Sick Vegeta, Nurse Bulma - Written by Vegeta-Saiyajin-no-ouji

Chapter 3

There was Vegeta curled up in the fetal position, his arms clutching his stomach and looking deathly pale with his eyes clenched tightly together, completely covered in a thin sheen of sweat. Bulma hurried over to his bedside where he lay curled up and moaning from the pain. It's cause was unknown to the blue-haired genius.

Bulma sat on the edge of his bed and turned on the light then proceeded to feel his forehead. He was burning up. His face felt like a furnace on the highest setting. Though Vegeta's face was hot, he was extremely pale. You could clearly see the perspiration on his face and under his eyes, which were darkly underlined with rings.

"Oh Vegeta.what's wrong with you?" Bulma whispered to him. Her voice wavering and concern for the Saiyan prince clearly evident. Vegeta didn't respond to her, other than the noises he was making when another wave of pain hit.

"AHHHHRRRG!!!!" Vegeta's sudden outburst gave Bulma a big fright.

"EEEP!" She recovered quickly and she decided to give it another shot. "Vegeta, Vegeta, look at me. Say something Anything. You big lunkhead." Bulma's eyes began to tear up. She thought she might get a response if she insulted him. It always works. Although her comments lacked their usual intensity. Bulma stroked his cheek in a hope that, that could somehow help to relieve him of a bit of pain.

"Shhhh. Its gonna be alright 'Geta. I'm here now. You probably don't want me to be, but I am." A few seconds later Vegeta slowly unfurled one of his arms from his stomach and reached out towards Bulma. He managed to grab her thigh and pull her towards him. With that done he nuzzled his face into her stomach and mumbled something.

"What's that Vegeta? I can't hear you." Bulma whispered softly. Vegeta turned his head ever so slighty and scrunched his face up tighter from the pain.

"It.hurts.my body..all over.make it go awayyy..Ahhrrrgg!! The pain.too.much.wom-.Bul..ma.." With this said he promptly passed out.

"Oh kami. Please let him be alright. I don't want him to die. Don't die Vegeta! DON'T DIE ON ME YOU.YOU BAKA!!!" Bulma finally broke down and wept. She pulled him into her lap even further and laid her head on his, leaning back onto the headboard. Taking in his musky scent that had the smell of sweat mingled into it, she began stroking his temple to help keep him calm.

Bulma wasn't going to sleep tonight until Vegeta had gotten a bit better. She started to sing a song she felt was soothing to Vegeta, and a little while into the song she noticed that the grip he had on her thigh had loosened up slightly. 'Wait! On my thigh! He grabbed my thigh?! I didn't do any thing to stop him either. Probably because hes sick. Yeah that's why. No . Its up too high. I think I like him a lot more than I'm willing to admit to myself. I. Like. Vegeta. I like. Vegeta. I Like. VEGETA! Oh kami. I have feelings for an evil, self-centered, egotistical, cold hearted bastard. Kami. And you know what? I don't care! I like Vegeta!' Bulma thought. "No. this is way past a simple crush. Not after that kiss and all those flirting games we play. I think I LOVE him...'

FLASHBACK

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Vegeta stormed into the room that Bulma was in, which happened to be the lounge.

"WOMAN!!! THAT BLASTED THING YOU CALL A GRAVITY MACHINE IS BROKEN AGAIN!!! FIX IT NOW!!!" Bulma set her book down on the coffee table and stood up.

"Listen you short- arse monkey prince!" She yelled while walking towards him. "First off my name is Bulma! Not woman!!! B-U-L-M-A!!! Secondly, I hate the way you treat me. I just want some respect from you. If you be a bit nicer to me, then maybe I'll be more willing to fix the GT and make you food! Ve-ge-ta!!! Bulma stretched out the syllables in his name.

Vegeta, of course, was not affected in the least. He was used to the onna's outbursts. He knew what set her off and loved to do it. He loved the way her azure eyes sparkled and the colour tone deepened when she went off on one of her screaming fits. He loved the way she stood up to him and the way her face flushed when she was mad. He loved the way she showed the Saiyan-like tendancies. But he would never tell anyone these thoughts. He was too prideful. He could let no one see he had feelings for the little blue-haired woman. It was a weakness.

"Vegeta. I'm not fixing it now." Her voice having calmed. Vegeta walked up to Bulma. Their noses were almost touching now.

"What will it take to get you to fix it woman?" He asked sexily. One hand's fingers touching her hip and the other near her thigh.

"Uh..umm. You h-have to treat m-my family and m-me with more res-respect, and call me by m-my name." Bulma was clearly stunned by his actions. 'Perfect. It will be much easier to get her to comply if she is embarrassed or confused.' He brushed his lips against her cheek until he came to her ear. Once there, he flicked his tounge out just behind her ear and nipped her earlobe.

"Very well." He moved his face from her ear and pushed it into the hair above it and took in a deep breath of her scent. She smelt like strawberries. Vegeta put his face back in it's original position and whispered to her

"I suggest you fix my gravity room if you want to live through the android attack. Bulma." With a brush of his lips against hers, Vegeta looked her in the eye and smirked. "Now."

Bulma only nodded her head stupidly at him, her eyes looked a slight bit glazed over. In the blink of an eye he had teleported back into the GT. She still had this look on her for the next 5 miniutes. Needless to say, he wasn't very happy about the wait.

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END FLASHBACK

Bulma looked down at the still pained Vegeta. She put her hand on his forehead and felt his temperature. It had lowered quite a bit since she was reminiscing.

"Poor guy. No one should be in this much pain." Bulma lent down and kissed his closed eyelid softly. Vegeta's eyes fluttered open at this action and tried to focus on the face before him. It was all blurry. Soon it had passed and his eyes began to focus. Out of nowhere, another convulsing wave of pain hit him, searing through his skin and making his eyes roll back into his head and sending his body into a shuddering spasm of movement all the while clutching onto Bulma as if she help ease the physical and mental torment his body was suffering. Bulma's tears ran freely now.

"Vegeta what is wrong with you?! Please, tell me. I can't stand to see you suffer like this!" His eyes travelled laborously up to hers.

"Why. Bul-ma? I'm..a jerk to..you. Why do you.even care?" Now this was something different. She wasn't expecting for him to question her.

"Uhh..it's well.because I...DAMMIT VEGETA! I LOVE YOU!"

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