Save the Day

Ah yes, this is it. The last chapter. is so proud I thought that I would have this fic go out with a bang so to speak. I hope you guys enjoy. grins…perverishly>

Thus this warning. There will be yaoi in this chapter or what some call slash or male/male. With three males at that. cheeky grin> So if that sort of thing bothers you...I suggest not reading this chapter.

Chapter Ten

To say that he was surprised would be an understatement of epic proportions.

To say that he was 'shocked as shit' would have been far more accurate. Now he had been having these more interesting conversations with the physical manifestation of the Android Cell for a few months now. They were few and far between but he had gotten used to them. But Raditz, in the flesh, was something new altogether.

There had been rare occasions when Mirai had been able to communicate with his long dead mate telepathically from Otherworld. But the long haired bastard wasn't in hell at the moment. He was standing just a couple of feet in front of him, communicating with him like he hadn't been deceased for the past seven months.

He probably should have taken the time to ask just how exactly this was possible but… it was then that trembles over took Mirai's body and he realized that even a couple of feet were too far to be away from his mate. Thus, the green haired hybrid was overcome with the irksome need to be closer to his much missed partner and quickly covered the distance between them.

He only took a second to be relieved that he could actually touch his mate. Everything after that was a blur of jet black hair and flailing limbs.

Cell, the android, turned up his nose in distaste at the sight of the two Saiyans kissing and pawing at each other.

"Must you do that now?" He sneered. "In front of me."

Raditz pulled himself away from his precious for but a moment to say:

"So turn around and we'll do it in back of you."

Then he was back amongst the pile of writhing flesh. Leaving Cell feeling thoroughly offended and just the littlest bit violated. The android's nose scrunched up even more than before as more and more the 'love bird's' clothing began disappearing.

"This is not why we're here!" the pale skinned android growled murderously.

When he didn't so much as get a glance in reply he prepared yet another verbal tirade only to be silenced by Raditz's truly perverted idea of greeting his mate. A violent blush lit up the android's face and upon finally giving up yelling at the two to them, he turned away.

Moans, groans and other unpleasant wet noises however were unavoidable. Prompting the poor put upon former mass murder to become embarrassed beyond comprehension.

Did they seriously not care the he was standing right here, less then four feet away from them?!

Well they were Saiyans. He heaved a defeated sigh and gave one last plea for his ever delicate sensibilities.

"Could you at least try to keep it down?"

Mirai came up for air long enough to respond.

"Um…sorry Cell but its been such a long time and…"

Raditz butted in at this point.

"We don't have to answer to him, love. If you're so offended by me and my precious's show of affection, why don't you just leave?" He chuckled.

"You know very well that I can't." the android growled.

Mirai sat up and raised a questioning brow.

"Oh, how silly of me." Raditz said feigning ignorance. "How could I have forgotten that we can't be more then five feet away from our boy here without immediately being sent back to hell?"

"Really?" Mirai asked bemusedly.

"Just a way to keep us out of trouble." The darker haired Saiyan replied.

"Yes, you should be proud Mirai," Cell added. The scorn in the android's voice was not lost on the youth. "That Yemma thinks so highly of you."

"Oh stop pouting," Raditz said amusedly. "Besides you do know the old saying: If you can't beat 'em, join 'em."

Before Cell could truly appreciate what Raditz was getting at, he found himself crashing to the ground between two excessively naked Saiyans. He glanced from the long haired bastard to the green haired nymph, pausing on the boy for a moment to truly realize what he'd become, then he turned his gaze directly in front of him.

"This stuff…" Raditz said flicking his finger across Cell's green speckled forearm. "Comes off doesn't it?"

Mirai giggled. Cell's eyes snapped back on the boy's grinning face. He would not have his futuristic counterpart…this shameless, hormone driven, abomination of his cells… (Well they weren't really his cells, but hey they were his now) giggling at him. And gawking at him…nakedly. After Cell was satisfied that the giggling would not continue, he turned to Raditz.

"Yes, it does come off. And no, you will not be the one to take it off."

"Fine. You take it off." The dark haired Saiyan grinned.

"I will not!" He yelled attempting to sit up only to have Mirai jump on top of him.

