A/N: I don't own DBZ. Rated R

Triangle of Kisses

Chapter 4

"Geta what's wrong? Are you still cranky?" Gohan asked as he got the plates ready to be served.

Vegeta walked up and brought Gohan's hips in for hug. "Your mine" He purred. Gohan smiled and turned around and hugged him back.

"Always" Vegeta smiled feeling a little less threatened in his place and home with his love.

"Good. Don't forget that. When is the food going to be ready? I'm hungry." Gohan chuckled at his mate looking hungrily over his shoulder at the stove full for food.

"Now, call the others." Gohan said pecking a kiss on his lover's nose with a warm smile. Vegeta smirked in response as he released his mate from his tight embrace. How he loved that boy.

Within seconds everyone had entered the room as Gohan finished setting the table. He looked up and watched them take their places before sitting down himself. There was silence as they all dug into their mounds of food.

"Mmmm this is great Gohan. You're a great cook, better than my mum." Trunks chirped while eating.

"Of course he is brat." Vegeta said smugly while shovelling another large mound of food into his mouth.

Gohan just smiled and continued to eat. "Gohan, this is excellent I didn't know you could cook." Mirai said smiling at the teen sitting across from him.

"I had to learn to cook if I wanted to eat. Mum would kick me out of the house for a few days at time." Gohan admitted while taking another bite.

Vegeta snorted "That Onna needs to see the end of a ki…" Gohan frowned at the older man who stopped in his tracks. He knew the prince hated his mother for the way she treated Gohan. Gohan was finding it a constant battle trying to keep him from going after Chichi. This was now becoming a common event for even the smallest of things.

"Geta" Gohan growled.

"Humph" Vegeta snorted again choosing not to look up at Gohan's disapproving face as he continued to eat. Mirai watched the two. He found it amusing how Gohan could get the upper hand on his father.

…

After tea they all helped clear the table before heading back into the living room. After some time Vegeta watched Gohan and Mirai play a game with Trunks on the Playstation. Laughter and cheers filled the room as they battled it out with their chosen vehicle running each other off the roads. It was like this until it was time for bed. Gohan went to show Mirai to his room while Vegeta went to put the demanding chibi to bed before returning for shower. "Gohan, why didn't you tell me about you and my father?"

"Well at first I thought you knew but then I wanted Geta to tell you when he got home." Gohan explained while sitting with his legs bent so he could rest his chin on his knees while watching Mirai standing opposite him.

"I understand, but do you love him?" Mirai asked hoping to hear the answer he prayed for.

"Mirai, you went away. I thought you weren't ever coming back and Geta was here with me when I needed someone in my life. We feel in love. I'm sorry Mirai. It just happened." Gohan explained feeling terrible.

"What about your feelings for me?" Mirai asked looking down in Gohan's eyes searching for the truth. His blues prayed to see something that he could cling to… hope for.

"I still have feelings for you." Gohan said in low whisper as he looked away.

In seconds his chin was cupped brought up captured by soft lips Gohan pulled away with a shimmer of sadness. "Mirai"

"I'm sorry but I still want you." Mirai watched as Gohan pushed up from the bed hearing the shower in the master room stop.

"But I'm not yours to have. I'd better go, Geta will be waiting." Mirai stood up and reached out and caught Gohan's wrist and brought him back in to a tight embrace. His chest pressed up tight against another not allowing any chance for escape.

"Gohan don't be mad. I can't help who I am and I'm not going to give up on you just because of my father. You were young you didn't…" Mirai was interrupted as Gohan orbs grew fearful as he start to struggle wanting to be released.

"Please Mirai… your father." Gohan kept looking over his shoulder for any sign of his older lover as he tried to worm out of Mirai strong grasp.

"What's wrong? Are you worried that dad will see us or that he will try and kill me? I'm not scared I've had to deal with a lot Gohan and have lost a lot. I'm not going to give up on you. Not without a fight." Mirai hugged him closer with Gohan now struggling to get free.

"Gohan!" a voice boomed from the master bedroom.

"Mirai, I have t-to go." The taller demi Saiyan released his hold.

"I will have you Gohan." As this was said Vegeta, with only his navy blue long pants, stared at them from the doorway. Gohan rushed passed his mate not looking back with Mirai standing his ground staring back at his father with the same hard expression. Vegeta gave him a final look, a raised brow before walking off to his room to where Gohan had retreated.

