Title: The Turn Around - Part. II Author: Katigox Date: 27. Jan. 2007 (Thank you guys for the feed back and reviews! And as promised - here's the story)
Disclaimer: This is obviously part. II and also the series Dragon Ball/Z/GT was created by Akira Toriyama . . .

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Bulma stood over Vegeta and tried hard not to wake him up. The nurses had all agreed that his concussion was worse than they had expected and he could be acting funny for a while. But it didn't matter what they said; it mattered what he said.

Was it sincere? He couldn't have just made it up, it had to come from somewhere right?

Vegeta . . . falling in love with her . . .

"Vegeta, what did you mean?," Bulma whispered.

"What are you talking about woman?"

Bulma looked ahead and then turned to face a now-awake Vegeta. His brow was twisted between confusion and anger that Bulma had become so accustomed to. She looked down at her feet and listened to the linen blankets ruffle as he stood up and faced her.

"Do I have to ask you again or are you going to speak?"

Bulma shifted in her chair and closed her eyes. Maybe he didn't mean any of it - Yamcha had said many things when he was drunk and Vegeta's concussion sure made him act drunk. She took a deep breath and raised her head to look directly at him,

"You told me earlier today that you could fall in love with me."

Vegeta's eye twitched ever so slightly and with the upmost restraint managed to reply,

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

Bulma stood up and crossed her arms over her chest, "You don't remember anything?"

Vegeta turned away from her and tried to control his breathing as his heart pace quickened. Did he remember? Not really. He remembered after the explosion though. Seing her above him, telling him everything is going to be allright - or did that come later? Didn't he wake up before this? Fly around a little bit - . . . hug her, hold her in his arms and,

"No, I don't. Why? You want me to be in love with you?"

Bulma picked up on his sarcasm and leaning on one leg, stuck out the other to the side,

"Like I would want your barbaric and crude ass to touch me!"

Vegeta smiled and with a snicker replied,

"Oh you want more from me than just my touch. But don't worry I could never be in love with you-"

"Do entertain me; why not?"

Vegeta stepped closer and with an almost digusted smirk answered,

"You're not worth the agony that love causes."

Bulma looked at him again and found something more than glazed over eyes. She didn't know what it was and actually was a little scared of it but she took a step forward anyways. He on the other hand took a step backwards,

"What do you think you're doing woman?"

"Why are you acting nervous?," she smiled.

Vegeta stopped and grabbed her by the waist,

"You're the one who should be nervous - I could snap you in half right now."

Bulma gently placed her palms on his muscular, yet wounded arms,

"You wouldn't. No matter how much you could - you wouldn't."

His arm flexed beneath her hand,

"Shut up."

"I don't know what's happening here. Whether this is lust, or even love - but I think you are just as scared as me right now,
and that's okay -"

Before she could finish her sentence though, she was cut off by his lips.

It wasn't a passionate kiss, filled with buckets of saliva. It wasn't even a movie star kiss where it looked like both actors would swallow each other whole; it was a test-kiss. A kiss that seemed to test the waters, tiptoing until being reassured that it was safe; and then diving in and slowly getting used to the temperature. Gentle kiss after gentle kiss, it went on until Vegeta finally backed off and found himself genuinly smiling,

"You always did talk to much."

Bulma smiled back,

"Well don't let me start again."

This time she leaned in and they spent the rest of the night testing the waters.