So Cell found himself pinned between the thighs, naked ones at that, of his green haired…um what exactly was this boy to him?

"This will definitely be the first thing to go." Mirai said in a voice the sounded so much like the android's very own.

The emerald coifed youth slipped a finger underneath the yellow strap the kept the android's helm on his head. The head piece clattered to the ground somewhere above him but at the moment he was too busy watching his futuristic counterpart as the boy proceeded to strip him of his armor with practiced ease. Even he had been a bit perplexed by the stuff the first time he'd attempted to take it off.

His headed snapped up from his study of Mirai to acknowledge Raditz and the hand that was currently running through his hair.

"Hmm…white." The Saiyan said. "That's a surprise. I would've thought it'd been green like Precious's here."

Precious looked up at them from his post at the android's feet. He was yanking those horrid yellow boots off of the white haired man, grass colored tail swaying happily behind him.

"There." Mirai grinned. "Acceptably nude."

The grinning youth took his place at the android's side and began admiring his handiwork. Cell simply stared at the boy, thoroughly unamused.

"Oh c'mon." The teen laughed. "You let me do it."

Just as Cell was about to respond with his oh so flawless reasoning for letting such an infringement on his personal space occur, he found that his head was being jerked in the opposite direction. And he was thus kissed rather forcefully by that idiot of a Saiyan whose idea it had been in the first place to visit their charge and give him some parting advice. He should have known better.

And it happened that just as he had resolved to bite the living (or dead…whatever) hell out of the bastard, Mirai had taken their little kiss as his cue. The little bastard wrapped his remarkably warm hand around his burgeoning arousal.

Cell gasped at the sensations that such intimate contact created giving Raditz just enough room to thrust his tongue in the surprised android's mouth. He'd get to that later, but just what the hell did the little…wait and minute. Mirai had his hand around his… arousal. And just were the hell did that come from? That would mean that on some level he was enjoying this. He would have taken the time to analyze the situation a bit more thoroughly if hadn't been for Mirai's hand. Talented hand that it was. Or for that matter, Raditz's ever insistent tongue in his mouth.

The logical part of his brain reasoned that Raditz didn't actually taste as bad as the android had been expecting. Obviously that part of his brain was suffering because most of the blood in his body was currently elsewhere. However, upon seemingly getting the go ahead from its center o'logic his body reacted to the big burly one's ministrations and he began kissing him back. All the while Mirai set to work on the more sensitive part of the android's anatomy.

It was then that Cell's crimson orbs shot wide open and he was able to pull himself away from the Saiyan that had been ravishing his mouth to look upon the Saiyan that was kneeling comfortably between his legs.

The boy was just grinning up at him like nothing was wrong. Like he hadn't just… licked him… there. Apparently, Mirai had found his utter shock to be amusing because he started giggling…again. Cell had been sure that they had come to an accord on the issue of giggling…at him…nakedly.

But honestly, he found that he couldn't stay mad at the boy. Not now anyway, what with Raditz currently nuzzling him and sucking on his neck and the boy currently nuzzling and sucking him… on… other places. He watched in a sort of rapt fascination as the green haired boy took his erection into his mouth. Wow. The whole thing. And just why was he so fascinated by this? Maybe because it was his erection the boy was currently lavishing with such tender devotion.

It was a novel experience the android had to admit. The moist heat of the boy's mouth wrapped around him, he was actually getting harder. If that were at all possible. It didn't wasn't long before the heat that coiled in the pale man's belly had become unbearable and he came into that lovely mouth of Mirai's shuddered and gasping for air.

Once he'd regained enough control over himself to open his eyes, Cell found that he was still being petted rather attentively by Raditz who was staring at him with a smug look on his face.

"I taught him that." The Saiyan whispered in his ear.

The both of them watched as the green haired one licked him clean and then looked at them with a pleased little grin on his face. Oh, but the little nymph was far from being finished with him. Raditz chucked darkly in his ear and said:

"Like watching twins. I always wondered what all the fuss was about."

