the first thing you get is a hot bath and a sea of ​​lather ..."
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There was a noticeable jolt as the ship went to top speed. With a sigh, she rose and climbed back up. Her repairs had been very conscientious, but since she didn't know what was ahead, it was better to keep a close eye on all the values ​​of the drive, not that the part was flying around their ears.<br />
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She looked at the clock. Three more hours. All of her muscles ached and she still hadn't treated the numerous scratches. After all, there were more important things to do. A crooked smile crossed her face. Before her space odyssey she would never have thought of such a thing, she had always placed great value on her appearance. Now she looked like she had gone through hell, which was partly true. Except that this hell was in the guise of paradise. Her tired face was reflected in a deactivated screen. The strands that had come loose from the braid hung limp and dusty, thick circles around her eyes testified to the past exertions as well as the cracked skin of her hands and the bloody scratch across her neckline.
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She didn't want to think about how she smelled, but that was a minor matter. Now all that counted was this chance, which ironically she owed the Great Guardian of all people.Bulma leaned back and went over the events of the past few weeks. No matter how she twisted it, it somehow came down to the fact that it was ultimately her fault that Vegeta had to suffer so much. If she hadn't let herself go like that, Safrano would never have come into play, then he would never have sent Vegeta on the journey of no return, Vegeta would never have gone blind and they would never have ended up in the clutches of the Great Guardian. That realization hurt a hell of a lot. The only consequence that resulted from this was that she should avoid Vegeta in the future so as not to bring him even more bad luck. But the very thought of never seeing him again brought tears to her eyes again. She didn't want to avoid him, she wanted to be near him, wanted to run into him when he came back exhausted and satisfied from his training and the sweat glistened on the muscles of his half-naked torso. She didn't want to miss that, any more than the sight when he got out of the tub and she accidentally opened the bathroom door to tell him not to throw his stuff on the floor.She wanted it to be like the moment when she almost stood him at the bottom of the shaft, what it looked like in her heart. Feel his warmth and his strength, lose yourself in his clumsy tenderness, surrender to his unadulterated passion - butterflies in the stomach and the heart trembling like a little bird in his hand, ready to climb up jubilantly when he said the redeeming words. .. but also ready to plunge into the black depths if her dream turned out to be a soap bubble and Vegeta broke it to burst ....
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Whatever happened, she would rather sacrifice anything than give up on him. She would tell him, soon, very soon ...
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Three hours later, the spaceship swiveled into the orbit of the green planets as calculated and started to land.
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The inhabitants of this world were amazed when the spherical spaceship touched down in front of their village.<br />
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"That's ...", a murmur went through the crowd and they streamed towards the ship. The hatch opened and a worn out Bulma tumbled out. "I ... was right," she laughed through tears. "This really is your world!"
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“This is it, our new world, our new name.” The senior elder stepped forward and shook her hand. "Welcome, Bulma. What brings you here and how did you find us?"
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“It's a long story.” Bulma's gaze slid over the assembled crowd. "Is Dende there too?"
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“Here I am!” The little Namek pushed his way through the assembly and stepped in front of Bulma. "How is Gohan? Didn't he come with you?"
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"Sorry, Dende," said Bulma, kneeling in front of him so that their eyes were level. "Gohna trains with Piccolo and his father."
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"Is there a new threat?" Asked the Senior Elder calmly.
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Bulma looked up and nodded."Yes, we received a warning from a boy from the future that an unscrupulous scientist is building cyborgs in a secret laboratory that will destroy the world. They are all preparing for it, including Kuririn, Yamcha, Tenshinhan and," she said paused and looked for Dende, "Vegeta."
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As feared, the little one winced at the mention of this name. But Bulma put her hands on his shoulders and swallowed. "That's why I'm here. Vegeta was involved in an accident through my fault, he is blind and seriously injured. I don't know if he would survive the trip home. Dende, I beg you, I beg you, help him!" "
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Dende took a step back. Despite the fact that they had lived together in the House of the Briefs on Earth, Dende Vegeta had avoided the way whenever possible. His cold, sarcastic manner deterred the warm-hearted Namek as well as the violence that seemed to be part of Vegeta's nature.Dende had never forgiven Vegeta for wiping out a village. He turned his head so as not to have to see Bulma's teary eyes. "Never," he said softly but firmly. "That awful Saiyan, I hate him ..."
