Okay, last time I left you, everyone was asleep. I'm sorry that this is taking so long. The Internet shut down on us, I got banned from the computer, and I started on another really cool story. My life is just full.
I do not own DBZ, despite my wishes. This fantastic (HOOVER! Um, it's a brand of vacuum cleaner and mum calls me it whenever I suck up to someone.) Anime was created by someone else.
Poison.
Chapter 3.
Vegeta's Hope. (What a pretty title!)
Bulma woke up when she heard a loud thump coming from the hall outside her room. She got a robe on and ran out to see Vegeta clinging onto a wall on his knees.
"Oh my god, Vegeta. What are you doing?" She screeched as she tried to help Vegeta up.
"I don't need your help." He snapped.
"What do you mean? You're on the ground, not able to move. You need my help as much as you need an antidote. What are you doing out here?"
"I have to go to the bathroom." Vegeta said sheepishly, causing Bulma to giggle. "What's so funny?"
"You sounded so cute. Do you want me to help you walk there?"
"No." Vegeta grumped as he started to try to walk away. He shrieked out in pain and fell down to the ground. Bulma helped him back up and then he used her as crotches so he could get to the bathroom. Bulma stood outside and waited until she heard Vegeta fall down on the door before she came back in to help him back to his room.
"Doing this isn't going to work out." Bulma said as she tucked the hurting Saiyan in his bed. He lay watching her as she sat on the chair next to his bed.
"Are you expecting to stay here tonight?" Vegeta asked clearly annoyed. Bulma rested her head on her arms that lay on Vegeta's bed, just inches away from his hand.
"Well, no, but you're so heavy that carrying you around like that has tired me out. I'm too tired to walk back to my room."
"Hm, great. I guess you'll want to sleep in one of the beds over there." Vegeta asked, pointing to a bed over to the right of him. He then heard a little purr coming from Bulma, indicating that she was asleep. Vegeta sighed and tried to go back to sleep.
Vegeta woke up later then usual but still was awake before Bulma. He was shocked to see that Bulma was still asleep next to him. He reached his hand out so it touched her cheek and then pulled back as soon as he felt her move slightly. She started to stir and woke up. Her hair was everywhere and was starting to change from her perm to a mess.
"Oh, did I sleep here last night?" she asked dozily (It's a word.)
"Yes. I want my breakfast."
"Gees. I wouldn't want to be your mate. 'Get me this', 'Get me that'. That's all that you ever do. You demand things and that's it."
"Of course. I'm a prince."
"Yeah, well I'm the queen of this place and you will not demand me around."
"I just did."
"You jerk!"
"Call me what you want. I still want my breakfast."
"Vegeta, dad is already slaving all day to get this antidote and now you want me to slave around? No. I will not do it. I am not a slave woman and you are not the prince you used to be!" Bulma yelled. She stood up and watched as Vegeta tried to get out of bed. "What are you doing?"
"I'm getting my breakfast, what else?" Vegeta groaned. He stood up and then realised how fast the floor was coming towards him. He fell down forward onto his face right by Bulma's feet. Bulma shrieked and then bent down to help him up. She sat him on the bed and watched as he lay back down. "That could have been prevented if you had just done as I said."
"I'm sorry. It's just that I'm still mad at Yamcha. That's all."
"Well there's no need to take it out on me." Vegeta pointed out. He watched as Bulma's eyes went watery and tears fell down her cheeks. "He isn't worth your tears."
"I thought that we were going to be together, no matter what and now he dumps me for a pin-up-girl. She was so beautiful compared to me. Every guy would prefer her to me." Bulma sobbed.
"That's just judging by looks. If people did that then you wouldn't be the only female living with me. They'd all be bashing down the doors with my good looks."
"Veggie-chan, Bulma-chan! I have breakfast!" Bunny called from downstairs. "And Honey (A/N: That's her nick for Dr. Briefs. EW!!) Has a special present for Veggie-chan!" Bulma wiped her tears and then headed downstairs to get their food.
Vegeta lay in his bed, listening in to the happy squeals that the woman was making. Then a new wave of pain hit him and he struggled to escape it. After a while, he heard Bulma's happy laughs as she ran up the stairs to the medical wing.
