Bulma woke up to the sun dancing on her nose. Last night was better, she never heard Vegeta from down the hall. She smiled to herself thinking about last night's kiss…He'll kill me if I tell..hah! Bulma laughed to herself. She looked in the mirror at herself and then laid back on the bed. I wonder what sex would be like with a saiyan, Yamcha was good and felt right but…a saiyan, hmm…oo Bulma why are you even thinking about that? Bulma thought to herself. I could ask Chi Chi…hmmm, maybe not, she probalby wouldn't tell me anyways. She blushed as she slipped on her robe.
She saw that Vegeta was already up and sitting down at the table in the kitchen. He glared at Bulma with cold eyes at first and then they soften as she sat with him.
"What's your problem?" Bulma asked.
"Nothing, why?" Vegeta shot back.
"You seem to wear a glare this morning?"
"Don't I always?" Vegeta smirked. Bulma looked at him and rolled her eyes, You may be sexy but you need to learn some manners. Bulma sat up straight and saw a gash deep in Vegeta's neck as he bent down to scratch his leg. It was deep, swollen and still moist. Blood was still oozed from wound and in some parts it was clotted and dried. What the hell! What happened!
"Vegeta…what happened! Damn it what'd you do to your neck!" Bulma screamed, slamming her fist into the table. Vegeta looked at her and stood, hesitantly looking at her. His cheeks were turning red and looked at the floor.
"What is it?" Bulma asked again.
"It's nothing, and it's none of your business women!" Vegeta said with a tint of embarrassment. He glowed with a fibbing face as he started to walk out. Bulma turned and got a better examination of it. It was deep and trailed deeply down his spine…What'd you do?
"Vegeta!" Bulma grabbed his arm and spun him around to meet her face. They just stared again at each other.
"No! I just kind of…lost a fight against one of-never mind!" Vegeta pushed her away. Bulma wouldn't drop the subject, she knew he was holding back something…
"Damn it if you don't tell me, you'll die, unless I know how badly and by what hurt you!" Vegeta just stared at her after she screamed that. He smirked, despite the huge amounts of pain descending and re-ascending up his back and cracking his spinal bones. I love to see this woman angry, she's so sexy when she does!
"It was one of you stupid androids woman! The thing, after I destroyed it, it had just a portion of his micro chip left and when I turned my back it shot a beam of energy straight down my spine! There, happy!" Vegeta yelled, he was now mortified, he hated to thought of getting caught off guard to a mere machine, it was humiliating.
"Well, let me help it please. I have the proper equipment in my lab…please?" Bulma looked at him with hopeful eyes.
"Fine!" Vegeta folded his arms and sighed loudly following her.
It felt as though his back was on fire as she applied the medication to his wound. He turned to her and grabbed both her wrist.
"Damn it! Holy shit that hurts, what is it, rubbing alcohol?" Vegeta said pulling away. He flinched and began wincing in pain. It felt like hot metal was mixing into his skin and burning him away. For the first time Bulma saw that he actually felt pain and it was displayed in both his voice and eyes. He looked away and down on the floor.
He was shirtless and the injure stretched from his neck (where the hair began) all the way down to where is monkey tail used to be. It was wide and deep with blood still running down his back and she could cleary see where the epidermis ended into musclein his back. It was that deep and that severe.
"Vegeta?"
"What!" He said wincing, as he sat back down.
"Can I put something on you so you won't feel the pain?"
"Sure, whatever woman…"Vegeta cursed under his breath, his right eyes began to twitch. Bulma giggled. She decided to put some Novocain in his back, and the only way she could do it was to transfer it into a shot…She waited and counted how many shots it would take.
"Umm, it's going to take six shots"—
"WHAT!" He scolded jumping up and backing against the door.
"Vegeta, let me do this…"
"…" Vegeta just stared at her and with big black, narrowing eyes. He silently sat and didn't say any thing else. Bulma smiled…I have control over him…
She began to give to give him his shots, he twitched the muscle in his backevery so often as she added another until the sixth and final one. It kicked in after about five minutes and she worked on Vegeta's back for almost an hour. Rubbing in lotion and medication and stitching up torn flesh and muscle. When she was done the medicine she had added earlier had already began to heal instantly.
"There." She said, putting her things away. She saw that in some part there was only a scar left and she pulled some of the thread undone. Vegeta felt along the huge gash that was now a sewn up crevice. There wasn't anymore pain and he looked over at Bulma…actually wanting to say 'thank-you'. What the hell is wrong with me? I can't be falling for this women Vegeta thought. He excused it and just as he rose to leave, Bulma gave him two pills…
"What's this?"
"An anti-depressant because that's a side affect and a Tylenol to smooth out any pains you may feel."
She said smiling. Just she turned to walk out of the room, Vegeta walked behind her, forgetting his damn pride and his stubbornness. Grabbing her hand she swung her neck back in amazement to find his face so close to hers. He's acting so out of character, maybe the medication's gone to his head or something… The same feeling as the other night was coming back, the kiss was re-surfaced again. His lips met hers and this time didn't have to explain. After repelling her so much, the only thing he wanted now was her…The kiss was simple, short and sweet and to the point.
"Thanks." He said walking into the kitchen. Bulma was absolutely stunned! What has gotten into him! He's never like this, she thought as she looked at the clock. She froze…her date with Yamcha she had to get ready.
