Poisoned Hearts

Chapter 18. Of Majins and Buus (cheep take off of mice and men. I didn\'t mean to at first, but my friend pointed it out. I think it\'s cute.)

It was a blur. The entire first half of the day was just a blur. The tournament started...and no matter where I looked I couldn\'t find Gohan, until he was attacked. I was too slow. I saw it coming, but I must have been in shock to the point I couldn\'t move to stop it from happening. Seeing him fall to the ground, I snapped back to reality. I got there even before his own father. Kneeling next to my beautiful Gohan, I could only cradle his head in my arms. He wouldn\'t wake; he was barely even moving, barely breathing. Hearing their chuckles, feeling them take off into the air, I nearly dropped Gohan to the ground, as I stood up, just glaring at them as they flew off. Soon I gave chase, Goku with me. My father started out soon after, not wanting to beat Goku by default.

I had no idea where I was going, just that I was fallowing them. Those two large men with really fucked up names...as well as bodies. Goku forced me to stay back with him. As much as he wanted them dead for hurting Gohan, he wanted whoever put them up to it even more. Soon they landed, out in the middle of nowhere, and as they did, we did. I can\'t remember what was said at first, but one of the bastards was killed by his own master, the other blew up as well, but that was my doing. No one was going to take my revenge from me. I didn\'t notice we were joined until I felt a hand on my shoulder. Looking, it was Gohan. I nearly cried out in surprise and happiness, but my attention was on the demonic like figure next to the pipsqueak, whose name I soon realized was Bobidi.

What kind of name is Bobidi? Anyway, Dabura attacked, managing to turn Krillen and Piccolo into stone by spitting on them. Nearly got me too, but I moved, I mean would you want to be spit on? Not with my leather jacket on! Piccolo and Krillen were gone; no one could help them now. Bobidi challenged us to a tournament of his own making. He and Dabura vanished into the small spaceship, which was bigger than it looked, the five remaining of us fallowing as well. One was me, my father next, Gohan and Goku as well, last was the Supreme Kai.

Seeing the room empty, save for a hole in the floor, Mirai jumped down, fallowed by his father, Goku, Gohan, and the Supreme Kai. Standing at their first challenge, they surprised the Supreme kai by playing a child\'s game to figure out who went first. Vegeta won, and blew away his opponent without even powering up in the slightest way. Jumping to the next level, it became Goku\'s turn. Goku\'s opponent soon bit off more than he could chew. His energy eating grew out of hand, and one quick Kamehameha wave blew his world apart. Jumping to the next level, Mirai passed his chance to take on Dabura, wanting the mage Bobidi for himself.

Squaring off, Gohan and Dabura attacked each other, Goku and the Supreme Kai shouting encouragement to Gohan, who wasn’t doing that bad seeing how long he had been out of practice. Within the first few moments of fighting, Dabura stopped. Everyone watched in slight shock as Dabura left the room, leaving the fighters to their thoughts, and Gohan to his stretching, trying to keep himself ready for round two.

“Don’t get nervous Gohan, your doing fine.” Vegeta snuffed, getting a glare from Goku who was trying to keep Gohan relaxed. “Vegeta…enough! We all need to relax…that goes for you as well.”

The Supreme kai sighed, trying to regain order, seeing as both Vegeta and Goku were now at each other’s throats, yelling and arguing with each other. With Both Gohan and the Supreme Kai’s words, they calmed down, Vegeta still fuming, wanting nothing more than to get this over so he could fight Goku, and Goku just wanting to get this over.

Mirai was forgotten in the chaos of everything. Standing leaning against one of the room’s circular walls, he stared at the door that Dabura had gone through, waiting for him to come out, waiting for his chance at the mastermind who had hurt his Gohan.

