Chapter the fourth

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When Bulma walked into the bedroom she found Vegeta trying to yank the needles out desperatly. She dropped the orange juice in her surprise. "Vegeta! Stop it!!" She hollered. Vegeta froze in the process of taking the needles out and glanced up at her. "Oh, HI BULMA. I was just..reflecting on...how uncomfortable these needles are." He said. Bulma walked over and slapped his hand so hard it was red. "No No NO. You will NOT pull these needles out!" She griped at him. "I need to find some way that you CAN'T get your hands to them...."

"What are you doing?" Vegeta asked as Bulma walked in with some VERRY strong cord. Bulma giggled. "I'm tiying you to the bed like I said I would. That way you can't try and pull out the I.Vs." When she walked over and grabbed Vegeta he tried to squirm away. "Let go of me! Stop! You can't tie the Prince to a bed!" He shouted. Bulma smiled and seized his wrist. "I can if he keeps attempting to kill himself just to TRAIN." Then she wrapped some of the cord around it tight enough that he coulden't get it off. Vegeta hollered. "MRS BREIFS! YOUR CRAZY DAUGHTER IS TIYING ME TO THE BED! HAALLP!" But Mrs.Breifs didn't come, so Bulma got one of his wrists tied to the bed. He could lift it a little, but not near enough to get to the I.V. in the other arm. "Stop it! Untie me NOW!" Vegeta ordered. Bulma just walked around to the other side of the bed and grabbed his other wrist. Then she wrapped the cord around it and tied IT to the bed. "NNOOO! Help me!" Vegeta yelled. His screams were to weak for Mrs.Breifs to hear him so he was up sh*t creek without a paddle. Bulma laughed at him. "Ha Ha Ha!!" She said. Vegeta lifted one of his wrists up and strained as he attempted to break the cord. He was too weak, though. "When you're strong enough to get out of bed, then we'll know because then you'll be able to break the cord. Great plan, huh?" Bulma said, tiying his foot to the bed. Vegeta lashed the other one at her pretty face and got her right in the mouth. "OW!!" Bulma shreaked, making the scream so loud it hurt Vegeta's sensitive ears. Vegeta laughed. "You thought I coulden't do anything tied to a bed, didn't you?" He asked. He kicked his foot again and this time he got her right in the stomach, then he got her in the abdomen. "You idiot! If you kick me there than I won't be able to have kids!" Bulma shouted. Vegeta coulden't care less whether she had kids or not. But he stopped kicking at her anyways. "Please untie me. I'll do ANYTHING. I'll be your one night stand when I'm better, I'll take you to DINNER, ANYTHING!!" He screamed. Bulma threw the baby book on him. "Shut up and find some way to read." She said. Vegeta grumbled.

About 3 days later Vegeta was doing a lot better. He was able to breathe easily without the oxygen mask on and he was getting kind of used to peeing in a bedpan and being tied to a bed. But he was still hurt and Bulma woulden't get away from him. She tended to him every hour of every day to make sure he'd be O.K. "Bulma, I'll be fine." He finally reassured her one day. Bulma plopped down in the chair of the wooden desk beside Vegeta. "No, I'm scared that you won't be. I've got to watch you." She said. The scabs that were just entering the healing process were itching Vegeta so bad he could almost cry, but Bulma had told him he shoulden't scratch them because that's how people got Nimfintigo, and with Nimfintigo you had to wear purple medicene; and Vegeta thought the color purple was for wusses. So he tuned out the horrible itching. "Please untie me. It's so uncomfortable sleeping when you're tied to a bed." Vegeta said. Bulma looked at him and sighed. "Oh, O.K. I give." She said. She walked over to his ankles and started to untie them from the bedposts. Vegeta giggled. "Yay! I get to finally ROLL for a change!" He said. When Bulma untied him all the way, he stretched out his arms and legs and rubbed the pain away. Bulma sat back down in the wooden chair. "Vegeta, would you mind if I took a little nap?" She asked him. Vegeta looked at her. "A nap? Why would I mind if you took a nap?" He asked. Bulma shrugged. "I guess what I'm really asking is, would you break away if I took a nap?" She said. This made Vegeta think. "I don't know. You'll just have to see." He said, with a smirk. Bulma smiled at him and then sat up. "Maybe YOU could take a little nap? It'd make you heal faster." She said. Vegeta nodded. "O.K. I think I'll do that." He said. He closed his eyes and dozed off.

