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Veggie Boy

Chapter 5: Just a Little More ... For Her

Vegeta worked out at such a pace these days. He pushed himself to the very limit. And when he thought he was going to die from the pain, he pushed himself more and more, continuing, he pushed himself to the verge of wanting to kill himself to stop the extruciating pain.

He kept it up, telling himself that the reason he was doing this was to be stronger than Kakorott. But deep down inside of him, he knew it was to protect the woman who had, so unknowingly, stolen his heart.

He would die to protect her, but would prefer it if it didn't come to that.

Of course, though, he would never admit it to her, but he really cared for her. He had never felt that feeling before and now that he had it was ... nice. He liked it. And seeing that good for nothing Yamcha make her smile and then cry and then threaten her made his blood boil.

He gave himself a beating. While he had let his mind wander, he had not been concentrating on getting stonger. He pushed himself again. "Never will I let anything bad happen to her," he told himself, outloud.

ELSEWHERE

Bulma was watching Vegeta train through a camera that she had installed when Vegeta had started using the GR, what he did to break the thing every other day was a mystery to her. But now as she watched, she saw him lazily attack the air, not really concentrating. Bulma leant forward to get a better look.

After a while of continuous weak stabs at the air, he shook his head and regained his usual fighting spirit. Then she heard him say something which made her gasp.

"Never will I let anything bad happen to her."

She smiled secretly to herself, and continued to watched the toned body of the saiyan work itself to the limit. She bit her lip, feeling the concern that he wasn't for his body.

Suddenly he collapsed, Bulma screamed loudly. Running to the machine, she grabbed some food and a wet towel. He hadn't eaten for a while and was probably weak from it.

BACK TO THE GR

Vegeta fell onto his knees. He tried to get up again, but his body refused to listen to his orders, instead, it buckled forward, and he was left lying there, struggling to force himself to stop being weak.

"VEGETA, OPEN THE DOOR!" he heard Bulma shout, frightened and worried, before he blacked out.

"She must not see me this way..." he murmered as his vision faded.

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Vegeta woke with a start in Bulma's bed. "What the hell?" he asked as he grabbed the sheets, covering him more. Bulma was standing in the corner, bending over something and Vegeta had just noted that he was naked under the sheets.

"Oh, you're awake,"

"Yes, and I'm here, why? I don't know, perhaps you could tell me," he said sarcastically.

"Well you worked yourself so hard and you fainted from exhaustion and physical torture," she stopped noticing Vegeta rolling his eyes. Then she realised that he knew that and wanted to know why he was in her bed, "Er, it's the most comfortabble bed in the place. You know, you've been out for two days."

Vegeta sat up abruptly, "What?" he asked her, angry. Forgetting for a moment that he was naked, he started to stand, then, remembering, he sank back into the bed. It was comfortable.

"Wait a minute," someting had just occured to Vegeta, "How did you know what happened in there?"

Bulma flushed, and Vegeta noticed that she was uncomfortable, "You've been watching me, haven't you? You sick pervert,"

"No, I haven't," Bulma's voice was unnaturally high, as she retreated out of the room,

"Come back here!" Vegeta roared.

There were no clothes for him and he wanted Bulma to make him breakfast. He didn't really care that she had watched him. He was actually quite proud that she would watch him. The fact that she had seen him faint was over and done with. Right now, he had to carry on training.

"GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!" he wrapped a sheet around his waist and ran outside of the room. He quickly caught up to her running form.

He tackled her lightly to the ground, lying on top of her. Bulma blushed, all too aware that he was naked.

Their faces were inches away from each other, "Make me breakfast and give me some clothes to wear," he ordered her.

Bulma smiled evilly, "Sure, just get off me,"

Vegeta narrowed his dark orbs, but got off her all the same, he was too hungry to care about what she was up to.

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"Here are your clothes," she called out to Vegeta eating up the breakfast at an amazing speed,

"Put 'enm over dere," he pointed to the chair next to him, to busy eating to noticed her grin widely. She flounced off.

After a bit he noticed she wasn't nagging him. Raising an eyebrow he looked next to him. There lay a neatly folded pair of black pants, shoes and...

"WOMAN!" he yelled, throwing the pink shirt on the floor.

Bulma chuckled when she heard Vegeta yell, but this time, she had made sure that she had gotten a big headstart.

A/n: After working on this for a bit, I'm quite happy with the outcome. I just hope that you are, too.

And please remember, I would love to haer what you think of my idea in the last chapter, if I should write two different endings as the last two chapters.

Hehe, I will not go on untill you guys give me 5 more reviews. I just love hearing what you, yes you, think.