in the lounge room.
"Yamcha?" came a female voice from the lounge room. "Is that you?"
"Yeah, babe. I want you to meet someone." He answered, much to Bulma's confusion. She stepped away from Yamcha's arm that was around her shoulders and then stared at the scantly clad blonde woman approaching her and Yamcha.
"What's going on? Is she your sister?" Bulma asked slowly as things started to process in her mind.
"Ah, no, honey. I'm Nat. I'm Yamcha's girlfriend. I seem to like those who are currently taken. I love watching the face of their girlfriends when they're finally faced." The blonde laughed. Bulma stared at Yamcha, tears brimming in her eyes.
"Yamcha, how could you do this to me? I let you use my money, stay at my house and eat my food! This is how you repay me?" Bulma screeched, now more angry then sad. "Vegeta was right. You are low. He said that you have been with eight other women this year, already. I should have listened to him. Goodbye, Yamcha. I hope we never see each other ever again." She yelled as she left the tiny apartment.
As she walked home, the sky clouded over and it started to rain. Bulma ran faster and then it hit her. Yamcha, her long time love, dumped her for a 'fake blonde'. She never thought that it would end like that. She hoped that something else would have happened, but not him cheating on her. Her running became faster until she got to her house and ran in as fast as she could. She was glad that it was raining because she had been crying the whole way and didn't want to tell anyone about Yamcha. She ran in though the front door and sat in front of the door once it was closed.
"Bulma! What happened?" Bunny screeched as she saw her daughter sitting by the front door. Bulma quickly looked up at her startled mother and faked a smile.
"Nothing, mum. Yamcha's car broke down and we got drenched and decided that I should go home."
"Oh, you should go and get changed before you catch a cold. I'll make you some hot chocolate."
"You're right. Thanks." Bulma said. She got up off the floor and slowly walked upstairs.
"Bulma. What are you doing back so soon?" Chi-Chi asked. "Did something happen? Was Goku and Vegeta right?"
"Um, I, yeah. Yamcha was with another." Bulma said quietly. Chi-Chi walked over to her and hugged her when she heard little sobs coming from Bulma.
"I'm sorry. He shouldn't have been so stupid. You were great to him. He is really stupid to let you go."
"Bulma?" Goku asked from inside Vegeta's new room, the medical room. He walked out of the room into the hall. "What's up?"
"Yamcha dumped her." Chi-Chi said quietly.
"Oh no."
"I told you!" Vegeta called from inside the room.
"Vegeta, you fool. Shut up! Bulma's in a lot of pain right now and she doesn't need any 'I told you so's." Goku yelled.
"He seems fine." Bulma said, trying not to keep everyone depressed.
"He's been like that for the past five minutes."
"Why?"
"Your mother gave him thirteen painkillers. I think painkillers and Saiyans don't mix." Chi-Chi said.
"Oh my god." Bulma said. She ran into the room and saw Vegeta lying on the bed with his arms outstretched into the air. He was making shapes with his fingers and was staring intently at them. "Vegeta, are you okay?"
"Oh, it's you. You're very pretty. Am I Vegeta? I don't know. If I am, then I couldn't be any better. I could be out of this bed, but Kakarot said that Bulma wouldn't like it. Are you Bulma? Something in my head says that you are. You're very pretty. Have I told you that already?" Vegeta asked. He looked back up at his waving hands.
"Oh, well, thankyou, Vegeta. And yes, you have told me that and I am Bulma."
"Yamcha doesn't love you. He dumped you. You're sad. You didn't want to believe me, did you? I was right."
"Yes, Vegeta. You were right. I should have listened to you." Bulma said. Then she thought that if he was this open to her now, why can't she get any secrets. "Can you tell me who you want as your mate?"
"Oh, no. That's my secret. It's stored in my head as my secret. There's a file in my head that's called 'secret'. It has her name, my life and how I feel about everyone on this stupid rock. I'm disappointed that you would try to get me to tell you such a secret. You're not pretty anymore." Vegeta huffed. He put his hands down and then grasped at his chest. The painkillers had stopped its affect and now he was in pain. He had moved around too much when their affect wore off.
"Vegeta!" Bulma screeched. She ran over to him and watched as he writhed in pain. Then he just suddenly stopped and opened his eyes. "Are you okay?" she asked quickly.
"Go away, Woman."
"No. You just had a fit, called me pretty and went insane."
"Wait, I called you 'pretty'?" Vegeta asked. Bulma laughed and nodded her head. "As you said, I was insane. Anything else?"
"You said that you have a secret file stored in your head about your life, the name of the woman that you want as your mate and what you think about all the humans. So, what do you think of us?"
"That you're all incredibly weird and stupid."
"Why would you keep that a secret? You tell us that everyday."
"So now there's only two things secret in my head. How did your date go with that weakling?"
"He, ah, was seeing another. I've told you this already."
"I can't remember."
"Of course not."
"I'm sorry that things didn't work out for you."
"Wow, that's the most sincere thing I have ever heard you say." Bulma giggled.
"Don't get used to it."
"Who is she?"
"What?"
"Who is she?"
"Who is who?"
"The woman that you want as your mate, silly."
"Oh, I can't tell you."
"Will you tell her?"
"No. She'd reject my offer."
"How do you know if you've never tried?"
"I can just tell."
"Why can't you tell me?"