He gave the android one last kiss before he pulled away. He sat a little bit farther away from them, a perverted smirk plastered on his face. But Cell's attention was soon back on the pale skinned Saiyan between his legs. Mirai was looking out at him with smiling lavender orbs. A chalk blue tinted hand running up the inside of his milk colored thigh. The android sat up on his elbows watching the boy through narrowed red eyes, tense and waiting.

Cell should have been disgusted by what happened next. The logical part of his brain, poor blood deprived portion that it was, screamed what preceded was wrong on so many levels. The rest of him didn't seem to agree apparently as he watched rather intently as the boy spit into the palm of his hand. That in itself wasn't entirely alarming. What had his logical and apparently where his sense of what was morally right and wrong (surprising to find he had even one of those) was residing all in an uproar was what Mirai had just spit into his hand.

The youth looked up at him grinning.

"Sorry," He started. "Though you did taste rather nice, I think that I can put this to better use elsewhere."

Elsewhere? Elsewhere like whe… Oh…

He couldn't help the way his face twisted at the feeling of those slick fingers pressing into him. It was the strangest thing. He didn't get long to decipher the feeling as within moments Mirai was on top of him, kissing him. He could taste himself and he found that he was as turned off by it as he would have imagined. The musky scent that had been dominating the air since this little lust excursion had begun was now palpable on his tongue. The boy was reeking with it and it made his head swim. His erection was back, the friction of bodies making it almost painful. But it wasn't enough.

Mirai's fingers twisted inside him making him shiver and press down into the invasion. Prompting a groan to emanate from someone other than the two of them. He pulled away from the hybrid's mouth to glance over at Raditz. It would seem that the shaggy haired bastard was enjoying the show the two of them were putting on. He sat there his grinning face blushing as he looked upon the two of them with a lustful gaze. He had his hand wrapped around himself stroking in a steady rhythm.

Leaving Cell to wonder what precisely he'd gotten himself into. How exactly had a simple visit turned into a textbook example of Saiyan porn?

Mirai had insisted on being the center of Cell's attention however and got it back with one fluid motion impaling the android. Cell's mouth dropped open in a mixture of surprise and pain. He opened his eyes again to take in the face of the green haired impatient one. It was scrunched up as well. Mirai leaned down their foreheads touching. The both of them panting and faces flushed violet. He stared into the hybrid's amethyst orbs, the boy was so different from him, but he was still so much the same. He spent a second wondering if they should stop this. But then Mirai kissed him, his warm wet tongue forcing its way inside, and he started to move.

Any doubts that Cell had about this were quickly forgotten. So, he wrapped his legs around the hybrid and just went with it. The younger male's initial movements were slow lazy ones, it was driving him insane. He opened his mouth to comment on this turn of events and established that he could barely breathe let alone speak. The boy's long green bangs were slicked to his forehead with sweat. His eyes screwed shut and a blush coloring his face all the way down to his neck.

"Precious." A deep, rumbling voice ground out just to the left of them.

Cell looked over towards the Saiyan that was happily watching this scene unfold.

"Harder, precious." Raditz continued, never slowing his own pace. "I want to hear him scream."

Mirai was quick to do as he was told. He grabbed the pale haired cyborg's legs and hoisted him up higher, driving himself deeper and harder into trembling android's body, effectively hitting something very nice inside of him in the process. Cell's mouth fell open in an attempt to get more air into his lungs but it was to no avail. It was to the point now that he had to concentrate just keep his power level down. This was ridiculous. This should not feel this good. Nothing had any right to. Mirai whimpered in his ear, the boy's own breathing heavy and uneven.

"So…fucking…good…" The emerald tressed teenager groaned.

Cell was inclined to agree. The android cried out helplessly as the most wonderful surge took him over. He had to close his eyes, it had all become just too much to process. His mind was too numb for this, his body too tired and spent. But it felt sooo good. But a moment or so later Mirai collapsed on top of him in a sweaty exhausted heap, grinning down at him from ear to ear, and it was over.

The boy looked at him pushing a few random strands of ashen hair out of his eyes, an affectionate gaze fixed solely on him. Cell wasn't so sure if he liked Mirai looking at him like that. But before he could take in enough oxygen to even begin thinking of a way out of this the boy was suddenly pulled up and out of him by the big burly one that Cell had almost forgotten was there.

