Dreams

:: Authors note ::

Sorry about the late update. School sucks. So anyway, uhh…enjoy I guess. And Review. The fish threat is still up ::glares evily with a fish fillet knife in hand::

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Trunks could only stare in shock as the sight before him. His normally stoic father had just fallen back out of his chair in hysterics at the savior of earth beating himself silly. Trunks looked over to Goten who seemed to be fairing about the same.

Noticing the two teens standing in the doorway, Bulma perked her head up to wave them in.

“Hello boys, did you have fun today?” she asked ignoring the psychotic Sayjin on the floor.

Trunks and Goten just stared at her with the most incredulous look they could muster.

Sensing the ‘Are you Fucking Kidding me?’ coming her way, Bulma stood and smiled. “Goku, Mirai behave yourselves,” she scolded.

Goku/Mirai stopped wrestling and noticed the two standing Demi-Sayjins in the doorway. “Hi Son.” Goku chirped. “Hi son? They just found you on the ground punching your own face and all you can say is ‘hi son’?” “I was going to say more, before Some one interrupted me.” “Oh blame it on the guy who’s been drifting through realities for what Months now?”

Vegeta was trying to compose himself enough to explain to the two what was going on. However the new fight that had just emerged nipped that one right in the bud.

Eventually everything settled down and the Sayjins left Bulma to figure out how to get Mirai’s mind out of Goku’s body and back into his own slumbering form. Soon day turned into night and even blue haired geniuses need to sleep leaving the confused Sayjin to his Vices.

“What do we do now Bulma?” Goku/Mirai asked standing up from the chair in the lab.

“I don’t know, sleep or something. I’m really beat and this isn’t going to be solved in a night you know. So try to get along you two.” Bulma answered on her way out the door.

Goku/Trunks watched her turn the corner and make her way up the stairs to her room. ‘Great…’ ‘Don’t sound so depressed Mirai…at least you’re out of that other place.’ ‘I guess you’re right. And sleep would be nice right about now.’ ‘That’s the spirit.’ Goku thought making his way to the guest bedroom.

Kicking off his shoes, Goku began to undress…’WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!’ Trunks screeched causing Goku to block his ears from the on slot in his mind. ‘What?’ Goku asked when the ringing in his ears subsided. ‘I don’t want to see that Goku that’s what.’ Finally getting sick of the third wheel in his brain Goku began to get ideas, EVIL ideas that he made sure to keep away from Mirai’s probing mind.

‘Oh really Mirai…’ Goku thought pacing over to the bathroom. ‘What are you doing Goku?’ Goku didn’t answer. Rather he closed the door to the bathroom and was delighted to find a rather tall mirror on the backhand side of the door. Donning on his goofiest grin he began to remove his shirt swinging it over his head shaking his hips in time. ‘That’s Not Funny Goku!’ Goku merely ignored him and continued, laughing all the while at his now naked ass shaking in front of the mirror and the choking noises he heard in his head.

Goku stepped away from the door to the shower still chuckling when the voice came back again. ‘When I get out of here, I am going to kick your ass Goku.’ Mirai threatened. ‘You sound just like your father sometimes Mirai.’ Goku answered turning on the water and stepping under the warm stream.

Mirai could feel ever droplet of water running down Goku’s body like it was his own. Now unfortunately after the whole meal incident, Goku had learned how to take complete control over his body leaving Mirai to rot in his mind. But still, the shower felt euphoric after so long in the different realities.

Goku felt his mind and body relax and breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since Mirai ‘moved in’ he had felt this overwhelming tension and was dying to release it. Normally when he felt tense he could release it in another way. Goku smiled at the thought. Cracking an eye open he was surprised to see that Mirai wasn’t yelling at him for the images of beating off. Rather, Mirai wasn’t saying anything at all.

‘You sleeping in there?’ Goku thought beginning to worry that Mirai had fallen back into the different realities. Even though there was no answer, Goku could still feel Mirai’s presence in his mind. ‘Must be sleeping’ He thought grinning.

Reaching down he grabbed a hold of his hardening member and began to stroke. ‘Definitely the best way to get rid of tension’ Goku thought stroking himself gently. Gradually he picked up the pace. Stroking himself harder and faster, Goku worked to reach completion. Back arching, he spilled himself out over the tiles giving a silent cry of satisfaction. Taking a breath, Goku cleaned himself off and stepped out of the shower. Grabbing a towel he made his way out of the bathroom and to the bed where he made himself comfortable.

Mirai remained in silent. He could have said something at anytime and Goku would have stopped, but he didn’t and got one hell of a show for it.

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::Vegeta:: :Finally catching his breath: I think I’m going to pass out.
::Goku:: You laughed long enough.
::Mirai:: :Stares at Goku:
::Goku:: :Grins: Was it good for you too my little Mirai?
::Vegeta:: :starts laughing again:
::Mirai:: I hate you all.