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Goten. Not at once you hentais! ^_^
Please Read and Review, minna. ^_^ This is Yaoi!
*huggles Goten* *Vegeta glares* *Huggles Vegeta too* *All happy*
DREAMS CREATION
CHAPTER 4: CONFUSION
Mirai followed Gohan into the main building of Capsule Corporation. He kept his eyes on the back of Gohan, unable to wrench his vision from the older man. 'A wife and daughter? I shouldn't be so jealous. I should be happy for him...' Mirai sighed deeply, putting the emotions behind. Gohan turned at the sound, a confused smile on his face. Mirai shook his head. "It's nothing Gohan. Just...thinking about some stuff."
'Probably about me....' Gohan felt suddenly guilty. 'Have I really caused you that much pain Mirai?' He smiled cheekily at Bulma. "Seems I found your Mirai son."
"I was wondering what happened! Didn't even come back. I got your room fixed," Bulma swatted Mirai's head, taking hold of the violet strands. "Now Mirai, you left poor Goten at the movies."
Mirais' eyes widened. Gohan shot a narrowed eyed glare at Bulma. Bulma shoved the unfortunate Mirai into the living room where he crashed headlong into Goten. Mirai's pulse quickened as the young man held him at arms length, the pressure in Goten's hands building as he gripped Mirai. Goten's eyes were locked on Mirai's, neither young men's gazes straying. Mirai felt weak to his knees, resisting the urge to collapse into Goten's arms. He could almost sense the glare... Mirai withdrew from Goten, blushing furiously. "Uh...gomen."
"Yeah..." Goten whispered and then he saw his brother. If glares were ki blasts, Goten would be dead a hundred times over. (a/n:goten does NOT know about Gohan's feelings) He was confused. Why was Gohan glaring at him? He wasn't able to question the elder demi-Saiyan as Bulma lead him, non gently, from the living room.
Mirai ran his hands through his hair, the uncomfortable silence deafining. He sank onto the leather sofa, legs sprawled lazily, arms crossed across his chest. Goten sat as from Mirai as possible, crowding near the arm of the couch. The lavendar haired young man leaned his head against the back of the couch, violet tresses clinging the material. He glanced at Goten. The demi-Saiyan was advoiding looking at Mirai as he plucked nervously at the cushion beneath him. Mirai once again traced the intricate designs of Goten's face. The honest eyes that were so much like his father's, the high cheekbones, the sweet curve of his always smiling lips. Mirai's stomach knotted and he forced his attention from Goten.
Goten was still embarrassed about the 'incident.' He made a fool of himself and now, Mirai could barely stand being around him. "I'm sorry," he blurted before thinking. Mirai turned towards him, not meeting the pleading eyes. Goten bit his lip, drawing blood. He found himself unable to continue for several minutes, the sheer magnitude of his feelings overwhelming his abilty. "I...I shouldn't have done that it was wrong. I dont...know why I did... I'm so sorry."
Goten was on the verge of tears. Mirai leaned closer, carressing Goten's cheek tenderly. Goten gave a gasp of shock before submitting to the soft touch. He leaned eagerly in, his body wanting to feel all of Mirai. Goten flipped Mirai onto his back, straddling his hips as the lapis eyed prince's breathing deepened. Goten placed his hands on Mirai's wrists, making sure Mirai didn't move. Goten pressed his lips to Mirai's, forcing his toungue into the other's mouth. Mirai moaned, body arching but it was wrong. Mirai stared into Goten's eyes, murky depths passion filled. Goten's hands lifted the hem of Mirai's tank, wandering across the chiseled muscles, fingers squeezing the ruddy nipples. Goten became bolder, one hand traveling to Mirai's fly.
A snarl of rage filled the room, snapping Goten from his lust. Strong hands grabbed Goten and flung him from the panting Mirai. Goten blinked his eyes to see his brother, standing angrily over him and in Super Saiyajin mode. Gohan growled savagely, picking Goten from the floor by the front of his shirt. "What the fuck did you think you were doing?" he asked calmly.
"Uh..uh," Goten stuttered, not sure either.
"It's okay Gohan," Mirai said, fixing his clothes controlling his ragged breathing.
"OKAY?! Kami, Mirai, he just tried to rape you." Gohan dropped from Super and set Goten un-ceremoniously on the floor. Goten retreated from the room, advoiding both men. Gohan sighed and turned to Mirai. "...Why didn't you throw him off?" Mirai shuffled his feet, finding his boots very intriguing. He folded his hands in front of his waist. Gohan watched his friend's flushed face and he felt his heart tighten. "You wanted it?" he managed to whisper, already knowing the answer. 'Of course you wanted it Mirai. Why wouldn't you? You've been alone for the better part of your life. I should be happy for you and not jealous. Am I jealous because you were my...my first crush, my first love? Am I jealous of Goten because he will be able to all the things I wasn't able to?' Gohan stared at Mirai, heart clenching more. 'Because I still want to do all of things with you...because I want to kiss you and make love to you?' Gohan sighed. "Never mind Mirai. You don't have to tell me," he whispered the last sentence before going to the door. "....good luck." Gohan left, leaving behind a confused, forlorn Mirai.
****************** Gomen, this is so short but I'm working on like six other fics. Lol. I will update soon though. Find out if Mirai's going to figure out Gohan's feelings for him!! ^_^ Poor Mirai-chan.
