NOOO! I FORGOT THE DISCLAMER! I'd better do it now, before someone thinks that I actually OWN something! I mean, me? Own something? Hahaha. Any how, I DON'T OWN DBZ
"Where's Vegeta?" Bulma asked.
"Oh, he's on an operation table getting his guts pulled out. At least, that's where I left him." Anna replied.
"WHAT?" Bulma yelled.
"Yep. I left him in the fully capable hands of an unidentified gender doctor. So, whats new with you?"
"How can you be so calm? What if he's dead right now!"
"Oh, that's impossible. I can still feel his energy. That's how I can be so calm."
Bulma gave Anna a stare that said What the Hell is wrong with you?
Anna rolled her eyes.
"Excuse me" a nurse said as she carefully entered the room.
"Well? How's Vegeta?" Anna asked.
"Well, he is alive. You may come see him now. By the way, my name is Shela." Shela said.
The two girls got up and followed the female down the long halls. When they got to the recovery room, they were unprepared to see what they saw.
Vegeta was covered from head to toe in bandages and casts. His face was unrecognizable due to the bruises.
Bulma started to cry and Anna said a silent prayer.
"When is he going to be able to come back to his room?" Anna asked.
"Soon. We have more important people who need this bed." Shela said.
Anna was shocked. What is wrong with these people?
Suddenly, an annoying ring broke the silence.
"In fact, his time is up. Good day." Shela said smugly.
Before either of the girls could object, Vegeta was in a wheel chair. Only, it hovered and didn't have wheels.
Pushing the three out of the room, Shela was talking about something on the lines of 'stupid monkey's are so very unintelligent'.
The door slammed shut.
Looking both ways for idiots who might taunt the unconscious Prince, Anna started pushing the seat. When they got back to their room, Bulma started to cry.
"A-A-Anna? W-what if he d-doesn't wake up?" Anna looked at her friend.
"Hey, stop crying and get a bed prepared for him. You know medical crap, right?" Bulma nodded.
"Good" Anna replied "then lets see about changing his bandages. There getting really bloody."
"ANNA!"
TWO HOURS LATER...
Vegeta felt numb. He couldn't remember where he was. And he was cold. Opening his eyes painfully slowly, he saw that he had no clothes on, but instead pure white bandages. That confused him, until he saw a female with blue hair hovering over his body. Oh, of course. Bulma, wasn't it? Yes. That was her name. And in the corner was Anna. With her arms crossed she was staring intently at the floor.
Vegeta moaned.
Bulma gasped. "Anna. He's finally waking up!"
Anna shook her head. "Tell me something I don't know, why don't ya?" She walked over to Vegeta. "For a moment back there in the training room, I thought I could see Hell. What was that all about anyways?"
Vegeta just looked at his broken feet.
"Well?" Anna pushed a little more.
Vegeta sighed. "I didn't bow down to Freiza."
Anna and Bulma's mouths fell open. "What the crap? I saw you bow when you came in to get us." Bulma said.
"I was called in earlier. I had beaten up a soldier. When I went in I didn't feel like bowing. They sent me off with a broken wrist and said 'Don't think your getting off easy.' Then you came. I already knew I was going to be punished, so I bowed." Vegeta explained.
Anna shook her head. "Damn bastard." she muttered under her breath.
"Hey, by the way, how old are you?" Bulma asked curiously.
Anna shot her a look.
Bulma shrugged. "Just trying to kill the tension."
"I'm 14. And you are?"
"I'm 13 and Anna is 14 too."
"Hm. Will one of you ask if I can use a tank now?"
"I will! Do you want anything else while I'm at it?" Anna asked.
"No." Vegeta shot back.
"One more thing, what kind of Sayijin are you? Like a warrior or something?"
"Prince." Anna gasped, twirled around twice, her short hair spinning, and then dropped to her knees.
Vegeta smiled.
Anna giggled and left the room.
"Well, I don't think I've ever had a reaction like that..."
IN THE MEDICAL WING...
"I want a tank reserved for Vegeta." Anna demanded.
"Why should I listen to you, let alone do as you ask? Go away." Shela said.
"Because every moment you spend arguing with me, another moment of your time is flying out the window. Time that will never come back." Anna said with a smug grin plastered upon her face.
"Damn you." Shela muttered.
"Thank you for your time that you'll never get back!"
"WHY YOU LITTLE..." Anna ran off laughing at the stupid nurse's mistake. May as well have some fun if she was stuck here...
SEVERAL HOURS LATER...
Vegeta walked down the halls of Freiza's ship with a question plaguing his mind. Why did the Icejin love the Sayijin's pain?
He never got an answer however, because he suddenly felt someone behind him. Who was it? Too nervous to look, Vegeta started walking faster. Unfortunately for him, so did the unknown person behind him. When he felt a hand on his shoulder, time seemed to stop. He must of tensed up, because he heard a voice behind him.
"You have nothing to worry about, Vegeta. It's me. Bulma." Vegeta let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding.
"I was wondering, when's dinner? Anna keeps going on about the different steaks there are, and to be honest, I could go for a salad."
"The cafiteria is open anytime. But I guess you need to know where it is." Vegeta replied.
Bulma blushed and nodded. "From here, take two lefts and three rights. You should know how to get back to our room from here, right?"
Bulma nodded again. "Thanks Vegeta!" Bulma rapped her arms around the Prince's thin body frame.
Vegeta stiffened again. What was this?
Bulma let go. She looked at him, confused. Hadn't he ever received a hug?
"Hey, you alright?" Bulma said consirned.
"What did you just do to me?" Vegeta asked.
"I just gave you a hug. No big deal."
"What ever. I'm going to get some rest. It's been an eventful day."
"Yeah. Have fun with that."
The two left each other with the same question on there minds. 'What the HELL was that?'