| Bulma quickens her pace with Goku knowing deep in her heart that something had just gone wrong with Vegeta. Goku paces the nervously for his friend as Bulma tapped in the codes to open the door to the gravity room. They find Vegeta unconsious on the floor with the gravity at 300 times stronger than the Earth's own. Goku goes in and turns it back down to zero. Bulma kneels down to her husband's side putting her hand to his forhead. "AHHHHHH! That burns!" Goku adds in. "I'm sorry Bulma, if you remember when I got sick when we were little I was really hot too. King Kai told me one time that when Saiyans get sick we have a habit to get it really bad." "I'll say," Bulma mutters. "Help me get him to the house will ya?" "Sure thing Bulma," Goku answers with a smile. ~A FEW HOURS LATER~ Vegeta's eyes flutter open and he awakens staring at the ceiling of his and Bulma's bedroom. "How did I get here?," he wonders. Vegeta suddenly remembers passing out and he curses at himself for being so weak. He starts to get up, but a nausiating wave of pain overwhelms his aching body and he lays down. "KUSO! I thought saiyans didn't get sick! How hummiliating. What is this illness that I have? I can hardly move my body, hurts to damn much." He realizes his day has just gotten worse when Goku comes in with a glass of water for him. "Oh, so you're up now?" "Shut Kakarott and give me that water! I'm THIRSTY!" Vegeta gulps it down in a matter of seconds. "More," he demands. 7 Glasses Later... Goku couldn't help but feel sympathy for Vegeta. He wouldn't want to wish illness on anyone on the count of knowing how painful it was. Now why did that sound so unsual? Vegeta wants so much to punch Goku in the nose and tell him to leave him alone, but he didn't have the strength to yell, his head hurt, and he felt a bit greatful for the water. Bulma walks in carrying a syring and a little bottle with some sort of clear liquid in it. Goku gulps, he hated needles ever since he was a little boy, thank Kami it wasn't for him. Goku puts the eighth glass of water onto the bedside table and slinks off the the door way just in case Bulma got any ideas. "Now stay still Vegeta I'm gonna have to give you a shot to help you get better." Vegeta bites his bottom lip while eyeing the needle with suspicion. From the wild stories Goku had told him. He was lead to believe that needles hurt like hell, he hopes it's not true. Bulma lifts his muscular arm up a bit and sponges an area with alcohol. "Why should I let you stick me with that thing woman?," Vegeta jerks his arm away. His muscles scream with pain. "Damn this illness." "If you fight me I'll deliberately miss and prick you!" Goku shudders when Bulma puts the needle slowly into Vegeta's arm. "OW! DAMN YOU BAKA! THAT HURTS! GET THAT THING OUT OF MY ARM THIS INSTANT!" "Awwww it's just gonna take a second you big baby!" Bulma rolls her eyes. He was just as bad as Goku if not worse. Vegeta squirmed pulling out the needle before Bulma could get all the medicine in him. "Vegeta! Now look waht you did! How are you supposed to get better if I can't even get the medicine in you?" Vegeta suddenly lost his grip on the bed and fell backwards onto the floor. He whimpered sending Goku into a histerical laughing fit. Vegeta fought the tangle of covers trying to get away from the stinging needle. Goku falls onto the floor laughing so hard tears streamed from his eyes. Bulma glares at him, "don't worry Goku, you next!" That made Goku shut up and he hiccuped while scrambling to his feet. Vegeta groaned in pain as the wave of nausia returned making his stomach do flip flops. It amuzed him to see Goku squirming away from Bulma's meedle in fear. He scoots under the bed and refused to come out till the needle was put away. Goku makes a mad dash for the large bed just as Bulma missed grabbing Goku's shirt. Goku scooted in next to Vegeta still hiccuping. Vegeta gave Goku a weak shove. "Go find your own bed to hide under Kakarotto, this is my hiding place!" Goku grinned,"you, the greath and mighty Vegeta hiding?" "Hmmph, I could say the same thing about you Kakarott," Vegeta scowls not in the mood to fight over his aching head. He felt hot and the dizzy weakness returned fullblast. Bulma sighed while laughing to herself. She looks under the bed to find the two saiyans cowering trying desperately to keep a safe distance from them and the sharp object in her hand. "YOU BOTH ARE IMPOSSIBLE!," she yells at them. "Says you woman," Vegeta grumbled while looking a little green in the face. "HEY YOU!" Bulma screamed at Vegeta. "You better not throw up on my good clean carpet or I'll make you clean it up!" Vegeta grinned with his eyes half shut,"just for that maybe I will." Goku hiccuped then laughed,"that would be funny to see Bulma running aroung screaming like Chi Chi. Vegeta couldn't help but laugh at Kakarotto's remark. "That would be funny," he thought. he let out a weak chuckle and Goku looks at him with surprise. "Did you just laugh Vegeta?" "HMMPH! I did not!" "You did too!" "Did not!" "DID TOO!" "Kisama! I'M sick of this childish bickering!" "Then admit you laughed and I'll leave you alone!" "FINE you BAKA! I did!" "Wow, that was almost too easy." Vegeta moaned then the world around him began to spin. He scoots out from under the bed and reaches for the bucket nearby. He shoves his head into the bucket just in time as he made sick gaging noises then threw up the contents of his stomach. He felt very weak and he swayed and began to fall backwards but Bulma catches him. "Goku, call the doctor...I think his temperature is getting higher!" "You don't have to tell me twice *hiccup* Goku dials the number for Doctor Chela Flores just as Vegeta passes out once more. TO BE CONTINUED... |