The android sat up on his elbows and watched as the long haired bastard promptly mounted and thrust into his… what was this boy to him again?

Cell watched, utterly enthralled as Raditz fucked the living daylights out of his mate.

Saiyans…he'd never understand them.

"So…" Mirai said snuggling closer to his mate, his green tail wrapped around the other man securely. "You guys came here to tell me something?"

"We have plenty of time for that later. Now rest up." Raditz muttered. "I'm not finished with you yet."

"You too." He added looking up at the android who had made himself comfortable sitting cross legged against a rock. "I haven't gotten my turn with you yet."

"What makes you think you'll get a chance." Cell's eyes snapped opened and narrowed as a thought suddenly hit him. "You planned this all along didn't you?"

Raditz simply chuckled in reply.

"Pervert." Mirai mumbled before he finally drifted off to sleep.

The next day…

"Oooohhohohoo…I can't believe my little baby's leaving me forever!"

It had started so suddenly that everyone couldn't help but be surprised. They all turned to the wailing woman and the ambushed boy and they couldn't help but crack a grin at the unfolding scene. Chichi had Kabu in a death grip. Squeezing the blushing teenager for all he was worth.

"Uh…Miss Chichi…" The boy whimpered.

"Don't call me that!" she growled. "Call me what you used to call me!" She continued wailing.

"Um…Auntie Chi…" Kabu tried.

"Oooohhohohoo… my baby!" She hollered and began to kissing mercilessly all over his face.

"Chi, let 'em go!"

Bulma's plea on the young Saiyan's behalf had gone ignored as usual.

"Yeah, Mom, I think you've embarrassed him enough." Goten added.

The dark haired woman's hold on Kabu was gone in an instant and the Saiyan boy dropped to the ground, struggling for breath. For a human, Son ChiChi was incredibly strong. He watched with a health bit of fear as the woman rapidly advanced on his older brother.

Goten howled as his mother latched on to his ear and yanked him back into Kabu's direction.

"He's your only baby brother!" Chichi screeched. "And he's leaving us forever!"

"No, he's not mom!" The Demi insisted. "We'll see him again!"

"It's not the same!" She continued to wail. "Trunks! Get over here and hug your baby brother goodbye!"

"Forever!" she added rather loudly in Goten's ear.

"Um…okay." The lavender haired mastermind behind this little adventure squeaked.

From the sidelines, where it was safe, Kilik watched as the three young men stared at each other briefly all seemly at a loss when it came to how exactly this hugging 'thing' worked. She knew for a fact that her little brother, Kabu was a classic case of what Bulma had called a 'non-toucher'. Meaning he couldn't even stand to be in a cramped elevator let alone having someone hug him. Which meant of course what had happened next had truly surprised the Saiyan girl.

Her touch hating little brother, Son Kabu, had suddenly tackled both Trunks and Goten in an impressive attempt at a hug.

"Is he sobbing?" a familiar voice asked from just beside her.

"Yeah…he is." There was just the tiniest bit of alarm evident in Kilik's response.

She glanced over at Cell, taking in his slightly ruffled appearance.

"We were almost afraid that you wouldn't show." She said, no hostile emotions at all coloring her words. "You look…um…calm."

The boy just grinned.

"Yeah. I guess I am." He said.

The two of them turn to back to the show at hand. Kabu was now hugging the living daylights out of Bulma…and sobbing. Cell and Kilik shivered.

"Alright! Alright! Break it up!" Kilik yelled going over to break up the love fest that had evolved.

Everyone was gathered out side of the time machine. Some of them were crying hysterically (Chichi and oddly enough Trunks). Some of them were just grinning happily for all they were worth (Pan was waving at them like a crazed loon).

"Man," Kabu said. "You know we really can't fuck this up you know."

Kilik just rolled her eyes…

"Shut up, Kabu." She sighed her bottom lip trembling just the slightest bit.

..and flicked the necessary dials and switches.

"This is it." Cell muttered, nervous energy rolling of the hybrid in waves.

Everything around them blurred and twisted…

"Here we come to save the day." Kabu grinned.

…and they were gone but not before.

"Shut up, Kabu."

Of course.

The End

A/N: Can you believe I actually finished a story.