When Vegeta awoke, he averted his pupils tworeds the chair where Bulma was sitting. She was asleep. He blushed. She acts like I'm pitiful, thinking she has to sit by my side constantly! Now's my chance to break out!! He thought. He looked at her sleeping for a while longer and suddenly felt sorry for all the 'ugly woman' comments he had made, for this woman was anything but ugly in his eyes. He thought she was the most beautiful thing alive. She cared about him so that she'd sleep by his side! This made Vegeta feel good inside, but he ignored what he had been thinking and looked at the I.Vs in his arms. "I said I promised but....I really need to train." He told himself quietly. He jerked the needle so hard it popped out of his vein painfully. He almost cried out but remembered that Bulma was sleeping. She stirred a bit; as if she sensed something the matter with Vegeta, but she stayed asleep. Vegeta popped the other one out and slowley sat up. That step was a little bit easier than it had been 5 days ago! There was still pain; but not near as bad. Then he swung his feet over the side of the bed. Again Bulma stirred but didn't awaken. Vegeta sighed with relief. "You just stay asleep there, b*tch." He whispered to himself. He slowley tackled the obstacle of standing. A wave of dizzyness attacked him. "Gah!" He said, grabbing the bedrail for support. He panted a little and let the terrible racks of pain escape from his head and the nausea dissapear. Then he stood up all the way. He felt like a new man.
Then, he flared up his ki and got ready to fly out the window. He grunted a little as he uped his ki; it was quite uncomfortable to do so because he had been hurt for so long and haden't used ki in that time except the small times when he had threatened Bulma or Mrs.Breifs with it. Then he levitated off the ground. First he figured he was going to fall because a terrible pain attacked his head again and his stomach rolled to no end. His mouth started to water like he might vomit. "No No NO!" He said to himself before he could land. He let the head pains and stomach ache pass again before he made a slight ki blast in his hand and threw it, crashing the window.
Bulma stirred A LOT and almost awoke at the sound of the crashing window. Vegeta walked over to her and threw a blanket over her head and she stilled again; then he levitated again and blasted out the window. Unfortunantly a shard of the glass still left in the window frame caught the back of his neck and cut him down his back as he flew out the window.

Bulma was asleep when she felt a droplet of liquid blow on her. Her eyes suddenly opened and she noticed something very unusual about the way she was sleeping, for she had a blanket thrown over her head! She threw it off and looked down at the liquid on her. It was crimson red; crimson like BLOOD! She then looked up to see where it had come from and noticed that the window was shattered and- VEGETA WASEN'T IN BED!! She covered her mouth with both hands. "Vegeta!!! Oh my GOD!!" She screamed. "This blood could be HIS!!" She put a hand to her nose to make sure that her nose wasen't bleeding or something and that she was right. When Vegeta had cut himself while flying, as Bulma didn't know, the blood had sprayed backwards because he was flying and some had come through the window and hit Bulma on the hand. She wiped his blood off and looked out the window. "Vegeta! Vegeta, are you down there!!?" She hollered. But he didn't answer. A million bad possibilities flooded her mind. Because Vegeta fought to protect Earth, perhaps some evil freak had come and kidnapped him while he was hurt? Or maybe he had been trying to walk but fell out the window? But then she realized that all that REALLY probably happened was that he had broke out of bed and flew out the window. She went over to his bed and noticed the needles were safely picked out of his gorgeous arms. "Yep. The backstabber broke out." She told herself. Then she ran out of the door to get to the Gravity Room.

Vegeta had the Gravity Room turned on to 450 even though he WAS so hurt, and he was on his hands and knees. But he could get up no farther than that. He was trying his best, though. He was pushing himself to his highest limit. He was cussing at himself to get himself to go farther. He growled and strained his muscles so hard he thought his skin would split; and then managed to squat. He started to push himself up to the full standing position. Tears streaked down his tanned cheeks as he tried to stand up and he screamed with pain. He had JUST stood up and was so proud with himself when Bulma stomped in. She opened the door and everything stopped. "Vegeta, you STOOL PIGEON!" She yelled at him. "Leave me alone..I'm fine!" He said to her. But right as he said this he pitched forward and fell into her. "See what I mean? You never listen to me!" Bulma said. "I personally told you that you were way too hurt to train!!" Vegeta pushed himself backwards and off of her. He fell on his butt. "I am NOT too hurt to train! Was I not training when you came in here, hm?" He asked. Bulma walked over to him and kicked him in the ribs with her shoe. "You're such a dork...Fine, I don't care! Go ahead and train if you want too, I don't care! Get yourself killed! Just do it! Who cares anymore!!" Then she stomped out of the G.R, leaving Vegeta alone to train. He smirked and went over to the little machine to turn it on.

