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Chapter 4: This feeling inside.

Bulma ran to the injured Vegeta and found that she could barely flip him over. Once she managed to flip him on his back, she noticed the seriousness of the wound.  It was similar to the time that he had Krillin shoot at him on Namek. Blood was gushing everywhere, and Vegeta was going pale, this was bad.

Vegeta's eyes were glazed over and his breathing became slower and slower. His pulse had dropped as well. She didn't know what to do, and began crying. Just then she realized a secret stash of senzu beans that she kept in case of serious emergencies, like if her father had hurt himself badly in his lab. Running out to her lab, where she kept the beans, she quickly opened the box that she kept them in. there was 3 left, so she grabbed one, closed the box and ran back into the living room where Vegeta hadn't moved an inch. She fell down to his side and shoved the bean onto his mouth. After the bean made it's way down his through, Bulma put her head on his chest crying that it might have been to late.

Vegeta opened his eyes and shot up, flipping Bulma around to where the back of her head was in his lap. Vegeta looked around startled and touched his stomach. It was back to normal, and his strength had returned. Bulma Had stayed in that position, just as startled as Vegeta. Vegeta then felt her in his lap and looked down at her. She could only stare back up at him, their eye's met, and Vegeta's breathing had calmed down. Vegeta unconsciously brought his head closer to hers, there eyes still locked on each other. Bulma then lifted her head up to him and began closing her eyes. The two could feel the others breath as they crept closer and closer to each other. They puckered up there lips, and drew even closer, they were close enough to feel the heat from the others body, and then…RING!!!" The two jumped away from each other as the phone began ringing. Vegeta retreated back to the Gravity room to where he hurt himself originally and Bulma ran to the phone.

"Hello?" Bulma said slightly out of breath.

"Hi, this is candy, from West city phone company, how are you today Ma'…" Bulma cut her off.

"Not interested," she said as she hung up the phone. Bulma wiped the few tears that had stayed on her face from when she had been crying over Vegeta.

Meanwhile, Vegeta had turned on the Gravity machine and began training again. He was just as much out of breath as Bulma was. "Why, why did that happen?" he asked himself out loud. "It never happened…it…it never happened." He stopped with his fighting techniques for a second and stood still to think about what had happened. "Why am I so reluctant to speak those words, it's like, I don't know. I have never felt this way before, this feeling inside; it is odd, why am I becoming so weak. Right next time you see her, you will show her how strong you are," he said as he powered up and began training again.

Bulma cold not stop pacing in the kitchen, she had too much on her mind. "Bulma, what has gotten into you?" she said to herself still pacing in the kitchen. "It, it must be after breaking up with Yamcha, I guess my body had been so committed to him, that it was jumping out for attention, trying to go after the first guy I saw. And it happened to be Vegeta, and that kiss? There was no kiss, nothing happened. I need to stop this with Vegeta; I'll show him, and my body whose boss."

The Day went by fast; Bulma cleaned up the blood on the floor and sat back down to watch TV. Vegeta just trained, and trained hard, so he wouldn't think of anything. His goal to becoming a super saiyan was what he kept shoving in his mind every time his mind thought of something else. This actually had been a good day of training for Vegeta because that near death experience really shot up his power. He decided to take the evening off and catch up on some rest so he could start earlier and end later the next day.

He walked through the living room to go to the stairs that led up to his room. But before he could reach the stairs he bumped into and knocked over Bulma. "Watch it you clumsy oaf!" she yelled at him, getting up from the collision.

"Watch who you are talking to puny human, I should have had the right mind to had killed you by now, you should be thanking me for my courtesy for leaving you life, and your head in tact!" he yelled back.

"I should have the courtesy, I should have the courtesy, and I should be thanking YOU! How dare you. You should be thanking ME for letting you stay here, and for saving your life!" she shot back.

"It was your fault in the first place!" he yelled back.

"My fault, MY fault…" she was cut off

"Stop repeating yourself like a damned broken record!" he said as he cut her off, hoping that she would get off that subject.

"You arrogant, stuck up, Ass whole!" she insulted.

"At least MY ass whole is in the proper place," he shot back, insinuating that Bulma's mouth was an ass.

"How dare you! You stuck up, worthless piece of shit!!!" Bulma yelled as she stomped off back towards the kitchen.

Vegeta put his cocky smirk on and walked up stairs to his room to get some rest. He opened the door of his room and went to his bed. Lying down, he stared up at the ceiling, but to his dismay, instead of getting sleepy, his mind began to wonder off. "Damn, why is that woman still in my head," Vegeta said quietly. "Why is she plaguing my mind? Damn her…why…" Vegeta got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom. He got into the bathroom, turned on the light, and looked at himself in the mirror. "Vegeta, don't even think it. There is something wrong with you," he said to his reflection in the mirror. "Every time I see her, there is this feeling inside, I…I can't understand it," he bent over and splashed some water on his face. "Maybe I am falling…" he cut himself off, "Vegeta! What would your father say; you're disgracing your heritage with this weak talk. Your being weak, now stop it!" Vegeta went back to his bed and lied down, and covered his face.

Meanwhile Bulma had decided to go to her bed. With nothing on TV, she decided she would try to get some sleep, instead of letting her mind wonder off. But getting in to her room and into her bed, that didn't stop her. Her mind was focused on Vegeta. "He is so arrogant, and immature, he makes me so mad!" she said angrily. "But still, he, he has something that…I don't know. I must be going out of my mind," she giggled a little. "Its just…It's, it's because I broke up with Yamcha, that is all it is. I am probably just looking for someone to love since Yamcha is no longer there, I mean, When I was with Yamcha, or even in between the times we broke up and got back together, I still loved him, but I don't love him anymore, and now…now all I'm doing is just going after Vegeta because I have no one else to love. That's it Bulma, now go to bed and forget this, you don't like Vegeta. But still, there is this feeling inside, I hope it's not what I think," Bulma drifted off to sleep minutes later.

Vegeta couldn't sleep, so he got up to go to bed and went downstairs to get something to eat. He grabbed a bag of chips and a glass of milk and sat down to eat. Once done with the chips, he gulped down a glass of warm milk, which he heated up with some energy; he headed back to his room. On the way back up he stopped when he saw a picture of Bulma on the wall. It was a recent picture, but what really stopped him was how good she looked in it. Vegeta stood there for a few seconds, stunned by her, and then he shook his head away and headed up to his room angrily.