A/N: And here's the bonus chapter!

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An hour later Goku was dressed in dark green pants, with a long shirt that fell to his knees with slits up the sides, to his upper thigh. It was dark green, with a pale green edging around the bottom, the end of the sleeves and around the neck. "Wow, it's so soft. These boxers are nice too, Vegeta."

He smiled at the older man who was blushing, "Just stop saying that and come eat your food." Goku shrugged and sat down, digging into the food.

At first the prince thought that the younger man was starving, because his table manners were less than to be desired, but as he kept eating, the prince decided this was the way his always ate. :Note to self: Do not take him out to dinner or let him come to formal affairs, until trained.:

Even though his face was covered with food, Vegeta still found himself taking in everything he did. He was so absorbed, that he didn't notice his young guest had stopped eatting, until a large hand waved in front of his face.

"Hello, Earth to Vegeta, wait we're on…Vegeta-sei now aren't we? You know what I mean, right? Welcome back from space! What were you thinking about?"

Vegeta blushed dark red, "Nothing! If I was thinking about anything, it was your horrible table manners Kakarrot. If you're ever going to attend formal dinners of the court, you're going to have to be a little more refined…with…your…"

The young man's hand was resting on Vegeta's thigh, under the table. Vegeta started to open his mouth again to question the younger man, but the hand moved to his hip. Soon Goku was turned in his chair, to face Vegeta who was right beside him, leaning over the shocked prince.

Vegeta managed to find his words, as Goku moved within inches of his face, "What are you…doing?"

"Now it's time for fun stuff."

Vegeta's mind, though slightly hazed, grabbed the idea quickly about what 'fun stuff' was. The prince pushed his chair away from the other's and stood up, "No, it's not Kakarrot."

The younger man pouted, even trying the puppy dog eyes on the short prince, "Please? I did everything you wanted me to." He stood himself and took a step toward the prince.

"No…I'm not going to…" Vegeta quickly moved past the tall saiyan to the door, sighing in relief that he'd managed to get out of that one, when he ran into the wall, "Damn, I thought I was-"

"Heading to the door? You were…but I'm sure I could make you…'going to'."

Vegeta jumped in surprise as Goku wrapped his one of his arms around his waist and, the other hand quickly went to his neck, his fingers playing with the short hairs.

"Let go of me!" Vegeta yelled powering up, pushing the young man to the floor. He ran out the large doors slamming them shut behind him.

He leaned up against them panting for a few seconds before realizing his older son and Gohan were watching him in shock.

"Dad? Is Raditz in there? Where's Goku?"

"Kakarrot's in there," the prince panted, nodding with his head toward the door behind him.

"Then why-"

"He's trying to seduce me, and he's going to soon, if he doesn't stop that!"

Gohan smiled weakly, "If he's the same as my dad, which there should be no reason why he's not, this should be the time of year his mating cycle kicks in."

Vegeta looked confused, then nodded, "I forget you're not his real son."

The prince glanced at Mirai, but the boy was looking away from them both, "Did it just start?" he asked quietly.

"No, he's been sleeping with Yamcha, 17, and Krillen, but he hasn't done anything with them. My dad needs to sleep with someone, or thing, to get any rest to start with. Like a large pillow or stuffed animal. They didn't have these on the ship so we all took turns, Yamcha, Krillen, 17, Goten and I, sleeping with him, but lately he wouldn't sleep with us, just them. I didn't think anything of it," he smiled a little again, "until I saw you leaning against the door panting."

"He's trying to do something now. No wonder he smells that good…it's the damn mating cycle."

Mirai glanced at Gohan, "I didn't smell anything, did you?"

"No…usually I could smell when my dad needed to be alone with my mom for a few days."

"Maybe the scent just started," Vegeta said quickly, trying to cover up his confession.

"No…I'd be able to smell it on you if you were in the room with him," He paused and smiled again, "I do SMELL him on you but not THAT smell."

Mirai smirked, his eyes dancing with unvoiced laughter, "Really Father…If you want him…why are you running?"

Vegeta blushed even darker then he had before, "I hate you two. Go train or something! You're not helping."

Gohan had the same look Mirai did, but he was a little better at hiding it, "Why don't you get Yamcha, 17, and Krillen down here? Then you wouldn't have to be his 'partner', if that's what you're worried about."