"Vegeta, I have a surprise for you!" she screamed with all the happiness she could muster. He groaned as an answer when the pain disappeared. She walked over to him and handed him a little tablet. "Daddy says that this is an antidote!"
"An antidote?" Vegeta asked as if he was having difficulty getting it through his head.
"Yes! Take it now! I want to see the results." Vegeta put the foul tasting pill in his mouth and swallowed it. "Well? Are you feeling better?" she asked anxiously.
~ Should I leave it here? ~
~ Am I really that mean? Hell NO!!! ^_^ ~
He sat up, with unmeasurable pain. "Ah! That's not how it's supposed to work!"
"You think?" Vegeta groaned. He lay back down, in more pain then before and started to breath heavily. "What have you done to me?"
"Daddy! The antidote's bad!" Bulma screeched to her father downstairs. He ran up the stairs and saw Vegeta in his state.
~~~*~~~ Three Weeks Later ~~~*~~~
"Hey, Vegeta. While dad and I have been working on this antidote of your's, I decided to call up the guys at work and they've been making robots to help you go to the bathroom and bathe over these last three weeks." Bulma announced as she walked into Vegeta's room where he had been transferred to with three bots behind her.
Vegeta just grunted as his response, not sure if he should be happy or not.
Over the weeks, his condition deteriorated. He could barely move now and his breathing was always laboured.
"These robots have been programmed to get your dinner, move you to the bathroom, pour you a bath and retrieve food for you. How are you?" she asked, suddenly changing from her happy mode to something more serious.
"Hungry." Vegeta barely managed to get out.
"Big surprise." Bulma placed her hand on his sweaty brow and felt his fevered forehead. She then gently brushed her hand through the front of his hair. "We're working hard. We've tried everything we can think of and more. I'm sorry we haven't found anything yet."
"I…it's okay." Vegeta stuttered, still in pain.
"No it isn't. We should have found something ages ago. Do you want me to send one of the robots to get some food?" Vegeta just nodded his head. "Android, go get Vegeta his meal." She said, turning on a switch by the head.
"O-Kay." The bot said in its artificial voice. It scuttled out the door and then down the stairs, falling down the last step before it moved to the kitchen.
"Okay, I guess it could have been worse." Bulma laughed. Vegeta did his best to chuckle at her joke but only managed to cough. Bulma returned her hand on his brow and smiled lightly. She then walked over to his bathroom and returned with a damp cloth. She walked over to him and placed it gently on his forehead.
"Y…you should g, go help your father now." Vegeta stammered. Bulma nodded her head and walked out of his room, leaving the androids with him. Vegeta heard a clash of metal and Bulma's shrieks.
"You stupid robot! Didn't they program visibility with you? How could you be so stupid?" Vegeta chuckled mentally.
'It's been three weeks and everything they've done has almost killed me. This is getting annoying and now they have mental robots looking after me. Why can't Bulma just stay?' His thought were cut off short as a messed up robot stumered into the room with a plate of salad that Bunny had made for Vegeta.
~*~ In The Lab ~*~
"Kitty! Come back here! Bulma won't want you messing around with her stuff over there." Dr. Briefs called to his adorable black cat that was fumbling around at Bulma's desk in the basement. "She won't like you if you ruin any of her robots or files." The cat merely meowed and continued to claw at the test tubes filled with different concoctions.
Meanwhile, Dr. Briefs was sitting at his desk in front of his computer mixing powders in Vegeta's digital blood that he created so he wouldn't have to take anymore blood out of Vegeta because he waisted it on other times that he used to experiment with to make an antidote. He had already taken about 4 cups of blood and he didn't want to waste anymore.
Then from behind him, he heard a loud meow from Kitty and then a large clash from the equipment falling on the desk. Dr. Briefs turned around to see Kitty jumping around the fizzing liquids and powders as they bubbled, much like Vegeta's blood did.
As Kitty was jumping, it ran into one of the test tubes that Bulma contained 50 millilitres of Vegeta's blood (It's plastic. It can't break.), spilling it all over the table and into the mess.