Bulma desperatly ran into the living room and started to watch the dancing show. He was so unbelievable! Did it not hurt to no end to stand up in 450 times normal gravity? She was thinking about my Geeta constantly as she wached the ballerinas twirl and whirl around. She got to thinking about how nice looking his muscles were as they pumped when he ran and stuff, and how handsome his face was. He was even more handsome to her than Yamcha was!! As she was thinking this Mrs. Breifs walked in. "Honey, I thought you had Vegeta to bother?" She asked in her New Yorker accent as she handed Bulma some hot chocolate. "VEGETA is training. The idiot burst out of his bed and is now training, probably fainted on the Gravity Room floor by now. He's so stupid; how come he just can't wait to heal up?!" She said. Mrs. Breifs sat by Bulma on the couch. "Because he thinks he has to train to beat the Androids and save Earth. I thought you knew that, hm?" She said. Bulma shook her head. "No. I think he doesen't even care about the Earth. He trains because he gets a certain satisfactory out of being better than people! He wants to beat the Androids just to prove he's better than them!" She responded. She watched one of the child ballerinas fall and felt sorry for it. Mrs.Breifs looked out tworeds the Gravity Room. "You should talk to him when he gets back from there. About certain things..." She said. Bulma's eyes widened; for she knew what her mother was impliying. "I told you that I would never take Vegeta as a lover, and he'd never take me!!" She said. But she got to thinking about it. Vegeta was so handsome....and he had such a nice body...and he did have a bad personality and attitude but is good looks certainly made up for that. She also thought the shortness of him was cute. Maybe...she WAS a little attracted to Vegeta!! "I know what you just thought of." Mrs.Breifs said, observing the look on Bulma's face. "You just thought you could be attracted to Vegeta." Bulma jumped to her feet. How had her mother just read her like a book? "Impossible! I could NEVER be attracted to someone as rude, obnoxious and stupid as he!!" She hollered right in Mrs.Breifs' face. Mrs.Breifs just kept her normal happy smile. "Then what on Earth possessed you to kiss him like that in the hospital like he told me you did?" She asked. Bulma froze in her tracks. She didn't speak for the longest time! Then she finally said, "I don't know." and sat back down. "Maybe you should ask him out tonight to see if you're attracted to him. Don't make it seem like a romantic date; just tell him you wanted to go to some fancy resturant or something and then tell him you really need someone to talk to while your there. He'd never refuse a food resturant! Then, if you are attracted to him, ask him if he feels the same about you. Maybe you could become hooked up!!" Mrs. Breifs advised. Bulma sighed. "I don't know WHAT to do." She said.

That night, after a hard day of training, Vegeta was in his room on the bed resting when Bulma stepped in the doorway and knocked on the frame. "Hey bigshot, I need to ask you something." She said. Vegeta looked up from the place where he lay in the middle of his water bed. "OKay. What? Fire away." He said. Bulma strolled in and sat on the bed by his legs and patted them. "How are you doing? You look tired." She said. Vegeta buried his face in his fluffy sheep-wool sheets. He had recommended these sheets to Bulma because he liked fuzzy things so much. He was just weird like that. "Don't touch me. And I'm fine. Now, if that was all you had to ask, could you like-leave?" Vegeta grumped. Bulma flipped him over on his back. "No, that's not what I wanted to ask you." She said. "I wanted to ask you if you wanted to come to the fanciest resturant in town with me? I know you don't like my cooking and I was going out to get something, and I know I'll need someone to talk to. Even if the person I'll have to talk to IS rude." Vegeta eyes widened. "Food? Other than YOUR horrible cooking? Of course I'd like to go!" He said. "But there's still the problem of having YOU along with me.." Bulma just ignored his comment and grabbed some socks out of his drawer. She threw them at him. "Put these on, then put at least a decent shirt and pair of slacks on; not that ugly saiyan armor. Then put some nice shoes on." Vegeta rolled his eyes and sat up, which was still VERRY painfully to do. He was not healed yet so ever since he had gotten out of the G.R. he had felt like resting. But Bulma wasen't making him go back to bed and have his I.V.s back in-so he wasen't going to.