"No."

"Why not Father?"

The short prince glared darkly at them both, "He's unmarked."

"Yeah so?" Gohan said knowing what was going to come out of the shorter man's mouth next.

"What if one of them mark him, or he marks them?!"

Mirai then saw where Gohan was going with this, "Well, since you don't want to have sex with him and be his mate, someone has to. You can't just lock him up forever. That'd be cruel."

In all the years Mirai had stayed with his past father, he had never once really seen the man loose his temper like he was used to, not until now, "WHO IN THE FUCK ARE YOU TO TELL ME WHAT TO DO?! I'M NOT GOING TO LET HIM BE MARKED BY A WEAKLING HUMAN!! HE IS MINE TO TAKE!! NO ONE ELSE'S!!"

Gohan blinked surprised and smiled happily, shooting a look to Mirai, "Remind you of someone?"

"Yes, though I hardly can remember him. I didn't think that he could have really changed all that much, and I was right."

Vegeta's face twisted into a snarl, "What in the hell are you two babbling about?!"

"You're acting like the Vegeta we know and...love. Right Tr-…Mirai?"

"Yes, my true father. It's been like living in another house until now."

The prince's jaw fell slack, "I'm…like…that?" He replayed every word in his mind and even the tone.

"Oh yeah, you're like that all the time."

"Worse," Mirai said sighing. "You didn't live with him Goha." As soon as it left his lips he knew he'd made a mistake. He was sure he was one of the only 'Trunks's' that had ever given Gohan that particular pet name.

"What?" Gohan turned and grabbed the dark purple haired boy's shoulders, "What did you just call me?"

The boy didn't answer, he just turned his head to the side. Vegeta felt his son's nervousness and smelled it, but decided to act stupid, "What?"

"He said Goha! Only the Trunks from my period could have called me that because, we went to a time line to where I was a girl. My name was Goha! Ever since then he's always called me that! 'My little Goha…You look so lovely today.' It's you isn't it?!" Gohan's ki had went through the roof. Sparks were coming off his body, as he attempted to keep from going Super Saiyan.

"I'm not your Trunks! I told you I come from a different time line, just not yours!" The dark purple haired boy hissed at Gohan, "I called the Gohan in my time-line that too…."

Gohan grabbed his shoulders and pushed him into the wall. He used one of his hands to pin both of Mirai's above his head and the other hand to move the dark purple locks close to his hair line on the right side of his forehead away. A light white scar ran from about where his eye started, along his hair line, to the part in the middle of his head.

Vegeta had never noticed it, because the boy always had his hair covering it.

"That maybe true, but," he ran a finger over the scar, "I gave this too you, to tell you apart from the other 'Trunks's'."

He roughly grabbed the boy and turned him around, pushing him against the wall again. He moved the pony tail, the boy always wore, to the side and pressed just under the hair line. There was a slight glow at the 16 year olds' side. Gohan reached forward and took a hold of his left wrist. A black flame like pattern was tattooed around his wrist and ended in the middle of the back of his hand.

"Now, there is no way in hell you are going to tell me that you AREN'T from my time line, because there would have been a difference to where this was placed. You got this in secret from you mother's new painless tattoo machine and when she found out about it, she made you hide it."

Mirai flinched, a frown twisted his usually calm face, "Yeah. It's me. This is where I ran, when I was turned down by you."

"You were 7! I was 11 years older then you. You couldn't even-"

"Get hard? Yeah…I was too LITTLE for you, wasn't I?! Now you've hunted my ass down and come to beat me for leaving, trying to get away from what hurt me, and bring me back to humiliate me in front of my father back in our time!

"Well, let me let you into a little secret, Gohan! My father told me to do this! He said that I could find another saiyan here, and I'd still have him, a nicer him, at that. I grew up here for 9 years Gohan, and I've never found 'another saiyan'.

"So just go freaking jump into my time machine and get the hell out of my world like you want to. Nothing you do is going to make me come back with you! Even if you DO get me back there, I'll run as soon as I can, and I'll make sure you NEVER find me. I'm sure Videl will be happy you're back! So go to her! I know I'll be happy you're gone!" Mirai stormed off around the corner, tears running down his cheeks.

