Poisoned Hearts

Chapter 2.


Out in the middle of nowhere, two small figures, glowing an unnatural golden glow surrounding their bodies as their fists and feet flew in bone shattering punches and kicks. As they fought, laughter and insults rang through the air. Calling a short break, the two boys returned to their normal states, landing on the ground, which they had been hovering over. Sitting side by side, the two demi-saiyans laughed loudly, leaning against each other as they chatted, enjoying the day. Their peace was shattered suddenly, a loud hissing “pop” sounding in the distance, not too far from where they sat. The younger of the two jumped, the elder grabbed the other’s arm protectively, and slightly afraid at first. Looking at each other, the two boys grinned and stood up, lifting into the air.

“Hey trunks!”

“Yah Goten?”

“You think it’s a bad guy?”

“Let’s hope so! I’m getting bored with just having you to fight against!”

Trunks and Goten rose into the air, laughing as they chased after each other, playing as they flew. Goten noticed a shining object in the distance, and the boys turned, heading towards the new object. Landing, the Demi-saiyans looked around, circling the metallic time machine in wonder, never seeing it before.

“Hey Trunks…is the your mom’s logo on the side of this thing?”

“Hey you’re right Goten! There’s…something carved on it too…but…it’s too faded to read…Hey! It’s a capsule!”

Trunks pressed a button on the machine, and it puffed, changing into a tiny capsule. Standing behind the capsule was a tall man, dressed in black training pants, a pair of brown boots and matching belt, a tight black t-shirt, and a blue denim jacket with the Capsule Corp. logo on his arm. The man had a long sword strapped over one shoulder and across his back. Trunks and Goten stared at the man, Goten looking from Trunks to the man.

“T…trunks…that…. looks like you…but older…and stronger…”

“I know Goten…he has my hair!”

“Actually,” Both of the boys nearly jumped as the figure spoke. “Since I’m older, I think I should be saying, you have My hair.”

“Who…who are you?”
“You two can call me Mirai…now. I know young Trunks here…who are you?”

The two demi-saiyans looked at each other, then at Mirai in amazement. Mirai looked slightly confused as they continued to look from each other to Mirai.

“You….you are Mirai?”

“Yes…have you heard of me before?”

“Have We? Man! My brother told us all about you!”

“And your brother would be?”

“And my Father told us too! Dad spoke highly of you! And that’s rare! He said you’re an older me from the future!”

“Alright, then I don’t have to explain who I am…but who is your brother?…and why do I think of Goku when I see you?”

The two boys laughed, then Goten stood with a proud pose.

“I am Goten! Son of Goku and Brother to Gohan!”

Mirai stared at him, blinking slightly.

“You….Gohan….Goku had another son? Wait…Gohan has a brother…you look like you’re Trunks’ age.”

“He’s a year younger actually.”

“Well that explains a bit. That explains quite a bit.”

“Mirai, did you actually come from the future?”

“Did you ever know the Z-fighters of your time?”

Mirai blinked a few times, then went about trying to answer all of the demi-saiyans questions. After a while though, the two boys broke off, and started to conspire amongst themselves. Smirking they looked at Mirai, who only raised his eyebrows.

“What…are you two planning?”

“A get together!”

“a what?”

“How would you like to see Gohan and dad again?”

“I…I guess that’s what I came back to do…”

“Then don’t move!”

Trunks and Goten took off into the air, each heading off in a different direction. Trunks headed towards the Son house, and Goten headed towards Capsule corp. Trying to not laugh, they both landed in front of their friend’s homes. Goten ran into Capsule corp., crying. Bulma who was standing in the reception area saw Goten crying, and immediately noticed Trunks was no where in sight.

“Goten…Goten calm down! Where is Trunks?”

Vegeta walked into the reception area, taking a break from his constant training, and frowned at the sobbing Goten and Bulma who was trying to comport him.

“What is all this noise about Woman?”

Goten smirked, finally getting Vegeta’s attention. His young mind raced, thinking of how to get him to go to where Mirai waited. He finally came up with a plan, and probably the stupidest thing he had ever done. Smirking, giggling slightly, Goten powered up to Super saiyan, and fired a Ki blast at the surprised Vegeta. Vegeta growled at Goten, who took an involuntary step back, still smirking.

“What has gotten into you, Brat? Do you have a death-”

Vegeta was cut off by another Ki blast, this one connected with his raised arm. Vegeta growled in fury, and powered up to Super Saiyan, the now panicked Goten taking off, Vegeta in close pursuit. Bulma stared after the pair as Goten flew off, Vegeta right on his heels. Bulma sighed, picking up the phone to call Chi chi.

Trunks stopped where he was flying, laughing as he felt his irate father’s power chasing Goten’s panicked power level. Laughing, Trunks went to take off again, but froze, feeling something nearby. Looking down, Trunks lowering to the ground. He looked around, and heard something. He started running, making his way to a lake, where Gohan and Goku had been fishing, but were now trying to dress in a hurry so they could go save Goten from Vegeta.

Trunks laughed at them, making Gohan fall as he tried to put his pants back on, having been swimming in his boxers a minuet ago. Goku was in his Gi, tying his sash around his waist. Goku laughed at Gohan, then smiled at Trunks.