When Vegeta walked down he noticed Bulma was dressed very nice. "How come we're dressing so nice just to go and eat dinner?" He asked. Bulma didn't feel the need to answer that. She just grabbed his wrist and jerked him out the door, then into her car. "Don't you PULL me anywhere, lady. And why don't you drive in your slow car and I'll fly?" Bulma was gritting her teeth. Just stay cool...if you hit him he'll probably break your nose. You can put up with him for a couple hours, Bulma. She told herself, not knowing if this was cold hard lies or not. "You don't know where I want to go; and I have the money so you hafta come wherever I come." She said. She managed to keep most of the anger out of her voice.
"So where are we going anyway?" Vegeta asked after they had been in the car 15 minutes. Over this elapsed period of time, Bulma had been looking at how cute his clothes were. "Excuse me?" She asked. "I SAID WHAT RESTURANT ARE WE GOING TO. Geez, are you deaf?" Vegeta repeated. Bulma turned on the radio full blast so she woulden't hafta listen to him. What a mistake it was toting him along with her!

When they reached the resturant Vegeta was so rude it was unimaginable. He was ordering the waiters along like SLAVES of some sort! "Vegeta, why don't you behave and be a nice person for once in your life? You embarrass me so much when you act like this tworeds these people!" Bulma asked him. Vegeta took a huge bite of the lobster he had been given and paid no heed whatsoever to what Bulma said. He saw her cringe as a little bit of lobster dropped from his mouth and landed back on the plate with a *plop*. "So, uh....I needed someone to talk to...so what will we talk about?" Vegeta heard Bulma ask him. Vegeta shoveled some koleslaw into his mouth and then slurped down some coke. "I don't NEED to talk to you. I came here to have a break from your nasty cooking; not to talk to you." He said. Then he shoveled in another bite of his lobster. "But the only reason I invited YOU was so that you'd talk to me!!" Bulma said. Vegeta just shrugged and continued eating, so Bulma decided she'd talk at him even if he would not talk to her. But she didn't know what she could say without Vegeta having some sort of a rude comeback. "Do you really, honestly, TRULY think my cooking is bad?" Bulma asked Veggie suddenly. Vegeta smirked with his mouthfull of lobster. "Of course. If I didn't think it was so then I never would have said it. I don't just say things to hear myself talk; even if I DO have a wonderous voice." He reached his fork over and took a bite of her crab meat. He decided he liked it so he grabbed her plate, set it in front of him and started to eat HER food. Bulma just didn't say anything. "Do you like that crab meat? Tastes kind of like chicken, doesen't it?" Bulma asked. Vegeta cracked one of the crabs legs and ate the meat. "Well, I guess. It's kind of rubbery though." He said. Bulma watched food spill down the front of his nice shirt and into his lap, and spread all over his face and hands. He ate just like a CHILD, for pete's sake! Vegeta was watching the horrible looks on Bulma's face. How come she always had to look at him like that? Like he was some sort of a freak of nature with no family or friends!(Even if he DIDN'T have any family or friends.) He finished up Bulma's plate and sat back, his belly so full he thought he might explode. "So, what was it you wanted to talk about?" Vegeta asked. He saw expression rush back into her pretty face. "Oh, me? Well, I um.." He pretty much figured she was trying to make something up to say. But that was O.K; he had a lot of time on his hands this evening. His daily training was already tooken care of. "I wanted to ask you...if you were REALLY OK. I mean; everyone knows you're still hurt and that you shoulden't be moving around like that. Also the way you were laying when I came into your room you looked like you were in pain." Bulma said. Vegeta banged his fist on the table at her stupid question. "I'm FINE, b*tch. And for your information I SHOULD be moving around because I'm FINE, and it's none of YOUR buisness whether I am or not! When I moved in Capsule Corporation you didn't automatically become my mama, you know." He said. Bulma scoffed. "Ha! When I walked into the G.R. to find you you certainly didn't act FINE. You fell on your @$$, remember?" She said. Vegeta just crossed his arms and stared at her. "Shuddap. That's not the point." He said. He noticed Bulma was looking him up and down. "You look so cute when your mad at people." She teased, trying to make him really mad. Vegeta just growled and stood up. "It's 9:00 PM at night. I think we should go." He said. Bulma nodded and her and Vegeta left the resturant.

