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Chapter 11 – Death
Vegeta and Mirai
return to Chikyuu. They are welcomed by the other warriors, and of course Bulma
throws a welcome back party at Capsule Corp.
Goku drags Vegeta
upstairs as soon as he has the opportunity. He kisses him passionately, his
hands already undressing his mate.
‘Just making sure
you’re still mine as well…’ Then Goku looks at Vegeta surprised.
“Nani? No fresh bite
mark?”
Vegeta slouches down
on the bed in defeat.
“There were…
complications.”
“What complications?”
Goku sits down next to Vegeta and puts his big arm around him.
“Mirai is under the
spell of someone in his dimension. In order to break the spell, I have to fight
for Mirai’s freedom.”
Goku doesn’t ask the
question out loud. ‘Who is it?’
“My father.”
“No way!”
“It’s true,” Mirai
Trunks says in a grim tone. He enters the room and takes off his jacket. Then
he flops onto the bed, next to Vegeta.
“But I don’t want you
to fight him,” he states.
“Nani? We already
agreed on this!” Vegeta looks at him angrily.
“Well, now I disagree
again. I can fight my own battles, I don’t need you to do it for me.” Mirai
looks back at Vegeta unfazed.
Goku can’t help
himself and bursts into laughter.
“Oh my Kami, you two are exactly the same!”
Vegeta chuckles, but
then turns serious again. “I am more experienced than you, Trunks. I know my
father better than anyone. I’ll be happy to defeat him for you.”
Mirai sighs. “I’m not
used to people doing things for me.”
“I know,” Vegeta says.
“Now that we’re all here, let’s crash here for the night. Bulma won’t mind.
Tomorrow I’ll use the Time Machine and put an end to the royal bastard’s power
over you.” Vegeta turns around and grins to Goku.
“Now, Kakarot, where
were we?”
Vegeta’s tail lashes
out to stroke Mirai’s neck as Goku locks the prince in his arms, kissing him
with fire. Vegeta soon positions himself behind Goku, not intending to waste
his time. Mirai’s mouth is working his way down on Goku’s front, soon
encountering his throbbing arousal. Mirai synchronizes his movements with
Vegeta and deep throats Goku at the moment Vegeta enters him. Goku’s hands claw
at Mirai’s shoulders, incoherent sounds erupting from his throat. Mirai circles
his arm around Goku’s hips and starts to knead his butt cheeks. With his other
hand he holds Goku’s hips, trying to counter the movement caused by Vegeta’s
frantic thrusting.
“Trunks…” Goku’s voice
sounds hoarse, different as he calls Trunks’ name. Mirai gets up and is pulled
to Goku’s hard body. Mirai crushes his mouth to Goku’s, demanding entrance
forcefully. Goku moans as he gives Mirai access. His hand travels down to
Mirai’s neglected arousal, grabbing it hard and pumping it firmly.
“Unh!” Goku’s tail is
probing his entrance, the sensation is almost too much for Mirai. His chest
heaving for air, his mouth attacks Goku’s corded neck and strong shoulders.
Vegeta looks at him threateningly as he does, but Mirai has no intention to
bite Goku. Still, Mirai lingers a few moments, teasing Goku’s neck with short
licks, just to have those burning black eyes pierce into his soul. He feels his
control slipping and releases his semen into Goku’s hand. Vegeta and Goku
orgasm simultaneously. Mirai looks at their flustered faces for a few seconds,
then smiles. He falls back onto the mattress and is already half asleep. When
he starts snoring softly, Goku chuckles.
“What?” Vegeta says.
“He’s so cute… Look at
him. Totally passed out.”
Mirai lifts an eyelid.
“I heard that!”
“Kuso…” Goku looks
ashamed.
Vegeta laughs at Goku
so hard that Mirai has to kick him in the side to shut him up. Then he lays
back and continues snoring.
Vegeta says goodbye
the next morning. Mirai Bulma sets the coordinates for him.
“Be careful out
there,” she says softly.
“I will.” Vegeta
pushes the button that closes the canopy. The Time Machine lifts into the air
and then vanishes.
“Kami’s speed,
Vegeta,” Goku whispers.
Mirai Trunks seems to
feel uncomfortable now that Vegeta’s gone.
“I wish he had allowed
me to come with him…”
Goku puts an arm
around his shoulder. “You know him. He’s not a team player.”
“Neither am I.” Mirai
glares at Goku, shaking off his arm. He turns his back to Goku and walks away.
“Like father, like
son…” Goku mutters.
At night, Goku can’t
sleep. He misses Vegeta, of course, but there’s something else nagging at the
corners of his mind. Something bad is going to happen, he can sense it. He
turns over to his other side for the millionth time, still wide awake. He
startles as he hears his name.
“Goku…”
Mirai Trunks is
hovering outside his window. Goku gets up and lets him in.
“Sorry for what
happened this morning. I was acting like a jerk.”
