In Your Dreams

Chapter 21

In Your Dreams: Chapter 21

Goku thought for sure that everything would be fine now that Dr. Villa was dead. He'd wake up the next morning after their ordeal and resume the life he'd had with his family and friends before everything went away....

But this was not the case.

The next morning Goku woke up with the worst cold he'd ever had. Bulma told him it was to be expected. After all, he'd been in freezing conditions without any ki to protect him from the elements, and now he was suffering the consequences. After bringing him extra blankets, a bottle of Aspirin, and some hot soup, Bulma officially declared the Saiyajin in quarantine and left him to recover on his own.

Goku had been napping all day long, but every now and then something would wake him up. At first he wasn't sure what it was; because by the time he became fully conscious the sound had stopped, but it happened again when he was awake, and Goku clearly identified the pitiful wail of Vegeta's voice drifting in from down the hall.

''Woooomaaaaaan!! I'm dying!''

Bulma's voice could be heard approaching the older Saiyajin's bedroom, and Goku couldn't stop from laughing at her response. ''For the last time, you baby, you have a cold! I know you've never had one before, but it will go away on its' own!''

There was a loud sneeze followed by another anguished moan and muffled curses, then silence.

Goku thought the drama was over, and so he gathered his favorite pillows around himself and prepared to go back to sleep. Just as he began to drift off, however, his bedroom door swung open and it hit the wall with a loud smash. The young Saiyajin's eyes flew open and he quickly sat up in order to see who had so loudly entered his room, and he couldn't stop the smile from spreading over his lips at the scene that greeted him.

Vegeta stood just inside the door. The older man was shivering, even though he had a thick blanket wrapped around his body, and his hair was sticking out in all directions. Bloodshot eyes glared at him, even though the sniffling noises made him seem less than intimidating.

Vegeta pointed an accusing finger at Goku and spoke in a nasally and congested voice. ''You are responsible for this, Ka...Ka.... -AAACHOOO-... Kakarotto!''

The younger Saiyajin sweat dropped at the pathetic picture in front of him, and he rubbed the back of his head as he chuckled. Bulma poked her head out from behind the prince and she smiled at him.

''I hope you don't mind, Goku, but I thought it would be easier if Vegeta just stayed in here with you until you were both well again. It'll save me some trips and maybe keep this baby quiet for awhile longer.''

Vegeta glared at the woman as she grabbed a handful of his blanket and pulled him into the room with it. ''Miserable onna. I'm not some child!''

''Well, you could have fooled me!'' Bulma pulled back the covers next to Goku and promptly shoved the Saiyajin onto the mattress. The older man squawked as he tumbled onto the bed, but he didn't have an opportunity to give the woman a verbal thrashing before she threw the blankets over him and moved back to the entryway.

''Alright, you two! Get some sleep and get well. I'll bring you more soup in another hour.''

With that Bulma closed the door and left them alone.

The two Saiyajins stared at the spot the woman had stood in awkward silence before they slowly turned their heads to look at each other. Goku was finally the one to break the silence by sneezing into a tissue he'd had fisted in his hand, and Vegeta arched back away from him as if afraid of being bitten.