Okay guys I got some good reviews loving and hateful so I am going to reply with the same amount of respect that you gave me. Why? Because I'm a bitch like that. In this chapter When I was writing it I felt a little hasty at the time about having Vegeta find out so I have taken that out and will put it in the next chapter. You may have noticed that there were facts stated in the next that were magically found out. It is because there was a whole other chapter that was accidentally not put up but it will be I promise.

Bulla: What is this!? The one disclaimer I get to do and I'm not in your story!

Vegeta: Daughteralucard doesn't own dbz or vmb

Bulla: WHY!

Me: ya, I'm not getting into this one.

Well sense we have restarted the story and that means reintroductions to voices is cause some of you may not have read the original.

Jesse likes mirai, Joey wants mirai to feel pain and sometimes trunks will do what he says, Mira is greedy and wants mirai to have sexual relationships so she can have that experience.

Jesse thrives off of his happier emotions, Joey lives off violent and aggressive and depressing emotions, will Mira thrives off of his more intimate emotions. more persons may be created.

You should also no that when they speak in another language -it looks like this-

And now for your reviews!

Shahi:

Chapter 2

Trunks arrived at Goku's house. It was a really quick trip though. He just dropped off what he needed to and left. His wife was very friendly though. She had black hair that she wore down, a yellow dress with blue silk pants underneath.

She tried to get him to come in and talk but he told her this was only a drop off trip and maybe some other time when he wasn't in a hurry. When he flew off he spaced again. The voices were giving him a premonition of something bad happening that he did not expect. He tried to relax his mind and began to speak to one of his personalities.

He liked how they didn't take over they just talked and tried to tell him to do things but never took over...he wouldn't let them. He was talking to one named Jesse; she was one of his favorites. He liked to try and solve the riddles and even found himself speaking them out loud sometimes.

It humored him to no end to see the confused look on other peoples faces. Tell Houdini what he needs to know time bandit he thought to himself. He needs be wear of sweet lord Fauntleroy. He is annoyed. He was angered. He will be agitated. Houdini needs beware of danger. Firecracker will go off if Houdini plays with it! Houdini will keep it in mind! He landed still dazed and happened to walk around the back. This was a habit sense the door in his timeline to the front was caved in so he could only get in through the back.

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Vegeta came out of his GR just as Mirai had walked in through the back. He thought it odd that he was going in through the back but thought nothing off it. Instead he was more interested in what he was thinking all the time. Vegeta still wore his blue spandex and white armor only now the armor was a little cracked and there were tears about the AE suit. He was still annoyed at Mirai from running into him twice. He caught up with the kid and walked beside him. Mirai look at his father in interest. "Why are you always spaced boy!?"

"Well" said Mira, "we are not quite sure. We are always spaced for different reasons but we do not think of reasons to be spaced. Simply to stair off in space because space is so large there is room for everyone!" Vegeta lifted an eyebrow. He hated it when people talked in riddles. He found it nothing short of annoying. He gave him a deathly glare that made the boy go a little pale. Obviously he did not like being glared at.

"What is your name?" Mirai was taken aback by the question.

"I can't just tell you my name!"

"Ok then, I hate guessing games but I will play. Is it a saiyan name or a human name?"

"Well I was always told that you were made to name me so I imagine it would be a saiyan name." Vegeta simply nodded. The woman had demanded he thought up a name for there son before he was born because it was tradition in her family that the father names the male and the mother names the female.

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They walked into the house only to be met with a flying frying pan and a cowering Yamcha ducking behind Mirai. He had changed into a black button up shirt and blue jeans with black shoes. "I cannot believe you would do this again! You told me that it didn't matter to you that this baby wasn't yours you would be loyal to me and love him and accept the fact that Vegeta was staying. PLUS YOU SAID THAT YOU WOULD STOP CHEATING ON ME!"

"Wow doesn't matter how many times he plays that song you seem to still believe him" said Mirai. Vegeta quickly covered the stupid kids mouth. Obviously he lacked common sense and Bulma looked about ready to turn her anger on the poor boy.

