A/N: I don't own DBZ and I don't pretend to. This story is AU so that gives me free range and characters are OOC (out of character). Be warned spelling and grammar mistakes will be found. ALWAYS! Warning, Yaoi, male/male coupling.. If you are homophobe then don't read. No one is making you. Rated R 

Royal Delivery

Chapter 29

That night Gohan found himself sleeping with his bond brother back in their old room. It took sometime for both of them to settle into a comfortable position, what with Mirai wanting to snuggle up like they used to. A tail would often find a way to curl around the smaller boy.

Gohan didn't mind. It sort of felt good. Sort of, as it felt strange. It had been years, and now, here they were together, after years of living separate lives. Fate had opted to give them each different roads, what now? It was obvious Mirai wanted more.  He was after the relationship that Gohan couldn't see himself being able to give him.

Now, here in the night under the blankets, Mirai was behind him. He could feel his chest hard up against him and a strong tail lying across his thigh. He was feeling his bond brother's, bare chest rise and fall against his naked form in a steady pace that only peaceful sleep brought.

Gohan kept his own tail close not wanting to give any wrong signals now that he had to learn Saiyan body language all over again. He had to admit his brother had gown up very handsome. All these years of trying to picture him but never getting a clear image of what he would look like. He had stayed the some age from the years he remembered him. That overprotective brother that always fussed so whenever he got the smallest of grazes or the tiniest of sniffles.

Years later and Mirai is still there fussing and being the overprotective brother, and now trying to be a lover wanting to share the bed, share something so special something that Gohan knew he couldn't give him so freely.

He felt hypocritical. His body had been used by others so freely over the years of his youth, but was that just his mind, confused and twisted from all the lies that were fed to him over those haunting years?  Movement, Gohan could feel Mirai's tail glide and snake around his thigh to hold on to him as if he might disappear, fade away from his dreams.

The young teen found himself trapped. Not able to move with Mirai's naked form spooning him, hands now brave because of sleep, come around, bringing the boy closer. Gohan recalled his bond brother's keenness to get into bed. Much as Mirai tried not to stare, he couldn't help but look.

The younger prince felt his eyes on him, roaming over his scars. Then they would linger at his sculptured form as he stripped out of his remaining clothes. Mirai didn't say much as he undressed. They both climbed into bed in the quiet silence. Every now and then they heard a moan emanating form their parent's room.

Both boys looked at the other with a smirk until they heard their father bellow out their papa's name in ecstasy. Mirai locked eyes with Gohan and they both burst into laughter in the darkness of the night. When things settled both said good night and the young teen rolled over to sleep. And now here he was with Mirai tucked up close, his warmth radiates off him, as does his love and soft purr.. That comforted any unsettled nerves as he too found sleep in the other. 

~~~

Mirai cursed the morning light as it tried to filter through into the room as dawn broke. He had the most painful hard on as he nuzzled up against the sleeping form of the other younger teen. Mirai had been breathing in that arousing scent all night. How could he not be in this condition?

The teen had woken from the most delicious, seductive, erotic dream he's ever had that involved the young form next to him. For the first time, he found himself cursing the age difference - he could easily take Gohan now. But having his father and papa two rooms down turned the cold shower on, dampening any thought to continue.

But still, it opened doors to his most erotic fantasies now that he knew what his brother looked like. Oh, what a delicious form it was. Mirai had burned it into his memory forever. When he recalled those few scars that laced the boy's back he felt like a knife had pierced his lung. He couldn't breathe.

But now, here with the boy, it felt so right, that warm body against his. Gohan's tail had drifted over and twined with his like he would have when they were young. It was nearly bliss, nearly; if not for the painful hard on, being trapped with the most appetizing sensual individual ever made would have been total bliss.. And the best part was that he was his.

Sniffing that alluring scent of his, Mirai couldn't wait to breathe that arousing scent when Gohan comes of age. Oh what ecstasy that will be, and heaven help any one that gets in his way. He wanted this teen more than life itself; his heartbeat lived for it. Nuzzling more, not wanting to let go of this warmth, it was rare for Gohan to allow this. It was an unfair advantage with the boy being asleep but not for Mirai, who greedily soaked up the feeling, drank it like exotic wine, the expensive flavour soaked into the skin where it stayed absorbed.

Bliss… but for the hard on. Now it was worse.

