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Next chappy up! This chapter, Vegeta and Bulma have some fun and something's wrong with Pan-chan. As always, enjoy!
Oh No! Pan-chan!
Bulma yawned and stretched. It was early Sunday morning. She looked down to see her love- I mean Vegeta still sleep. 'He's still here? I thought he'd be training by now.'
"Vegeta, you awake?" she tapped him. Vegeta responded with a scowl. "I am now," he muttered. "Oh, sorry. So what you doing today?" she spoke in a soft, quiet voice to match the mood of the morning.
"I'm going to mind my own business, something you should do." "Must you always be so cocky and rude?" "Let me see…yes, I do." "You're hopeless, Vegeta. So anyway, let's go somewhere."
"Like to the mall or something, I feel like getting out the house with OUT you know who hanging all over me at first then I find him making out with some blonde bimbo!"
Bulma wasn't feeling as bad about Yamcha's cheating but she still was mad. "I can see why he cheated No one wants something so ugly? You [probably don't even know how to kiss."
"I do too, you monkey! I bet I can kiss a lot better than you," she wasn't going to stand for his insults. "Oh really?" a smirk crept up on Vegeta's face as he got an idea, "Well, prove it, woman," he pulled her on top of him.
Her eyes were as big as saucers. "What's wrong? Scared?" he taunted. "N-no, I just um, I was just surprised that you… was in such a hurry to lose this bet! Yeah, that's it," the truth was that Bulma had never been so close to a man in her life.
"You're not a good liar, woman," "I'm not lying! Look," she pressed her lips against his, breaking the kiss a second later. "You call that a kiss? This is a kiss," he pulled her close, letting their lips touch.
Bulma jerked as a feeling came over her. His hand found it's way around her waist, the other on her thigh.
Bunny was peeking through Bulma's door at her and Vegeta. She smiled and closed the door so quietly, even Vegeta didn't hear. When she got down the stairs, she did a little victory dance.
"Yes! They're finally together! Oh, I can't wait to have a grandchild! I'm going to be a grandma!" (Ding-dong!) "Coming!" she skipped to the door and opened it. It was exactly whom she expected: Yamcha.
'Here he is. I bet he wants to beg Bulma for forgiveness,' she though. "Hello Yamcha!" "Hi ma'am. Where's Bulma?" "She's-" 'Oh dear! Now, should I tell him she's upstairs so he can walk in on her and Vegeta making out, the Vegeta whom he's been jealous of forever, or should I just tell him she isn't home? Such a difficult decision I'm facing.
"She's upstairs, dear," Bunny smiled. "Thanks," Yamcha left to go find Bulma (he's in for a surprise!)
Bulma and Vegeta were still having their make out session. I doubt if they even remembered the bet! Vegeta had managed to get on top. He kissed down her neck while Bulma tried to rip the T-shirt off him.
"Stupid T-shirt," she muttered. Vegeta stopped to look at her and laugh. "Woman, what are you doing?" "Trying to…rip this…stupid thing off of you!" "Lucky for me, all I have to do is slide this dress off."
He pulled one strap down, revealing a lot of cleavage. "Unless, of course," he said seductively in her ear, "You have a problem with that," he began to nibble on her earlobe. "N-no, not at all," she said.
"That's good to hear," he pulled her other strap down; revealing whatever was left of her cleavage to reveal. "I hate you," she breathed, sexily. "The feeling's mutual,"" they began kissing again.
Vegeta's hand was finding it's way up Bulma's mini dress. He was about to finish pulling her dress off when swoosh! The door swung open. "Bulma, I'm sorry- what is going on?!?" Yamcha was shocked.
There was his girlfriend, the one that would never come near a bed with a guy in it, especially him, was making out with the man who killed him! "What are you doing, Bulma?!" "Leave, weakling, and lock the door behind you," Vegeta said, taking off Bulma's high heels.