"Because I don't want to."
"Does she live here?"
"I'm not saying anything else."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't want to."
"Goku and Chi-Chi knows."
"They figured it out for themselves. It's not like I was going to tell them anyway."
"You're dying, it's not like they'd tease you or anything, if it's your pride stopping you from telling us so."
"Well, it is."
"Okay, I guess."
"Hey, guys. Whatchya talking 'bout?" Goku asked as he and Chi-Chi came into the room.
"The mystery woman." Bulma said.
"She is no mystery to me." Chi-Chi laughed.
"Please tell me." Bulma begged as she turned to face the married couple. Vegeta looked over to them from behind Bulma and started to shake his head vigorously.
"I'm sorry, I can't for Vegeta's sake."
"Since when do you care what Vegeta cares about?"
"Since I know who he likes."
"It's weird to think that a rock can love." Bulma laughed, earning a scowl from Vegeta.
"I am not a rock and I do not 'love'." He snapped.
"Yes you do. Why else would you want to take her as your mate?" Goku asked.
"Because I think she'd be a perfect mother to the heir of the Saiyan throne."
"Oh, so you want a child with her?" Chi-Chi asked as if she and Goku be teaming up against him.
"Who would make a perfect mum to Vegeta's kid?" Bulma asked, still confused.
"That is the whole concept of mates." Vegeta said, ignoring what Bulma had said. "And besides, I need an heir to take my place once I've died."
"We are not thinking about you dying at the moment, Vegeta." Bulma said, trying to detour the conversation from the Vegeta-child problem.
"I think she would be a great mum for 'Chibi Vegeta'." Goku laughed. "Why don't you ask her? Um, Bulma, do realise that you're soaking wet?"
"Oh, I guess I forgot. I should go get changed." She said sheepishly. She left the room and walked over to the other half of the upstairs to her bedroom.
"A mini Vegeta crossed with a mini Bulma. That is going to be either really cute or really ugly." Goku said, earning a growl from the Saiyan prince that was disabled in the confines of the bed. "You actually want to go as far as to have a child with her?"
"I don't know. Why are you still here? Don't you have a brat back home?"
"Ah, Gohan! He's left at home with that monster! I haven't even cooked him dinner yet!" Chi-Chi screamed.
"I guess I have to take you home, right?" Goku asked.
"Of course, Goku Son! You dolt! Gohan's at home all alone with that monster of a Namek and I doubt he'd be doing his homework."
"Bye, Vegeta. Tell Bulma I said bye. I hope she finds an antidote soon." Goku said to Vegeta before he instantly teleported his worrying wife out of the house. He knew that when Chi-Chi called him Goku Son that he was in trouble.
Vegeta lay on the bed wondering if this was all a big dream. 'Life has really changed for me now. Now I can't train or become a Super Saiyan. This is all just a horrible nightmare that will end once I wake up. I am dreaming all this.' He thought as he tried to sit up. Instead, a sharp pain that spread over his back and arms stopped him. He lie back down and then smelt the scents of his dinner being cooked. 'The pain feels real as do the scents. This isn't a dream.' He thought as his darkest fears doomed on him. He didn't have a chance with Bulma, he won't become a Super Saiyan or a father. 'Why me?'
Minutes passed and he heard Bulma coming upstairs. She walked in the door, loaded with trays of food.
"Mum decided that you should have a big meal because you've been through a lot of pain already today." Bulma said. "We have everything mum could whip up."
"At least she isn't trying to feed me again." Vegeta said as he watched her put all the trays on the closest table to him. The smells of the herbs and meat was getting him even hungrier. "Is this a dream? Will I wake up in the morning and be able to do all the same stuff that I could before?" Vegeta asked, making Bulma stare at him with caring eyes, the ones that made him melt.
"I'm sorry. This isn't a dream, I'm afraid. You won't wake up being able to train and bicker with me about sleeping in. You'll wake up in pain." Bulma said, her eyes watering as she too realised that he won't be able to do anything that he used to. "I'm sorry."
"I guess it's okay. I mean I wasn't going anywhere before. I guess my movements limited now. What do I have first for dinner?" Vegeta asked in an attempt to cheer her up.
"You have chicken drumsticks."
"Well, don't just stand there, give them to me." He demanded like he used to. Bulma walked over to the tray with the chicken in it and handed it over to him. In ten minutes, he had finished all the food that Bunny had prepared for him.
"At least your appetite hasn't changed." Bulma said as she helped Vegeta lie back down. Vegeta groaned in pain when trying to conceal his ache, but he couldn't help but hurt.
"Of course it wouldn't have. I'm a Saiyan. We always eat a lot."
"I've been through a lot today. I think I need to sleep. Goodnight." Bulma said as she walked out of the room. "Do you want me to keep the light on or will you be sleeping, too?"
"I'll go to sleep."
"Okay, goodnight." Bulma said again as she turned off the light and walked out of the room.
"Hm, goodnight." Vegeta agreed as he closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.
That's it for chappie 2. 7 pages! Sheesh, I didn't know I wrote that much. Oh, well. The better for all you fans. Thank you, DBZ Fanfiction Queen for the e-mails. (Really sorry if that's wrong. O.o) Sorry about the lateness and all. We just got The Sims Unleashed and Unreal Tournament on the computer so my sisters have been playing them all the time. We literally have to book times on the computer!