"Tell me," said Bulma "your about fifteen or sixteen aren't you?"

"I have been for some time," responded Trunks as Vegeta let him go so he could answer.

"Good then you would be accustomed to being sent to your room for being a DUMBASS AND A SMARTMOUTH!" Mirai quickly left the kitchen catching the hint and strait there not wanted her to follow. As he left Vegeta grabbed Yamcha by the silk collar and threw him out the back door and kicked his suitcase out with him. "GOOD GOD SOMETIMES I WONDER IF YAMCHA IS STILL A TEENAGER! Speaking of which, were did that other one get off to, the smartass one?"

"Uh you sent him to his room." said Vegeta

"oh...wow now I kind of feel bad. He is such a sweet heart and a really nice kid. Well I guess even the nicest teen can't help himself when he sees an opening."

"Huh whatever, where's my dinner woman!" Bulma chuckled. He had gotten rid of Yamcha for her so she was more then happy to oblige to his request. She went into the kitchen and began preparing the best meal she could think up that didn't taste bad after she made it...spaghetti!

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Yamcha yelled her name till she got annoyed and yelled out the door "WHAT DO YOU WANT"

"I want another chance and this time I will treat you like a queen. If I screw up again then you can just leave me and I won't fight next time but please don't do this to me!" Bulma signed. She opened the door and could already see Vegeta's look of disgust. She could tell he was going to tell her off for this stupid decision, god knows she wouldn't mind it. She liked there little spats, they are what brought them together. She began to wonder why she was with Yamcha if she mated with Vegeta. He called her his mate, his and only his and said she held something so precious to him. She was regretting every meeting Yamcha!

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Mirai lay on the bed not willing to go down stairs when that firecracker was going off. He looked around the room and decided he didn't like what he saw. He pulled a box of capsules out. He was a vampire and traveled a lot so quite literally packed his room up and carried it everywhere with him.

Mirai pulled a capsule out and popped it on. A poof of smoke and a large white box appeared. He opened it up and pulled out a poster that was red with a hatchet man silhouette in black and posted it up on the wall. He then took a Marilyn Manson poster out and posted it above the desk. a calendar was put by the door, it was a calendar of some gothic art.

He pulled out a few other band posters and closed the box. he pulled out another and opened it. This one was somewhat larger then the other. he took out a large fleece blanket with the picture of green rather sluttish looking fairy and hung it across the window blocking out the sun. he hated the sun even thought he enjoyed the feeling of the warmth. It wouldn't kill him but it did feel a little hotter to vampires then mortals felt.

He pulled out two more flees blankets. one with a pink fairy that was also sluttish but had what looked to be butterfly wings. he put this one on the bed and the other blanket had jack skeleton on it. he stood in front of the graveyard he liked to take walks in and he randomly spread this one over the black one with the pink fairy and then he pulled out a rug with a black background, (like all of his blankets) and a white tiger in the center. he spread this one on the floor. He then pulled out a mirror from his long box.

It was a golden stand up mirror which he set next to the closet. He put the long box back in the capsule and opened a box and the closet. He hung some shirts up and threw the other clothes in the dresser sitting in the closet. He owned so many flip flops he didn't ware most of them. he threw them in the closet haphazardly and then took out his favorite zip up laced boots for guys, a pair of hooker boots he special ordered for himself, a pare of black and white converse, and a pair of yellow boots.

He pulled out a few black dresses and a couple of gothic skirts and hung the dresses and put the skirts in the dresser. When he was near his maker he had the wanted to be a girl for him. He knew his maker was in this timeline and immortal and he also new that if he found out what he was doing he would be angry.

He put the black mascara, eyeliner, and dark red lipstick in the desk and put a black lamp with a thin see through maroon piece of clothe over the top of the lamp. He put a laptop on in the center and slung a piece of large black cloth over the chair and called it good. He smiled that he managed to keep himself busy and feel a sense of home.

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Bulma felt really bad that the poor sweet kid was about to miss food so she went up and to ask if he wanted to come down for something to eat. She opened the door and saw that he HAD made himself at home.