~~~

Gohan lay still, with his dark lashes resting on his pale cheeks. His breathing calm as he felt Mirai's aroused form pressed against him. He was not sure what to do when prey came in the form of a friend, Ursus.

As the teen in question looked on, a sting of jealousy trailed through him as he stared at the two. They looked so comfortable so fitted - like a puzzle made for the other. A sigh.

"Hey Mirai, you awake yet?" A growl was his reply. "Good, we have to be down at the academy, the commander wants to bust our eardrums before we're drummed up to see your father." Ursus explained as leaned against the doorframe, not thinking anything of the door being ripped off. He saw the King break it once before when both of them had been hiding under the bed.

They had accidentally blown up part of the palace Kitchen when they thought they could experiment with Nappa's secret home brew. They both were nearly sentenced to death by Nappa, that year the king had the boys with a new bodyguard until things calmed.

Ursus was envious of Mirai being that close to the younger teen. Ursus rested there, feeling a little flushed. He was finding his sense of smell was getting sensitive these last couple of days. He could pick up Gohan's aroma, even though it was faint and not yet ready. Mirai caught his attention though, he was aroused..

"So Mirai you up yet." Ursus smirked.

The lavender teen in question was ready to kill his long-term friend with his corny jokes. Rolling over on to his back he glared at his friend. "Do you have to be standing there?"

"I'm always keen for a show." A pillow was sent flying.. Ursus caught it and chuckled. "Hurry up, and here." He threw the pillow back and handed a piece paper to him.

"What's this?" Mirai shoved the pillow back behind him and took the note. He read it with a confused look.

"They're our lines for when we get interrogated. Keep to them. It might save our lives." Ursus explained as he sat down on the bed wiping his brow.

Mirai looked up at him waving the small piece of paper. "Ursus this won't work."

"Why not?" The teen frowned. He had woken up early to work on what they could say.

"It says we were back at the academy training." Mirai screwed it up into a ball and threw it at him.

"So?" He growled, catching it.

"Dad was there. He knows where we were. He saw us both." The teen pulled himself up onto his elbows.

"Shit!" Ursus looks away. His mind was at work again looking for another way out.

Mirai smirked at his friend.  "Hey we just get the normal." The prince did his best to mimic his dad, Vegeta's gruff tone. "I've had it with the both of you! I should have drowned you at birth…blah blah blah." 

The teen turned around with a frown. "Hey he doesn't say that to me."

"No it's 'I should have ki blasted you when we first met!'" The prince chuckled as he pulled back the covers. "I'll just have a quick wash and be right with you." Mirai grabbed what clothes he had. "I have to get changed back at the academy.."

"Yeah just hurry." Ursus called as he watched Mirai make his way to the bathroom. Ursus still sat on the bed pulling at his uniform collar. "It's so damned hot in here." The teen looked over at Gohan who hadn't moved. He smiled and moved over to where Mirai was and leaned over the smaller frame to see dark lashes resting on pale cheeks.

"You're lucky. You get to sleep Chibi." Ursus said before sitting back, resting against the headboard. "Oh Chibi it's so hot. I don't know how I'm going to get through today. I should lock myself away going into heat like I am, before they find out." Ursus said mindlessly trying to keep back his desires. Unknown to him Gohan was listening to every word that was said.

He was doing what he had learned and perfected over the years - to pretend. It was when he felt Ursus shift he found it difficult as he felt the boy lay down. "Chibi." A hand ran down Gohan's naked arm tracing an invisible line over his bare skin. His blanket draped over his hips leaving his back and chest exposed as he rested on his side. 

Ursus was being washed over with the heat his hand was on mission as they roamed over the marks on the boy's back. "Oh Chibi if only we had gone back to get you." A regret escaped.

The older teen rolled over. His hands went to cover his face with his palms as he growled out his frustration. He was being turned on, and he was losing control, he had to go. "I've got get out of here." Ursus sprung up from the bed and nearly bumped into Goku as he went to leave.

