Vegeta in a panic

It was a warm and sunny summer day and Vegeta was, how could it be otherwise, in his gravity room and exercising. At 600g he did push-ups with one hand. "That damn Kakarott, he always interferes in my affairs." Vegeta was not only mad at Son Goku. No, he was furious because Son Goku had dared to command him around the prince of the Saiyajin, who is so powerful. "But I'm the prince, I'm worth more than him. That he dares ..." Vegeta trained even faster. But suddenly Mrs. Briefs shouted "Supper." Suddenly he stopped training. "Not again, don't they see that I need very hard training in order not to be weak. But it doesn't help. I have to go or this strange earthly woman is screaming again." So he got up and went out into the garden and over to the house. When he arrived in the kitchen, he saw that the meal was already ready on the table. Without a word he sat down at the table where Mr. and Mrs.Briefs and Bulma were sitting. And without looking at those present, he began to feed. He didn't eat, he literally shoveled the food into his mouth. Bulma shook her head and began to eat too. After Mr. and Mrs. Briefs exchanged questioning looks, they began to eat too. As soon as Vegeta had started to feed, he was ready again and in his GR to train again. Bulma meanwhile put away the dishes and went to work. For weeks she has been trying to build a robot that can clean the dishes and the house. Only she did not want to succeed. One either broke or the other exploded. And this time it was no different. After two hours she gave up in resignation. Her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Briefs, had set out on a two-month trip to the Canaries. Now she was alone, Vegeta was in his second home, his GR. And knowing him, he wouldn't stop until the middle of the night and start training again very early.When she thought about it like that, Vegeta was a strange person. He wasn't even one, Saiyan ... Was it because she didn't understand him? Vegeta was proud. No question at all, but Bulma sensed, or at least believed it, that he was quite lonely inside his heart. Because life couldn't just consist of fighting, eating and sleeping. If it weren't for Bulma, he would most likely neglect sleeping too. "Oh, what am I really bothering about? I really have better and more important things to do." And so she began to tinker with her cleaning robot again. Meanwhile Vegeta was already at his Zit-Ups and still angry with Son Goku. But even such a proud Sayajin prince like Vegeta had to realize at some point that there was no point in complaining about what had happened. But Vegeta vowed never to make this mistake, in his eyes it was one, again. But just couldn't forget the charm that Son Goku had inflicted on him.Vegeta didn't like you people anyway. The one with their friendship and their love that only made you weak. But he couldn't get away either. Where did it go? Every planet he knew knew the Sayajin well you were glad that they were destroyed with their planet. The handful of the couple who were still alive didn't scare them: why? There were only five of them, and who was supposed to conquer planets, the five of them? But Vegeta knew exactly how strong sayajin can be. That was also something that bothered him, Son Goku, a third-rate Sayajin in his eyes, had defeated him, the prince. And no matter how hard Vegeta tried, he couldn't be stronger than Son Goku. As often as he tried, he trained like a madman, but whenever he thought erb was stronger than Son Goku, he surprised him and Vegeta looked like a weakling again. "But worst of all are still his stupid friends." Suddenly he felt a great power and he knew who was arriving.Vegeta suddenly stopped training because he didn't want Son Goku to see him train. He slowly walked out of his GR and leaned casually against the wall. As he stood there so casually, he saw Bulma scurrying out of the house. Bulma stopped and stopped. Something must have happened, otherwise Vegeta would never interrupt his training. She wasn't sure what to do now. Reluctantly, she approached Vegeta. He got her wrong and turned his back on her to hide the fact that he blushed slightly and when Bulma suddenly started laughing, he got a bit redder. Offended, he turned to her and shouted: “What are you laughing so stupidly!” Bulma, who thought Vegeta was red in the face because he was so angry, yelled back: “Don't let your mood take off on me! Are you up to speed again? "" Nothing at all. In case you haven't noticed yet. Kakarott comes with his "appendages" and your "wonderful friends".Bulma didn't put up with that and hit Vegeta in the face with the flat of her hand, which he didn't mind at all: "How dare you insult my friends ?!" Offended, she stormed into the house again. Vegeta snorted audibly and looked up at the sky. There were already a few points to be seen there, which quickly grew larger. “Great, the idiots are coming.” After a few minutes, Krillin, Piccolo and Yamcha landed. Yamcha approached Vegeta very cool and casual. "Are you still here? You probably have nothing better to do". Vegeta didn't reply because he saw Son Goku land with his two sons. "Well, you probably brought your" cone "with you. Son Goku paid no attention to Vegeta and the six went into Bulma's house. Vegeta meanwhile flew into the mountains to break stones there to dampen his hatred of these people. But at home with Bulma, this lovingly, kissing and hugging, Yamcha greeted her friend. "I think it's great that you're coming to visit me again."Radiant, she led her visit into the living room." What to drink? I'll get you something. "And she went into the kitchen, then came back with a tray and gave everyone something to drink." Well, say so. What did you do during that time? "? After a short break, Son Goku began to report:" We were picnicking at a lake. Suddenly there was a crazy guy with wings and raven hair. The ". Goku stopped because Vegeta was walking past the living room and a door was slammed shut somewhere." Wait a minute, I'll take care of it, "and Bulma walked with an angry look in the direction where Vegeta had gone. Yamcha lifted her Finger and pointed: Three, two, one and punctually at zero you could hear Bulma screaming: "WHAT ARE YOU MAKING UP FOR YOU !!! THAT'S MY DOOR !!!! "But then it suddenly went quiet. Nobody needed a sign. Everyone ran to Bulma, who was lying trembling on the floor, staring in horror at the Vegeta standing above her.He no longer looked like himself. His face was strangely consumed and he looked really threatening as he stood there in partial shade. Yamcha leaned over Bulma, who had now hidden her face in her hands and was crying softly. Nobody said a word and the silence seemed to tear everyone apart. But suddenly Vegeta moved. He did not say anything. He just walked past everyone and out into the night. Nobody said anything or tried to stop him. They were all kind of glad that he was gone. After a while, Bulma got up again and went back into the living room. The others followed her. Yamcha took the floor: "Mmmh, Bulma? What happened now, mmmh, there? You uh know that with Vegeta ...." Bulma didn't answer. She just shook her head and everyone knew this evening had clearly gone wrong. So everyone quickly said goodbye and flew home. Bulma just lay down on the sofa and couldn't believe it. It seemed ridiculous to her that a few hours ago she had thought Vegeta was lonely.Didn't she think that he would have to be good then too? Ridiculous. It was just ridiculous.

