Chapter 14 – Awakening

Vegeta wakes up and instantly regrets doing so. Mirai Trunks is lying heavily on top of him, so he can't move an inch. He curses mentally, thus waking his new mate.

"What?" Trunks asks groggily. An intense groan emits from his throat as his ribs remind him of what happened last night.

He switches to telepathy as well.

'Kami damn it…'

'My thoughts exactly,' Vegeta comments sarcastically. For a few moments they just lie there, trying to stay conscious.

'You look like shit,' Vegeta provokes Trunks, to distract him from the pain.

'Yeah well, you look like I feel,' Trunks retorts. 'Trust me, that's worse.'

Then he changes the subject. 'It's a good thing we didn't bring senzu beans. I'd take one in a heartbeat.'

'Weakling,' Vegeta growls. 'Pain is just a feeling. It can be ignored.'

'Well, good luck with that,' Trunks chuckles. 'After all, you're the one who's going to get us home.'

'We don't have to get up to use Instant Transmission.'

'Thank Kami for that. I don't think I'll be able to get up… ever.'

'You'd be surprised how fast we can heal, kid. Here we go.'

Vegeta lifts his fingers to his forehead, grimacing in pain. They faze out.

They reappear inside the cabin in the woods on Chikyuu. Vegeta immediately passes out again after using his last ki to get them there. Mirai Trunks grabs a blanket to cover them and curls up to his mate to keep him warm.

Two days later…

Mirai curses like he never has done before.

"Shimatta, it's like it's getting worse instead of better!"

"Look on the bright side, boy. At least you can talk again." Vegeta lies in bed comfortably, looking like a reincarnation of the Mummy. It took them a lot of time to dress all of his wounds.

"I don't understand how you can be so stoic under these circumstances," Mirai Trunks spits. He starts coughing, grabs his sides and curses again.

"You would improve a lot if you stopped worrying about your recovery. Just relax. You will heal."

Black eyes burn into Trunks' blue ones.

"You're pissed off because we're not allowed to take senzu beans, am I right?"

Mirai Trunks lets out a ragged sigh. "I am. It's ridiculous."

Vegeta shakes his head. "It's not. It gives us the opportunity to get used to having each other around."

"I feel totally useless hanging around doing nothing."

"You're not doing nothing, you're healing. It's quite the opposite, believe me."

Mirai glares at Vegeta. "How so?"

"You said it's like it's getting worse. It's not. But because Saiyans heal fast, they have to withstand more pain than people who heal slowly. Humans, for example, heal slowly compared to us. They suffer less pain, but are doomed to stay in bed for a long time. Because your healing process is fast, it feels like it's not getting better. But it is. Trust me, in two or three days you'll be able to sneeze without passing out."

Mirai blushes as Vegeta refers to the incident that happened yesterday. As soon as he sneezed, the pain became too much to handle. He went out like a candle.

"I'd rather be able to walk again," Mirai growls. "And to bathe! Kami, I stink like a pig."

"No you don't," Vegeta says, smiling genuinely. Mirai amuses him endlessly.

The smell he is referring to are pheromones. Mirai is impatient.

Vegeta chuckles.

"What's so damn funny?"

"You're so cute when you act like that."

Mirai looks at him totally baffled. "Say what? Act like what?"

"Like a horny teenager," Vegeta says, grinning widely.

Mirai turns from pale to pink and averts his eyes.

"You mean…"

"That's the smell. I must have done something right when we bonded."

Mirai looks at him longingly. "It was heaven and hell at the same time. I can't describe it. I didn't care if I lived or died, as long as you didn't stop."

Vegeta ITs to Mirai's bed and curls up next to him.

"You need to rest," he whispers. "Don't worry about your recovery. Everything is going to be fine."

Mirai yawns with a grimace. "I'll take your word for it." He closes his eyes and enjoys the feel of Vegeta's hand stroking his hair before he falls asleep.

Vegeta is gone when Mirai wakes up again.

"What the…" He sits up and looks around. Wait a sec… Sitting up without passing out?

"How long have I been asleep?" he whispers.

"Three days," Vegeta's gruff voice hits his ears. "You needed it." He's wearing a pair of loose navy blue pants.

Mirai's mouth falls open. "Your wounds…"

"Almost gone. I can still tell where the big ones were though."

"Kami…"

"I told you we are fast healers." Vegeta sits down on his bed. "Can you get up?"

"I think so…" Mirai carefully gets out of bed, helped by Vegeta. They get to the bathroom, where Vegeta removes Mirai's bandages to check on his injuries.