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Bulma turned to the Chief Elder, but saw only rejection on his face. She released Dende's hands, laid them flat on her knees on the grass, and touched the ground with her forehead. "I ask you with all my heart to forgive him, I love him," she did not see Dende and the senior elder's eyes widening in astonishment, "he has changed, I can feel that. He will change even further if he survives Please, "tears of desperation dripped onto the grass," please, I'll do what you want. "She raised her head and was not ashamed of the salty drops that kept running down her cheeks. "There must be something I can do for you, so that you will forgive him and save him ..."
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The senior elder exchanged a look with another Namek.This nodded suggestively. Hope flickered in her eyes and she continued: "What is it? I do it, no matter what ..."
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"Dende, please go into the spaceship and heal Vegeta," said the Senior Elder. "We have to discuss something with Bulma."
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"But, but ...", Dende no longer understood the world.
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"It is also for your friend Gohan," added the Senior Elder, "he and his father as well as Piccolo will need Vegeta's help. I have an inkling that these cyborgs are the greatest threat Earth has ever seen ..." "
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Dende struggled with himself. Bulma's gaze never let go of his eyes, urged, pleaded, implored him ... until Dende finally nodded. "Fine, I'll do it, but for Gohan."
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With that he ran to the spaceship.
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"Vegeta is in the lower part, he's on the bed!" She called after Dende.
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The senior elder held out his hand to her. "Please get up."<br />
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Bulma was only too happy to be helped. "So what can I do for you in return?", She hardly asked when she was standing upright again.
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"Well," the other Namek with whom the Senior Elder had exchanged views, "it is quite dangerous, though."
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Bulma looked at him steadfastly and pulled back one of her dirty strands. "It doesn't matter. Vegeta has held her head for me so often that a little danger is not an obstacle."
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The Namek shrugged. "It's your decision. It's about ..."
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Meanwhile, Dende had knelt on the bed and put his on Vegeta's chest. The Saiyan looked really bad, Bulma hadn't exaggerated. If he healed him now, he would probably be stronger than before and Gohan would be of greater help.
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Dende clung to this idea when he called on his healing powers and the mild light from his palms streamed onto Vegeta's battered body.You dear little bit, there was a lot more damaged than was apparent at the superficial glance. Dende put even more strength into the healing and the sweat came on his forehead. Although he exercised his powers daily, as the Chief Elder wished, it had been a long time since he had had to heal so severe and so many injuries to a single being. Luckily he hadn't used his strength today, he still had reserves ...
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"He's changed," Bulma had said. These words came to Dende's mind. Images emerged from his time at the Briefs, when he had played with Gohan and Vegeta had just returned from his training. Gohan had simply asked him frankly to give them a training lesson. At first it looked like Vegeta was about to laugh maliciously, but then he had brought her into the spaceship and showed them how to operate the gravity converter.Already at ten G Dende couldn’t move, Gohan, on the other hand, really got into it and even managed to give Vegeta a powerful hook that made Vegeta sway. Vegeta had hit back, of course, and Gohan had crashed into the wall. But little Saiyan hadn't given up and rushed back to Vegeta. Again and again he had been able to land one or the other hit, but again and again Vegeta's reaction smashed him either against the wall, the ceiling or the floor. Dende had only been able to watch in horror the whole time. When Gohan was finally knocked out. Dende had shivered with fear in anticipation that Vegeta would now turn to him. But to his astonishment Vegeta had switched off the converter and carried Gohan outside so that Dende could heal him in the garden. "It's a shame," Vegeta had said to him after Gohan's awakening, "that you can hardly train because of your mother.I don't have a decent partner. "
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With these words he disappeared in the direction of the house. Gohan had looked after him for a long time and beamed. "Dende, did you hear that? I would be good enough to be a partner