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"Trunks! Please!"

"Just leave me the HELL alone GOHAN. Go HOME!" But he stopped in the middle of the hall 20 feet from his room's door.

"Trunks...I..."

"Spill it! And it better be good!" He voice tried to sound tough but the waver in it was easily heard.

Gohan looked back at Vegeta who just pulled his knees up, resting his hands on them and looked at the other wall.

"Trunks..." he stepped right up behind the younger boy, who started to walk off, but Gohan grabbed his shoulder, not forcefully this time though. The older boy stepped up behind Mirai so their bodies were almost touching. "I have a crush on you." Gohan lightly kissed Mirai's jaw, and pulled back.

Mirai didn't move. Gohan knew this either meant he was surprised, or pissed. He really didn't care, he would have taken anything right then. Gohan swallowed and lowered his head, he could feel the bile coming up his throat. He nodded and turned walking off. He was almost to Vegeta when he felt Mirai's ki flash. "Stop." Gohan paused and side glanced at Vegeta, who raised his eyes for a moment to meet the teen's, before going back to staring blankly. Gohan started to walk again. "I said Stop!" This time the older one listened, halting all movement. He didn't even dare speak.

"Why now?" It was cold and clear, full of pain.

"I-"

"Shut up! You expect me to just fall for you, after what you did to me?! You expect me to crawl to you like I need you?!"

"No." Gohan said before Mirai could go on with his screaming rage. He took Mirai's silence as a hint to go on. "I expected you to act like you are now. I expected you to hate me like you do. I was just telling you, that if you could ever forgive me, I had a crush on you."

Vegeta mentally smiled widely. 'Gohan's got him now.'

"I'll never forgive you." Mirai voice hissed

'Or maybe not.'

"I understand." Gohan said nodding. He started walking again.

"Did I SAY you could leave?"

Gohan paused. "You can never forgive me."

"I can't...but Mirai does."

Gohan's heart skipped a beat.

Vegeta turned his head and watched his son turn around, and walk to Gohan, like he wasn't even in the hall with them. 'That boy must get it from the other Vegeta. That crudeness wasn't taught to him by me.'

"Trunks of that time will NEVER forgive you for hurting him, but Mirai grew up here, with a different father." He stood behind the older boy, shaking slightly. "I love you Gohan."

The older boy sighed deeply, shaking himself. "I love you too...Mirai." He wanted to turn around and face his wonderful dream he'd been chasing for so long, but he didn't want to make him mad again either.

"You can turn around if you want to." Mirai slipped a hand into Gohan's and pulled on it lightly.

Gohan faced him and stepped into his chest wrapping his arms around the younger boy tightly. "I'm sorry!" he whispered into his ear. "God I'm so sorry."

Mirai took in a shaky breath hugging Gohan back. "It's ok now...I forgive you."

Vegeta got to his feet and walked up to them. "I give my consent."

Gohan frowned and swallowed hard, trying to bury his head into Mirai's shoulder. The younger boy quickly turned his head so he could see his father's face, to tell if he was joking with him. "Dad?"

"Don't look so surprised. He's a perfect match for you, now, like Goten would have been for you if you were younger."

The dark purple haired boy's eyes widened. "Are you going to-"

"Yes, why not? I know they can't complete the bond like you two can, but knowing they can, if they could, is perfect for their age."

"What is he talking about?"

Trunks shifted a little. "He's talking about mating. He gave his consent, his approval of who I've chosen as my future mate. In other words...he says we can perform the Saiyan equivalent of marriage."

The older boy frowned, then his eyes widened too. "He said we could get married?!"

"Uh Yeah...That's what he said. We don't have to if you don't want to."

The prince snorted, causing both boys to look at him. "What do you mean 'If you don't want to'? I, the prince of all Saiyans, has deemed this boy good enough to be your mate. If he doesn't want to mate with you then he is insane."

"Uh well..." He blinked, shocked, "I like the idea Mirai, but isn't it kind of soon to-"

"Soon?! Ahh! This brat MUST have come from your planet! This place must be hell to live on. All this waiting these weaklings do!"

"Gohan it's not too soon on this planet. In fact, we should have mated about half an hour ago."

"We were fighting."

Mirai laughed noticing his father roll his eyes. "That shouldn't have mattered. Saiyans like fighting remember?"

Gohan pulled back away from Mirai's shoulder and looked him in the eye. "Oh I remember it well. Shall we go 'fight' in your room some more?"

One moment, the two boys had been standing right in front of him and the next they were off down the hall, just going into Mirai's bedroom.

