Hey guys I know you hate me I took forever -.- it's cause ive been busy ugh its been so annoying day by day not writing -.- well here's chapter 8 hope you like it!

Chapter 8

As they exited the room, Vegeta scooted his chair closer to Bulma. He turned around making sure Trunks was still in the room. He turned back and gazed into her magical blue eyes. He awed a little when he realized what he was doing. He snapped out of it and tried to control himself. "Um, Bulma, I need to tell you something…"

She smiled and sat up right. "What is it Vegeta?"

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He cleared his throat not knowing how to even start this conversation. It wasn't something easy to explain. So we got to give this guy a break. He starred at her mouth opening but no words came out. He sighed and rubbed his temples. How do you say in the simplest way possible that he is a Prince from an Alien Race that is now extinct? Hmm…maybe he'll just blurt it out. No, it won't do. Ok let's see…

"Um Bulma I…I'm not like other men…" wait what? Seriously. He smacked his forehead mentally. Ok that was stupid. She arched an eyebrow. Not like other men? Her mind was thinking the craziest things. "Not like other men? Don't tell me that I married a guy who used to be an animal?" her expression looked confused. He noticed and tried to pick up the pace. "What I meant to say was that I am an alien, I'm from Planet Vegetasei…" she gasped. "Whoa I married an alien!" he cleared his throat again, a slight sweat dropped down his forehead. Was he nervous? Yes, actually he was. Why? Because how do you tell a person that you love that, you're from another planet?

He was worried that maybe she would laugh at his face and move on to another man. However, secretly we all know that Bulma is not like that, so we all know that he doesn't have to worry about that. She blinked. He sighed softly. "Bulma please you must understand, this is not a joke…" she looked at him. She furrowed her brows a bit, which made Vegeta nervous, but suddenly her expression turned into a warm smile. "It's ok Vegeta, I believe you. So tell me how are you so different from the human race, I mean you features sure seem similar to ours." He looked back at her. He gazed into her eyes and smirked. Well Bulma sure knows how to handle news and she seemed to be very curious.

She reached out and cupped his face with her free hand. Her skin was so soft against his rough hard skin. She smiled at him when he smirked. "Well, we seem to have let's say…super human abilities. Maybe when your better I could show you sometime.." he looked up at her again. Her smile widened and her eyes gleamed with happiness and curiosity. "Wow Vegeta I'd loved to!" he chuckled. This was interesting. He yawned and stretched, he glanced at the clock. 3:00 a.m. He groaned at his laziness. She wasn't tired. Nope not one bit. She took a nap almost all day, why would she be tired. She looked up at him he was tired. However, he decided to stay up a little longer just to spend some time with her. Right now that's all that he pretty much needed. Sometime with her.

She smiled happily, as he sat back down and scooted his chair closer. Only half a foot away from her face. He smirked at her reaction and cleared his throat. "Well, anything that you want to know Wo- I mean Bulma." She took another long glance at him. "What were you going to say?" He chuckled. "Oh nothing." He pretended to ignore her and look around the room. Sarcasm was in his words. "No, Vegeta you were going to say something!" he chuckled some more which made Bulma pout. This made him grin, oh how he loved that little cute pout of hers. However, of course wouldn't admit it. "Oh alright Woman…" she arched her eyebrow. That was unexpected. Woman? "Hey, why did you call me Woman?"

He eyed her playfully. This made her blush a little bit. "Woman. That is what I call you; let's just say it's like your little nickname." She giggled. "Woman, out of the entire cute nickname's out there, it just had to be Woman." He nodded. "Yes, yes it is." She stuck her tongue out at him playfully. Only she jumped back when he tried to bite it. This made her giggle some more. "Well let's see, I am going to give you a nickname then." He eyed her. "Let's see, um, Veggie!" She squealed. That name was perfect. He gasped, and smacked his forehead. "Ugh! How could you have remembered that!" She glared at him. "Oh don't worry Veggie I won't call you that all the time, only when I feel playful…ok Veggie?"

He sighed, but smirked. "Well then Woman, fine but not in front of the others." She sat up slowly, when Vegeta helped her a bit. She placed her broken arm on her lap. "Others…who were they?" she said silently. He rolled his eyes mentally. "Well I already told you about the weakling, now the other warriors were Kakkarot and Piccolo. Only with Kakkarot, everyone else but me call him, Goku." She thought for a moment. "Goku, Goku…Goku oh nope I don't have any clue at all." She frowned. "Oh, I don't remember." She sighed, when suddenly a tear appeared on her left cheek. He noticed. He stood up and looked for a tissue. He found one and handed it to Bulma. She wiped her eyes, when suddenly she burst out crying.

"Oh Vegeta! This is not fair! I don't remember anyone!-Why can't I? It's not fair!" She sobbed between every word. He stood up quickly and cupped her face. He stared at her; she stared back only her eyes were covered with tears that made her vision blurry. He sighed not knowing what to say. She reached out her arms like a child wanting to be carried. He nodded and lifted her from the hospitals bed and placed her on his lap on the hospitals chair. She carefully placed her right arm over his shoulder while the other arm, which was broken, was placed on her lap. She sighed as more tears streamed down her face. She buried her face in his chest, and nuzzled in as deep as possible. Vegeta frowned. He wrapped his arms tightly around her and buried his face in her hair. It smelled beautifully, but the stupid bandage around her skull was in the way.

He hated this so much. He closed his eyes and held her gently. "Bulma, everything will be alright. You will regain your memory soon. Just be patient. However, I will help you regain your memory as much as possible." He whispered in his ear. She nodded slowly. This wasn't going to be easy. Her tired eyes started slowly drifting off to a light sleep. He sighed and lifted her and placed her gently back in the hospitals bed. He suddenly started feeling his eyes stinging from such an exhausting day. He placed his head on the bed and used Bulma's stomach as a pillow.

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One week later….

"Yay, mom were home!" shouted Trunks. He ran towards the door with a grin on his face. He hasn't been home for a week. He literally stayed by his mother's side the whole time. Bulma exited the ship that was apparently hers. She took a single glance and was completely amazed. "Wow!" she said. She was no longer wearing her bandage that was around her head, but was still using her cast to heal her left arm. She was amazed. They told her that she was "rich" but this was nothing of what she expected. As she began to walk toward the yellow compound, Vegeta slowly exited and walked closely behind her.

He scowled. Trunks told him that Goten said that there was going to be a surprise for her when she gets home. His scowl deepened as he felt many Ki's inside the compound. "That idiot weakling is throwing her a get party?"

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Ok, I know I did bad last chapter it was suuuppperr boring! Hope this one's better! Well bye! Keep reviewing! You are the reason why I even keep writing! BYE! :D