"You won't be needing bandages anymore," Vegeta states. "Just take it easy for the next couple of days. If those ribs of yours heal the wrong way, they'll have to be broken again."

"I'll take it easy," Mirai promises, closing his eyes and leaning to the wall.

"Dizzy?" Vegeta inquires.

Mirai nods.

"You need to eat. We'll bathe after." He turns on the water, then helps Mirai get to the kitchen table and gets the capsulated food he brought in before.

Mirai digs in like a wolf, devouring the food. It never tasted as good as it does now.

'It feels like I'm eating for the first time in my life,' he says to Vegeta telepathically.

Vegeta nods. He has already eaten and he noticed the change as well. His Saiyan senses have always been sharp, but now that they're bonded, they seem to have improved even more.

'I'm beginning to understand my own impatience now,' Mirai thinks with a huge grin on his face.

'I doubt if the sex can improve,' Vegeta says, also grinning. 'It would probably kill us.'

'You know? I don't care.' Mirai's eyes are brighter than ever before.

'I know you don't. It's almost scaring me.'

Vegeta looks at the mess on the table. 'Are you done?'

Mirai carefully leans back and closes his eyes in delight. 'Yeah.' He's purring subconsciously, waving his tail behind his back lazily.

'Good. Let's get ourselves clean then.'

They carefully get into the tub. Vegeta washes the hard crusts of blood off Trunks' body, gently massaging his still aching muscles with the sponge. Mirai starts purring again, his eyes closed, his body relaxed. From time to time, he looks at his mate through half-lidded eyes. He admires Vegeta's hard, well-toned body.

'Will the scars stay?' he asks out of nowhere. He'd hate the thought of that; he marked Vegeta with his teeth, and that's enough. He has to admit that scars look good on Vegeta, but he would be comparing himself to Frieza if these scars would last.

'They won't. Only the bite mark.'

'Thank Kami for that.' Mirai relaxes again.

'I'd never compare you to Frieza,' Vegeta assures him.

"That's good to know," Mirai whispers. His eyes grow wide as Vegeta works his way up his inner thighs. He grows hard as he notices that Vegeta takes his time for that particular area. More time than is necessary.

Mirai's head falls back as Vegeta gently massages his opening. New skin has already formed and it's very sensitive.

"Uuunhh," Mirai groans. His legs circle around Vegeta's back, pulling him closer. His hands grab Vegeta's arousal and start to stroke it slowly. Vegeta leans in for a kiss, rubbing his abs against Mirai's arousal. His hands find the base of Mirai's tail and they stroke it with short, swift motions. Mirai groans into the kiss and barely notices how Vegeta's mouth leaves his to work its way down.

Suddenly, Vegeta's hands cup his butt and lift him up until his arousal surfaces. With a wicked grin on his face, Vegeta lowers his head and teases Mirai's arousal with his tongue. His fingers probe his new mate's opening, stretching him.

Mirai's hips buck up to him, but Vegeta holds him down firmly. Mirai glares at him and growls in the back of his throat. Where Vegeta can make Goku beg, Mirai Trunks only gets pissed when he is teased. It turns Vegeta on and he waits just another second before deep throating Mirai's throbbing arousal. The glare Mirai fires at him right before that is beautiful. Blue eyes look at him feverishly from a flushed face, while Mirai's fangs are bared. Mirai doesn't beg, he demands. Vegeta is more than willing to give him whatever he wants.

Mirai's hands squeeze the edge of the tub so hard that it starts to crumble and break. Vegeta's fingers are still inside of him, stimulating his prostate and driving him crazy. He feels his climax approaching and opens his eyes. Vegeta captures his gaze as he increases the pace. Mirai can't control himself and screams incoherently as he spills his semen into Vegeta's hot mouth.

Before he knows what hits him, Vegeta removes his fingers and enters Mirai's tight heat. Mirai gasps at the sensation. Flashbacks from their bonding night shoot through his mind, but he soon comes down to earth and realizes that Vegeta has no intention to ravage him now like he did then. Vegeta waits patiently for Mirai to adjust, then starts to move very slowly.

Unlike inexperienced and impatient Mirai, Vegeta takes all the time in the world to explore his mate's body. Mirai holds on to him with strong arms, caressing Vegeta's shoulders and back. Cupping his butt cheeks, he follows Vegeta's rhythm, slowly rocking back and forth.

Mirai fists his hand into Vegeta's hair and brings him down for a passionate kiss. Looking at each other intently, they dare one another to lose control. To his own surprise, Vegeta loses this battle. Increasing the pace, his body soon contracts into an orgasm.

Needless to say, the bathtub needs to be replaced after they are done.