“Trunks! What did Goten do this time?” Goku smiled happily, finishing tying his sash.

“ I don’t know, he was suppose to get my father to the meeting, I guess that’s what he’s doing. I’m supposed to bring you two! Come on! Let’s go! We don’t want to miss this! He’ll freak when he sees you Gohan!”

Gohan had stood up and was fixing his pants, the pants being uncooperative with his wet skin. “Wait…who are you taking us to see?”

Trunks chuckled and grabbed Goku’s arm. “Come on! We have to save Goten!”

Goku shrugged and pressed two fingers to his forehead. “Don’t wait up for us Gohan! Fallow when you’re ready.”

Gohan sighed as the two disappeared. Struggling into his pants, Gohan sighed, leaving the rest of his clothes. Gohan powered up, taking off into the air, fallowing the power signal of his father and Vegeta. Gohan stopped suddenly, feeling something he hadn’t felt in years. He shook it off at first as just a dream, but after thinking of what Trunks had said, Gohan’s heart skipped a beat. Remembering to breath, Gohan turned directions, speeding towards the power level.

Mirai looked up, chuckling as he felt the power levels of Goku and Trunks come between Vegeta and Goten. His laughing stopped as he felt it. He turned and looked towards the power level as it sped towards him.

Gohan’s breathing sped up as he came closer. Slowing, he landed in the clearing, staring at the lavender haired man across from him. He was just as gorgeous as he remembered him. The sculpted frame, the long silken hair, the same clothes and jacket he once wore. It was his dream, brought alive. He even carried the same sword across his back. Kami he was a god, long toned legs, thick strong arms, and those eyes, those hungry eyes that were looking him over as he looked Mirai over.

Mirai could only stair at the teen that landed in front of him. It had been what, 9 years? He had grown so much in that time. He was no longer the boy he had once had dreamed about. He still had the air of innocence, but was more mature than the last time. Mirai couldn’t help but notice the tight pants Gohan was wearing, the pants sticking to his wet legs, and his hair, drenched, falling down around his face, showing off his wonderful eyes, that watched Mirai just as much as Mirai watched him. His body was toned, he still practiced, but he had an almost dainty look to him, most likely from his mother’s cuddling and cooing all of his life. Mirai realized he wasn’t breathing and started once again. He had a gentleness that made him look younger than he was, but Mirai knew he was 18, almost 19. Mirai was panting, he couldn’t tare his eyes away from Gohan.

The two boys were distracted by a large explosion of power. Turning, they watched as a still irate Vegeta landed, growling at Goku, who had a frightened Goten clinging to him. Goku noticed Mirai first and froze, staring. Vegeta noticed a minuet later, all hardness leaving his expression as shock took over. He actually stared at Mirai with an open mouth, but soon closed it. Goku was in shock, as was Gohan, Goten and Trunks giggled, breaking away from Goku. Vegeta was the first to actually respond.

“M…Mirai? Is…but you…How…”

Goku snickered, then cracked up laughing at Vegeta’s loss of words. Vegeta growled, glaring at Goku, his shock forgotten for the moment. Goku continued to laugh, both Trunks and Goten holding Vegeta back from attacking Goku. Mirai watching in stunned amazement with Gohan. They looked back at each other, and actually blushed. Gohan walked over to Mirai, about to say something, but Vegeta broke past the small Demi-saiyans, getting hold of Goku. Vegeta was about to beat the living snot out of Goku, but a sudden surge of power made him turn, and look into the teal eyes of his now Super Saiyan future son. Seeing the serious look on Mirai’s face, Vegeta huffed, dropping Goku. Mirai powered down, seeing Goku being released.

Vegeta looked at Mirai’s sad face and narrowed his eyes, frowning. “Alright boy…what is it this time. What dangers have you come to warn us about?”

Mirai looked at his father, narrowing his own eyes. “How come every time I come you assume I came to warn you about something? Can’t I just come for a visit? Why the hell do you have to assume things?”

Mirai instant regretted having snapped. Everyone stared at him, Gohan paled Goku whistled, and Vegeta simply stared. Goten and Trunks looked at Mirai then at Gohan, who simply told them to go home. Goten and Trunks protested, but Both Gohan and Goku powered up, making the boys fly off in a hurry. Powering down, they all continued to look at Mirai, who shifted slightly nervously under their gazes. Mirai’s hand went to his pocket, fingering the stray capsule in his pocket.

Two more weeks…just two weeks…damn no one is going to make this easy for me

Mirai sighed, looking up with a soft forced smile. “Sorry guys…it’s just been a trying time for me…. I’ll explain everything back at Capsule Corp. It’d be best if I only had to say this once.”

Gohan and Goku lifted off, figuring Mirai would need the flight to gather his nerves for when he met Bulma again. Vegeta was the only one to notice the tear in Mirai’s eye. Vegeta frowned lifting off from the ground, rising with Mirai. As they flew, Vegeta never left Mirai’s side, knowing something was wrong, extremely wrong, and he’d get it out of his future son whether the boy liked it or not. After a while, Vegeta and Mirai landed in front of Capsule Corp, and were instantly assaulted by a high pitched squeal that made them both flinch, and Goku laugh seeing that they both had the same flinch.

“Trunks? My goodness! MIRAI!”