Vegeta was no longer seen and Bulma was very happy about it. He would only have pissed her off anyway. But even if she was kidding herself, Bulma missed Vegeta deep in her heart. He with his proud and quick-tempered manner. But whenever Bulma thought of Vegeta, she scolded herself because she was with Yamcha and shouldn't waste thoughts on other men. Especially not Vegeta. But she couldn't help but keep her thoughts coming to Vegeta. Yamcha had called a couple of times to comfort Bulma, but he didn't work out very well. And Bulma somehow had the feeling that she was further away from him than usual. He actually lived only two kilometers away from her, but she had the feeling as if they were worlds or even universes. And so she neglected her work a little and often cried herself to sleep.It's been two weeks since Vegeta's disappearance and Bulma slowly struggled again. Her parents wouldn't be back for six weeks and Bulma missed them very much. She was washing the dishes when she heard a loud bang, followed by loud stomping and another slamming of a door. Bulma was startled. Who could be in the house? Friend? But her friends would say hello and not just go in and disappear into a room. Could it be a burglar? She walked slowly out of the kitchen and down the hall. In a room at the back she heard noises at the door. Very slowly she crept to the room. The door was ajar. With a sudden push, she pushed the door open and stormed into the room. But suddenly she stopped. Vegeta was standing there and he only had a towel wrapped around his waist. The situation was clearly embarrassing for both of them. Bulma was getting redder and redder and Vegeta gave her a curious look. Then he walked slowly towards Bulma.The pictures from the last meeting passed in front of her eyes and she ran quickly out of the room and out into the garden, to her car and drove, without realizing it, to Yamcha home. Once there, she pounded on the door, which opened after a short while and a confused Yamcha stood in the door frame. Bulma pushed past him and quickly closed the door. Only when she was sitting with Yamcha in the living room did she calm down. "Well tell me! What happened? Why are you so excited?" Bulma told him that Vegeta was back and that she had seen him wrapped in a towel. But she said nothing about the previous encounter. Yamcha tried to understand Bulma but couldn't. "What's wrong with seeing you in a towel?"

Meanwhile at Bulma's home. In Vegeta's