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Worlds
Apart
Pairings: Mirai Trunks/Gohan
Disclaimer: I do know own any
characters from Dragonball Z. They are the property of Toei Animation, Pony
Canyon, FUNimation Entertainment, and creator Akira Toriyama. Nor do I own any
characters from Harry Potter. They are the property of Warner Bros. Studios and
creator JK Rowling. I make no money from the writing of the story.
WARNING: This is about male pregnancy (possibly) and male/male
relationships. I’m letting you know now what the relationships WILL
contain. So, if you are AGAINST such pairings, please find something
else more to your liking, you have been WARNED.
Special thanks
to:
those who have read and didn’t review thanks for reading thus far. I hope you enjoyed it.
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This is not beta-read. Please excuse and mistakes.
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Chapter
13: You Have a Son
“Gohan?”
“Not
now, Videl,” Gohan replied, holding his son tightly,
fearful that the little boy will disappear from his sight.
“Yes,
now! I demand to know what’s going on. And why did that child call you
‘father’?”
“It’s
because he’s my son,” Gohan answered tearfully. After all these years he had a
son, he didn’t know about. How could Mirai be so
cruel as to leave and not work out any problems then kept his first born (a son
no less) away from him.
“No,”
Videl whispered. “He’s… he’s older than Pan.”
Bulma sucked in her breathe. Mirai finally
told Gohan about Chibi. She wanted to stay and hear all the juicy details but
this was something between her son and her friends; quietly backing out of the
dining area, which would soon to be a war zone, Bulma ran straight to her set
of rooms with all speed.
She
needed to inform her best-friend about the fall-out taking place right
underneath her.
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Back inside
the breakfast nook…
“Hey,
Chibi,” Mirai called out
not wanting his only child to bear witness to when sit literally hits the fan.
“Hai, Daddy!”
In
all her anger, Videl had to admit the kid was cute, but that wasn’t going to
get either man off the hook with her. It was quite obvious that Gohan cheated
on her while they were dating.
“Why
don’t you go find Vegeta and Goku? I think they’re in the Gravity Room,” Mirai
gently offered trying to keep his voice calm. He didn’t want his son upset by
raising his voice. Chibi was smart and he would definitely pick-up on the
tension in the room if he remained.
“Okay,
is everything alright? You and Father look a little frazzled like Grandma after
she’s been in her lab for too long,” Chibi said.
Smiling
at his son’s accurate description of Bulma, Mirai answered, “No, man we’re
fine. We just need to have a talk with our friend here, that’s all. And once
we’re finished we’ll come get you and you and your father can have a nice long
chat, okay? Go on, I’m sure my dad and Goku wouldn’t mind the company.”
With
that tempting offer, Chibi practically soared out of the house, leaving the
three adults in an uncomfortable silence—until Videl found her tongue along
with her ire.
“Let’s
get one damn thing clear! I’m not your friend,” Videl hissed.
“I
don’t give a rat’s ass what our status is, I was speaking with my son not to
you,” Mirai instantly shot back.
“So,
this was your plan all along?! You knew that you could get pregnant and tricked
Gohan into sleeping with you in order to break us apart,” Videl accused.
“You
wish… From my understanding, you and Gohan were not even dating at the time.
So, how can you condemn him for cheating if you weren’t together?”
Thinking
back to that time so long ago, Videl remembered when Gohan broke things off
with her during the summer. And they weren’t officially back together until the
following summer when they were married.
During
the entire time, she tried to convince Gohan to have a baby, but he’d refused
her at every turn. They were entering their first year of martial bless (or so
Videl believe) when Gohan finally caved-in to having a child.
Sadly,
Videl didn’t conceive immediately and when Pan was
born, Videl estimated Chibi to be two years of age. Mirai saw the comprehension
expression on Videl’s face.
Inwardly
smirking, Mirai added, “See, you know what your
problem is Videl, you forgot one very important thing about me.”
“Yeah,
what’s that? I can’t imagine what it would be,” Videl answered smartly. Now she
knew why she couldn’t stand the time traveler, he acted arrogant just his
father, Vegeta.
“I’m
not that desperate for a man,” he shot back at her. “You’re just jealous
because Gohan slept with me first than with you. You were so willing to do just
about anything to hold on tight to Gohan that you were willing to spread your
legs for him like a bitch in heat.”
“Mirai, that’s enough. No need to make her feel bad,” Gohan
said, finally getting fed-up with their bickering.
Yet,
Mirai continued to ignore his mate. “And you’re just
as mad at yourself for not beating me to the punch for begetting a child.”
“Stop
it, Trunks!” Gohan yelled, clearly exasperated with his lover for speaking
disrespectfully to his wife. Although they were still married with a pending
divorce, Gohan was not going to allow anyone to talk badly to her.
