Words Cannot Two:
It was Bulma's father. " What do you want old man? The woman told me that she was the only one with this number," Vegeta growled. Then the realization hit that the reason why Bulma didn't call was she could be seriously hurt, or worse. He shoved the thought aside, but added, " Where is the woman?"
" Bulma gave me this number, and told me to call only in case of emergencies, Vegeta. Don't worry though, Bulma is not injured," Dr. Briefs replied.
" If the woman's fine, then why did you call me? There had better be-" Dr. Briefs cut Vegeta off in mid-threat.
" I said Bulma is not injured, but she is definitely not fine. She has been overworking herself for the last week. I don't think she's eaten very much, and I don't think she sleeps either. She looks awful," Dr. Briefs explained.
" Why are you telling me this for? You're her father, you should be telling her to go home, and stop working, what do you want me to do about it?" Vegeta replied.
" I tried to tell her to go home, and get some rest, but she refuses to listen to me. Vegeta, you're the only one that she listens to, so I implore you, talk some sense into her. If she carries on this way, she'll collapse by the end of the week, and I'm scared she might hurt herself."
" Fine. I will go retrieve the woman, but don't call me again, or else old man," Vegeta growled, before hanging up. ' Stupid onna . . . what are you trying to do? Kill yourself?' Vegeta opened the door to the GR, and took flight towards Capsule Corps. Office. He arrived moments later, and levitated outside the woman's office. She was not there. ' Old man, you better not have lied to me,' Vegeta thought to himself as he floated over to Dr. Briefs' office. He tapped lightly on the window. Dr. Briefs quickly opened the window to let him in.
" Where is she old man? She's not in her office. You better not have been lying to me," Vegeta threatened.
" Of course, she's not in her office Vegeta. She's working on a project. She's downstairs in the lab. Follow me, I'll take you there, and uh, try not to touch anything while you're down there."
" Are you saying I'm clumsy old man?"
" Uh, no, that's not what I meant," Dr. Briefs sputtered. Vegeta merely replied with a "humph" as he followed Dr. Briefs to the elevator. They both got into the elevator, and Dr. Brief's swiped his access card on the elevator panel, and punched in a secret code, before the elevator started moving. " The lab is only accessible to a certain key employees at Capsule Corps. Office The security on the lab is almost impenetrable," Dr. Briefs explained. Though Vegeta heard him, he didn't acknowledge anything Dr. Briefs just said. He was too busy worrying about the onna. The elevator came to a halt, and opened up to reveal a big vault-like titanium door. Dr. Briefs walked up to the door, and placed his face in front of the scanner. A red light shot out, and scanned his face. After scanning, the light turned green, and he quickly swiped his access card. The computer beeped, and the computer questioned, " Number of entrants accompanying you, Dr. Briefs?"
" One," Dr. Briefs answered.
" Entrant, please state your name, relation to Capsule Corps, and reason for visiting," the computerized voice commanded.
" Vegeta, Bulma Briefs' husband, he is here to visit his wife," Dr. Briefs answered.
" Dr. Brief's accompanying entrant voiced response is needed."
" Um, Vegeta, the computer needs your voice to confirm it," Dr. Briefs said cautiously. He knew that the accompanying party must respond, but he had hoped Bulma had programmed it, so Vegeta didn't need to speak. Guess he was wrong.
Vegeta glared at him, but did as he was asked. " Vegeta, Bulma Briefs' mate, I am here to see my woman."
" Voice confirmation approved. Please place your face in front of the scanner, Vegeta."
" What is this old man? I'm quickly tiring of this," Vegeta growled.
" I'm sorry Vegeta, but we need to keep our labs highly secured, otherwise all our work would be in vain. This is the last thing you need to do, so please do as the computer asks."
Vegeta let out a "humph", crossed his arms over his chest, and strolled over to the scanner. The red light scanned his face, and turned green. " Scan approved. Please back away from the entrance." The titanium door swung open to reveal another steel door, which then separated to reveal another barred gate, which rose to clear the entrance.
" This is all useless old man. Kakkarrott, and I could easily have blasted through," Vegeta stated as he walked through.
" I know. That is why I am thankful that our competitors don't have anyone like you to hire. Bulma is down that hall, she is in the sixth room on the right hand side. Just place your hand on the scanner, and say your name to pass. I'll leave you from here my boy."
