Author's Warning: This is yaoi! If you don't like it, please don't hurt yourself by reading it! This is the long awaited sequel to 'Weak as I am'. Enjoy!
With You
Chapter 1 – Mirai Trunks returns
Vegeta wakes up with a start, wondering what's wrong. Next to him is Kakarot, sleeping soundly. A warm smile forms on his face as he watches his mate sleep. How long since their bonding night? Three weeks? It feels like ages ago. He curls up to Kakarot, who immediately reacts by embracing Vegeta.
'Can't sleep?'
'Something woke me up, I guess. Nothing important.'
'Well, since we're awake now…'
Goku doesn't have to finish his thought. Vegeta's hands are already roaming his body, leaving sparkling ki trails everywhere.
"Vegetaahh…"
Somewhere, in another dimension, someone finally loses it. All hope, all belief that he's in the right place vanishes after the androids are gone. The world regains its posture and people start to rebuild what was destroyed. He is the last of the Saiyan race, everyone else has died. His loneliness is eating him alive, still he can't get his hands to charge up and end his now useless life. His mother tried to talk to him, but he's turned his back. How can she possibly understand how he feels?
His hands hold a picture of Vegeta, his father. He stares at it, tears blurring his vision.
"Vegeta," he whispers hoarsely. "I need you…"
His tail lashes out restlessly. The stone inside his chest seems to grow larger and larger, urging him to action. The thought he's been playing with for so long, takes shape inside his mind. He can't bear to live in this world any longer. He'll go to the other dimension, where his father remains. He has to run from those feelings, which are so strong he blacks out from time to time. He runs to the monitor inside his mother's lab for the last time. There, he can see into their world. He can see his father… and Goku. His fists clench at his sides as he watches them mate.
"Fuck you, Goku. He's mine," he growls.
"Trunks?"
He was so preoccupied with what was happening on the screen that he never heard his mother enter.
"Honey, what are you doing? Are you spying on them?" She crosses her arms over her chest, subconsciously copying her late husband.
Trunks' eyes narrow as he glares at his mother.
"That's none of your business," he growls.
"Hell yes it is! Trunks, you have to stop doing this to yourself! You live in this world, not in theirs!"
"Well, I'm about to change that," he snarls, shoving Bulma aside and running towards the time machine.
"Trunks, NO! Please don't do this!" Lying helplessly on the floor, Bulma stretches out her hand to her son. Too late. Trunks already left.
Life has been peachy for Goku and Vegeta since they first mated. No villains, no concerns.
During their early morning spar, when Goku uses a flashy attack, Vegeta comments: "We're getting used to peace, Kakarot. In times of trouble, you'd never use an attack like that."
"Guess I've been hanging out with the boys too much lately," Goku grins. "The things they come up with are outrageous at times. They make me laugh though."
"Those brats belong in a circus," Vegeta growls playfully. "We'll soon join them as we keep this up." He fazes out and reappears behind Goku's back, hammering him down into the ground.
"OW! Damn it Vegeta, that hurt!"
"See what I mean? We're getting old, Kakarot. Maybe we should retire."
"Baka." Goku fazes out as well, but doesn't reappear.
'Hide and seek, huh?' Vegeta switches to telepathy. 'Give it your best shot.'
'I already did.' Goku reappears and points down.
"What the hell is that?" Vegeta asks, uncertain about the attack. He looks down on what appears to be some kind of liquid, swirling up to him like a tornado.
"Wait and see," Goku grins.
"Forget it," Vegeta says and fazes out. Taken by surprise, he looks down when he reappears. "What the…" The liquid whirlwind is still right underneath him, and before he can blink, it envelopes him, numbing him and restraining his ki. A series of curses emerges from Vegeta as he tries to fight off the liquid, to no avail.
"Kakarot! Get this shit off me!"
"I recall you just called me old." Goku smirks at Vegeta's rage.
"You're not old, baka! You just proved yourself!"
"Say the magic word, Vegeta," Goku teases.
"Fuck you!"
Goku shrugs. "That's an interesting suggestion as well." He lifts up his hands and clenches them together. The liquid disappears.
Vegeta falls down, powerless to stop himself. Goku catches him, grinning widely.
"What the hell was that?" Vegeta asks, trying to regain his power. He feels totally drained.
"Ki drain attack. It costs me a lot of energy to maintain it, though."
"Well, it sure was effective. I can barely walk!"
"So, you still think we should retire?"
"I think you should teach me that technique." Vegeta glares up.
"As soon as you've recovered, alright?" Goku looks down on his mate, enjoying the feel of Vegeta's weight in his arms. The feeling doesn't last long though. They sense it at the exact same moment. A strong ki has landed nearby.
Goku feeds some of his own ki into Vegeta, to help him recover.
"This ki seems familiar," Vegeta says. "But I can't place it."
"Let's go." Goku takes off with Vegeta on his heels.
They soon land near the Time Machine.
"Mirai Trunks," Goku says, surprised. "What the hell is he doing here?"
"Let's ask him," Vegeta suggests calmly.
They walk towards the Time Machine, but stop dead in their tracks as they see Mirai Trunks get out of the ship. His hands shiver as he climbs down.
'His ki feels totally messed up,' Goku shares his concern with Vegeta. 'He's either very sick or badly wounded.'
Vegeta frowns. He can't shake off the feeling that something is wrong. But Kakarot is right; his future son seems to be hurt.
'He needs help.' Vegeta takes off and lands beside Trunks, right in time to catch him. Just before he loses consciousness, Trunks whispers: "Vegeta… Finally…"
"Let's get him to Capsule Corp." Vegeta takes off into the sky, his future son in his arms.