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Voices: Joey

Warning: if you don't remember I had fast forward through a lot in the last one cause I'm tired but I think the last chapter was crazy so I'm going to try and make this one a little less out there but I think I'm going to fail at it.

Chapter with more stuff in it!

1 year, that was it, that was all he had to do was 1 year. 1 year trapped in a room with the most feared man in all the universe, no sex, not being aloud to dress in any sort of women's clothing, no blood, and no way out…..shouldn't be to hard right? Little Malk, you've been fucked royally came Joeys voice.

Mirai groaned in his mind. Joey was probably right, sex, art, bliss, freedom, truth, beauty, blood, these were all things he survived on and they had just been ripped from him. It was the blood he needed most, he had no idea what he was going to do without it, attack his own father? If that was what it came to, he was damn sure that Ventrue wasn't going to show up any time soon.

Mirai had no idea if he was going to last a year but he wasn't going to give Vegeta the satisfaction of beating him. He walked towards the blank nothingness looking at it for the first time. His father was right, there were no walls here, it was completely white. Mirai was barely hanging onto his sanity already, this was the worst thing that could happen to him, he wasn't afraid, he was terrified.

People often wondered if he feared anything, well he found his fear, the thing that scared him, real fear not just his phobias. While they are real fears, they were not HIS fears, they were malkavian fears. His only fear was laid out before him. He unconsciously took a step back. Vegeta saw this and had a triumphant look on his face.

"What's the matter, boy? Afraid?"

"No," Mirai lied, "it's just a little unnerving."

"Oh," he said in a piteous tone, "are you not going to last the year?"

"I will be fine!" Vegeta's smirk turned to one of mocking.

"Yes I can see that." Mirai glared at him. Vegeta gave him a more deathly glare. Mirai turned his eyes back to his worst fear but didn't show it. He turned his back to it and walked a little ways toward the kitchen. He opened the door and looked in. There was a giant pantry with a years worth of food. He looked about and shut it. He then opened the refrigerator and just has he had suspected he found no blood. He walked back out. Vegeta saw him and summoned him with his finger and pointed to the nothingness.

Mirai wanted to shiver in fear but managed to suppress it. He took a silent gulp and walked out. The first thing he noticed was the farther out he went the heavier the gravity got. He about stumbled and fell on his ass the first step he took. Vegeta, who had been walking next to him, had not acknowledged the change in gravity, then again he practically lived in the GR. Mirai sneered at the memory of his fathers antisocial nature.

Vegeta saw the sneer and gave him a questioning look. Mirai simply said it was something he had remembered and walked on. Without warning Vegeta snuck up to hims and WAM!! Hit him right upside the head and knocked him right in the back with his knee.

Mirai fell to the ground in shock. He shot himself back up and turned around quickly. "WHAT THE FUCK!?"

Vegeta attacked him again head on with a hit in the gut. He upper cut him in the jaw and pushed his palm into the center of Mirai's chest. Mirai flew back a few steps then finally fell to the floor. "Get up," said Vegeta harshly, "get up or I'm going to attack you while your down!"

Mirai immediately jumped up to his feet and went into a fighting stance. Vegeta then for the first time noticed that his stance had to many openings, he then began to wonder why it was that he hadn't noticed before. Vegeta was going to fix that. He smirked I hope he is a fast learning. He swung his fist back and then with half of his weight he went in for an attack but then switched it up. Instead of going through with the punch he kneed him right below the stomach. Mirai, in all of his shock, landed face first on the ground….again….and realized that he was about to be well acquainted with the tiled floor if this kept up.

"What the hell are you doing," shouted Vegeta. Mirai got up and looked at him.

Vegeta launched for another attack. As Mirai began to block his blows he noticed how sloppy he was. Vegeta fazed above him and brought his fist down on his left shoulder completely dislocating it. Mirai fell on one knee holding his arm. Vegeta brought his foot up to the boys face and kicked him breaking his nose. This is ridiculous! Why the hell had I not noticed how sloppy he was!? It is because I never took the time to over see his fighting ability! Sure I trained with him but I never really paid much attention to what he was doing, I was more worried about my father who I know for a fact is not flawed in his skills. I was so busy blocking him and my father off I never took the time to make sure he fought right.

Vegeta fazed behind the boy, who flew across the room from being tripped then knocked in the stomach, and kicked him in the back. He caught the boy by the collar and drug him back. It's surprising how much time flies by when you are beating someone senselessly thinking to yourself wondering where you went wrong with there training. He mercilessly forced the boy to sit down on a chair and left to find a first aid, which he saw in the kitchen.

He came back and pulled a chair up in front of him. He was pissed at the kid for being so slacked about his style, he had never seen one like his but could tell it was slacked off. Vegeta knew lack of discipline when he saw it. "Who taught you how to fight," he asked harshly.

