Tachchen, there I am again with the fifth part! I hope you like it, so go!
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"No ... Yamcha!" Bulma whispered. There were tears in her eyes. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't. Yamcha kissed her neck and unzipped the evening gown by lifting her up. Bulma couldn't defend herself, but suddenly the door was thrown open.
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"Leave her alone!" gasped Vegeta. He had to hold on to the door frame to keep from collapsing.
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When he saw the picture that was presented to him, namely a defenseless Bulma and a weakling who bent over her and fondled her, he became angry. The anger helped him stand up. Yamcha, utterly looked at him in shock.
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Vegeta grabbed his collar and went to Bulma's balcony and threw him down, then he stumbled back to her bed and put her in a comfortable position (she was only half on the bed before).
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"Thanks Vegeta!" she still had tears in her eyes "It's okay ... well ..." Vegeta said, but then collapsed on top of her. "VEGETA !!!"With the last of her strength and the greatest effort, she dragged him into bed with her.
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<Oh no! We can both barely move and my parents are still on vacation ... What should we do now? > Bulma fell into a restless sleep.
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She woke up in the middle of the night. The first thing she saw was Vegeta, who had sat up in bed and was trying to get up. "Vegeta! Lie down! You can hardly move!" "Shut up, woman!" he tried to say as angry as possible, but you could clearly hear the effort in his voice.
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He staggered to his room, but then came back. He sat on the edge of the bed, lifted Bulma's head with one hand and put a magic bean in her mouth with the other. Suddenly she was fine and she pulled Vegeta into her bed; she herself knelt beside him. "Where did you get it?" Vegeta tried to smile "Gave me ... Kakarott. However ... only ... this one ..." and with that he passed out again."You're such an idiot! Why didn't you take these yourself ?! If you die here now, I'll never forgive you, because ... I love you ..." Bulma got the bandages from Vegeta's room and took care of him as best she could.
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The next day she called the doctor "Hmm ... I've never seen anything like it! It looks like he was shot at with a laser cannon." Bulma looked depressed at the floor. The doctor re-bandaged Vegeta and gave him a pain pill. "So now he will hardly notice any pain and sleep peacefully." "Can I do something for him?" The doctor smiled at her, "You could make him something to eat." "It's good ... you go better now ..." and with that Bulma went into the kitchen and the doctor left the house.
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When Bulma returned to her room with some soup, Vegeta was lying awake, staring at the ceiling. “Why didn't you fight that weakling?” Vegeta knew the answer, but wanted to hear from her that she couldn't fight back.Bulma looked at him in surprise. "Because I couldn't! I was hurt !!" "And why were you hurt? You didn't get anything from the energy ball!" Vegeta looked deeply into her eyes, but she avoided his gaze. "No ... it ... it ... it was Yamcha. He wanted to hurt you even more or even kill you and ... and then I threw myself in between and then I hit the wall and couldn't move and then ..." "That this weakling could put me down like that ... It's all your fault !!! "" WHAT? WHY ?? "" Because of you, I reduced my fighting strength! "Bulma sat up in front of her bed, in which Vegeta was lying up. "YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO SHUT IT DOWN !! AND I DIDN'T ASK YOU TO FOLLOW ME !!!"
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"I HAVE REDUCED MY COMBAT STRENGTH IN ORDER NOT TO INJURY! AND YOU WERE GLAD TO FOLLOW YOU !!!" "Yes! But ... why? Why did you follow me and why didn't you want to hurt me? You Anyway, everything doesn't matter except your pride!"Bülma just wanted to hear one thing from him now. Vegeta sat up in pain, grabbed Bulma's wrist and pulled her down to him." There are also things that I care about and you are one of them! " "Do you mean that seriously? "Vegeta said nothing and just looked at her. Bulma knew immediately that he was serious and smiled. She put the plate on the bedside table, put her hands on his cheeks and kissed him. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her on the bed ...
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Oh, okey ... he's something ... uh ... short!
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Sorry !! Tomorrow i can
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probably not continue writing either, because I have become one
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Volleyball tournament has to ... But soon (maybe today) I'll start
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start a new story. See you!