The fizzing and bubbling stopped instantly, leaving Dr. Briefs totally baffled. He walked over to the cat and picked it up, eyeing the chaos on the counter constantly.
"What have you done, Kitty?" he asked quietly. As far as he could see, the mixture that the cat made mixed with Vegeta's blood had settled and the red liquid no longer bubbled like volcanoes lava just before an eruption. He glanced at the test tubes that Bulma had labelled perfectly and saw the ingredients. He memorised them and sat back at his computer, typing it in to see the reaction to the digital blood. What he saw made him shrill in delight. He walked back over to Bulma's desk and desperately tried to clean up the mess.
"You stupid robot! Didn't they program visibility with you? How could you be so stupid?" came Bulma's voice from outside the lab.
'If she sees this then I'm dead!' Dr. Briefs thought. He rushed out of the lab over to his cantankerous daughter.
"Hm, hey daddy." Bulma addressed her father.
"Hi, pumpkin." Dr. Briefs said. "What's wrong?"
"Every sensor in this damn robot."
"Oh. I guess the guys didn't do too well with them."
"I feel sorry for Vegeta. He's the one that going to have them."
"Maybe we should make some new ones, some better ones." Dr Briefs said. 'How am I going to keep her occupied while I clean the up place? Maybe I could tell her…' he started but then his thoughts were cut off short when he heard Vegeta shriek at the robot that was currently trying to feed him the food like Bunny did the first day she found out that he was poisoned. Bulma ran back upstairs and Dr. Briefs returned to the lab to clean up. He bottled most of the concoction and then put everything back up in its right place.
~*~*~
"Vegeta, are you okay?" Bulma asked once she ran into her room. She saw Vegeta lying in his bed, salad all over him and a robot with a fork covered with lettuce up to Vegeta's mouth. Bulma couldn't help but laugh. She walked over to the steamed Saiyan and told the robot to leave. It got off the bed and then walked out of the room. "Sorry about that." She laughed, pulling a carrot stick from his hair. "I was turned into a carrot once." She laughed again as she started to eat it.
"That robot should be turned into scrap metal." Vegeta said as best as he could. It sounded more like "Dat obot should be tured ino scrab medal." to Bulma.
She smiled gently and said, "Once you get better, that'll be the first thing you'll do." To his surprise, she understood every single word he said.
"H-how were you a c-carrot?" he stuttered.
"It was when I had only just met Goku and was looking for the Dragon Balls to make my wish for the perfect boyfriend. I never got that wish, but anyway. We ran into this gang called the Rabbit Gang and the leader called Boss Rabbit. (I don't know if that was his name. I can remember seeing the episode, but I just can't remember the actual names. I'm just going by the information that I've gotten from another story called Just Like Heaven.) If Boss Rabbit touched anything, it would turn into some sort of vegetable." She said and then heard Vegeta chuckle a bit. "Well at least my name doesn't have anything to do with vegetables, Veggie."
"Why do you want to find the a-antidote?"
"What sort of question is that? I've been trying really hard to find this and you can only ask why. I want you to live, just like mum and dad and Goku and his family want you to."
"F-Frog-face doesn't." (By the way. All the stuttering is because he's in pain. Got it?)
"He worked with Frieza. Of course he wants you dead. By the way, the whole bath-robot thing goes by the hour. Once it turns seven, it's bath time for you." She giggled.
"That thing's g-going t-to wash me?"
"It's better then me having to do it with a blind fold on. And the other one will take you to the toilet when you ask of it. You see, you just tell it that you have to go and it'll pick you up and take you into the bathroom, set you up in front of the toilet like I had to and then leave until you call of it again." Vegeta scrunched up his face as his way of telling her that he didn't like the idea. "I know. It isn't all that good, but at least I won't have to carry you around. You're heavy. You got too much muscle for your own good." She said, earning another 'scrunch-face' from Vegeta. After that, she had to feed Vegeta like she had to do for the last week because he couldn't hold the fork. The only thing he could do now was drink from a cup as long as it had a straw. Then she laid him back on the bed, careful not to hurt him. "You feeling better?"
"No."
"Who is she?"
"Not this a-again."
"Come on. Please?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"B-because."
"That was your fake-stutter."
"Nani?"
