Mirai sat heavily on his new bed, thinking about what happened. He knew that coming back wasn't going to be enough to fix his mistakes, but he never anticipated that kind of reaction from Gohan. He never thought that he would be so cold to him, showing so little emotion in his voice and making up excuses to get away from him. It felt so wrong after everything that happened between them.
Gohan had changed so much. He was taller, almost the same height as his, and he had become an incredibly handsome young man. Just the sight of him had been enough to take Mirai's breath away.
But what had really impressed him were his eyes, those magnificent dark pools that used to look at him with so much love were now filled with pain. They had lost their innocence.
He felt so responsible for that.
But he wasn't going to give up so easily. He didn't travel through time to loose him again.
This time, he would fight for him.
He felt completely lost. Mirai's presence always had devastating effects in his mind and no to mention, in his heart. Just the sight of him had made him forget about the rest of the world. For a few seconds, he was all that mattered in Gohan's life. But then, memories came back to him, all the pain that he suffered because of him, and a question that haunted him ever since.
Why was he back?
He knew that he couldn't avoid him forever. He only prays to be strong enough to face him, to let him know that he's not going to throw himself at his arms, if that's what he hopes for. He wasn't going to risk his heart like he did in the past.
His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.
He got up quickly, almost thankful for the distraction. His mom and Goten seem to have taken less time than usual in the supermarket. How strange.
He opened the door without looking; ready to grab a hundred bags from his mother's hands while struggling to keep his little brother away from all the food.
-Hey Gohan-
That wasn't his mother.
-Mirai-
He really wasn't ready for this.
Vegeta was nervous. The scene he had witnessed earlier was suspicious. The coldness that Gohan had shown towards Mirai had surprised him. He knew that, in the past, the two of them had been really close. In fact, he had to admit that he had been very jealous of their relationship, back at the time when he barely spoke to Gohan. He used to see the two of them talking, laughing, and looking at each other in a way that made him so angry, but he couldn't understand why. It wasn't natural for a saiyan to have this sort of feelings towards his own blood, unless...
How could he have been so blind?
Suddenly everything made sense. Gohan's depression. Mirai's departure.
They had been together.
And now, his son was back, wanting to get Gohan back.
He felt sick.
