Disclaimer: I do not own dbz and bla bla bla...

A/N: First of all, I need to say that I'm brazilian, so English is not my native language. Please, correct my grammar, please! This will be yaoi and possibly lemon, and the pairing is Mirai/chibi! Such a wonderfoul couple, isn't it? If you want me to continue this story, please let me know! Write to Hogwarts-Gryfindor@ibest.com.br I hope you like it!

"Me and Myself"

When Mirai Trunks decided to use again his time machine, he had a simple wish: to see Vegeta, at least one more time. Bulma thought he had all the right to do it. She would be fine, as she herself had stated. Since Cell and the cyborgs had been defeated, she had been working in helping the poor people who lived in the streets, homeless due to the distruction, the hopeless chaos caused by the now dead enemies.

Capsule Corporation was now full of children without their parents, and Bulma had employed some people to help her take care of them. She really enjoyed playing with them, feeding them and doing all she could to make them happy again.

So, she was always busy, and never alone, witch left Mirai Trunks free to "travel" for some time, if he wished so.

And that's what he did.

Fifteen years had passed since the end of Cell's game, won by Gohan.

"It means", thought Mirai, "that little Gohan must be an adult now."

He smiled. It would be like seeing his master again.

Vegeta would certainly be the same proud, arrogant person, but Mirai didn't care, he missed his father so much.

Bulma, without any doubts, was still the brilliant, strong woman he knew.

And then, there was his baby self. Himself.

Probably must be in his teens, now.

Mirai shivered. He would have the chance to talk to himself. Although the idea seemed weird, deep inside he was looking forward to it. Even as he had been close to baby Trunks, many years ago, a strange feeling had traveled across his veins and somehow found its way to the very deeps of his soul. Especially when he had looked right into those incredibly blue eyes, so much like his own, and yet, something was different. He wished to know where was the difference, but he was sure of one thing: this difference was not physical at all.

A very unique and special feeling. It scared Mirai, even so he liked it.

And there he was, back to a dimension where his father still lived. Very slowly, he began to fly towards Capsule Corporation, enjoying the sight of a world untouched by those cyborgs's hands.

"'Cause my world," he thought, "is still healing".

Then he arrived. At Capsule Corporation's garden, Vegeta, Bulma and a little blue haired girl were already waiting for him.

"We sensed your ki", Vegeta explained.

Bulma ran to him and hugged him tight, and introduced him to his sister, Bra.

"She's also your sister, you know", she said firmly, and Mirai smiled while hugging the little girl.

Vegeta growled something like a 'hi' and went back to his training.

"Don't worry, he'll talk to you later. He's been a little more talkative, but only a little, you know, or it wouldn't be your father."

"Yes, I understand', Mirai smiled, before looking around.

"And where's chibi?"

"At Goten's house. Oh, Goten is Gohan's little brother. He's one year younger than Trunks.", Bulma informed when she saw Mirai's surprised face.

"For now, come inside and tell us about you and my other self. Wanna eat something? You must be tired, and.

"Mom! A time travel only takes a few seconds! I'm not so tired!"

Meanwhile, the other z warriors had sensed the familiar ki and were flying towards C.C.

Chibi Trunks and Goten were really excited to meet Mirai Trunks, the warrior who had surveyed in another dimension's future.

Chibi, of course, was curious about his other self. 'I wonder if he's really like me', he thought as he flew, trying to remember something about Mirai. But he couldn't, for he had only been a baby when he saw Mirai.

When chibi and Goten finally arrived, Goku, Gohan and the others were already there, talking and listening to Mirai, who seemed delighted at seeing his dead master's other self. He had hugged Gohan and tried to hold back some tears.

"Hey, boys! Look who's here!", Goku said, pointing at Mirai.

"We know, dad! That's why we're here!" Goten answered, staring surprised at Mirai Trunks. 'They're identical, but Mirai is a little bit taller and his hair is longer, I guess.'

"Uh, hi!", Mirai said, noticing chibi's intense gaze at him.

Actually, Trunks was static and bewildered. Of course, he knew it already. He knew there was another Trunks.

But.

Being able to see his own mirror alive.not his twin or anything like that, this was himself! And yet, there was something about those blue eyes, something unknown to chibi.

"Trunks, at leas say hello!"

Bulma's loud voice startled chibi and he managed to say 'hi' without letting show all the strong feelings witch were dancing inside him as if they had always been there.

Joining the others, Trunks started listening to Mirai's sad stories about a destroyed future that was slowly being saved by its people.

"Mom works hard, we had this idea of bringing homeless children to our house, and since C.C. is such a big building, many children live with us. Mom and I build them toys, and I even learned how to cook. Sometimes I read them stories or play hide and seek. The feeling of making those orphans happy is what keeps me alive, you know.

Trunks listened and listened, and it was now very clear to him that a big barrier separated him from his other self. This barrier's name was responsibility. But now, he couldn't care less.

Fascinated, he was fascinated by such a strong soul.

Was he, Trunks, so strong like this? If he had to pass trough the same situation, a destroyed world. would his strength be enough? Because, physical force alone could not do all the job.

And Mirai seemed to have both.

To be continued