It gave her the creeps but she tried not to think too much about it. He was asleep flat on his belly facing the wall still in his red and black shirt and bondage pants. Bulma saw something that looked like eyeliner on the dresser in the closet that he left open. She crept over to see if she was seeing this right and sure enough. He had a whole wardrobe for both a guy and a girl. She began to wonder but decided it best not to judge him just because he dressed differently from most guys.

It had always made her nervous when guys cross dressed but for some reason she couldn't feel resentment for him...she could only feel...accepting. She didn't know why but she wanted so bad to be this boy's mother and it was a justified want when she had sent him to the room he was staying in for having the nerve to say something like that to her. She simply shrugged it off and began to wonder if he owned any...women's panties...but this was quickly shaken off as she walked over to the sleeping teen.

She shook him a bit and he gave a yawn revealing four large sharp teeth. She drew back and he had a look of horror on his face. "Please," he begged, "I don't kill people. I only take what I need from the homeless. Please believe me!"

"Well I do but please don't resent me from being cautious." Bulma made the cross sign.

"That doesn't really work," he said trying to be helpful, "but if it makes you feel any safer" he walked over to the dresser and pulled what looked to be a crucifix with rosary beads and threw it in her direction. "Prince Vegeta will protect you to."

"You can touch a crucifix?"

"Oh yes," he said "it is odd that you aren't as surprised or terrified as most."

"Oh I've met a vampire before" said Bulma smiling at the memory of her friend beating the vampire for the dragonball. The boy simply nodded.

"Vegeta cannot no what I am." Bulma just nodded

"I agree, chances are he will kill you, if not to protect me, to protect his heir." Mirai smiled awkwardly. That would be an interesting show, Vegeta killing his son to protect him before he was even born.

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Bulma ran back to the kitchen closely followed by Mirai. He stopped at the doorway of the dinning room of not wanting to intrude. Vegeta motioned for him to sit in the seat on his left. Mirai did as he was 'told' when Yamcha came in. Mirai look very confused but Vegeta just shook his head. Obviously he had missed something after he was sent upstairs. "I did throw him out but shortly after you were sent upstairs he and Bulma settled things again and so he is back"

"It won't last to much longer. Give it about three or four more fights and he will be gone"

"Thank Kami"

"What are you guys whispering about" asked Yamcha.

Mirai simply smiled at him "An argument you missed" he said.

Yamcha thought about this but just shrugged his shoulders. Mirai rolled his eyes and Vegeta just nodded in agreement. Bulma came in with the food and sat to Vegeta's right.

Dr. Briefs, an old man with a white lab coat, brown slacks, and light purple hair, came in followed by Bunny, an old woman who looked young for her age with a red and white striped tank top, blue short shorts, and totally blond hair, as he sat at the other end of the table and bunny sat next to him across from Yamcha.

It was a rather loud night as three different conversations were going on at once. Vegeta and Mirai were talking together in saiyan, Bulma was talking to Yamcha about random topics, and Dr. Briefs and Bunny were talking about grandchildren and how great it will be to see little babies run about again.

Trunks shifted his sight from his father to Yamcha then quickly back to his father as they continued there conversation. It was mostly Vegeta talking and Mirai listening to him and responding occasionally. Just Mirai's luck, he was strangely attracted to Yamcha and so was Mira in her sweet seductive voice.

&Talk. Flirt. Touch. Feel...Fuck him Trunks...I want it so bad!!&

Please Mira, I don't want to betray my own mother like that. He is told old for me. He is 25, I am only 16 now and forever, never him, to old.

&Give him to me Trunks. Love him for me. I want it so bad.&

You are making me into a nymphomaniac please stop wanting it Mira, when you want it I want it!

&Give us what we want so the taste, the urge will be satisfied. You want to taste it, you want to feel it. You want the euphoric feeling of him being inside of you!&

Trunks turned his attention back to his father who was talking about how he wanted Yamcha out of 'his house' and now. Trunks, however, was having different plans for him.