When the prince got to their room he found Gohan climbing into bed. "What was that about?"

"Nothing Ojii-sama." Vegeta raised a brow. What has the boy so worried that he would call him that? Something wasn't right. He could tell Gohan was hiding something and it was confirmed when he climbed into bed. Gohan hastily shifted into his arms in search for the prince's comfort, the way he always would when something wasn't right. Vegeta let the teen nestle up to him with both of his arms around the boy and resting his chin on the boy silky hair. In the dark of the night a quiet whisper was sent to his older lover. "Ai Shiteiru" The prince frowned before pondering the boy's words as the boy relaxed in his protective embrace. A soft purr vibrated from deep within his royal chest soothing the boy even further.

"Ai Shiteiru" A whisper returned. A small smile slipped over the boy's face as he rested listening to his mate's purr. Vegeta's dark orbs gazed up at the ceiling. His thoughts were elsewhere, about his future son in the next room with not too many happy reflections. Feeling safe in his lover's arms, Gohan didn't take long to fall asleep.

The prince listened to his mate's faint breathing, so calm, so peaceful. He breathed in that familiar aroma, that scent he knew so well, so fresh with a hint of the ocean breeze on a warm summer's day. A frown washed over him with another less familiar scent. It was the older brat, Mirai. His chest pulled as it rumbled into a low growl. Eyes narrowed in the dark of the night.

The prince's expression was so easily changed with the shadows of darkness resting on his handsome face where his mask was allowed to slip. His sharpness, his intelligence reigned in those dark orbs. If they could speak they would be yelling their battle cry. It was a very dangerous thing to have the prince of Saiyans, the elite of royals, see you as prey. Gohan's sleeping form shifted in his lover's arms with the vibration of the unsettling growl that emanated from his prince. Vegeta forced himself to relax into a quiet purr sending the boy back into a peaceful sleep. He might be purring for his mate but, tonight, he was at war with his son.

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The next morning Vegeta woke up to find Gohan still in his arms sleeping contentedly. Without wanting to wake him, the prince slipped out of their bed and down to the kitchen to start breakfast.

Moments later a hand stretched out in search of his lover's warmth. Gohan's dark lashes stirred. His black orbs focused on the morning sun filtering through the window giving the room a soft warm glow. Not wanting to get out yet Gohan nestled his face into his mate's silk pillow enjoying the scent, feeling so safe, relaxed with the comfort it brought with dark locks sprayed over the silk pillow slowly he started to drift back into sleep. He was barely aware of the shift in the weight of the mattress at his side. He wasn't surprised when strong arms embraced him once again from behind him snuggling further into the warmth Gohan cushioned himself back into that warmth enjoy the feeling it brought as he was eased and spooned by his love.

The tingling sensation he received with the touch, nip at the ear. "Mmmm" It was nice.

"Mmm koi you smell so… so sweet I could eat…"

Gohan's lids sprung open. His orbs grew wide as he rolled back into a firm chest "MIRAI"

"Koi." Mirai purred, rolling over on top him pinning him down beneath him and the silk sheets as his blues soak up the petrified breath.

"W-what? Where?"

"So surprised. You know it suits you." He purred.

"Mirai! Vegeta will kill you. Quick out!" Gohan pushed him back in his haste to escape. His legs were tangled in to the silk sheets tripping him in mid flight and forcing him into a tumble until he hit the floor with a loud thud.

Clad in only his boxers, the lavender teen boy leaned over the edge of the bed to see a stunned wide eye teen tangled in white sheets below. "What's wrong Koi?"

Gohan eyes grew wide as his head tilted to one side then towards the door. "Shit! He's coming."

Mirai tilted his head feeling his father ki approaching from down stair. "Hmm, so he is."

"Mirai you have to get out of here now!" Gohan growled out as he jumped up with Mirai's keen blues watching every fine muscle ripple as the boy pulled his t-shirt over his head. In his attempt to race out of the room Gohan stubbed his toe. A curse left his lips while leaping for the handle before his lover got to their room. He could hear Vegeta padding his way up the stairs. The whole time he was being watched by amused blues. A smirk slipped on to the lavender haired face as he watched Gohan disappear out the door. In haste the dark hair teen was jolted back about to fall, only to be caught by strong arms and pulled forward into a powerful chest. "Boy"

"Geta" He couldn't stop the high pitch tone from escaping his lips as his lover held him tight. Gohan's eyes darted from him back to the closed door. Vegeta's sharp eyes followed his vision. The proud prince shifted his reluctant mate to one side and with his arm stretched out he forced the door to open. The powerful prince took a step in, his vision narrowed at the messy bedding and the way it angle towards the floor his dark orbs turned to the open window with the curtains waving in the cool summer morning breeze.