"It was your fake stutter. Whenever I ask you about her, you fake stutter to make me feel bad about making you talk. Well, not this time, Mr. Saiyan! I am going to find out!" Bulma yelled in triumphant. Vegeta looked at her as if she had just grown horns and a tail. (Like the devil? Nan de mo. Don't worry about it.)
"Y-you're going cr-crazy."
"Hah! There it is again."
"N-now you're getting p-paranoid b-baka onna."
"Stop it! The guilt trip will NOT work on me! Ah, you called me a baka onna! Chibi dick!"
"Do N-NOT insult my a-appendage."
"Fine then." Bulma said with a yawn. "You tired, because I just can't keep my eyes open?"
"K-kinda."
"I'm sorry. This isn't fair. Dad and I have been working so hard. It just isn't fair. Why'd he have to do this to you?" Bulma asked as she took his hand carefully. Vegeta tensed up, not sure what to do. "I'm sorry. I'll work harder then ever. Who is she?"
"J-just because I-I'm not in c-commission at the m-moment d-doesn't mean that I-I won't hurt y-you."
"Please just tell me. I won't tell anyone."
"No."
"Fine then."
"Bulma, honey!" Bunny called from downstairs. "Yamcha's at the door for you!"
"What?" Bulma asked quietly and unintentionally squeezed Vegeta's hand. He groaned slightly (Every bit of pressure anywhere hurts.), bringing Bulma back to reality. "Sorry. It's just that he gets me so angry. I can't believe he has the nerve to come here after that."
"Bulma! Don't keep Yamcha waiting!"
"Yes mum! Be right back." Bulma said to Vegeta as she let go of his hand and sluggishly left the room. As soon as she left, Dr. Briefs sneaked into the room.
"Hey, my boy. Guess what I have." He said, waving a needle in front of Vegeta's face. "It's the antidote. Now don't get angry. This is the actual thing. Kitty found it."
"An a-animal did what y-you c-couldn't?"
"Well, it was a mistake, but do you want it or not?"
"Of c-course I do, y-you f-fool." Vegeta stuttered as Dr. Briefs injected the syringe into him. Vegeta's eyes started to droop as he looked at him.
"One last word. This should make you drowsy; probably have you out for the night. Goodnight."
"Hm." Vegeta groaned as he fell asleep.
~*~*~
"What the hell are you doing back here?" Bulma screeched at Yamcha.
"I've come to see you. Why else?"
"Because you're a low life jerk. Where's your pin-up girl?"
"Uh, she broke up with me."
"So now you've come here to see if I'll come back. Jerk."
"Well, I thought you would have wanted to come back. You seemed so distressed."
"But I'm over you now. And for all you know, I could have my eyes set on someone else."
"Who?"
"I never said I did. I just said it was a possibility."
"Last time you said that, you were an inch from marrying a guy. I know you better then that. Who is it?"
"Never you mind. Just get out of my house."
"Who is he? Is it Vegeta?"
"Do you really think I would fall for some guy who killed all my friends, well, all f them where my friends with the exception of one."
"It's him."
"No it isn't."
"Then who is he?"
"Leave me alone."
"Please come back."
"No."
"Why not?"
"I told you that I like someone else."
"Who?"
"Go away before I call security."
"Bulma, you don't mean that."
"Ah, yes I do. Now go away. I hate to look after Vegeta. He is very sick, remember?"
"No. You never told me. So what's up with lover-boy?"
"I do not like him like that. And he got poisoned by an idiot that looks like an overgrown frog."
"Poisoned? Like anyone could do that to Vegeta, Oh Mighty Prince Vegeta of all Saiyans." Yamcha sneered. He received a quick slap from Bulma before he heard her calling for security. "Fine, I'll go. But you'll just live a sad life. By the sound of it, Vegeta isn't recovering too soon."
"Goodbye, goodbye. Don't come back now." Bulma said, pushing him out the door and then slamming it on his face.
'I am not, I am not. He likes someone else.' Bulma thought as she walked back up to Vegeta's room. She walked in to see him sound asleep. 'It's so much better seeing him calm and asleep. No! Bad thoughts! Bad thoughts!' Bulma thought again. 'This is definitely not the way to get over Yamcha.'