Please Read and Review, minna. ^_^ This is Yaoi!
*huggles Goten* *Vegeta glares* *Huggles Vegeta too* *All happy*
DREAMS CREATION
CHAPTER 4: CONFUSION
Mirai followed Gohan into the main building of Capsule Corporation. He kept his eyes on the back of Gohan, unable to wrench his vision from the older man. 'A wife and daughter? I shouldn't be so jealous. I should be happy for him...' Mirai sighed deeply, putting the emotions behind. Gohan turned at the sound, a confused smile on his face. Mirai shook his head. "It's nothing Gohan. Just...thinking about some stuff."
'Probably about me....' Gohan felt suddenly guilty. 'Have I really caused you that much pain Mirai?' He smiled cheekily at Bulma. "Seems I found your Mirai son."
"I was wondering what happened! Didn't even come back. I got your room fixed," Bulma swatted Mirai's head, taking hold of the violet strands. "Now Mirai, you left poor Goten at the movies."
Mirais' eyes widened. Gohan shot a narrowed eyed glare at Bulma. Bulma shoved the unfortunate Mirai into the living room where he crashed headlong into Goten. Mirai's pulse quickened as the young man held him at arms length, the pressure in Goten's hands building as he gripped Mirai. Goten's eyes were locked on Mirai's, neither young men's gazes straying. Mirai felt weak to his knees, resisting the urge to collapse into Goten's arms. He could almost sense the glare... Mirai withdrew from Goten, blushing furiously. "Uh...gomen."
"Yeah..." Goten whispered and then he saw his brother. If glares were ki blasts, Goten would be dead a hundred times over. (a/n:goten does NOT know about Gohan's feelings) He was confused. Why was Gohan glaring at him? He wasn't able to question the elder demi-Saiyan as Bulma lead him, non gently, from the living room.
Mirai ran his hands through his hair, the uncomfortable silence deafining. He sank onto the leather sofa, legs sprawled lazily, arms crossed across his chest. Goten sat as from Mirai as possible, crowding near the arm of the couch. The lavendar haired young man leaned his head against the back of the couch, violet tresses clinging the material. He glanced at Goten. The demi-Saiyan was advoiding looking at Mirai as he plucked nervously at the cushion beneath him. Mirai once again traced the intricate designs of Goten's face. The honest eyes that were so much like his father's, the high cheekbones, the sweet curve of his always smiling lips. Mirai's stomach knotted and he forced his attention from Goten.
Goten was still embarrassed about the 'incident.' He made a fool of himself and now, Mirai could barely stand being around him. "I'm sorry," he blurted before thinking. Mirai turned towards him, not meeting the pleading eyes. Goten bit his lip, drawing blood. He found himself unable to continue for several minutes, the sheer magnitude of his feelings overwhelming his abilty. "I...I shouldn't have done that it was wrong. I dont...know why I did... I'm so sorry."
Goten was on the verge of tears. Mirai leaned closer, carressing Goten's cheek tenderly. Goten gave a gasp of shock before submitting to the soft touch. He leaned eagerly in, his body wanting to feel all of Mirai. Goten flipped Mirai onto his back, straddling his hips as the lapis eyed prince's breathing deepened. Goten placed his hands on Mirai's wrists, making sure Mirai didn't move. Goten pressed his lips to Mirai's, forcing his toungue into the other's mouth. Mirai moaned, body arching but it was wrong. Mirai stared into Goten's eyes, murky depths passion filled. Goten's hands lifted the hem of Mirai's tank, wandering across the chiseled muscles, fingers squeezing the ruddy nipples. Goten became bolder, one hand traveling to Mirai's fly.
A snarl of rage filled the room, snapping Goten from his lust. Strong hands grabbed Goten and flung him from the panting Mirai. Goten blinked his eyes to see his brother, standing angrily over him and in Super Saiyajin mode. Gohan growled savagely, picking Goten from the floor by the front of his shirt. "What the fuck did you think you were doing?" he asked calmly.
"Uh..uh," Goten stuttered, not sure either.
"It's okay Gohan," Mirai said, fixing his clothes controlling his ragged breathing.
"OKAY?! Kami, Mirai, he just tried to rape you." Gohan dropped from Super and set Goten un-ceremoniously on the floor. Goten retreated from the room, advoiding both men. Gohan sighed and turned to Mirai. "...Why didn't you throw him off?" Mirai shuffled his feet, finding his boots very intriguing. He folded his hands in front of his waist. Gohan watched his friend's flushed face and he felt his heart tighten. "You wanted it?" he managed to whisper, already knowing the answer. 'Of course you wanted it Mirai. Why wouldn't you? You've been alone for the better part of your life. I should be happy for you and not jealous. Am I jealous because you were my...my first crush, my first love? Am I jealous of Goten because he will be able to all the things I wasn't able to?' Gohan stared at Mirai, heart clenching more. 'Because I still want to do all of things with you...because I want to kiss you and make love to you?' Gohan sighed. "Never mind Mirai. You don't have to tell me," he whispered the last sentence before going to the door. "....good luck." Gohan left, leaving behind a confused, forlorn Mirai.
****************** Gomen, this is so short but I'm working on like six other fics. Lol. I will update soon though. Find out if Mirai's going to figure out Gohan's feelings for him!! ^_^ Poor Mirai-chan.