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

Triangle of Kisses

Chapter 8

Gohan leaned back against a tree and looked over at the other teen, his friend, who stopped and turned. "Mirai, do you mind if we sit?"

Mirai smiled with his blues shining. "No chibi."

"You said you wanted to talk to me."

"Hai." The lavender teen moved closer as they found a grassy patch where they could sit.

"What about?" Gohan asked watching Mirai's face change with a slight smirk.

"You"

Gohan frowned some tilting his head up to meet the sky as a single rain drop landed on his cheek. "Is this about me being with your father?"

Mirai eyes shone as he soaked up the good looks of his friend. "And if it is?"

The younger boy turned back to his friend next to him. "I've already told you before, I'm sorry but I…"

"What! What are you scared of chibi?" Mirai interrupted with a hint of his own father's cockiness in his tone.

"But Mirai I've already been claimed and I want to be true to him. He is my mate and I love Vegeta. I don't want any fighting done over me. It's not worth anyone dieing for." Gohan said honestly

"Gohan, you're worth so much more than what he could ever give you. I would gladly face death if it meant a chance of having you back." Mirai moved in closer.

"You told me yourself you still have some feelings for me. I can feel it when you're near me. No Gohan, this is something that can't be stopped until it's over. Even if it means one of us has to die." Mirai's blues watched the younger teen washed with concern for his mate and his first crush.

"But…" Gohan was cut off with Mirai capturing his lips in a bruising kiss as he forced himself on top of the younger boy. Mirai's desires to take the boy was growing with the scent the boy was emanating. Mirai held the stunned form down, trapping the boy's arms at his sides.

"Chibi…" Mirai moaned into the soft skin of his long lost koi before another stolen kiss with enough force behind it to bruise. He could feel toned muscles flex under his thin shirt as the boy tried to free himself. Gohan couldn't get his body to react fast enough. His mind and needs were at war with each other as his fever pushed away any hesitation he might have had.

When Mirai broke the kiss Gohan was met with smoked blues."M-Mirai… s-stop." Gohan pleaded with the weight of the other boy on him. He knew that with what was happening he should push him off but his desires were swelling inside of him wanting Mirai to take him.

"G-Gohan you want this as much as I do." Mirai purred as he planted soft kisses over the boy's neck as he nipped at the sensitive skin sending the boy into a shiver his hands pinning the boy down beneath him.

"M..mirai" Gohan moaned as his mind was being overwhelmed. All logic and common sense was slowly slipping away.

Mirai ran his white canines over his father's mark on the boy's neck sending a shiver through the teen beneath him. The need to reopen with his own mark was strong. "mine." He hissed as he raised his teeth.

"N-No M-Mirai…p-pleeeaaase." Gohan's mind was fighting for control and in doing so he opened up a channel through his bond to his mate as he screamed his plea.

"Don't fight it." Mirai purred as he ran his canines over the spot again sending another shiver down the younger boy's spine. Gohan squirmed to get himself free from the lavender hair's grip.

He could feel himself wavering as his dark lashes closed. His body heat was rising and his musky scent blanketed them both in a cocktail of heated desires, a lethal mix when added with Mirai's burning weight.

Saiyanjin instinct fought its way to the surface as ancient rules of survival fought for the existence of the Saiyanjin race, a powerful law of endurance and supremacy. Overriding all ningin ways as the young Saiyanjin reaches his hight his season his needs to be filled.

The strong scent, mixed with the primal rawness of hard fast lust, filled their lungs suffocating the younger Saiyanjin as his body increased the struggle wavering and complaining to be touched.

"M-Mirai pleeeaaase." Gohan panted. It was time. Now he wanted to be taken. He was drowning in his own desires. Mirai could tell Gohan was at his height with his scent pleading to be taken. It was all he needed. He knew if he kept the boy down long enough his body would ache for what it craved for and Mirai knew he would oblige. Raised his sharp canines he went to claim his second love.

Sharp teeth went to reopen a royal claim with his own only to be jolted from his work when a powerful ki blast ripped through the earth surface showering them with rubble.

"What the …?" Mirai spat as he climbed off the lust filled teen who couldn't make sense of anything, only that his needs were aching to be taken. Nothing else mattered now only the desire to be pleased. A low breathless purr could be heard radiating from the boy, a sign to those that knew the ways of their people it was time.

Gohan started to shiver for the touch as it burned inside of him, the need to be pleased. Mirai looked down at the boy. Gohan's scent was driving him insane. He own fire burned to take him fully and now the boy was so vulnerable and willing was eating at him he need to do this and do this now. Mirai lost his focus found himself returning to the boy with a violent powerful kick to the ribs he was sent ploughing back into the nearest mountain.

A powerful Saiyanjin prince now stood tall over his royal mate… his property ….his lover "G-geta." the boy pleaded through heavy hoods before Gohan's mind became completely lost into to his primal instincts alone.

