Chapter 18 – Reunited

Goku wakes up groggily and tries to remember what happened the night before. A smile forms on his face as memories come back to him.

Running through the hills. Almost panicking. The sound of the Trans-Oozaru Vegeta behind him.

Into a cave. Darkness. And a dead end. Claws flashing, teeth shimmering in the dark.

Vegeta's red eyes…

A stabbing pain in his shoulder as Vegeta bites him. Life is drained from him as Vegeta drinks him hungrily.

He is flipped to his stomach and pinned down. Dizziness overtakes him as Vegeta enters him.

He screams. Filled with pain and pleasure, he howls into the darkness as Vegeta takes him.

Somewhere inside his mind, his words said to Vegeta a long time ago echo back to him now:

'Losing to you sounds so good…'

"It was more than just 'good', Kakarot," Vegeta wakes him from his little daydream. "Kami, I really needed that."

Goku grins widely. "So did I…"

"You're losing credibility as a former dominant Saiyan, Kakarot. No one likes to lose that much."

"I do," Goku says seductively. "And I'll kick your ass if you don't shut up about it now."

Vegeta smirks.

"Sure you will."

Goku suddenly focuses his gaze on a point somewhere outside.

"What?"

He doesn't need to answer the question, Vegeta feels it too.

"We'd better take some senzu and get them to Capsule Corp."

They soon land next to the beaten and bloody bodies of Toorah and Mirai Trunks. Vegeta smiles.

"Smart kid," he says to Goku. "He convinced Mirai Trunks to bond with him. I don't think we'll have any more problems with the jealousy thing now."

"I hope not," Goku answers. "I'm sick and tired of being forced to fight him all the time."

"Sounds… familiar… huh?" Mirai groans, opening one eye.

"Don't talk, boy. You need to rest." Vegeta looks at him affectively as he picks him up. Goku picks up Toorah and they take off towards Capsule Corp.

Several days later, in a cabin in the woods…

Mirai Trunks awakes slowly and recognizes the smell of breakfast.

'Toorah, thank Kami for you.'

'You can thank me later, koi.' Toorah's arrogance surprises Mirai, but he shrugs it off. It's impossible to know whether Toorah will wake up as a dominant or a submissive partner. He gets out of bed and walks into the kitchen. Toorah's at the counter, piling up pancakes and other food on two plates.

Mirai grabs his ass and whispers into his ear: "How about saving breakfast for later?"

"Forget it, koi. I'm not letting this good food go to waste." Toorah removes Mirai's hands determinedly and sits at the table.

"You'll have to wait."

Mirai knows that his mate is playing games with him and sits down as well.

'I was never good at waiting to get what I want,' he teases Toorah. He slides his foot up Toorah's leg and massages his crotch with the toes.

'You son of a…'

'If you insist on waiting, I suggest you eat outside. You know I can't control myself when you're around.'

"Then perhaps you should learn," Toorah growls dangerously.

"Teach me," Mirai says seductively.

Toorah snarls and lunges himself at his mate, genuinely pissed off now.

'Have I ever told you that you're beautiful when you're mad?'

'Do you have a death wish?'

Toorah blasts Mirai right through the wall of the cabin.

'I am so telling your dad about this,' Mirai chuckles.

'Go right ahead, he'll probably whip your ass again for being such a jerk.'

'Sounds great.'

'If that's the way you want it, that's the way you get it, Trunks.'

Mirai smirks. He just won the battle.

Toorah attacks him ferociously, but Mirai's already gone. He soon reemerges from the cabin, tying his sword to his back.

'I just happen to know you get off on swords and bare chests,' he teases some more.

'That's a cheap shot. Everyone does.' Toorah fires a tractor beam at Mirai, capturing him and pulling him closer.

'But have I ever told you I get turned on even more when the bare chest is helplessly struggling to get free?'

"Baka. I'm… not… helpless…"

Mirai keeps struggling, but fails to break free. "What kind of… attack is this?" he grunts.

Toorah's face darkens. "It's the attack I used on Glacier right before I finished him off."

Mirai's eyes grow wide. It's nothing like Toorah to remind him of his divine superiority… His thoughts are interrupted by a blow to the head, almost knocking him out.

He crawls back to his feet, right in time to be lifted up and pinned to a nearby tree by his mate.

"Unh!"

"Bare chests and swords… I'll teach you, you little runt!"

Mirai enjoys every detail of Toorah's enraged face.

'Please do.'

"Ugh… Down with you." Toorah pushes Mirai down to his knees, undoing his pants with his other hand.

Mirai grins widely and takes Toorah's throbbing arousal into his mouth.

'Yep, it's turning you on alright.'

He feels how Toorah's hand grabs his hair and holds his head in place.

'Oops.'

'Can't shut up, can you?' Toorah's thoughts are irritated. He's pissed at himself because he let Mirai get to him again.

Looking down on the purple-haired Saiyan, he thrusts forward just a little harder than he intended to. Choking noises erupt from his mate.

'If you keep this up I'll puke all over you,' Mirai warns him.

'If you keep this up I won't care about that.'

Toorah thrusts again, slower this time, giving Mirai a little time to relax his throat muscles and deep throat him.

Strong hands turn Mirai around and push him up against the tree.

"Ah!" Mirai squeezes his eyes shut as Toorah pokes into him with his fingers.

"What are you complaining about? I might as well take you now, insolent brat."

"What's stopping you?" Mirai's blue eyes glance back at him, daring him to lose control.

"Nothing indeed," Toorah grins as he tears into Mirai's tight heat.

Mirai's hands claw into the bark of the tree as Toorah hammers into him. Pain and pleasure mix into bliss as he moves back to meet each new thrust.

A hand circles around him and starts pumping his arousal. Mirai blacks out for a moments when he comes.

"That was very entertaining indeed."

Red fabric rustles as a dark form steps out from the shadows of the trees.

Mirai gasps as he recognizes the cold voice addressing Toorah and him.

"You weren't so cooperative when we used to do this, isn't it, you little bitch?"

"King Vegeta?" Toorah is confused as he watches how the king approaches them.

"He's not our King Vegeta, Toorah," Mirai hisses. "Be warned."

"Oh no, I'm definitely not the same king as the old bastard of this dimension," the king continues. "I'd never let anyone become more powerful than me."

"Our king has nothing to fear from us," Toorah says, getting up and pulling up his pants in the process. "What is your business here?"

"I have come to claim what is rightfully mine," King Vegeta says and points to Mirai Trunks.

Toorah steps forward and assumes a defensive stance in front of Mirai.

"He's my mate, you can't have him."

King Vegeta cocks an eyebrow.

"And I thought it was the Prince that claimed him?"

"We both did." Vegeta appears out of nowhere. "Trunks, go find your pants and get ready to fight. We don't have much time."

'Father?' Toorah wants to know what's going on.

'I underestimated the powers of this king,' Vegeta has to admit. 'It seems he can control interdimensional traveling and the rules between this world and Otherworld.'

"Correct. I made sure that when you die this time, you cannot be wished back, brat. You will disappear from this realm completely." King Vegeta smirks.

"So, are you ready to fight?"

Radditz appears out of nowhere, joining the Vegeta family.

"We are."