A/N: Lemon!
And I'll try to post the next chapter soon!
"Trunks, do you think we are narcissus?" he seriously asked and chibi was startled. He removed his head from Mirai's chest and looked up at the time traveler.
Chibi's gaze made his older version be still and silent, waiting for the older Trunks's reply.
For a few minutes the youth could only frown, but did not have the answer.
Actually, the silence was so great that found its way to their minds, and they couldn't think for a while. And suddenly, almost in anger but not without control, chibi declared:
"Maybe we are. It depends on the point of view. Why such a question, so suddenly?!" chibi's demanding voice questioned his older self.
"I don't know, I was just thinking. God, it's so confusing." he said, an worried expression hardening his already mature face.
Chibi looked at him as if searching for something and brought his hand to stroke Mirai's cheek.
"Look, I love that you are just like me, and love what's different between us, also. Maybe I'm a little bit narcissus." Chibi said, now face to face with Mirai. "But, who cares? I'm narcissus because of you." He whispered just before kissing Mirai Trunks, who could only return the kiss. While holding the youth closer, the time traveler couldn't get chibi's last words out of his mind. 'Who cares? It's because of you that I'm narcissus.' And he loved so much those words that he kissed his younger self even more deeply, his tong wishing for all of the youth's mouth, and in the and chibi was breathing hard. He kissed Mirai's cheek.
"You do worry to much." He just casually said and Mirai softly smiled:
"I know."
"Hey, you two."
Both Trunks turned their purple heads to see Vegeta standing behind them. Immediately, Mirai begun to apologize.
"Sorry, sorry, it's our time to train, isn't it? I knew I'd be late, and."
"Be quiet, brat! I came here 'cause you mother's worried, she wanted to know where you were!"
"Tell her not to worry. We're going back." Chibi said.
"Yeah, it's time to train.", Mirai added.
"I never said you had to come! You do as you wish."
Both Trunks were openmouthed. Was it really true, that Vegeta was there only to know where they were, and wasn't mad with them for being late to train?!
"But we want to go, Vegeta!"
"I told you, already, stop calling him like that!" chibi yelled before realizing that he had said it in front of Vegeta, and Mirai's eyes widened in panic. Since he had started, Trunks decides to go on.
"Dad. can't Mirai Trunks call you father?"
Very embarrassed, the sayan kept looking at both Trunks before answering.
"I won't waste my time with that!".
Then he took of, flying back to C.C.
Mirai looked a little scared, but quickly glared at chibi, who already was thinking of something to say:
"He never said you couldn't!"
"I know, chibi, but I was so embarrassed, please, don't ever do something like that again." he begged and chibi smirked.
"You should have seen your face! God, was it funny, you looked terrified!"
"Oh, yeah, so much funny!" Mirai mocked chibi's voice.
"Ok, we'd better go now", chibi said, resisting the urge to laugh at mirai's face. Instead he caught his older self's hand and together they flew back to C.C.
'Yes, he definitely cares', Mirai Trunks thought. He was in his room, looking trough the window at the stars in a now clear sky.
Clear of clouds, free of clouds, just like he himself was free of doubts about his father. Maybe it was time to return.
"Mirai?"
The time traveler turned his head and saw a cute chibi wearing white pajamas.
"Uh, hi, chibi. Can't sleep?"
"No", the youth said, sitting on mirai's bed. "I came here to apologize for making you so embarrassed today." Mirai smiled.
"No. You helped me. Now I know a little more about Vegeta - I mean, dad's heart."
"Good", chibi said and yawned, looking younger than he was to his older version's eyes. Then, chibi became aware of mirai's gaze fixed on him curious demanding eyes:
"What?"
"Are you tired?" the time traveler almost whispered, coming closer to his younger self. And yes, they were mirrors, but the moon's silver, almost faint light seemed to show mirai's rougher features much more than the sun, with its ability to brighten things up, did. Chibi Trunks caught purple locks of mirai's longer hair, pulling him closer and the older Trunks wasted no more time, wrapping chibi in a big hug to kiss him. They kindly moved their lips, never with desperation, they didn't need to desperate, for they knew that one could give the other exactly what he wished for. The same thought was flying trough their minds.
