With You
By Pikachu Hunter
Chapter Fourteen: Hiding
"Bulma?" Vegeta had just fed Bulma the Senzu Bean, and was holding her hand, hoping it worked.
"Vegeta!" The girl sat up, and threw her arms around the Saiyan. She stared to cry, then forgot what her tears were for, and began to kiss Vegeta on any skin exposed from his training suit. Kami and Mr. Popo stood in the background, laughing at the happy couple. "I am glad Bulma is alright, now." Kami said.
"I am as well." Popo agreed.
"We have to go, now. Thank you for helping us." Vegeta said. He lifted Bulma off the bed in the sick bay, walked clamly out of the room, and blasted off of Kami's Lookout with the girl in his arms. "Bye!" Bulma shouted to the them as they fly off. Kami and Popo waved from outside the main building, where they were going to go afterwards.
"I'm glad the Senzu Beans worked." Vegeta kissed Bulma's cheek, flying over an ocean of some sort. Bulma smiled and laughed. "You were such a wreck, and I wasn't sick for even that long. Only a morning." She giggled.
"But I thought we'd have to wait days to see your beautiful face light up again."
There was a quiet for the rest of the fly home.
"Bulma!" Dr. Breifs had run into the garden, which he had been told sevral times not to enter by the maids, and was searching for his daughter. She probably wasn't even in there, knowing what had been going on lately with her and Vegeta. Dr. Breifs had found the gravity room empty when he'd gone to upgrade it for the 'hard-training Saiyan.' "Bulma!" He called.
"Where should we land?" Vegeta hovered above the large area of the Breifs estate.
"What are you going to do after we land?" Bulma asked.
"I don't know. I want to stay with you until Yamcha leaves, at least, though."
"That could be hours."
"Then we'll spend hours together. I'm going to keep that fool from you as long as I'm alive, I don't want that freak to go near you again. And I want to be with you, anyways." Vegeta hugged Bulma close, and was happy to feel the warmth in her hands hadn't faded.
"We should land back in the garden. I don't think my dad suspects." Bulma suggested.
"Alright, then. To the--he's there!" Vegeta stopped above the garden, and flew backwards, hoping Dr. Breifs wouldn't suddenly look up until Vegeta'd gotten out of sight. Bulma saw her father, and hid her face from the man, as if seeing him would mean he'd know she was there. "We've got to go somewhere else. Somewhere he wouldn't look." She said in worry.
"Where would that be...?" Vegeta wondered. The whole property was his, he could have servants run about looking for them and discover the couple somewhere within minutes. Bulma didn't take long to come up with an answer. "The gravity room!"
"What?!" Vegeta wondered if she was sane. She'd just been ill, and now she wanted to sit around watching Vegeta train so her father wouldn't find her. But, if she was in there...
"You don't have to train," Bulma said. It was like she could read his mind! Was this part of love? Knowing what the other is thinking without even reading the expression on their face?
Vegeta's frown lifted, and he let out a short laugh. "But, Bulma, your father will--"
"If he's actually looking for me, he must know you're not in there now. He's worried we're doing something we shouldn't. But if we go in there, he won't think of coming and looking again. And if he does, you can hide me, and say you're training." Bulma reasoned.
Vegeta nodded and flew to the door of the gravity room. He and Bulma slipped inside, and Vegeta turned down the shutters in the windows.
"Bulma, where are you?! I know you're...off screwing that...bastard..." Dr. Breifs, yet again drunk as ever, wandered drowsily about the garden with a bottle in hand. He took another swig of the brew inside, and began to curse and kick everything in his path, tearing through the greens for the girl who'd disobeyed him. He'd find her, though. They couldn't hide all day. Not if they were going to live on his property. They would be found...
By Pikachu Hunter
Chapter Fourteen: Hiding
"Bulma?" Vegeta had just fed Bulma the Senzu Bean, and was holding her hand, hoping it worked.
"Vegeta!" The girl sat up, and threw her arms around the Saiyan. She stared to cry, then forgot what her tears were for, and began to kiss Vegeta on any skin exposed from his training suit. Kami and Mr. Popo stood in the background, laughing at the happy couple. "I am glad Bulma is alright, now." Kami said.
"I am as well." Popo agreed.
"We have to go, now. Thank you for helping us." Vegeta said. He lifted Bulma off the bed in the sick bay, walked clamly out of the room, and blasted off of Kami's Lookout with the girl in his arms. "Bye!" Bulma shouted to the them as they fly off. Kami and Popo waved from outside the main building, where they were going to go afterwards.
"I'm glad the Senzu Beans worked." Vegeta kissed Bulma's cheek, flying over an ocean of some sort. Bulma smiled and laughed. "You were such a wreck, and I wasn't sick for even that long. Only a morning." She giggled.
"But I thought we'd have to wait days to see your beautiful face light up again."
There was a quiet for the rest of the fly home.
"Bulma!" Dr. Breifs had run into the garden, which he had been told sevral times not to enter by the maids, and was searching for his daughter. She probably wasn't even in there, knowing what had been going on lately with her and Vegeta. Dr. Breifs had found the gravity room empty when he'd gone to upgrade it for the 'hard-training Saiyan.' "Bulma!" He called.
"Where should we land?" Vegeta hovered above the large area of the Breifs estate.
"What are you going to do after we land?" Bulma asked.
"I don't know. I want to stay with you until Yamcha leaves, at least, though."
"That could be hours."
"Then we'll spend hours together. I'm going to keep that fool from you as long as I'm alive, I don't want that freak to go near you again. And I want to be with you, anyways." Vegeta hugged Bulma close, and was happy to feel the warmth in her hands hadn't faded.
"We should land back in the garden. I don't think my dad suspects." Bulma suggested.
"Alright, then. To the--he's there!" Vegeta stopped above the garden, and flew backwards, hoping Dr. Breifs wouldn't suddenly look up until Vegeta'd gotten out of sight. Bulma saw her father, and hid her face from the man, as if seeing him would mean he'd know she was there. "We've got to go somewhere else. Somewhere he wouldn't look." She said in worry.
"Where would that be...?" Vegeta wondered. The whole property was his, he could have servants run about looking for them and discover the couple somewhere within minutes. Bulma didn't take long to come up with an answer. "The gravity room!"
"What?!" Vegeta wondered if she was sane. She'd just been ill, and now she wanted to sit around watching Vegeta train so her father wouldn't find her. But, if she was in there...
"You don't have to train," Bulma said. It was like she could read his mind! Was this part of love? Knowing what the other is thinking without even reading the expression on their face?
Vegeta's frown lifted, and he let out a short laugh. "But, Bulma, your father will--"
"If he's actually looking for me, he must know you're not in there now. He's worried we're doing something we shouldn't. But if we go in there, he won't think of coming and looking again. And if he does, you can hide me, and say you're training." Bulma reasoned.
Vegeta nodded and flew to the door of the gravity room. He and Bulma slipped inside, and Vegeta turned down the shutters in the windows.
"Bulma, where are you?! I know you're...off screwing that...bastard..." Dr. Breifs, yet again drunk as ever, wandered drowsily about the garden with a bottle in hand. He took another swig of the brew inside, and began to curse and kick everything in his path, tearing through the greens for the girl who'd disobeyed him. He'd find her, though. They couldn't hide all day. Not if they were going to live on his property. They would be found...