“How
dare you!” Videl screeched.
And
before anyone knew what was happening, Videl launched herself at the older
half-Saiyan; but she was not prepared for the consequences of her actions.
Apparently, Mirai tapped into his other hidden powers—telekinesis. Not knowing
what type of damage he could do, Mirai focused all his anger on Videl, sending
her and half the kitchen out onto the grassy area of the compound’s grounds.
Concerned
for his wife, Gohan started digging her out from underneath the rubble.
“What
the hell, Trunks! That was totally uncalled for!” Gohan yelled, franticly
trying to get to Videl.
“I’m
sorry, Gohan, I didn’t know that would happened,” Mirai apologized but his mate
simply snubbed him.
Seconds
later, Vegeta and Goku showed-up along with the rest of the household after
hearing the loud crash. Bulma took in the devastation of what was left of her
kitchen.
“Move
out the way, boy!” Vegeta commanded as he shoved Gohan aside. Then stretching
out both his hands he lifted the debris, moving large chunks of drywall off an
unconscious Videl. He settled the slab further away before collapsing.
“VEGETA!” Goku rushed to his mate’s side
right before the prince hit the ground.
Goku
cradled Vegeta and ITed to their bedroom as sirens could be heard approaching
the Capsule Corporation compound.
Paramedics
went immediately to work on Videl, taking over as Gohan tried to do CPR on her.
He glanced at Mirai’s crestfallen face. Gohan really didn’t have the time to
speak with him as Videl’s condition was critical.
The
young half-Saiyan would have to inform his father-in-law that his daughter was
now fighting for her life.
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Hours
ticked by before the doctor emerged from the emergency room. Taking off his
mask and checking the documents in his right hand as he shifted through the
paperwork until he found what his was searching for.
“Mr.
Son? Mr. Gohan Son?”
Everyone
in the waiting room stood (with the exception of Mirai) waiting with bated
breath to hear Videl’s prognosis.
“Hai! I mean, yes,
that’s me. How is she, doctor?” Gohan asked.
Sighing
in exhaustion, the doctor replied, “Well, considering the trauma she sustained
from being thrown into a wall, she’s going to be alright. Your wife does have a
fractured leg and several bruised ribs. In addition, she has a mild concussion.
“I’ve
reset her leg in order for the bones to mend back together and bound her chest
to keep her movement to a minimal. Since she’s relatively young, your wife will
heal just fine with no complications. But I must caution you that she may have
some memory loss because of the concussion, which will only be temporary. She’s
in recovery right now and will be in a room in about an hour. After that you
may go and see her. Do you have any questions?”
Shaking
his head negatively, Gohan eased himself back down into the hard plastic chair
that was not comfortable for his back.
“Well,
if you change your mind or think of something later, please don’t hesitate to
call me,” the doctor said as he handed Gohan his business card before he passed
it on to Bulma, which she gladly accepted, tucking
the little rectangular shape heavy card-stock paper into the back pocket of her
faded jeans.
On
the other side of the room, Mirai watched silently
while holding onto a sleeping Chibi. He half listened
to what the doctor was saying as it really didn’t concern him at the moment,
but he knew that things were about to change for him once more.
Gathering
up his son, he walked over to his young mother.
“Mom,
I’m taking Chibi home,” he said without looking at
his mate.
“Okay, sweetie. I’ll call you
to make sure you and Chibi are alright,” Bulma answered, worry clearly written on across her face.
Mirai bent down to her level and kissed her
on the cheek. Walking out he didn’t pause when he heard Gohan calling for him.
“Stop,
Trunks!”
“What
do you want, Gohan? I’m tired and would like to put my son to bed,” Mirai bit back.
“Our son! And why are you taking him to
Capsule Corporation?”
“And
where do you suggest I go? Right now, as I see it, I’m clearly not wanted or
needed here,” Mirai replied, attempting to keep his
temper in check.
“Please,
Trunks, you’re not being fair,” Gohan said.
Obviously,
that was not the thing to say to the other half-Saiyan.
“Fair?
You have the audacity to yell at me for defending myself from your wife and you
say I’m not being ‘fair’! Fuck you, Gohan, I’m outta here.”
Mirai blasted off from the hospital parking
lot (not caring who saw him) leaving Gohan a bit affronted at being talked down
to, but Mirai was correct. Gohan had no right
whatsoever to think that Mirai was being unreasonable
as he did nothing to warrant Videl to attack him.
Once
Vegeta had regained consciousness shortly thereafter moving the kitchen wall
off of Videl, he explained that Mirai
utilize his telekinesis with Videl as his main focal
point, unfortunately.
Vegeta
was quite sure that his son was able move smaller objects without really
applying to much though, but something as big as a wall and the surrounding
fixtures took a considerable deal of effort since it was Mirai’s first time
lifting a massive portion of a house.