"Where are we going? It doesen't look to me like we're going home!!" Vegeta ranted as Bulma drove him out into a country side. Bulma slapped his leg. "Be quiet, I'm taking us to a peaceful, pretty place where I can talk to you and you can voice your opinions!!" She still haden't decided whether she was attracted to Vegeta or not. She finally stopped at a place with a big waterfall and a bench sitting next to it. The night air made it very pretty. Vegeta snarled. "What a pitiful place." He said. "Why'd we stop here? I told you I wanted to go back to your crummy home so I could go to sleep!!" He ran over and layed down on the green bench right next to the waterfall. He could feel little water droplets hit the surface of his skin. "And I told you I felt like talking to you, so talk is what we're going to do!" Bulma griped. She came and sat down right in the middle of his soft stomach. "Get off me, broad. Right now." Vegeta said. Bulma obediantly stood up, but stared at Vegeta with menace in her blue eyes. "Why don't you even wanna discuss things with me? I may be human but I'm not discusting!!" Bulma said to him. Vegeta smirked. "Oh yes you are. And the reason I don't want to talk to you is because I know what you think it will be about. That scar on my chest. Well, I'm not telling you a thing so you can just get that right out of your head. Now let's go home." He said. But Bulma still woulden't let them go home. "No, that's not why I wanted to talk to you! I know that's your own personal buisness." She said. Vegeta smirked a little bit as she ranted at him somemore, and he tuned her out. How he'd love to throw the woman in that waterfall; get her affro hair all wet and soggy and make her makeup run, ruin her nice clothes...So he sprung up and grabbed her around the waist violently. Bulma's eyes bugged as she felt his manly hands on her waists. "Vegeta, what are you doing? Vegeta let go!!" She said. Vegeta smirked and strained, lifting her up in his arms; but not in the slightest comfortable position. He held her by putting one hand under her stomach, like someone might carry their sleeping bag or something. Then he tossed her into the river; right in the waterfall. For a second Bulma did not come up. Then she came up coughing and sputtering. "Vegeta, you @$$!!" She half-giggled. Vegeta noticed how pretty she looked when she was wet and her clothes were plastered down around her nice body. She stood up and ran over tworeds him. "I'm gonna get YOU!!" She screamed. Vegeta noticed her running for him and took off at a sprint. He accidently tripped over a rock; though; and ended up in the stream himself. The water was so cold that it was making him shiver. "It's cold!" He shouted out to Bulma. Bulma came over and jumped into the stream herself next to Vegeta, where she grabbed him by the back of the head and dunked his face into the stream. Vegeta smiled and bit and fought her weak strength. He popped his head up and grabbed her by the waist, then dunked her underwater and held her for about 10 seconds. When she came up she was very scared, for she had thought he was going to drown her. "I don't think this is very smart. One of us could catch Pnemonia playing outside at the cold night in cold water." Bulma advised. Vegeta shook the excess water out of his hair and stood up. "I think you're right. I don't know what I was thinking playing with YOU like that. Now let's get back in the car and-" Before he could say another word, Bulma had HIM around the waist. "Come on, SHORTY." She said, and started to drag him along the muddy ground. "My pants! Hey! What are you doing? Release me!" Vegeta ordered. But Bulma dragged him into the stream and by the waterfall; and there she stuck him inside the cold water and held him there. Vegeta shreaked out like a girl. "Hey!!" He yelled, and jerked up. He crawled out of the waterfall and sat in the cold water for a minute. "Come on. We should really get out of this water." He said. He grabbed Bulma's wrist painfully and started to drag her out of the cold stream. Bulma jumped on his back as he was dragging her to the car and covered his adorable eyes. "ha ha! Guess who?!" Bulma said. Vegeta clawed her fingers off;but not before he fell on his bum. "Owch! I got my butt wet with mud!!" He screeched. Bulma grabbed a ball of mud off the ground and rubbed it all in Vegeta's onyx colored hair. Vegeta's eyes widened. "Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing? Stop that!!" He screeched. He grabbed some mud too and spread it throughout her blue affro. He laughed as he did so. "You're so mean!" Bulma screeched. She slapped at him, and Vegeta grabbed her by the waist and threw her into the air, then did his blinky thing up there and caught her. Then he dropped her; and caught her again. Bulma was laughing very hard, for it was really fun. Vegeta grabbed her and flew into the air; then steeply dropped and landed on his small feet. Then he jumped up and did a loop in the air with her. Bulma laughed, clinged onto his wet and muddy shirt, and buried her face into his muscular chest. Because his clothes were wet and clinging to him she could feel every muscle in his wonderful chest. He's so handsome, and so muscular.. she thought. And I'll bet he's wonders in bed. When Vegeta landed, he put her down. She fell on her butt with dizzyness. "That was really fun...but now I think we should REALLY-" Right as she said this a bolt of lightning ran thorought the sky with a frightening rumble. She ran over to Vegeta and huddled up against him.
Vegeta thought about pushing her off. He thought about that as soon as she was leaning up against him. But then he remembered that it was storming and they needed shelter before they got struck by lightning. "O.K, Bulma, we can't get into the car because it doesen't have a top. We could get struck by lightning easier in there than anywhere else. We need to find like a cave or something." He said. Bulma pointed to the waterfall. "Isn't there a cave behind there or something?" She asked. Vegeta bumped her rudely. "Sure, but water conducts electricity. Remember, stupid? We need to find somewhere else." Bulma pointed over to a slight chasm. "Is that O.K? Will we both fit?" She asked. Vegeta scooped her up. "We'd better." He said. He lifted off a little bit and flew to get there faster; then he set her down in there and he himself huddled in a corner as far away from her as possible. Bulma sat up and crawled over to him. "What are you doing all the way over there?" She asked him. She sat next to the cranky man and looked at the stony expression on his face. He was trying not to look at her. "Why don't you want to look at me?" Bulma asked him. "We're stuck out here together so you might as well." Vegeta turned his head away from her, making Bulma hurt. "Oh, come on Vegeta! Be a sport!!" Bulma said. She slipped her fingers under his chin and turned his head tworeds her. "Why don't you want to look at me?" Bulma asked. Vegeta jerked his head away from her grasp. "Because I don't want to!!" He said. He closed his eyes and clenched his teeth. "Is it because you don't want to realize that you LIKE me?" Bulma asked. Vegeta's eyes popped open really wide. "Of course not!! I don't like you! You're a human!" He said. He turned his face away from her again.
Bulma smiled and huddled against him. Vegeta looked down at her and snarled. "Hey, get off of-" He started to shout, but before he could finish Bulma grabbed his face and kissed him as hard as she could, with as much passion as she could muster. Oh Lord, I am attracted to Vegeta. Hopefully he feels the same. She thought. But Vegeta was thinking nothing of the sort. He was thinking how surprised he was. She just kissed me!! AGAIN!! Is she just toying with me, or does she LIKE me? Ick! He thought. When Bulma released him he was looking very surprised. "You-Your-My...You KISSED ME!!" He said. Bulma nodded. "Sure I did kiss you. You look like you needed it." She said. Then she leaned her head back against him, shivering and cold.