The raw power that the prince summoned snapped and flared around him his sharp pools were firmly fixed on the battle at hand his prey. Vegeta watched Mirai rocketing towards him with lighting speed. The prince dematerialised as Mirai's fist was to meet with his face.

"Running away?" Mirai mocked as he tried to find his father's ki.

"Never" Vegeta spat as he materialised in front of the boy slamming his fist into the boy's jaw ploughing him into the ground below. The warrior elite dived after him. The thirst for blood was high and the scent was evident a claim has been contested by another. Nothing mattered now. It would be a fight to the death.

As a prenatal mate lay on the moist ground, the teen's scent was spiking. He was calling to be claimed. It didn't matter who it was now, only the strongest will be entitled to have him as father and son fight to the death.

…

Through the thickness of the forest the chibi's followed the sounds of battle. The violence that rained over them calling for blood was something not seen by both boys. Their sights shifted to a figure up ahead in the clearing.

"Gohan!"

"Brother" The two chibi's rushed out of the clearing and ran to the teen lying on the grass. "What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know. Help me get him away from them Goten." Trunks went to pull Gohan up with his friends help as a powerful display of Saiyanjin rage built up around them.

"Gohan you've got to let us help you." Goten called. Glazed ink pools washed with fever focused on his little brother.

"G-Go…"

"Come on Gohan someone will get hurt if we don't move now!" Trunks growled still trying to lift up the feverish boy by the arm as the rain droplets turned violent and the wind bellowed with the heavens opening and up drenching them, soaking everything in its path.

Gohan's glazed eyes squinted through the falling rain to see the blurred image of his mate fighting Mirai and then they vanished from his vision as the sound of explosions erupted sending rubble flying. The teen nodded his head and struggled to pull himself up. Gohan used what little strength he had left to get to his feet as the two young boys helped him.

"Quick they are powering up!" Trunk's yelled.

The chibis moved to either side of the teen who using the boys' shoulders until he felt confident enough to move his body on his own, now cooling with the heavy rain. His mind was still no closer to being fully focused as the boys led him away.

As they moved Gohan pushed them on ahead when he heard another explosion of earth close by being hammered into by either his mate or Mirai. He had to get the boys somewhere safe. It was his main concern as he fought to subdue the fire that threatened to engulf him again.

It was slippery underfoot as the giant rain drops turned the earth's surface to mud. Squinting through the haze of rain Gohan could just see the boys as they stopped to wait for him. "No go back into the house I'll be there." He called.

The boys nodded and dashed on ahead. Gohan tripped over a fallen branch and slipped in the mud on all fours trying to get back up looking for something to grip. "Shit." He reached and pulled himself up with the help of a low branch. As he was climbing to his feet he heard a loud snap and then a painful scream.

"Goten"

Gohan raced over to find his brother only to slipped and tripped in his hast. He finally found him pinned under a fallen branch. Trunks was at his side after climbing back up from where he had tripped and rolled. "Squirt, hang on. Trunks help me."

Trunks came over and both of them pulled at the huge partly snapped branch that hung down from its place on the tree. Its heavy foliage was covering the boy from sight and with the smoothness of the bark and the constant onslaught of the rain their job was made difficult as their feet tried to grip the silky skin of Mother Nature.

…

Chichi Please wait up! There's was a good reason. CHICHI!" Bulma's shoulders dropped after trying in vain to stop her friend from leaving. She had come over early with the storm to pick her son up only to find him gone. Bulma's slip of the tongue about Gohan being sick and she put two and two together and gathered that's where she would find her boy.

She knew where to go. She had come across her eldest son and his lover's home one night when Goten was a baby. She had had a change of heart and was going to let the boy have a second chance only to come across the sight of two heathens through the window of their home as they blatently showed a distastefully display of their passion in their living room.

Chichi knew exactly where to go. Bulma rushed back inside after seeing the boy's mother rocket off towards her ex's home in the thickness of the forest. She snatched up her keys and rushed back out to her plane hoping to beat Chichi's air car.

"Blast this!" She cursed as she ran over to her plane.

Chichi was fuming. She would give her son a taste of her true anger. She cursed her eldest son for encouraging the boy. "He knows better. I'll give him exactly what he needs. A good thrashing."

More threats and promises were made as she raced against the storm that bounced her air car around as it slowed her pace. She wasn't going let this stop her. She was going to give her son what he needed a long time ago. She vowed to never let the two brothers see each other again.

"I will have no part of him. Little heathen trying to taint my boy!" Chichi growled

Her yellow car was just a haze in the heavy drops of rain as the sky was blanketed with its deep dark clouds and the flickering of lightning and the rumbling of the thunder as another flash of fork lightning lit up the sky sending a chill and a jump to anyone who was out in the storm that was showing no boundaries to its awesome powers.

"Help me."

TBC…