"Hey Bulma. How's Vegeta-chan?" Bunny asked. (A/N: unless I haven't mentioned this yet, Bunny is Mrs. Briefs. I can't remember if I've written it or not. By the way, thank you so much DBZ Fanfiction Queen for your e-mails and reviews (Go see her! Her stories rule!!!! I'm sorry that this is taking too long for me to update. I am just got off 'No Computer Time'. You see, I hit my little sister (AKA Chibi Gaki.) right in front of my parents and they banned me from the computer for five days. Plus that and the Internet wouldn't work.)
"He's asleep."
"Are you going out with him tonight?"
"Who?"
"Yamcha?"
"No." Bulma said snidely.
"Well, there was no need to yell your head off at me."
"Sorry. We broke up a long time ago, remember?"
"Oh, yeah. You know, Vegeta would make a pretty good replacement. He wouldn't cheat."
"Mum, he's sick and he likes someone else."
"I know who-o."
"Nani? How?"
"We were talking a while ago. He said that he doesn't want me to talk about it, though." Bunny teased.
*~Flashback~*
"Vegeta, what was Bulma going on about?" Bunny asked, sitting on a chair by Vegeta's bed after Bulma stormed out of his room, angry with him yet again. He told her that she should stop wasting her time with asking him the same question over and over again.
"Don't worry."
"It's about the young lady that you want as your mate, isn't it?"
"How do you know about that?"
"Son-kun told me all about it. You have
great taste in women."
"K-Kakarot will die."
"So have you brought yourself around to admitting it out aloud?"
"What?"
"Saying her name, you know, like saying that you want her as your mate out aloud. Go on, no one will hear."
"IwantBulmaasmymate." Vegeta mumbled.
"AAGGHH!!" Bunny screamed. "You want my Bulma to be your mate? MY Bulma?"
"I-I thought y-you knew."
"Oh no. I just, oh I don't know the word. I guess I tricked you."
"Kami, why d-did I just say that?"
"Oh, my. Vegeta-chan just admitted it loudly. Oh dear. I wonder if Bulma-chan heard." Bunny said, placing a hand on her cheek. Vegeta went bright red and his eyes opened up as wide as they could. Then Bunny went to a different anime (Cardcaptor Sakura.) and acted like Tomoyo Daidouji with the stars in her eyes. (This input was made up by fellow writer and Hamilton. Her name is Amber Dream, aka my sister.)
"If you tell anyone, I swear, I will hurt you." Vegeta snapped angrily. Bunny looked at Vegeta and saw how serious he looked. She calmed down and smiled lightly.
"No one will find out. I promise."
"Good." Vegeta groaned.
*~End Of Flashback~*
"I'm sorry, honey. I promised Vegeta I wouldn't tell anyone."
"If you know who he likes, then why did you opt for me to date him?"
"Oh, I ah don't know. I guess I always wanted to see my Bulma with a gorgeous man like Vegeta. (A/N: Do you have any idea on how weird that sounds? You see in my other story, A Saiyan's Daughter, Vegeta has this daughter called Jessi who is based on me, therefore my sister and I go on about him being my daddy. Just writing about Vegeta being a gorgeous man is just yuck. I have no idea how anyone could think that about their father. I much prefer Gohan. ^_^) He would just be perfect for you."
"Well, I don't like him that way. I better go work on an antidote." Bulma said, walking out of the room.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
There you have it. That's chapter three. Ooh, I just thought up another story! Damn me! Ooh, Yue's a nasty bugger. I'm currently watching Card Captor Sakura from the corner of my eye and it's the final judgement. By the way, when I said that Bunny's eyes went all starry eyes like Tomoyo Daidouji from CCS, it's when she's really happy with Sakura. (Ooh, [That's my choice word today.] ad. Now Sailor Moon is on. Wow, there are so many animes on. The only problem is I have seen ALL of them!) (No, CCS.) AAGH! My mind is being stupid! It hurts!
When did Bunny become so smart that she could trick Vegeta?
In the next chappie, Bulma finds Vegeta alive and well, despite going into his room in the morning and not finding him there.
Goodbye.