Hi everyone! sorry this took so long to come out but i had mid-terms and family stuff. Now that's that over i should have more time to write.

Bulma woke up feeling more peaceful than she had ever felt before. She woke up to a most wonderful day. One thing above all made this day perfect.... the hope he would stop by. That man. He took her in his arms and held her calming her soul. When he held her it felt like they were the only two people in the world. It was like magic. She felt safe and protected in his arms.

His black eyes were like fire. He was not one to mess with. But last night he showed her there was a good and gentile side to him. Could this actually be love?

Love. What was it like? She thought she was in love before. Anything she had felt for Yamcha was nothing compared to this. Love how would she know when she finally found it? As a little girl she believe was a burning desire that kept leading you to that person. A need that would not take no for an answer. Did she feel love for that dark handsome tyrant? Or was she just being too dramatic at the moment?

No. This is not love. Love is really knowing the person. Love is not about looks. Love has no barriers. Love is accepting his faults and accepting him the way he really is. She didn't know him. Yet......

'What am i doing i got to get out of here'

Bulma's thoughts had been interrupted by a door opening. It was Vegeta. He looked calm. Silence. Not a word uttered by each other. Their eyes meet. The silence was torturing. It was too quiet like the calm before the storm.

"Hi" she said in a low voice

He didn't answer.

"What is wrong with me?"

"Nothing anymore," he took a deep breath" before you were in a coma all your cuts and burns were healed in the regeneration tank and then you were brought here."

"Regeneration tank?" she asked

"It's this device that heals." He said "The fire. How did it start?"

"Wow you really get to the point don't you. I don't know," she said "All I remembered before the fire was glass breaking and that's it."

"My men found this," he said as he handed something to her.

"This.... It's a bomb," she said while examining it.

"Who? Tell me a name," he said in a commanding voice is anger rising with each word.

"You think I know! All I know is that I'm stuck on some barbaric land and can't get out because mister royal pain in the a$$ feels that's it's his duty to yell at me for answers that I do not posses!" she said not knowing why she let her anger flare at that moment.

He gave a look of disbelief at her. How dare she mock him. He didn't know what to do. He didn't want to hurt her. So he turned to leave.

"I'm sorry. I hate hospitals" she said in a whisper hoping that he would sit down next to her and forget what she just said.

He kept walking.

Vegeta walked to the training grounds. He needed to burn some of the anger that woman caused. He wanted so badly to get rid of her. She cause him to feel like his mind was going to explode.

His trail of thoughts halted as he arrived. He watched the boys training. All of them trying their best in the hope to get stronger. Boys as little as 5 years old. All of them had to endure brutal training. Life was tough and so were they.

Vegeta shook his head and headed to his special training chamber. He needed to relax. It was time to get serious. That is why he loved this place so much, everything else didn't matter here. He was the only one here. The strive to get stronger. He loved it.

" Agh! I refuse to stay here," said Bulma on the top of her lungs.

She got out of the hospital bed and decided that it was time to explore.