Gohan dashed in behind him and peeked around his lover's shoulders. He's gone? The Saiyan prince scanned the room for anything out of the ordinary. His noise twitched. That scent again. Brow drew eyes darkened.

"Geta let's have breakfast." Gohan called pulling his mate back towards the hall to follow him.

Vegeta turned his focus back to the boy again Gohan was doing nothing to mask his fears, his scent, his ki were all fluctuating with fear. The only thing that was masked blocked was his mind covering the truth from him. "Gohan."

Gohan tensed under his name when it came from those lips. "Geta let's get some food I'm hungry." He didn't know what else to say. He didn't want to see anyone get hurt, not because of him not again. He couldn't survive another heart wrenching blow like that, to be responsible for another life.

"Eat then, come." Vegeta watched another light of relief wash over the boy's face. The proud prince breathed in the air. Something was warning him that it wasn't safe to have the boy around his future brat. Warning bells where ringing. Something was changing he could feel it. It was telling him Mirai had to go.

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Elsewhere Mirai was leaning against a tree smirking at the thought of bring his young love back to him once again. But for now it was time to play. The lavender prince pushed off the rough bark and headed back towards the house.

As he approached the cosy home and walked up in through the door he could smell the aroma of food and the sounds of voices coming from the kitchen.

"Morning Mirai" the chibi chirped with a mouth full of food sitting at the table still in his pyjamas. Vegeta was sitting at the end with Gohan next to him. Both looked up to see the lavender teen walk in and grab a plate full of food from the bench before seating himself at the table.

"Morning" Mirai said as he sat. Gohan was watching him when Mirai's attention was distracted by the chibi in front of him, but Gohan diverted his pools before he was seen. But he was seen, Vegeta had noticed. The prince also noticed how nervous Gohan sent was when Mirai walked into the room.

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After breakfast Gohan tried to avoid being in the same room as Mirai or made it a point to have Vegeta close by. He was still unsettled about everything that had happened. He couldn't trust Mirai, or himself for that matter. He knew that Vegeta was his mate and he didn't want to lose him but the stirring of old feelings. At the same time his body felt so flushed as a wave of heat washed over him and just as fast disappeared.

He found his throat thirsting for cool water as his body burned. He was lost and confused with Mirai here. What was happening to him? His mind was foggy. Am I truly in love with Mirai? Gohan found himself lost in his own reflections towards the other teen, but what of his lover… his mate… his powerful royal. Gohan shook the thought from his mind and did what he did best when something was amiss. He would drown himself in work or play.

….

With a hands stretched out and speed behind him he chased an excited chibi in a fun game of tag at the lake side. The proud prince rested his body against a tree His bronze skin soaking up the warm sun listening to the sounds of his son and mate wrestling several feet from in his protective guard. Vegeta opened his lids and his dark orbs were greeted with the warm sight of his son and lover in a mock battle. Royal pools looked up at that cheery smile with its warm glow with the teen's eyes lit with playfulness and innocence that surrounded the boy he grown to love. The proud prince also noticed a change in the boy's ki. It was faint, very faint, but something that was familiar to him. He cursed himself. His memory of his homeland was misty. It had been so long since he was among his own kind, around another full blooded Saiyanjin. Damn this!

Not to far away Mirai lay on his back on the warm grass with hands interlinked behind his head, listening to his once lover playing with his younger self. Under closed lids he listened to the sounds that sprayed the clean air, filling it with sweet innocence. A smile slipped over his face. The person he loved was in reach again. All he had to do was lure Gohan away long enough to claim him as his own and then to convince him to return the claim, a bite, a signature of love.

With the faint scent in the air he knew it wouldn't be long now. Then his father will have lost all rights over the boy. A smile washed over his face, a testament to how confident he felt. How, in a few days, hours, he will have that boy. That was everything he was in the future, his love, he will claim him again. The chibi that had brought back hope and life to him in the past will do it again. He will be mine

TBC…

A/N: Ai Shiteiru I love you