"What are you doing to my girlfriend, monkey?!" "You mean your 'ex' girlfriend, don't you? Oh, and don't worry, human, I'll take good care of her. By the way, she may not be walking much more for the rest of the day," he smirked as he kissed Bulma on the neck.
"Bulma, what's going on?!" "The same thing that's been going on between you and every other woman in this city! You had your chance to cheat; now it's mine! I don't plan on walking out this room a virgin, Yamcha! No if you'll excuse yourself."
Yamcha was pissed. "You can't do this!" "Oh yeah?! Well you stop me then!" she screamed. "Fine!" he was about to go over, ready to yank her up but was stopped by the great Prince of Saiyans' voice.
"I warn you for your own safety, human. Saiyans are very protective of their property. She is MINE from this moment on, boy! Come near her and die!" he hissed. Bulma stuck her tongue out at Yamcha.
Yamcha was scared but didn't want to look like a wuss, so he kept arguing. "I'm going to-" "Oh dear! Vegeta-chan, come quick! Oh my!" Bunny called. Vegeta and Bulma stumbled up, rushing past a very angry Yamcha and into Vegeta's room. "You guys wait up!" he yelled, running after them.
In Vegeta's room, the found Bunny holding Pan. "What the?" Vegeta took her from Bunny and looked at her. Pan was almost as white as a wall. Her skin was cold and clammy. Hey eyes were red and puffy, and half open because she was half unconscious. She couldn't breathe through her stuffed up nose. In fact, she was having a hard time breathing period!
She looked horrible, to be blunt. It was such a sad sight to see. "Oh, Pan! Poor thing!" Bulma gasped. "Quick, let's get her down to the hospital! Call Goku, mom!" Bulma ran to get her shoes and coat. "What's-what's wrong with her?!" Vegeta couldn't believe his eyes.
Pan, the girl he had tried so hard to keep alive and had grown to care for very much, was literally dying before his eyes. "I'm sorry Vegeta but no time to figure it out! We have to get Goku!"
Bunny rushed to his phone to call Goku. "Chi Chi, let me speak to Goku and quick!" a moment passed. "Goku? Come quick, dear, Pan's dying!" no sooner did she hang up the phone, did Goku show up ready for action.
Vegeta still hadn't moved. "Ok, let's go! Oh, Goku, you're here! Good, come on already!" she touched Vegeta on the arm. Bunny held Bulma's hand and grabbed Yamcha's shirt to drag him along with them. Goku put his hand on Vegeta's other arm, placed two fingers on his forehead, and transported them to the nearest hospital.
"We need a doctor now!" Bulma told the nurse at the desk. "Hold on, tuts. What's your rush, deary?" "Her; she's dying for Kami's sake! Now get me a doctor!" she pointed to pan who was still in Vetgeta's grasp. "Oh Kami! Come with me!"
The woman ran down the hall. "Come on, Vegeta!" they (except for Yamcha who went off to go flirt with a nurse he saw) had to push Vegeta's paralyzed body down the hall to room 172.
"Doctor, this child needs immediate attention!" she took Pan from Vegeta, much to his dismay. They had to do something quick because Pan was slowly fading. "Look, gather more doctors and nurses and get them in here now!" he ordered (he wasn't yelling, just to let you all n\know).
"Right away!" she rushed by them. "I'm sorry but you all will have to wait in the waiting room," he shut the door in their face. He wasn't trying to be rude but they would only get in the way.
"What a minute!" Vegeta protested. "Vegeta, calm down!" Bulma said. "What are they doing to her?!" "They're going to try and help her dear, now calm down. Let's go wait, okay?" Bunny knew he didn't want to leave her but he really had no choice.
" (Sigh) Fine." Bulma turned to Goku. "Thank you Goku. You can go home now if you want, we'll wait for her," she said. "Ok. I'd like to stay but I have to get back home to Chi Chi and tell her why I left. Good luck," and he was gone.