Mirai seemed to fade out for a moment, "Well first you showed me the basics but disappeared for some time. Gohan took up after that only teaching me what I needed to survive the androids, then I learned a few tricks of my own and put the basic fighting skills in with it and it was like I made my own style of fighting."

"Why has no one taught you how to fight right?"

"Well, I don't know, no one has lived long enough. You had disappeared when I was seven when you disappeared then fourteen when Gohan died." Vegeta only grunted. It was obviously not the kids fault so didn't hold it against him but he wasn't going to accept this either. He wrapped what needed to be wrapped then came to hard part.

"Alright I suggest you lay across the table," said Vegeta, "I'm going to try and do this as painless as possible."

"Wait! WHAT!? What are you doing?"

"Trunk's relax I'm just going to pop your arm back in place!"

"WHAT!? No It's fine where it is!"

"Trunks stop acting like Kakorrot!"

"I'm allergic to pain!" Vegeta was growing tired of this. He grabbed the kids arm but he pulled away and shot the other direction. Vegeta fazed in front of him and slid on the floor tripping him. He fell down on his face and felt a heavy weight on his back. He suddenly realized Vegeta was on top of him and began to squirm forward desperately. Vegeta put his weight on Mirai's right arm and put a foot on his back grabbing the struggling teens left arm. Mirai lifted his right leg in an almost scorpion way. He knocked Vegeta on the right shoulder blade knocking the prince to the floor. He staggered up when he noticed the prince was missing from where he was kicked.

Mirai searched frantically when out of no where he was rammed into the bedpost and shoved back on the ground for the twentieth time that day. This time he landed back fist and Vegeta stood over him. He kneeled down putting one need on one arm and the other on his chest. He grabbed Trunks's arm and quickly shoved it back in place. Trunks's gave out a loud cry of pain. So loud it would break a normal humans ear drums but as fate has it, Vegeta could take louder.

He got off of the boy who shot off the ground. "Fuck you!" he screamed in a rage. "Where the hell do you get off popping arms in and out of place!? What is your goddamn problem!?"

Vegeta was growing tired of his swearing. He took a step forward but Trunks took a step back. "Where the hell do YOU get off with this slacked fighting you are doing!? If you were more disciplined in your fighting that would not have happened! But as it is you seem incapable of fighting right! Everything from you fighting stance to your attacks leave everything wide open! Not anymore, we are going to fix this little problem of yours and if that means we have to spend another year in here then so be it!"

Mirai was in shock, he had no idea what to say. He knew he wasn't the most skilled fighter but he had no idea he was so unskilled it irked Vegeta. Then again he was not a hard person to piss off. Mirai furiously fought back the tears from the pain of his arm. He wiped them off before they escaped his eyes. He watched the angered saiyan stalk off to the kitchen and come back with a bag of ice. He put it on his sons arm and told him to keep it there and sit down.

Vegeta went into the kitchen. He had no idea what to FEED the kid. While he was struggling with his fighting style Vegeta was going to have to struggle with how to take care of this kid. He pulled open the pantry for lunch and saw a box of cereal. He picked that up and a bowl and a spoon and the carton of milk and brought them out. He set it in front of the kid.

Mirai lifted an eyebrow. "Breakfast for lunch? Sounds good!" He set down the ice and began to make the bowl of Count Chocula. He put the ice back on his arm and began to eat with his good arm. It was Vegeta's turn to lift an eyebrow breakfast? He just shrugged. The kid was happy with it so he made himself a bowl. After they finished Vegeta trained a bit more by himself while Mirai slept a bit. Vegeta noticed that he slept a lot and wondered why. He would train the whole morning, eat, do whatever it was he did, then sleep the rest of the day away. He shook his head.

Everyone thought he never really paid attention to what was going on outside of the GR. He didn't pay attention to most things but he couldn't help but wonder what his son was up to all of the time. Last summer Vegeta remembered the gardener put a strange metal device on the grass and attached the hose to it. Water shot out of it and began to slowly rock back and forth. He then saw Mirai sitting on the porch watching the strange metal device go back and forth with the girl who called it as 'sprinkler system'. It was a particularly hot day so Mirai pulled his shirt off and began to run around in the water. Vegeta thought it was the strangest thing he had ever seen but the girl thought it rather amusing.

She jumped from her chair and joined him jumping over the sprinkler laughing with him running back and forth. He followed the two back inside as they took off there wet clothes and put on some dry ones. Mirai put on his dark green pajama bottoms and crashed on the couch for several hours before waking up to eat.

Vegeta shook off the memory and went back to his training wondering why the hell it was that he even cared and why the kids constant cursing was bugging him. He decided that tomorrow he was going to teach the kid to fight properly.

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AWWW a nice trip down memory lane for Vegeta, I think I'm going to make that memory into a side story. Yeah I think it will be cute!!! By the way most of this story didn't even come from me I just sort of threw it into mine cause I think it would work well!