Vegeta was thinking about how she was leaning against him like that like he was her boyfriend or something. He felt like pushing her off of him, but then he felt her shiver from the cold. "Hey...are you cold?" Vegeta asked, nervousness in his mean voice. He looked into her muddy blue hair, which was against his chest. "Yes, I'm cold. But why do you care?" Bulma asked humorously. He didn't say anything after that; but he stripped off his nice shirt. "Vegeta, what are you doing?" Bulma asked. Vegeta wrapped his shirt around her and then wrapped an arm around her. "So you don't catch...what's that sicky called?" He said. But Bulma didn't answer. She was being very surprised that Vegeta had cared. He cared about me! Oh my god! She thought. She leaned back farther into his now bare chest and then flipped around to where her face was pressed against it. She brushed her lips over the pectoral muscle, and then kissed it long and hard. Then she closed her eyes to go to sleep, hugging him as tight as she could.
Vegeta was blushing something horrible. Here the woman was, hugging him, going to SLEEP on him, and he was sitting here letting her do it! It was absurd! He noticed his own arm wrapped around her hugging her tight. How come he had done all this so suddenly? It was like he had lost control of his brain! A saiyan was not to care about weakling earthling women! He slowley unwrapped his arm from her and shimmied away. He gently placed his shirt back on her and then crawled to the other side of their little cave. He stared at the woman a while longer, observing her beauty even though she was sopping wet and covered in mud. Her legs were huddled up to her chest because she was so cold. She was freezing, because she was still shivering even with his shirt on. Vegeta sighed and crawled back over to her. Without his shirt on he was so cold he was shaking, so maybe laying against her would help him? Sort of use her for a blanket. So he went over and layed against her, but with his back to her. When he closed his eyes he noticed she slipped her arm around his muscular body. But he didn't protest. They fell to sleep in eachother's arms, in that small cave on the rainy night, with Vegeta not thinking once about his 'Saiyan Pride.'

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Well, there you have it. My first romantic scene in this story. Didja like it? Well, I just decided I outta tell you that the next chapter is the BIG step, if you know what I mean, so you better be ready. If you wanna read that part. In the next chappy I'll warn you right before the part comes so that you'll know if you don't like to read lemons, K? Bye!