His sudden disappearance grabbed the attention of anyone in the hallway who saw him. They walked in the waiting room and sat down. Bulma looked at Vegeta. He looked so confused, angry, frustrated, perhaps…scared.
Bunny saw Bulma wanted to be alone with Vegeta so she left to go get her something to drink. "Vegeta? You ok?" she asked, concerned. "What happened to her?" he asked, ignoring her question. "I…I don't know, Vegeta. She couldn't have gotten it from the animals, they couldn't have anything that would do that to her."
"Do Saiyans have any rare sicknesses that she might have?" she asked. Vegeta though about it and cringed. "Yes. There…was this one kid I knew on Vegeta-sei. He was my father's best friend's son. He had come down with a very rare sickness. He had all the symptoms of Pan's and everything. I don't remember the name, all I do know is…that he died from it 2 days later."
Vegeta took a deep breath. This was a nightmare. "Well, how did he catch it?!" she asked, so she could, perhaps, figure out a cur4e for it. "It was in his genes… that dam brat must have it in her genes also. You get it once and only once, because once you get it, you don't have more than a week, at most, to live." Tears threatened to flow from Bulma's eyes. Pan was such a sweet and innocent child; she didn't deserve to die.
She wrapped her arms around Vegeta tightly, laying her head on his chest. Vegeta was surprised by her sudden show of affection towards him. He found himself enjoying the feeling of not feeling like he was alone.
"I'm sorry, Vegeta," she whispered. "For what? You did nothing, woman." After thinking it over, he put his arm around her also, soothing her pain. "What about a senzu bean? Will it work?" "No senzu bean is going to work, trust me."
"Well, maybe-" The doctor interrupted her sentence when she saw him walking up to them. "Ms…" "Briefs. Bulma Briefs," she said. "Ms. Briefs, we're through with the child." "You mean Pan?" "Yes. I'm very sorry but I'm afraid she's________
Is she alive?! Or dead (gasp!!)?! how will Vegeta take the news?! Find out, next time, on What Is Love! Peace out!
Veggie-Trunks
Next chappy up! This chapter, Vegeta and Bulma have some fun and something's wrong with Pan-chan. As always, enjoy!
Oh No! Pan-chan!
Bulma yawned and stretched. It was early Sunday morning. She looked down to see her love- I mean Vegeta still sleep. 'He's still here? I thought he'd be training by now.'
"Vegeta, you awake?" she tapped him. Vegeta responded with a scowl. "I am now," he muttered. "Oh, sorry. So what you doing today?" she spoke in a soft, quiet voice to match the mood of the morning.
"I'm going to mind my own business, something you should do." "Must you always be so cocky and rude?" "Let me see…yes, I do." "You're hopeless, Vegeta. So anyway, let's go somewhere."
"Like to the mall or something, I feel like getting out the house with OUT you know who hanging all over me at first then I find him making out with some blonde bimbo!"
Bulma wasn't feeling as bad about Yamcha's cheating but she still was mad. "I can see why he cheated No one wants something so ugly? You [probably don't even know how to kiss."
"I do too, you monkey! I bet I can kiss a lot better than you," she wasn't going to stand for his insults. "Oh really?" a smirk crept up on Vegeta's face as he got an idea, "Well, prove it, woman," he pulled her on top of him.
Her eyes were as big as saucers. "What's wrong? Scared?" he taunted. "N-no, I just um, I was just surprised that you… was in such a hurry to lose this bet! Yeah, that's it," the truth was that Bulma had never been so close to a man in her life.
"You're not a good liar, woman," "I'm not lying! Look," she pressed her lips against his, breaking the kiss a second later. "You call that a kiss? This is a kiss," he pulled her close, letting their lips touch.
Bulma jerked as a feeling came over her. His hand found it's way around her waist, the other on her thigh.
Bunny was peeking through Bulma's door at her and Vegeta. She smiled and closed the door so quietly, even Vegeta didn't hear. When she got down the stairs, she did a little victory dance.