'It's a miracle to feel understood like this' And then, Mirai Trunks's warm lips were on chibi's neck, kissing and licking it, and the youth's hands on his hair told him he could continue. His tongue gently caressed chibi's jaw and the younger boy pulled his hair, showing he had liked it. Smiling softly, Mirai brought his lips to chibi's nape, making the boy close his eyes with pleasure. God, he loved to give him this pleasure! His arms never left chibi's waist, and when he whispered on the boy's ear, chibi shivered.
"Can I remove your clothes?"
His answer was a silent nod, and he started to undress chibi, whose arms were firmly gripping his shoulder. After Mirai Trunks removed his shirt, chibi decided to act, and his lips came to mirai's chest, and since the older Trunk swore no shirt, chibi teased his nipple, first by licking it, then he bit it, and Mirai suppressed a moan. Chibi looked at him with languid eyes before going to his other nipple where he started to tease again, but never finished his job for Mirai brought his chin up to kiss him again, while holding him with his other arm. He kissed chibi and lowered him to his bed, where he layed on top of his younger version, never breaking the kiss. Suddenly the younger Trunks bit his older self's lower lip and slowly licked the blood that came. 'My taste', he thought, and widened his eyes when Mirai Trunks smirked.
"We're impatient, aren't we?" he questioned, while removing the boy's pants, putting his hands all over Trunk's hips and legs. And chibi felt like he was flying, with this sensation of mirai's warm hands touching his body. He was realizing low moans , which Mirai Trunks appreciated. He liked making chibi feel good, so he brought his lips to the boy's nipples and licked both, leaving chibi's eyes half closed with pure delight. The younger boy's hand came to rest on his older version's shoulder and his legs wrapped around mirai's waist. Very aware of the fact, the older Trunks kissed chibi on the head and asked:
"Chibi. Do you wish me to."
"Yes!" he quickly replied, bringing mirai's face down to kiss him once more. Then, Mirai Trunks looked right into chibi's eyes and realized that the youth was serious. Yes, he wanted this. The younger Trunks caressed the other's long, purple hair, and Mirai caught his hand and kissed it.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you"
"Who said I was afraid?"
"Hey, calm down, Chibi, I didn't mean it that way." came mirai's peaceful reply. He was now placing soft kisses on the youth's face, feeling chibi's cold hands on his back. 'Well, his hands are cold, so he IS a little nervous' Mirai thought. He decided to act very calmly. His lips came down, kissing all the boy's body, since his neck to his ankles. Then, very slowly, he began to prepare chibi. The younger Trunks didn't have any time to protest, as Mirai firmly kissed his lips while preparing him. Chibi's cold body began to warm and suddenly he relaxed and began to enjoy the feeling. Noticing that, Mirai decided that his younger self was ready. As if reading his thoughts, chibi tightened his legs around mirai's waist. So, firmly bur carefully, Mirai began to fill him. Carefully, was all he could think, and he saw chibi Trunks's eyes tightly closed.
"Open your eyes, Trunks." He pleaded, and chibi looked into his eyes. Mirai was so sorry for causing him pain.
"You can hold on me if it hurts, chibi."
Chibi nodded and rested his face on mirai's bare chest. The older Trunks began to move so kindly that chibi's pain was going away and he felt all warm inside for having his older self inside of him. His hands came to touch Mirai's shoulder and chest while feeling mirai firmly moving inside of him, giving him lots of an unique pleasure. Not so slowly now, Mirai Trunks trusted into chibi and held chibi to his chest, loving the wonderful sensation of being so perfectly close to his younger self. Chibi's hands were on his long hair, pulling it, and Mirai moved his hips a little faster, wanting to pleasure the youth even more, and he was successful for Trunks began to moan and whisper things. Words that Mirai couldn't really understand, but it was clear that they were words of pure happiness. He kissed the younger Trunks's forehead and rested his chin on the boy's head. Still he moved even faster and again chibi had closed his eyes.
Suddenly, both Trunks felt their bodies burn and together cried out their release, Mirai Trunks collapsing on his younger self's top. He rolled to his side and held chibi's face to his chest. He noticed the youth was trying to catch his breath and smiled to himself. There was silence, a great silence for about ten minutes, before chibi broke it.
"I loved it." And he caressed mirai's face.
"Yeah, me too, dear myself." Mirai almost whispered and softly kissed chibi's hand. The younger Trunks smiled and again rested his face on mirai's chest, falling asleep. Soon he was followed by his older self.