It was true, he was a nymphomaniac and Mira only made him want the man more. -i wouldn't mind him going for my own sake- said Mirai. Dinner was done and Bunny cleaned off the table. Yamcha made his way to 'his' room for bed. Vegeta decided to train for about another hour before calling it a day and maybe watching TV. Trunks followed Bulma down to her lab wanted so bad to talk to her about what a danger he was posing with them. He new they weren't going to last but he didn't want to break his mothers heart. "You need to help me!"

"what's wrong?" she asked with a smile.

"It is your love, Yamcha, I am a threat for you two"

"What do you mean" she said now looking as annoyed as she was when Mirai opened his big mouth about his pleads to come back.

"Well I find myself very attracted and I don't want to pose as a threat but I really can't help myself!" Bulma was in shock but looked less annoyed and sorrier.

"Well I hope he isn't into kids, or guys for that matter, or it will give me good reason not to be with him anymore." her eyes were filling with tears. "He cheats on me and I know it. He begs my forgiveness and I fall for them. If you do end up doing something with him that is dishonest I would never hold it against you. I think I might thank you because you are still not of age and I would have to protect you from Yamcha."

"Ok now I feel terrible"

"No, don't. I should be the one to feel terrible but if you...Um...spend time with him...then I want you to come tell me so I can throw him out and be concerned for your well fair. You might save me from the hole I have dug myself into."

"Well I wouldn't worry about him much," said Mirai after thinking a bit about it.

"Why's that," she said wiping the tears out of her eyes. Mirai only smiled at her.

"Just a feeling," he said walking out leaving the woman confused.

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+Cut, slice, hurt, bleed, cut, slice, hurt, bleed+

please Joey, I really don't want to do this!

+Cut slice hurt bleed+

Mirai stood in the bathroom with a kitchen knife in his hand that he had sense he was turned. Joey loved it when trunks hurt him self. Trunks did as Joey wished and began to cut. The searing pain of the blade made his arm tingle with pleasure.

He dropped the knife and pulled out a box of matches and lit it. He held it over his cut and let the flame eat away at him. He never knew why Joey made him does these things or wanted him to, he only new that when Joey demanded it, it felt good, he wanted it. He stood in his room and lit another match and held it over the cut arm. His door swung open and Vegeta had stepped in. He saw him with the flame over his arm and looked a bit irate.

"Am I interrupting something?"

"Uh...not sure how to explain this"

"Yea don't bother" said Vegeta "I originally came here to tell you to go to bed cause your training with me tomorrow but now I guess I'm here to play parent and search this place for another box matches and such" Vegeta took knives out of the desk, under the bed, and matches everywhere. He was about to advance to the closet when Mirai stood in front of him

"Nothing in there interesting to see" he said quickly.

"Yea right kid, move"

"Um...no" Vegeta was about to loose his patents. It was late and he wasn't up for this

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE WAY OR IM SURE YOUR YOUNG MOTHER WOULD LOVE TO KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN UP TO AFTER SHE LEARNS WHO YOU ARE!" Mirai paled. He did not need that. He had already admitted his problem with Yamcha and how he wanted to avoid him, he didn't need her knowing who he was. Vegeta grabbed the back of the boy's neck and Mirai closed his eyes tight as if he was ready to be hit.

Vegeta thought this was an odd way to react but the truth was at this point he wanted to hit him. He wanted to knock some sense in him, beat him till he would admit what was going on with him.

"Tell you what. You tell me what all this cutting business and burning shit is about and I will even consider not searching closet." Mirai gulped

"They tell me to," he said quietly.

"Who," asked Vegeta now intrigued.

"Them, they are them. They are anywhere, everywhere, all the time."

"Really," he asked now letting Trunks go, "what else do they tell you."

"Lot's of stuff."

"What are they telling you right now," he asked. His curiosity had been piqued now. He had heard that humans who had lost their minds could here voices in their heads and see and here other things.

"Right now, they tell me of a bad link."

"What does that mean," he asked.

"I have no idea," he said. A creepy smile slipped on his face and he walked off. Vegeta blinked a bit, it was like the he had become a whole other person in a split second. He then wondered if he even realized it.

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Next time the missing chapter!