"Yes! They're finally together! Oh, I can't wait to have a grandchild! I'm going to be a grandma!" (Ding-dong!) "Coming!" she skipped to the door and opened it. It was exactly whom she expected: Yamcha.
'Here he is. I bet he wants to beg Bulma for forgiveness,' she though. "Hello Yamcha!" "Hi ma'am. Where's Bulma?" "She's-" 'Oh dear! Now, should I tell him she's upstairs so he can walk in on her and Vegeta making out, the Vegeta whom he's been jealous of forever, or should I just tell him she isn't home? Such a difficult decision I'm facing.
"She's upstairs, dear," Bunny smiled. "Thanks," Yamcha left to go find Bulma (he's in for a surprise!)
Bulma and Vegeta were still having their make out session. I doubt if they even remembered the bet! Vegeta had managed to get on top. He kissed down her neck while Bulma tried to rip the T-shirt off him.
"Stupid T-shirt," she muttered. Vegeta stopped to look at her and laugh. "Woman, what are you doing?" "Trying to…rip this…stupid thing off of you!" "Lucky for me, all I have to do is slide this dress off."
He pulled one strap down, revealing a lot of cleavage. "Unless, of course," he said seductively in her ear, "You have a problem with that," he began to nibble on her earlobe. "N-no, not at all," she said.
"That's good to hear," he pulled her other strap down; revealing whatever was left of her cleavage to reveal. "I hate you," she breathed, sexily. "The feeling's mutual,"" they began kissing again.
Vegeta's hand was finding it's way up Bulma's mini dress. He was about to finish pulling her dress off when swoosh! The door swung open. "Bulma, I'm sorry- what is going on?!?" Yamcha was shocked.
There was his girlfriend, the one that would never come near a bed with a guy in it, especially him, was making out with the man who killed him! "What are you doing, Bulma?!" "Leave, weakling, and lock the door behind you," Vegeta said, taking off Bulma's high heels.
"What are you doing to my girlfriend, monkey?!" "You mean your 'ex' girlfriend, don't you? Oh, and don't worry, human, I'll take good care of her. By the way, she may not be walking much more for the rest of the day," he smirked as he kissed Bulma on the neck.
"Bulma, what's going on?!" "The same thing that's been going on between you and every other woman in this city! You had your chance to cheat; now it's mine! I don't plan on walking out this room a virgin, Yamcha! No if you'll excuse yourself."
Yamcha was pissed. "You can't do this!" "Oh yeah?! Well you stop me then!" she screamed. "Fine!" he was about to go over, ready to yank her up but was stopped by the great Prince of Saiyans' voice.
"I warn you for your own safety, human. Saiyans are very protective of their property. She is MINE from this moment on, boy! Come near her and die!" he hissed. Bulma stuck her tongue out at Yamcha.
Yamcha was scared but didn't want to look like a wuss, so he kept arguing. "I'm going to-" "Oh dear! Vegeta-chan, come quick! Oh my!" Bunny called. Vegeta and Bulma stumbled up, rushing past a very angry Yamcha and into Vegeta's room. "You guys wait up!" he yelled, running after them.
In Vegeta's room, the found Bunny holding Pan. "What the?" Vegeta took her from Bunny and looked at her. Pan was almost as white as a wall. Her skin was cold and clammy. Hey eyes were red and puffy, and half open because she was half unconscious. She couldn't breathe through her stuffed up nose. In fact, she was having a hard time breathing period!
She looked horrible, to be blunt. It was such a sad sight to see. "Oh, Pan! Poor thing!" Bulma gasped. "Quick, let's get her down to the hospital! Call Goku, mom!" Bulma ran to get her shoes and coat. "What's-what's wrong with her?!" Vegeta couldn't believe his eyes.
Pan, the girl he had tried so hard to keep alive and had grown to care for very much, was literally dying before his eyes. "I'm sorry Vegeta but no time to figure it out! We have to get Goku!"
