Again. I know im an awful person with the slow updates but im just letting u know that I didn't die :P

I hung on the now empty bars of my prison cell missing Vegeta and the sweet scent of mint and nice smooth scent of masculinity he seemed to carry around. I felt empty again and my stomach growled. When Vegeta was here with me it brought me a sense of security.

My body rumbled with a small shiver as a thought passed by…. What if Vegeta never came back?

My stomach twisted in terrible knots and I suddenly felt very cold and alone. He had hugged me. And for that brief moment I had felt the safety that home had used to give me.

Forget it! I told myself. I had no home now, everyone was dead and it didn't matter what the hell I did now. How had Vegeta put it? 'We're screwed'

I sighed and stifled a small sob.

I crawled back to my blanket and peeked down at my toes. They were naked and grimy and my soft pink toenails were lined with soil from outside. My feet were dirty and cover with minor scratches. I would have never let my feet get this disgusting at home.

Without even thinking I started to pick the dirt out from my toes. It would give me a chore to do instead of sitting here in the darkness and suffering in silence. I remembered past days when at this time of the year I would be sitting by the pool while the boys tried to push each other in the freezing water.

My mother would serve lemonade while I would lounge around in my floral bikini with my shades on doing my job of 'looking pretty'.

I giggled at the memory and my laugh echoed through the empty halls reminding me of the situation I was in.

Just forget it Bulma, you're never getting out of here girl. I hated to admit it but I should probably stop dwelling on the past. And also probably try to stop stressing, stress would give me frown lines.

I shatter and sharp rustling broke off my train of thought and almost made me jump out of my skin.

"Since when did I become so jumpy?" I asked. But then I realized with awkwardness I was talking to myself.

The noise got closer and my heart got all jumpy when I realized it was probably Vegeta coming back.

I grabbed onto the rusty bars of my cell and looked anxiously. I would be lying to myself if I said I wasn't somewhat eager to see him again.

"Dirty monkey!" I heard Zarbon grumble as he shoved Vegeta. Vegeta grunted but didn't even try to fight back.

Zarbon laid his amber eyes on my pale face.

"What are you looking at you nasty whore?" Zarbon spat as I automatically backed away from the edge of the cell bars.

The door swung open with and awful screech and Vegeta was tossed on the hard cement; too weak to even catch himself from falling.

I just stared in awe at the power Zarbon could have over someone as strong as Vegeta. Just sitting there staring. Zarbon gave me a nasty glare and tried to hide a slight grin.

As soon as Zarbon was out of sight I rushed over to Vegeta as he started to pull himself up from the floor.

For once Vegeta didn't have a nasty comment to say. He just groaned like he was in pain and held his stomach. For a second I thought he was gunna fall over or be sick so I held his arm to support him.

Vegeta did neither and turned his head to face me as if he had just noticed I was there. His face wasn't in his usual angry grimace. It was almost pitiful.

"Are you… ok?" I asked as my voice cracked. I blushed but was serious. Vegeta attempted to stand up and I let go of him.

He stood up tall, strong and proud as if he was too tough for weakness.

"Are you hurting?" I asked again. I was worrying about him as if he was my new best friend; and then I thought about it and he sorta was.

"I'm fine Earth girl!" He growled shoving me away from him.

"I'm sorry Vegeta… I was just worried about u." I almost sobbed.

He looked at me and didn't say anything. He sat on his blanket and I crawled over close to him carrying his small glass of water.

"Do you want this?" I offer him the water. He stared for a second as if it were poison and then took it and downed the water in one gulp.

I took my damp cloth I made out from my shirt.

"Uh… do u wanna wash your face?" I held out the pale piece of t-shirt.

He accepted and did a quick run over. For some reason I expected him to say no. He quickly handed it back to me and acted as if I wasn't there.

"you missed a spot…"

I took the cool cloth and reached up to his face

Sorry this chapter is a little shorter… but done ^_^