Vegeta merely grunted, and walked down towards the room Bulma was in. He placed his hand on the scanner, and said his name. The computer blipped a few times, and answered, " Hello Vegeta. Please wait a moment, while we obtain permission for entrance." Vegeta growled at this.
Inside the lab, Bulma was working hard on her prototype, when the computer spoke, " Bulma Briefs, Vegeta is outside, waiting for permission to enter. Will you grant permission?" Bulma thought for a moment. That was definitely strange, Vegeta couldn't have gotten into the lab. Secondly, he wouldn't come see her anyway. " Computer, show visual of corridor 2," Bulma commanded. The big screen in front of her blinked, and then a picture of Vegeta standing outside her door popped up. " Oh my gosh. It is him. Computer, permission granted. Allow Vegeta entry."
" Command acknowledged. Unlocking doors."
The doors slide open, and Vegeta walked in. Bulma was sitting at her desk with blueprints of her latest project. She was trying to work out the last kinks in the design. Her hair was oily, and tangled held up by a clip. Her face was pale, and weary. She had dark circles, and bags hung beneath her cerulean eyes. " Onna, you look awful."
" Well, it's nice to see you too Vegeta," Bulma replied sarcastically.
" What have you been doing to yourself?"
" I've just been busy Vegeta. Anyway, enough about me. Why are you here?"
" I, uh,-" Vegeta stopped in mid-sentence. He couldn't admit that the reason he was here was because he was worried about her well-being. " I came here to retrieve you, because the GR is broken. I need it fixed, so I can continue training." Vegeta looked at her. Bulma looked like a vein was going to pop in her head.
" I haven't seen you for four fricking days, and the only thing you have to say to me is the GR is broken?! Go to hell Vegeta! Get out of here right now! I don't have time to fix your little toy! Ask me again, when I'm eating, and sleeping normally, and not half-dead," Bulma yelled at the top of her lungs, while she clenched her fists at her sides.
" And when will that be?" Vegeta questioned. " You've been here for " four fricking days" as you put it, and you're already "half-dead", so when exactly are you planning to stop? At seven days, when your almost dead, but not quite there yet?" Vegeta growled.
" I will stop when I feel like it Vegeta. I am not going to put such an important project on hold, just because you're little toy is broken. There are more important things than your training Vegeta. I'm sure you can grasp that, even with that tiny Sayain brain of yours," Bulma retorted.
" I don't care what you say woman. You are coming home with me, and that is final," Vegeta replied as he advanced on her.
" Oh no, you don't mister. The lab will not allow me to leave, if I tell it not to let me leave, so I suggest you back off. Computer-" Vegeta quickly clamped his hand over Bulma's mouth. Whatever she was going to say was muffled. If looks could kill, Vegeta would've been dead, as he picked her up with his other arm, and walked out of the lab. He walked back to the main door of the lab, which was now closed again. The computer started to talk, " Please swipe access card to exit." Vegeta looked down at Bulma, and saw the access card hanging around her neck. He thought for a moment on how he was going to swipe it, when he had both hands occupied. He sure as hell couldn't ask the woman to do it. Vegeta smirked, when he came up with a solution. He unravelled his tail from around his waist, and latched it onto Bulma's waist. While still covering her mouth with one hand, he used his now free hand, to swipe the card.
" Have a good day, Bulma Briefs." The doors swung open, and once again Vegeta picked up a struggling Bulma, and walked through. To avoid using the computer mumbo jumbo, he used the stairs, which only required the access card. He flew up the stairs to the roof of the Capsule Corps. Office Office and took off on the way home. " Vegeta, you are soooooooo sleeping on the couch for the rest of your life with this stunt! I am sooooooooo not fixing your GR, even if you do take me home, and there's nothing you could do about it!" Bulma screamed at him while they were flying.
If he had really cared about the GR, he probably would've retorted, but since that wasn't the real reason why he wanted to take her home. He didn't say anything. Bulma soon fell asleep in his arms from the relaxing warmth of his arms around her, and the gentle wind whisking through her hair, combined with her lack of sleep. Vegeta landed on the balcony of their room. He walked inside, and placed Bulma gently on their bed. She let out a small sigh, but did not wake. Vegeta pressed a small kiss to her forehead, and left the room to go train.
Author's Note: All right, so this chapter is a little longer. The next chapter should be up next week or so. If I get lots of reviews, I might be persuaded to post sooner, if you know what I mean! LOL! Any-wayz, 'Till Next Time . . . *~ KIM ~*