Bunny rushed to his phone to call Goku. "Chi Chi, let me speak to Goku and quick!" a moment passed. "Goku? Come quick, dear, Pan's dying!" no sooner did she hang up the phone, did Goku show up ready for action.
Vegeta still hadn't moved. "Ok, let's go! Oh, Goku, you're here! Good, come on already!" she touched Vegeta on the arm. Bunny held Bulma's hand and grabbed Yamcha's shirt to drag him along with them. Goku put his hand on Vegeta's other arm, placed two fingers on his forehead, and transported them to the nearest hospital.
"We need a doctor now!" Bulma told the nurse at the desk. "Hold on, tuts. What's your rush, deary?" "Her; she's dying for Kami's sake! Now get me a doctor!" she pointed to pan who was still in Vetgeta's grasp. "Oh Kami! Come with me!"
The woman ran down the hall. "Come on, Vegeta!" they (except for Yamcha who went off to go flirt with a nurse he saw) had to push Vegeta's paralyzed body down the hall to room 172.
"Doctor, this child needs immediate attention!" she took Pan from Vegeta, much to his dismay. They had to do something quick because Pan was slowly fading. "Look, gather more doctors and nurses and get them in here now!" he ordered (he wasn't yelling, just to let you all n\know).
"Right away!" she rushed by them. "I'm sorry but you all will have to wait in the waiting room," he shut the door in their face. He wasn't trying to be rude but they would only get in the way.
"What a minute!" Vegeta protested. "Vegeta, calm down!" Bulma said. "What are they doing to her?!" "They're going to try and help her dear, now calm down. Let's go wait, okay?" Bunny knew he didn't want to leave her but he really had no choice.
" (Sigh) Fine." Bulma turned to Goku. "Thank you Goku. You can go home now if you want, we'll wait for her," she said. "Ok. I'd like to stay but I have to get back home to Chi Chi and tell her why I left. Good luck," and he was gone.
His sudden disappearance grabbed the attention of anyone in the hallway who saw him. They walked in the waiting room and sat down. Bulma looked at Vegeta. He looked so confused, angry, frustrated, perhaps…scared.
Bunny saw Bulma wanted to be alone with Vegeta so she left to go get her something to drink. "Vegeta? You ok?" she asked, concerned. "What happened to her?" he asked, ignoring her question. "I…I don't know, Vegeta. She couldn't have gotten it from the animals, they couldn't have anything that would do that to her."
"Do Saiyans have any rare sicknesses that she might have?" she asked. Vegeta though about it and cringed. "Yes. There…was this one kid I knew on Vegeta-sei. He was my father's best friend's son. He had come down with a very rare sickness. He had all the symptoms of Pan's and everything. I don't remember the name, all I do know is…that he died from it 2 days later."
Vegeta took a deep breath. This was a nightmare. "Well, how did he catch it?!" she asked, so she could, perhaps, figure out a cur4e for it. "It was in his genes… that dam brat must have it in her genes also. You get it once and only once, because once you get it, you don't have more than a week, at most, to live." Tears threatened to flow from Bulma's eyes. Pan was such a sweet and innocent child; she didn't deserve to die.
She wrapped her arms around Vegeta tightly, laying her head on his chest. Vegeta was surprised by her sudden show of affection towards him. He found himself enjoying the feeling of not feeling like he was alone.
"I'm sorry, Vegeta," she whispered. "For what? You did nothing, woman." After thinking it over, he put his arm around her also, soothing her pain. "What about a senzu bean? Will it work?" "No senzu bean is going to work, trust me."
"Well, maybe-" The doctor interrupted her sentence when she saw him walking up to them. "Ms…" "Briefs. Bulma Briefs," she said. "Ms. Briefs, we're through with the child." "You mean Pan?" "Yes. I'm very sorry but I'm afraid she's________
Is she alive?! Or dead (gasp!!)?! how will Vegeta take the news?! Find out, next time, on What Is Love! Peace out!
Veggie-Trunks