Author's Notes: I finally got around to fixing these up! This is my first story so please don't flame me it will scar me for life, I may never write again, and you don't want that do you? Sorry I still couldn't think of a better name.

Anyways, this is a Tr/Gh story I can't summarize the story or I'll give it away so just read.

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of the characters. Please don't sue me, I own nothing.

(insert name)'s POV is if you can't tell is point of view,

are thoughts,

"..."is dialogue,

And on with the story.

Why does it hurt so much?

Prologue

Normal POV

A lavender haired man floated out of his strange dome-like machine. He walked up to the building nearby and rang the doorbell. The door opened and an chibi version of the man stared at him and yelled

"MOM! Did you clone me in my sleep again?"(A.N.Sorry i just had to add that part in.)The older man sweat dropped.

"Trunks, I already promised to stop cloning you," answered a blue haired woman walking to the door "Who's at the do..."she stopped mid-sentence when she saw who was at the door. It took her a half second to process what she was seeing and then,

"Trunks! Your back!"

The blue haired woman jumped the sweat-dropping demi-saiyan. Her son just stared at the scene oddly, ' I mean how often do you see your mom attacking your look-alike?...Wait look-alike?' and the kid figured out who this guy was, it only took him about one minute, he was too busy staring at his mother basically choke his future counterpart to death.

"So you're the me with the time machine, that mom is always talking about." The ten year old didn't understand why, but something about this guy gave him a feeling, of foreboding, like something bad would happen with this guy around.

"That's right Trunks, this is the future you in a different timeline"

"Oh, hi!" The demi-saiyan just didn't feel entirely comfortable talking to his older version.

"Hey kid" replied Mirai ' 3...2...1...'

'That does it, no one is allowed to call me a kid, I'm not that little anymore' "I'm not a kid, I'm 10 years old!" Mirai smirked 'zero' he would have said the same thing at that age.

"Anyways, Mirai why are you back?

"Mother told me to come back here before she died, she made me promise." 'his voice it's so sad...' thought Trunks. "Besides I don't really have anyone left there anymore..."Mirai's voice sounding less depressed but depressed non-the-less. "So I was wondering that maybe if you didn't mind, I could stay here with you."

"Of course you can! We have so much to tell you! I have to invite everybody over, I'm sure they'd be surprised to see you." You'd never guess that this babbling woman would be a genius and fore she kept talking at a speed that shouldn't be possible, while the lavender haired boys kept quiet.

"Where's father?"

"Oh Vegeta's out sparing with Goku"

"What? I thought, didn't he ...well, you know… huh?"

"Oh sorry but like I said I have a lot to tell you"

"Alright" Mirai hesitated before he asked his next question.

"Where's Gohan?"

"Gohan should be coming over soon to help Trunks with his studies, you can talk then"

"Alright great...Gohan" the last part he whispered softly to himself but someone heard him.

Mirai's POV

'Gohan... I've missed him so much, I guess I just needed an excuse to see him again,' while I tried to decide how to speak with him, I caught about half of Mother's conversation with herself.

The rest of the day has been a blur but I have noticed I haven't seen mini-me for a while, 'Kid probably ran off to play, lucky, I have to mingle with the others.' But that thought is quickly forgotten along with anything and everything else when I see him.

"Gohan,"' Did I say that breathlessly? I'm pathetic!'

"Trunks" He's giving me a grin "your back!"

Gohan's POV

'He's back! I have to tell him now before it's too late...' I open my mouth to say something 'uh maybe later' Damn we're just staring at each other now. He's the first to speak.

"So how've you been?"

I'm counting the recent changes on my fingers, "Well I'm in college now, I just dumped my high school girlfriend and I'm living on my own near campus," odd, for some reason about half way through my list, for a second, Trunks' eyes flashed with a feeling I didn't understand..

"Why'd you break up?" 'That's why! I got to fix this. i don't want him feeling uneasy. Think Gohan, think!

...I got an idea' "We never really loved each other, basically she only went out with me so she could show off to her friends" I say quietly. "Goten and Trunks call her 'Annoying blood sucking harpy from the pits of hell'" Now I'm grinning. "I personally prefer 'devil's evil step-daughter'" Yes he's laughed at my joke.

"Alright" 'Woo hoo problem solved, maybe I still have a chance!'

"Um Gohan can we talk privately?" 'Why would he want that?'

"Yeah sure," He led me to the place we last saw each other nine years ago, 'everyone is on the other side of the building, why would he want to talk here?' I can't help but feel that we're being followed, but I ignore it. 'what could he want?'

Mirai's POV

"Gohan...I need to tell you... what I'm trying to say is...um well..."'Damn it I'm stammering. Why am I so nervous? I know Gohan won't take it too badly. I'll just say it'

"..."'I can't say it, damn' I lean in closer to his face 'oh well actions speak louder for words' and close the gap between us.

Gohan's POV

'Trunks is kissing me! Man he tastes good, wow I'm pretty sure we been kissing for like five minutes' He pulls away from me.

"Wow, so was that as good for as it was for me?"

"I don't know, it was okay but I had better" 'ok I'm lying through my teeth, so sue me I want to see his reaction'

"Oh really" He's smirking now, and looks way too much like Vegeta. He forcefully grabs me and gives me a great bruising kiss.

"Much better, definitely better than my ex-girlfriend, that's for sure"

"Great, so I kiss better than a blood sucking harpy"

"Yep, pretty much, so want to head back now?"

"Not yet, I have one more thing to do first"

"I love you" 'He said it, I already knew but, he's said it. Note to self when Mirai isn't looking do happy dance' I pull him in for another kiss this one lasts much longer.

"l love you too" we're going to head back soon but right now I just want to be with him a little longer.

"I don't want this to end," 'what's he talking about?' "Good things like this never last, at least for me, last relationship I had, he died a week after we confessed, I don't want that to happen again not with you."

"What? Mirai, who said it's going to end. I want this to last forever too, but if it doesn't, it'll be okay, as long as this happens once. Trust me when I say I love you."

Normal POV

Unknown to either of the lovers, a lone figure had followed the two, he saw everything that happened. He actually looked like a younger version of one them. The boy turned away from the two his normally cocky face, was indifferent, cold like his father, but if you studied his face carefully, you'd notice tears in the corner of his eyes. Though his mind was clouded with his pain, the boy knew better than to fly away, so instead he chose to run as fast as he could, without disturbing the two lovers, he ran until he got to his room.

One thought kept running through his mind 'Why does it hurt so much?'

So? What did you think? About that Author's note, well I just believe that even though capsule corp. only makes capsules that Bulma wouldn't mind branching out into other fields of science.

Anyways please review