To be continued
"Trunks, do you think we are narcissus?" he seriously asked and chibi was startled. He removed his head from Mirai's chest and looked up at the time traveler.
Chibi's gaze made his older version be still and silent, waiting for the older Trunks's reply.
For a few minutes the youth could only frown, but did not have the answer.
Actually, the silence was so great that found its way to their minds, and they couldn't think for a while. And suddenly, almost in anger but not without control, chibi declared:
"Maybe we are. It depends on the point of view. Why such a question, so suddenly?!" chibi's demanding voice questioned his older self.
"I don't know, I was just thinking. God, it's so confusing." he said, an worried expression hardening his already mature face.
Chibi looked at him as if searching for something and brought his hand to stroke Mirai's cheek.
"Look, I love that you are just like me, and love what's different between us, also. Maybe I'm a little bit narcissus." Chibi said, now face to face with Mirai. "But, who cares? I'm narcissus because of you." He whispered just before kissing Mirai Trunks, who could only return the kiss. While holding the youth closer, the time traveler couldn't get chibi's last words out of his mind. 'Who cares? It's because of you that I'm narcissus.' And he loved so much those words that he kissed his younger self even more deeply, his tong wishing for all of the youth's mouth, and in the and chibi was breathing hard. He kissed Mirai's cheek.
"You do worry to much." He just casually said and Mirai softly smiled:
"I know."
"Hey, you two."
Both Trunks turned their purple heads to see Vegeta standing behind them. Immediately, Mirai begun to apologize.
"Sorry, sorry, it's our time to train, isn't it? I knew I'd be late, and."
"Be quiet, brat! I came here 'cause you mother's worried, she wanted to know where you were!"
"Tell her not to worry. We're going back." Chibi said.
"Yeah, it's time to train.", Mirai added.
"I never said you had to come! You do as you wish."
Both Trunks were openmouthed. Was it really true, that Vegeta was there only to know where they were, and wasn't mad with them for being late to train?!
"But we want to go, Vegeta!"
"I told you, already, stop calling him like that!" chibi yelled before realizing that he had said it in front of Vegeta, and Mirai's eyes widened in panic. Since he had started, Trunks decides to go on.
"Dad. can't Mirai Trunks call you father?"
Very embarrassed, the sayan kept looking at both Trunks before answering.
"I won't waste my time with that!".
Then he took of, flying back to C.C.
Mirai looked a little scared, but quickly glared at chibi, who already was thinking of something to say:
"He never said you couldn't!"
"I know, chibi, but I was so embarrassed, please, don't ever do something like that again." he begged and chibi smirked.
"You should have seen your face! God, was it funny, you looked terrified!"
"Oh, yeah, so much funny!" Mirai mocked chibi's voice.
"Ok, we'd better go now", chibi said, resisting the urge to laugh at mirai's face. Instead he caught his older self's hand and together they flew back to C.C.
'Yes, he definitely cares', Mirai Trunks thought. He was in his room, looking trough the window at the stars in a now clear sky.
Clear of clouds, free of clouds, just like he himself was free of doubts about his father. Maybe it was time to return.
"Mirai?"
The time traveler turned his head and saw a cute chibi wearing white pajamas.
"Uh, hi, chibi. Can't sleep?"
"No", the youth said, sitting on mirai's bed. "I came here to apologize for making you so embarrassed today." Mirai smiled.
"No. You helped me. Now I know a little more about Vegeta - I mean, dad's heart."
"Good", chibi said and yawned, looking younger than he was to his older version's eyes. Then, chibi became aware of mirai's gaze fixed on him curious demanding eyes:
"What?"
"Are you tired?" the time traveler almost whispered, coming closer to his younger self. And yes, they were mirrors, but the moon's silver, almost faint light seemed to show mirai's rougher features much more than the sun, with its ability to brighten things up, did. Chibi Trunks caught purple locks of mirai's longer hair, pulling him closer and the older Trunks wasted no more time, wrapping chibi in a big hug to kiss him. They kindly moved their lips, never with desperation, they didn't need to desperate, for they knew that one could give the other exactly what he wished for. The same thought was flying trough their minds.