Through the whole thing Vegeta didn't say a word or even move. His eyes floated back to Gohan's, that were now spilling his own tears. "What really happened?"

Gohan took in a shaky breath before sliding down the wall. The prince moved over and sat on his other side, away from the large doors that held Kakarrot away from him, "Tell me Gohan."

"I had always thought when I was growing up that my little brother and Trunks would fall in love with each other." Gohan sighed deeply, lowering his voice, "They were always together, sparring all the time, just like the other you and my father. Goten got sick one day, so I started training Trunks. It was summer so my mom let me take off from my studies until Goten was better, so Trunks wouldn't keep coming over to bother my little brother.

"Two days after we started, he kissed my cheek and told me he had a crush on me. I pushed him away and asked about Goten. He paused and said he thought he was cute, but I was cuter. His dad…you…had just told him about how Saiyans take mates. He told me that…he wanted me to be his mate. I… yelled at him, telling him I didn't like guys like that, and I was perfectly happy with my girlfriend Videl. He ran away in tears. I went back home and started to feel bad so I went over to Capsule Corp., that's where he lived, to tell him I was sorry, even to 'go out with him' if that would make him feel better.

"By the time I got there he'd already left. Vegeta was standing on the front lawn smirking. I asked him why he hadn't stopped him, and all he said was, 'If you feel bad about hurting the brat you should go find him.' So Bulma, Trunks's mom…Vegeta's wife, made another time machine, and Goten and I traveled back to the time Vegeta had told us was right. It was 9 years after he'd come and on the wrong planet.

"The machine broke, because Bulma had been in a rush and didn't make it well. So we were stuck. We went and found my dad, and moved in with him, since we had no one else of this time to go to. Then that slave ship came and grabbed us. And here we are. I should have known it was him to start with. He'd always told me he was going to change his body so he looked more Saiyan, because it would please his father."

"Why did you come?"

"To apologize."

"That's all?"

"I was going to bring him back too!"

"I'm sure you were. Why though? You are happy with your girlfriend. I'm sure myself and my…mate of that time could get over it, or they would have come themselves. Your little brother would have forgotten him as he got older, he's only 6."

Gohan frowned. He had stopped crying, but now his eyes started to water, his body was trembling.

Vegeta smiled, taking his eyes away from Gohan and chuckled, "I see. You're easy to read Gohan." The prince sighed, smiled a little more, "Your girlfriend does not please you as much as you tell yourself, does she? I also think that this other planet you live on, does not take kindly to same sex relationships."

Gohan closed his eyes and the tears that had welled up, rolled down his cheeks. A harsh sob tore out through his lips.

The kinder Vegeta reached across and pulled the boy into his arms. He felt Gohan stiffen at the comforting touch, "I'm not the same as him. Relax."

The boy did so soon enough. Crying into Vegeta's chest. Vegeta looked down into his spiky hair, "You are welcome to stay here. Those things are common in this world."

"But…my family…"

"Your father spends a lot of time fighting with myself of that time, and your mother…I take it she feels the same about your feelings as the rest of the world, or you would have no problem."

Gohan sighed and pulled away from Vegeta, leaning back against the wall, "Yeah…she does."

"And your father?"

"He hit his head on a rock, that's why he never came back here on his own. Vegeta thinks it made him stupider too, though I think that he's a lot smarter then he lets on. I don't think he would care either way, as long as I'm happy."

Vegeta still saw he was uncomfortable, "Mirai has his time machine still. Go back with him, tell them where you will be. They could visit with their own, and you can still visit with yours."

"If you didn't LOOK like Vegeta, and SOUND like him…I would swear you were someone else." He looked at the older man, "I think I'll do that." The frown covered his face again, "But that won't change how Mirai…hates me."

Vegeta laughed deeply. "He doesn't hate you. He's upset with you."

"Isn't that-" Gohan paused as Mirai came around the corner with red eyes from crying so much. He walked right past the two sitting on the floor and toward his room.

Vegeta nodded his head at his 'son' and gave Gohan the 'Say-something-to-him-now' look.

Gohan looked down, then closed his eyes before quickly turning his head to look at the dark hair boy, "Trunks!"

When the boy didn't stop, Gohan stood and ran after him.

A/N: I might do this bonus chapter thing again if I get an amazing amount of reviews.