Vegeta nodded to himself, before placing a hand on his hip and smirking at the door. He shook his head, dropping his arm back to his side, before turning his head to look at his own bedroom door. "Not yet. I'm ready for anything but him." He decided he'd go check on his youngest to see if he had really done everything he had been told. He turned down a dark hall, and proceeded down a ramp, to slightly better lit hall.

The first thing he noticed was a pale skinned ball in blue shorts that almost matched his youngest son's eyes. "Damn brat." He mumbled as he heard a sniffle come from the ball. He walked right up to the small child and stood in front of him until he looked up, with his tear, reddened eyes. "Hi Mr. Ouji-sama," he said trying to rub the tears off his cheeks.

"Why are you out here?"

"Trunks told me that I had to stay out here."

"Why?"

"I kissed him, and he yelled at me and pushed me out here, saying, 'My dad told me not to let my slaves do that to me! Go wait outside!', then he slammed the door shut and locked it."

Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest, raising an eye-brow slightly. "You kissed him because?"

"Trunks and I used to kiss all the time when we played, because we always got upset. Kissing is the way adults apologize. I hit Trunks in the mouth while we were having a lap race. I was just saying sorry."

Vegeta smirked. "You kissed his mouth?"

"Yeah. We always kissed, where we hurt each other, even if it was-"

"I get the idea." He frowned as Goten hung his head, and started sniffling again. "What?"

"I lost one Trunks because of my brother. Now this Trunks hates me!"

Vegeta bent over and gathered Goten into his arms and picked him up, hugging him to his chest, rocking him back and forth. "He doesn't hate you. He's just doing what I told him to. I didn't know he was going to get a companion his age. I didn't want him getting hurt."

Goten swallowed, rubbed his wet eyes into the large chest. "You're nothing like the Vegeta-sama I know."

"No, I'm not." He set the young boy down kneeling in front him. "I'm going to have a talk with him ok?"

The younger boy nodded as Vegeta got up, and stepped over to the door, pulling on the handle. It was locked as Goten had said. He knocked loudly on the door and waited, trying to stay calm.

"I SAID TO SIT OUT THERE, AND THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE GOING TO DO!"

"Brat, open this damn door right now before I blast it open!" Vegeta growled.

There was a startled gasp and the sound of splashing water, quickly followed by the click of the lock opening. The door opened and a dripping wet Trunks stood panting, holding it open. "I'm sorry dad, but Goten k-"

"I know what he did." He turned his head to Goten. "Wait out here while I talk to him. This won't take long."

"Ok." He sat back down and leaned his head back on the wall.

Trunks stepped aside to let his dad in before he let go of the door, causing it to shut with a loud click that echoed in the large pool room. "Talk about what? I did everything just like you told me to! I promise!"

Vegeta walked over to a red padded chair that was far away from the pool and sat down in it, motioning for his son to do the same. As soon as the youth was settled Vegeta spoke. "I know I told you that if any of your slaves ever kissed you, to throw them out of the room, but Goten is different. I didn't know at the time you would be getting a companion that was your age, or Bardock's spawn's brat. You can kiss Goten and visa versa ok? I'm even giving you my consent."

Trunks's mouth dropped open. "Whoa. I'm not able to take a mate yet, and I only just learned how last week!"

"Some Saiyan mature faster, you might be one of them. It doesn't hurt to try."

"You don't even KNOW Goten that well! I don't know Goten that well!" Trunks's eyes went wide. "Is THIS what you were talking about to Mirai earlier?"

"Yes, but he already has my consent for his mate."

"Gohan?"

Vegeta didn't say anything. He looked at his son then out towards the pool.

"Dad? What if Goten's not my life mate?"

"You know already if he is or not. Weather you are aware or not is another story, but your body already knows." He got to his feet and walked over to the door. "You fed him right?"

"Yeah."

"Why don't you go try what you just learned then?" Vegeta exited the room and let the door shut behind him.

Goten was looking at him sadly. "Is it all ok now?"

Vegeta nodded and smirked. "Yes you should be happy with the changes. Now I'm going to 'apologize' to your father."

He walked off quickly down the hall and around the corner, but stopped and leaned against the wall so he could hear what happened next.

After a few minutes he heard the door open and close. He peaked his head around and saw his son standing over Goten, saying something with his head bowed and his hands behind his back. Goten looked up and him and smiled, finally getting to his feet to stand in front of the older boy. Trunks slightly taller leaned down and little. He said something to Goten, and reading his lips he got, 'I apologize.', before his son leaned in and kissed him on his chest. He knew the young one asked why he kissed him there for, and his son said 'Because I broke your heart, a few minutes ago.' He watched as Goten hugged his son, before leaving himself.

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