'It's a miracle to feel understood like this' And then, Mirai Trunks's warm lips were on chibi's neck, kissing and licking it, and the youth's hands on his hair told him he could continue. His tongue gently caressed chibi's jaw and the younger boy pulled his hair, showing he had liked it. Smiling softly, Mirai brought his lips to chibi's nape, making the boy close his eyes with pleasure. God, he loved to give him this pleasure! His arms never left chibi's waist, and when he whispered on the boy's ear, chibi shivered.
"Can I remove your clothes?"
His answer was a silent nod, and he started to undress chibi, whose arms were firmly gripping his shoulder. After Mirai Trunks removed his shirt, chibi decided to act, and his lips came to mirai's chest, and since the older Trunk swore no shirt, chibi teased his nipple, first by licking it, then he bit it, and Mirai suppressed a moan. Chibi looked at him with languid eyes before going to his other nipple where he started to tease again, but never finished his job for Mirai brought his chin up to kiss him again, while holding him with his other arm. He kissed chibi and lowered him to his bed, where he layed on top of his younger version, never breaking the kiss. Suddenly the younger Trunks bit his older self's lower lip and slowly licked the blood that came. 'My taste', he thought, and widened his eyes when Mirai Trunks smirked.
"We're impatient, aren't we?" he questioned, while removing the boy's pants, putting his hands all over Trunk's hips and legs. And chibi felt like he was flying, with this sensation of mirai's warm hands touching his body. He was realizing low moans , which Mirai Trunks appreciated. He liked making chibi feel good, so he brought his lips to the boy's nipples and licked both, leaving chibi's eyes half closed with pure delight. The younger boy's hand came to rest on his older version's shoulder and his legs wrapped around mirai's waist. Very aware of the fact, the older Trunks kissed chibi on the head and asked:
"Chibi. Do you wish me to."
"Yes!" he quickly replied, bringing mirai's face down to kiss him once more. Then, Mirai Trunks looked right into chibi's eyes and realized that the youth was serious. Yes, he wanted this. The younger Trunks caressed the other's long, purple hair, and Mirai caught his hand and kissed it.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you"
"Who said I was afraid?"
"Hey, calm down, Chibi, I didn't mean it that way." came mirai's peaceful reply. He was now placing soft kisses on the youth's face, feeling chibi's cold hands on his back. 'Well, his hands are cold, so he IS a little nervous' Mirai thought. He decided to act very calmly. His lips came down, kissing all the boy's body, since his neck to his ankles. Then, very slowly, he began to prepare chibi. The younger Trunks didn't have any time to protest, as Mirai firmly kissed his lips while preparing him. Chibi's cold body began to warm and suddenly he relaxed and began to enjoy the feeling. Noticing that, Mirai decided that his younger self was ready. As if reading his thoughts, chibi tightened his legs around mirai's waist. So, firmly bur carefully, Mirai began to fill him. Carefully, was all he could think, and he saw chibi Trunks's eyes tightly closed.
"Open your eyes, Trunks." He pleaded, and chibi looked into his eyes. Mirai was so sorry for causing him pain.
"You can hold on me if it hurts, chibi."
Chibi nodded and rested his face on mirai's bare chest. The older Trunks began to move so kindly that chibi's pain was going away and he felt all warm inside for having his older self inside of him. His hands came to touch Mirai's shoulder and chest while feeling mirai firmly moving inside of him, giving him lots of an unique pleasure. Not so slowly now, Mirai Trunks trusted into chibi and held chibi to his chest, loving the wonderful sensation of being so perfectly close to his younger self. Chibi's hands were on his long hair, pulling it, and Mirai moved his hips a little faster, wanting to pleasure the youth even more, and he was successful for Trunks began to moan and whisper things. Words that Mirai couldn't really understand, but it was clear that they were words of pure happiness. He kissed the younger Trunks's forehead and rested his chin on the boy's head. Still he moved even faster and again chibi had closed his eyes.
Suddenly, both Trunks felt their bodies burn and together cried out their release, Mirai Trunks collapsing on his younger self's top. He rolled to his side and held chibi's face to his chest. He noticed the youth was trying to catch his breath and smiled to himself. There was silence, a great silence for about ten minutes, before chibi broke it.
"I loved it." And he caressed mirai's face.
"Yeah, me too, dear myself." Mirai almost whispered and softly kissed chibi's hand. The younger Trunks smiled and again rested his face on mirai's chest, falling asleep. Soon he was followed by his older self.
To be continued
