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A/N: thanks for all of your reviews, that's what made me go on writing! Next chapter will be lemon, I promise!

It was about to rain. Hot days had passed, leaving gray clouds in the sky, but the rain had not come. Mirai Trunks hoped it would come soon; for he hated this unsettled, dry weather.

Resting his arms on the window, he enjoyed viewing the small houses and trees that surrounded Goku's house. The warrior had invited all of his friends for lunch, and even Vegeta had come (how can a sayan refuse food?!).

So there he was, enjoying this afternoon's sky view, and an hour had already passed with Mirai just silently looking at every single thing that happened outside, and also listening to everyone's voice behind him. Suddenly a hand came to rest on his shoulder.

"Hey, Mirai. So quiet today, what's up?" Gohan, with an worried face, was standing behind him.

"Nothing special. I was just admiring the children playing outside, and also the lake."

"A great thing to do. You know, sometimes I forget how beautiful this place is, so calm and quiet. My work takes all of my free time.",Gohan sighed

Then Mirai was silent for some time, and his words came like a thought, as if he was talking to himself:

"I'm afraid, afraid I'll end up loosing it."

"Lose what?"

"I learned to value things, Gohan. Things that people usually see as simple. Maybe, I learned, some things are not that simple. Maybe they are everything. I learned to see it by force. By war." He slowly explained, and Gohan could only keep listening, never breaking contact with the blue eyes.

"But now, things are back to normal again. I'm really getting used to it. That is my mistake."

"What do you mean?" Gohan asked a little surprised by mirai's way of thinking

Mirai Trunks talked full of conviction

"I shouldn't see peace as something normal. Everyone should see it as an wonderfoul miracle, but people don't value what they have. I'll be just like them, I know." And Mirai lowered his sad gaze, tired of talking. But, he didn't notice, Gohan had a beautiful smile on his face.

"That's because we're human, Trunks. You are human. That's our nature."

Mirai opened his mouth, but Gohan went on.

"But you, you are special, for you can see your mistake. Most people cannot. Even if you can't stop yourself of seeing peace as a normal thing, you are aware of the fact that it's a miracle. We know things that we can't do."

Mirai Trunks's widened eyes stared right at him, and Gohan decided to join him and enjoy the 'soon to rain' sky's view.

"Yeah, you're right as always, Gohan. Thanks for making me understand my feeling."

"No, it was nothing. I just told you what I feel. I think we have something in common. We do our best to be happy with things the way they are."

"I wish I could make him understand."

"Who? Oh, wait, I know. You are talking about chibi Trunks."

Mirai was embarrassed

"So, you've noticed?"

Gohan kindly smiled

"I noticed you're close to each other. But it's not worth trying to show him things that you were only able to see by force, as you said."

"Yeah", the time traveler replied, staring deeply at chibi Trunks, who was having fun with Goten. The boys were talking to each other, making jokes, listening to Goten's walkman and both seemed to have forgotten that the world existed. After looking at their excited conversation for a while, it occurred to Mirai that, unconsciously, those boys knew how important a few moments could be. And it was enough to the time traveler, and he became more peaceful with his thoughts.

He went outside for a walk, noticing a few drops of water already falling, and suddenly he saw Trunks coming to him. They were surrounded only by grass.

"Where are you going?"

"Just walking a little."

"Mom misses you, I mean, she said you were 'distant today'", chibi informed, mocking his mother's voice.

At this Mirai Trunks tried to stay serious, but found himself laughing.

Chibi Trunks smirked and sat on the grass, followed by Mirai.

The rain was quietly falling now.

"Thank God it's raining, I hate the dry weather." Stated chibi, and Mirai smiled at him, before pulling him closer. Once more the warmth surrounding them, and chibi wrapped his arms around his older self's neck, pulling him down to kiss him.

Marveled, the time traveler let his younger version's lips cover his own and wrapped his arms around the youth.

They kissed for a long time, enjoying the soft drops of rain falling on them, and very aware of the fact that they were kissing themselves. Strangely, it only made them more excited and love the kiss even more. Now they were used to each other's tongues, and while Mirai liked to slowly caress chibi's mouth, the younger Trunks's kiss was a little more demanding, kind of aggressive. Witch made him think he was in charge, until Mirai licked his upper lip and chibi Trunks moaned, his arms tightly gripping his older self's shoulder. At this Mirai Trunks smiled and held chibi closet, using the opportunity to push his tongue into Trunks's open mouth, feeling the boy's hand on his hair, caressing it, and pulling it.

They parted the kiss but not the hug. It seemed the rain would stop soon. Mirai Trunks looked down at his younger version, who was still catching his breath and kissed his forehead, founding it cute that he blushed. It was a Trunks thing, to blush so often.

Then, he pulled chibi Trunks to his lap, and held him. God, how he loved to have this younger version of himself close to him! As if reading his thoughts, chibi rested his head under his older self's chin, curling up in his lap. And something occurred to the time traveler, something that bothered him. Being in love with himself. Didn't it make him a narcissus person? He and chibi, were they up to this selfishness?! Looking down at chibi Trunks, who's face was peacefully resting on his chest, he hesitated before asking:

"Trunks. Do you think we are narcissus?"