Vegeta hurtled towards the ground from the force of gravity, already beginning to regret his decision. He closed his eyes and began to focus on his energy hoping to fly like Bardock had shown his a few days ago. He felt the energy leaving his feet and slowing his decent to a survivable speed and slowly-so slowly- he opened his eyes and was filled with relief and pride when he saw that he was falling much slower.

He slowly let the confidence fill him as the decent got slower and slower. Suddenly he felt a sudden surge of pain in his back and-despite trying to hold onto them- the briefs were sent to the ground below, as was he.

He heard a high scream and instantly filled with rage like he had never known before; he looked around frantically until his eyes settled on the appearance of the most infuriating thing ever. At one point he would have laughed at the thought of it, to at least pretend to, but now, now he was filled with anger at the person that had done this to her, and to a much lesser extent anger at himself for not protecting her.

Finally the one that had done this to her appeared in front of his, standing with cold indifferent eyes that were as black as night, stood a tall, silver skinned man with an evil smile gracing his lips. "Target identified: Vegeta" it spoke, seemingly to know one in a grating robotic voice.

Without any though Vegeta screamed "HOW DARE YOU TOUCH MY Bulma" as he quickly pounced on the thing sending a powerful blow to its face before sending another to its stomach and finally shooting a powerful blast through the new whole in its crest.

Unfortunately this didn't have the desired effect as the hell spawn simply returned to his feet, seeming indifferent to the brutal assault it had just received. "Power is greater than expected: raising power to 100% from 50%... charging… charging… 51%" it announced to itself with a computerized voice.

Vegeta than noticed that wires instead of blood were escaping the hole in its crest "Error, power at 20%..." he smirked hearing that it wasn't able to power up, no doubt caused by in no small part the gaping hole in its circuitry.

"System is defective: Protocol 7 began… self-destruction in 10-9-8-7-6" Vegeta hearing the countdown ran full speed to the briefs and once again began to carry them so as to get as far away as possible.

"5-4-3-2-1- an error has occurred in this model please report it to-" but the sentence would be forever unfinished as the machine blew in an explosive large enough to kill anyone within its attack radius, sending shrapnel out to kill those around it as well for good measure.

Bulma slowly regained consciousness some hours later; she awoke in a small bed surrounded by worried looking people –even Vegeta looking uncharacteristically worried- and looking around saw the tell-tale curtains and sterilised equipment put in her to tell her she was in a hospital.

"W-what happened" she asked in a faraway voice due to the –unnecessarily powerful-painkillers coursing throughout her system.

"Bulma that horrible Dr Gero came back" misses Briefs informed her daughter with a rare scowl forming on her face at the memory of the man. Then her face instantly returned to an even happier than usual one before she continued "But your boyfriend arrived and saved us from the fire Gero started, such a sweet man" she then continued to fawn over his achievement making his feel even worse for his failure and clarifying things for Bulma somewhat, including explaining that her leg had been broken in the fall and she would be in a cast for some weeks.

A few hours later everyone had left, Mr and Misses Briefs had to go talk to the police and everyone else just wanted to be sure that she would be ok. Throughout the entire time Vegeta had stood still in the corner and refused any praise despite his usual vain and arrogant nature worrying Bulma a little.

"Hey Vegeta, come over here" she ordered with a slightly dreamy aura to her as she had just had another top up of painkillers.

Straggly Vegeta complied and walked the whole way with no eye contact before standing awkwardly next to the bed.

"Come on Vegeta, get in, I'm injured you know so you should be comforting me" she told him as he let her pull him next to her but made no move to get closer like he usually would. "How about you act like you know me" she suggested slightly agitated at him for acting so… unlike Vegeta.

A deafening silence ensued and when she had just about lost patience and was about to demand he speak he started "I should have protected you" he whispered so quietly she wasn't sure he had said it.

"What do you mean? You did protect me silly" she comforted him with a tight hug that he didn't return.

"No… your injured because, because I f-f-failed" he said the word failed like it was hurting him making Bulma feel a little guilty for making him have to save her.

'Just like with Yamcha' she though sadly before trying to comfort him "If it wasn't for you it'd be more than a broken leg, your my knight in shiny spandex" she joked, "Oh brave night how am I ever to repay you?" she did a bad princess voice before leaning in for what would most likely be a sloppy kiss due based on her speech but he stopped her.

"Bulma… don't you deserve better than me, you deserve someone who can protect you, you deserve more than I can give you" he said wallowing in self-pity- something that didn't suit her Vegeta at all.

"Vegeta" she stopped his before he could spiral out of control grabbing his attention. "Shut up" she ordered him before kissing him deeply silencing all protests as he once again began to search her mouth once again yet somehow was still loving every moment of the kiss.

A/N

That felt off but can't figure out why… what you think I can edit it if you tell me what it is but since I don't know I'll just role with it… it could just be how long I've been stuck in school before doing this in detention. Hopefully it's that.

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