Dangerous Bond

Chapter 37 : Two birds with one stone

"Vegeta!" Bulma burst into the room he was in, "We need to go faster!"

"Why?" He replied.

"Because, there's that vial of the poison Yamcha put in you in my lab and we might be able to make an antidote from it." She explained and started to pull him toward the bridge.

He walked with her, finaly realising.

'That's it. That's what I was forgetting...' He glanced back at the sickbay, 'I'm not going to end up like her, am I?' He wondered.

Suddenly he felt mildly sick, not because of the poison, but the fear of ending up like his sister currently was. All his life he had relied on his great strength to support him, his ability to keep most others away. But you couldn't fight a poison with ki and strength. He felt as weak as a Chikyuu-jin. All of his built up power was useless in the face of this new danger and he, Vegeta-Ouji, was afraid. No matter how much he tried to hide it, he was scared. But if Bulma could stop it...

He pulled free of her grip and half-ran up to the control panel, sending the ship flying toward Earth far faster than was safe. But still, he was sure that he could control the ship. A shame that he couldn't control something in his own body...

Bulma came up behind him, watching the buttons he hit to speed up the ship.

'I just have to learn how to do this.' She thought to herself, 'Once all this is over and Kiyashi and Vegeta are better I'm gonna get him to teach me...' Her mind wouldn't let her think for a second that the two Saiyans might actually die. The word was taboo in her head.

Beside her Vegeta guided the ship through the atmoshpere, slicing off large ammounts of speed as they neared the ground for another perfect landing. He had no time to boast.

Together Yamcha and Vegeta carried Kiyashi into the laboratory, trying to keep her as comfortable as posible during the shift. Meanwhile Bulma fetched the vial from its shelf, peering in at the evil liquid. There wasn't much in there, she could only hope it was enough... Bulma Briefs soon had the seven best Biologists and doctors from CC in the room and was ordering them to make an antidote, FAST. They quickly split up the tiny ammount of liquid, Bulma taking some for herself.

'Duplicate it.' Her mind suddenly ordered.

'Huh? But that takes a week. It'd be worthless by then...'

'Do it anyway!'

Surprised by her weird mind-fight, Bulma put her portion of the poison in a metal test tube and placed it in a small box-like machine and flicked it on. The box clicked and whirred like her computer did when she started it up and created a counting down timer on the side.

"168 hrs" It read.

'Why did I do that again?' She wondered to herself, then went over to the other scientists to see if they needed anything.

Vegeta stood beside his sister with a sweat soaked towel. Yamcha had gone off to get another one and a bucket of water and the prince was awaiting his return. At least the weakling had some uses... Vegeta blinked hard as his head started to throb. He glanced up at the clock on the wall to see what time it was, hoping to dismiss it as fatigue. The green numbers only said seven. And now the Saiyan felt his whole body start to tremble uncontrolably. No pain yet, however. He suddenly felt dizzy and nautious, sitting down for fear of falling. He took deep breaths as he tried to return himself to normal but his breathing soon became quick and shallow against his will.

'Damn it...' He cursed to himself, swallowing a mouthfull of bile.

Bulma looked up from watching the head Biologist's work, hearing Vegeta's thoughts and feeling his discomfort.

"Shit." She whispered and hurried over to him, placing a comforting hand on the prince's shaking shoulder.

Yamcha appeared and set down the bucket and towel. Bulma snatched both immediately and wiped the ailing Saiyan's face with the cold water. He wasn't as bad as Kiyashi, but she didn't want him to even get close to that stage. She glanced over at the Saiya-jin no Hime, but she had stopped her wild thrashing. Good, that HAD to be a good sign.

"Yamcha," She ordered, "Get all of the scientists coffee or chocolate or something that'll give them a sugar or caffeine high, got it?"

"Yeah." He was about to go when his eyes fell on the silent Saiya-jin no Hime. "Oh shit." He whispered, "Hey, Bulma? Whne they finaly make some of that antidote stuff give it to Kiyashi first, okay?"

Bulma frowned, "But she looks okay right now..."

"Trust me, she's not." He replied and sprinted off out the door in search of coffee.

Bulma watched him go before turning her attention to Kiyashi. The female Saiya-jin elite looked fine. Her breathing was regular and she was no longer sweating or writhing. A moan of pain brought her attention back to Vegeta.

"I guess it's my turn to pay nurse, hey?" She whispered to him, then brought the towel to his forehead.

"Bulma..." He managed to croak and opened his eyes a slit.

The pain showing in his ebony orbs brought tears to her eyes.

"It's all right, Vegeta." She shushed, "You'll be better soon, I promise."

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