“Never mind that.”
Goku can smell fear on Mirai.
“So you feel it too,”
he states.
“Something evil is
coming…” Mirai looks around as if some monster will emerge from the deep
shadows.
“You think it could be…”
Goku doesn’t finish his sentence.
“It might be. But that
would mean that Vegeta…”
“The king doesn’t have
to kill Vegeta to defeat him. If Vegeta was dead, I’d be able to sense it, even
though I’m in another dimension.”
“So Vegeta’s still
alive,” Mirai Trunks concludes. “But he’s not winning the fight either.”
“I guess not.”
“I’m going after him.
My mom took another Time Machine from our dimension, I’ll go after Vegeta and
set things straight.”
“He told you no.”
“That’s what he said
to the devil’s bond too. Come on, Goku, he probably needs help because he
underestimated his father’s power in my dimension. Do you want me to abandon
him when he needs me?”
“I know that Vegeta
can take care of himself,” Goku says. “He must have had a good reason to go to
your dimension alone.”
“He has no idea what
the king is capable of doing in my dimension,” Mirai whispers. “I don’t want
him to get hurt again.”
Goku sighs. He knows
that he can’t win from Mirai; maybe physically, but battling Mirai’s will power
is like trying to pull out a sequoia with a pair of tweezers. It won’t work.
“Fine, go after him.
But I warn you: Vegeta will not be pleased when you arrive.”
“I don’t give a shit.
This is a battle I should be
fighting. I’ll leave right away.”
Mirai is already half
way to the door, when he hears Goku’s voice inside his mind.
‘Be careful… koi.’
Mirai feels relieved
that Goku accepts him, but then shakes off the feeling and focuses on the
battle to come.
‘I’ll be back with
Vegeta, so help me Kami.’
Mirai arrives too
late. Vegeta’s body, tied to the wall with ki restraints, is still there, but
his ki is gone. Standing across the room is King Vegeta, laughing his head off.
“Idiot son… Thinking
he could defeat me…”
Tears well up in
Mirai’s eyes, blurring his vision. Something snaps inside of him. His blood
turns to fire as he starts to power up.
“You’ll pay for that.”
His voice is surprisingly calm, like someone else is controlling it.
King Vegeta turns
around to face his new adversary.
“Oh, it’s you. Back for more? I’ll give you some
more!” His voice sounds like thunder. The walls start shaking. Prince Vegeta’s
limp body trembles slightly in its cuffs.
King Vegeta roars and
fazes out.
The battle is like a
dream: everything seems to go very slow, and at the same time, faster than the
speed of light. Mirai still has the weird ‘out of body’ experience. His focus
improves infinitely. While fighting, he hears Vegeta’s guiding voice inside his
mind.
‘Trunks… you’re smart
enough to know what my strategy is. Follow my lead and we’ll beat this
bastard.’
‘Why not let me beat
him now?’
‘He’ll trick you into
thinking you’ve beaten him. This has to be done right, Trunks. It’s the only way to break his control over you.’
Mirai growls into
Vegeta’s mind. ‘Whatever it takes, Vegeta.’
He makes a false move
and the king grabs him from behind.
“Just like old times,
eh?”
It costs Mirai all of
his self control not to end his disgusting opponent. Instead, he struggles in
the king’s strong arms.
“Your father put up a
heck of a fight, you little bitch. If you don’t try harder, you’ll be writhing
underneath me in a matter of seconds.”
Mirai slams his elbow
into the king’s gut and throws him over his shoulder.
“Don’t you dare to
call me your bitch,” he hisses vehemently. “It ends here.”
“Dream on, kid. You
can’t break me.”
Mirai draws his sword
and ceremoniously closes his eyes as he feels the raw power of it flow through
him. His battle aura flashes brightly as he attacks the king again.
‘Whatever it takes,
Vegeta. I know.’
Mirai takes his time
to keep the king busy, inflicting some serious damage, but not too much. In
turn, he takes his share of injuries. Suddenly, he makes a fatal mistake in a
sequence of movements. King Vegeta reacts in a split second and pins Mirai to
the ground. Mirai curses through clenched teeth as he feels ki restrainers
capture his wrists and ankles. He knows what’s coming next and he realizes now
that Vegeta went through the same thing in order to save him.
‘Whatever it takes,
Trunks. I’m here with you.’
Blood drips from Mirai
Trunks’ body as he is chained to the wall, right next to Vegeta’s motionless
body. Mirai notices how peaceful Vegeta looks in death… somehow, it seems
fitting.
He steps out of his
own body again, looking at the scene from above. He doesn’t feel how the torn
clothes are ripped away from his helpless body; neither does he feel how the
king enters him forcefully from behind. Vegeta is here with him. Mirai loses
consciousness and marvels in Vegeta’s comforting aura.
The world fades to
black as the spark of life is beaten out of him.
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