Hanging
his head in shame, Gohan should have done something else other than yell at his
mate, but that was an automatic response, wasn’t it? He wasn’t sure; however,
Gohan knew he had a lot of making up to do once he finished here.
He
turned to head back into the hospital, wondering not for the first time, if he
lost his mate.
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In
the quietness of the private room, Videl stirred
awake. Her body ached all over. She really didn’t remember all that happened;
other than her and Mirai arguing about… something.
She sighed, attempting to open her eyes against the unwelcoming lights that
flooded the room.
The
brightness of the room nearly blinded her. Her eyes throbbed and Vide instantly
shut them tight; emitting a loud whimper of discomfort as a collage of varying
color exploded behind her eyelids.
She
heard the shuffling of feet then the curtain being drawn closed. The shape of
the person in her room was still a bit fuzzy, which in turn gave her a
headache, causing her stomach to lurch. The need to vomit was starting to
overwhelm her.
Not
exactly sure what happened or how she came to be in the hospital, Videl attempted to access her cloud-fogged mind.
Videl did remember that she was talking
with Gohan… but that memory was inaccessible, it was all hazy; the pounding in
her head was becoming worse. What was she trying to recall?
Gently,
someone took hold of her hand in a loving caress.
“Hey.”
It
was Gohan!
Slowly
opening her eyes this time, Videl zeroed in on her
husband’s handsome face. “Hey,” she croaked out.
“How
do you feel?” he asked, pushing aside her fringe that fell over into her eyes.
“Sore.
What happened?” Videl inquired truthfully. She
couldn’t remember.
Gohan
hesitated for a brief moment before he spoke. “You and Mirai
exchanged some pretty harsh words and you attacked him. Unfortunately, he
tapped into his telekinesis and sent you and half of Bulma’s
kitchen into the backyard. Vegeta had to move the side wall and roof off you in
order for emergency services to assist you,” Gohan calmly explained.
The
details were slowly flittering into her brain, but it was useless at this
point, she was getting tired and closed her eyes indicating as much.
“Get
some rest, Videl. I’ll be back later and we can talk more
then,” Gohan said, standing up to lean over the bed to place a chase kiss on
top of her forehead.
Not
wanting to give her a false sense of hope about their relationship, but with
circumstances as there are, Gohan couldn’t hope but be a tad bit concern for
his wife’s well being. Maybe once she’s out of the hospital, they can actually
sit down to discuss their marriage.
For
now, he was going to find his mate and apologize for being a prick. After all, Mirai did nothing wrong, he only defended himself in the
best way he knew how—innate instinct.
oOoOoOo
Two
days had past and there was still no sign of Gohan. Mirai shook his head ruefully in dejected defeat.
Apparently, Gohan made his decision to stay with Videl
to work things. He shouldn’t have been too surprised, considering that he
almost killed her with his foolish actions. But in all honesty, how was he
supposed to have known that he could do something on a large scale like that?
Heck,
Mirai wasn’t even sure that his powers would ever
mature. Oh he knew that he could move objects, yet those were minuscule in
nature.
It
wouldn’t due for him to let his emotions get away with him. That was a weakness
he was got going to show.
The
day after Videl was taken to the hospital, Vegeta and
Goku returned home with Bulma and the other Z
fighters. During that time, Mirai just stayed put in
his room out-of-sight lest everyone would blame him for injuring Videl.
His
young mother came to check on him a few times to make sure he was okay and to
leave a tray laden with food for him and Chibi. Mirai didn’t have much of an appetite, so his son nearly
consumed all of the yummy treats of food that his great-grandmother had
prepared.
“Don’t worry,
Trunks, Gohan will come once Videl wakes,” Bulma offered before taking her leave.
But
how could he be so sure? Gohan was visible upset with him for not telling him
about their son; however, Mirai had no way of getting
word back to his mate about the precious gift that Gohan had bestowed upon him
at the time.
As
far as he knew the time machine had made its’ last journey through the river of
time. Mirai hadn’t anticipate on his mother literally
working a miracle and repaired it as natural resources were depleted by
Androids Seventeen and Eighteen.
Heaving
a sigh, Mirai curled up under the covers with Chibi attempting to at least get some sleep before he had
to face Gohan or any of his friends.
oOo TBC oOo
A/N:
Sorry taking such a long time to update this. I lost my flash drive with all of
works including current updates and future chapters to all of my stories. I did
manage to find the next chapters of Worlds
Apart and Give Me One More Chance.
Sadly,
I have to start from scratch with A Mate
for Sesshoumaru. It’s slow going but I’m hoping to have a new chapter
posted soon. Please be a little more patient with me. Thank you.
ArchNemesis
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