"Ursus don't you want to wait for Mirai?" The taller warrior asked as he watched him go.

"No! I'll see him there." The teen said as he rushed out. He needed air, cool air. His Saiyan hormones were causing havoc. He felt like he was starting to burn.  

Goku looked into the room to see Gohan rolling on his back with his dark pearls looking up at him. Lost in deep thought a worrying expression was lit in the depths of ink.  "Gohan is everything all right?"

"Yes." Gohan said as he rolled back over. Goku frowned as he headed back to talk with his partner who was still getting ready to leave.

Sometime later, Mirai was talking with his papa about Ursus both were a little confused by the boy's hasty exit. Gohan listened still under the covers but this time he had them tucked up under his chin thinking of a plan to stop Mirai wanting him.

"Chibi, you awake?" The teen asked with a smile. Gohan rolled over. His dark pools looked up to see his brother dressed.

"Mirai, can I go with you?" The boy asked as he sat up with the blankets falling around his lap causing Mirai's sight to shift. The lavender teen's concentration was disappearing with Gohan looking so desirable.

"Oh Chibi… I …I don't think it would be good idea."

"Please Mirai take me there." The boy asks as he purposely shifted to get the boy's added attention, unsettling the older teen enough to sway his mind.

"Oh-oh okay."

"Thank you." Gohan smiled with a devilish gleam. He had got his own way. It wasn't often, but when it was it was a triumph. Flirting could be the easy way to get what he wanted at times. The young prince had found this with his last master and it seems it wasn't wasted on Mirai either.

The teen in question couldn't help but look at the sexy form. Oh he wished his father and papa weren't here. If only they could have the place to their own.  An arousing thought came. "Chibi if you want I can show you Ursus and my quarters at the academy. It's not that impressive but it's private." The last was said with an unmistakable purr to it.

Gohan could feel a smirk growing. "If you want. I'd loved to see it." Mirai's smile grew.

"All right. Well you'd better hurry."  The younger teen climbed out of the bed with blue pools upon him.

Gohan called out as he left the room for the shower. "You can tell papa and dad."

Mirai smile slipped. "Oh yeah… Hell!"  The teen walked apprehensively up to their parent's room and knocked on the door.  

~~~ 

The two royal teens rushed down the stairs still hearing both their parents' disapproval ring in their ears, until Mirai promised he would personally watch over his brother. After a threat, both boys escaped out the front door hearing their father not that far behind them. They both rushed to be a few steps ahead wanting to disappear before their dad could say anything else.

A short time later and they where inside the academy.  "Chibi stay close, I don't want you getting lost in all these corridors." Mirai said with a smile. He felt great having his brother with him. Gohan's eyes were taking in everything. The large entry with its intimidating feel it filled you with. The awesome power of Saiyanjin warrior on display everywhere you looked.. The proud warrior race was being showed off in paintings and furnishings, making the atmosphere a little daunting for a young teen.

Gohan was behind in his steps in awe, absorbing what he could but feeling excited.. This is where he wanted to be. To train, to be like the others, to be able learn all there is to. To feel safe with the knowledge that he was strong like his warrior race. Never again to let any one hurt him, to defend himself properly.

He looked up at the large paintings that lined the walls of the hall that led to the cadet elites' quarters where the wealthy, the cream of society, the famous sons and daughters of Vegeta-sei presided.

"Here we are." Mirai said stopping. Gohan ran into him with his sights everywhere else wanting to catch and learn as much as he could. The row of rooms that filled the passageway was enormous with a fleet of young warriors, the planets future protectors, and leaders.

Mirai smirked at his bond brother as he pressed in the code and let the door slide open. He watched as Gohan stepped around him, eyes wide as he saw the now open room that held the bedroom with two beds on either side of the room and a bathroom off to one side. In Gohan's eyes it was wondrous, the doors to future. "Wow Mirai."

"Come on in I have to get dressed." The younger teen nodded as he went over to the window that towered above part of the training grounds. A smile lit his face as he watched some cadet train. This was perfect. He turned around to see Mirai grabbing his clothes and placing them on the bed. Gohan went to peek in the small bathroom. Mirai smirked at his brother's excitement and inquisitiveness as he took off his shirt.

Gohan came back out and looked at the bed opposite. "Is this where Ursus sleeps?" He asked believing it was.

"Yes that's right." Mirai said as he toed off his shoes.. Gohan looked at the bed and touched it, wondering what it would be like if he let his plan go ahead. He shivered and turned; moving over to the safety of Mirai's bed climbing onto it and sitting cross-legged watching as brother glanced at him with a smirk before returning back to undoing his pants. "So I hear you want to enter the academy."  

"Yes. I'm going to get them to let me." Gohan said with renewed confidence.

"And how are you going to accomplish that?" Mirai asked.

"They have no choice but to let me go." A gleam, that devilish look Mirai knew from when the boy was a child, it meant trouble. A questioning eyebrow rose.

"You sound like you've already plotted a plan?" 

"Mirai, what's Ursus like? I mean you've known him longer.." Gohan redirected the conversation with thought.

The taller teen thought about it.  "Well he has always been there for me and he can talk a lot. He has the weirdest ideas at times but he's a survivor.. When we crashed on that planet he injured his leg really bad and couldn't walk for the whole year. It never really healed but he never really whined when the pain was too much to bear. Ursus was always trying to keep my sprits up that we would get off the planet one day. And he was right, Raditz turned up and here we are. He's a true friend."  Mirai explained as he slipped his uniform, royal blue spandex pants, on looking up at Gohan listening to him. "Why?"

"I was just wondering. Curiosity that's all. Where's Collis' room?" Gohan asked getting off the bed and heading over to the door Mirai turned around frowning.

"Why do you want to know where that bastard is?"

"He's not a bastard. He's nice." Gohan snapped back.

"Huh." Mirai smirked what would the boy know.

Gohan ignored him and went to open the door.  "Can you show me where Collis' room is?"

"Huh like hell I will." Mirai rushed over to grab Gohan's hand from opening the door.

"How am I going to find him?" Dark eyes glared up at his brother's determined blues.

Mirai's eyes narrowed with his grip still on the boy. "Chibi, he is bad news. I don't want you around him."

Sights fixed on Mirai's harden blues. "Why? Are you scared he is going to get me into bed?" Gohan growled out.

"Don't say that!" Mirai warned with his bond brother's ink pools growing cold.

"It's true though. You can't see me sleeping with anyone else but you. But I have news for you Mirai. I have been passed around I have slept… " Gohan gasped as he was violently pushed back against the wall..

"CHIBI!" The lavender teen growled as he pressed the boy back with his own body holding both of Gohan's hands to the side stopping him from escaping.   

"What are you doing?" Gohan's dark pools looked up fearfully at the closed door, his heart raced. He could feel the hot breath as Mirai licked raking his teeth over exposed skin above the boy's thin silver ring. "Please… don't bite me?"

The lavender teen's lids grew heavy. His senses made his young Saiyanjin mind race. Instinct said to calm a proof of ownership stopping others from taking what is destined to be his. The driven urge to taste that sweet red wine, that desirable copper flavour - ever lasting, he was told. Blues remained hidden under lids as he listened to his racing hormones. Instinctively, canines were exposed just enough to graze, a deep arousing moan sounded as he tasted the tiniest of cuts releasing the sweet arousing taste.

Lips pressed greedily lapping, taking what the small graze could offer. Another moan sounded as he pressed the boy against the wall stopping him from moving, ignoring the whimpering from the trembling form. To lost in the need for more, the need to take, to be drowned in the most erotic taste of ecstasy. All those stories where true. The most exotic trip was to be his. Sharp canines draw, becoming exposed, no longer in charge as he let his hormones take control.

"MIRAI DON'T!" 

TBC...

A/N: I can hear you all screaming from here.  As you can tell, the mood is getting ready for another change. I'm working on getting Bardock back, in the next few chapters, to remove the collar but before I can do that I have to get the charters ready. It's a bit like playing chess.

Also I have to stop watching gothic vampire movies. It has sort of came out in the chapter. "Woops" Bad girl.

Thanks guys

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