As everyone waited, as the patience of everyone was stretched thinner, something happened. Turning, Everyone watched in horror as Vegeta was seemingly attacked by something unseen. But he wasn’t the only one with problems. With one hand on the wall, the other on his head, Mirai was fighting his own battle against Bobidi’s mind control powers. No one even noticed Mirai, until it was too late for him. Screaming out in unison, Mirai and Vegeta were raised into the air as power surged through their bodies. Gohan, Goku, and the Supreme kai could only stare in horror as they lost not only Vegeta, but also Mirai.

Gohan couldn’t believe it he was gone. Standing with his head held low, the same “M” on his forehead as his father. Bobidi appeared in the room, before they all vanished, appearing on the planet surface. At an order from Bobidi, Vegeta rebelled, only wanting to destroy Goku, only wanting his fight. They were teleported to the tournament ring by Bobidi, leaving the Supreme Kai with Gohan, and the possessed Mirai, who had barely moved since Bobidi appeared.

Hearing his name being called, Mirai looked up slightly, his eyes blank and cold. Looking at the source of the voice, he looked first to Bobidi, then to Gohan. He stared at Gohan, his mind numb, his thoughts scattered. But seeing Gohan brought clarity, brought peace, and anger. Mirai’s eyes shone as his powers flared.

Gohan gulped slightly, afraid he had not only lost his lover, but that he may have to hurt him. He watched in fear as Mirai looked at Bobidi, who was trying to order him to attack the kai and himself. Mirai just looked back at Gohan though, simply watching him.

Growing angry at Mirai’s insolence, Bobidi sent Dabura to kill them, but Dabura didn’t get three steps before Mirai raised his hand, obliterating him with one blast. Bobidi screamed at Mirai, who paid him no attention. Lifting into the air, ignoring the raging power levels he felt from the distance, he turned and flew off, Gohan fallowing after him, trying desperately to reason with his lover.

Flying after his lover, powering up to keep up with his supped up lover, he wads soon stopped. Staring at his lover’s back as he simply floated in mid air, he wanted to say something, but simply started to land, seeing Mirai doing the same. As soon as Gohan’s feet touched the ground, he walked over, placing a hand on Mirai’s shoulder, rubbing his shoulder, pleading to him in a soft voice, hoping some part of the man he loved was still in that body.

Mirai turned slowly, and wrapped his arms around Gohan’s waist, holding him close. His large hands were strong, caressing at Gohan’s hip and sides. Mirai’s lips curved into a dangerous smirk as he powered up, pushing Gohan to the ground, and pinning him there.

Gohan was afraid. How could he not be? His lover was pinning him to the ground, with a devilishly evil look in his eyes, and that evil mark on his forehead. He was panicked, hoping Mirai wouldn’t do anything stupid, or that would ruin their relationship. He really couldn’t blame him; he was under that evil creature’s mind control. Gohan continued to plead to Mirai, trying to reach him.

Gohan was taken by surprise as Mirai captured his lips in a passionate and forceful kiss, not one Gohan particularly was expecting, not that he didn’t like it. Hearing the possessive growl coming from Mirai’s throat, seeing the feral look in his eyes as he licked his lips slightly, Gohan paled, what was he planning? Was he going to hurt him?

Mirai’s left hand kept Gohan’s shoulder pinned down, the other raising to rip off the material covering Gohan’s chest. Caressing his chest gently, his touch almost lovingly, he trailed his touch lower and lower. Chuckling, Mirai tore the fabric from Gohan’s waist and legs, leaving the pleading boy bare and pinned below his shorter, though more muscular captor’s body.

Gohan was almost in tears with fear of what Mirai was planning. Seeing his captor bare himself within seconds, and seeing the effect the sight of his own naked body was doing to Mirai, Gohan thrashed violently, trying to get away, but was silenced and stilled as Mirai’s mouth connected once again with Gohan’s, his tongue raping the younger boy’s mouth. Gohan closed his eyes, knowing he couldn’t fight Mirai off like how he was, fearing he may hurt him, loving him too much to do anything to hurt him. He could feel it in the tender touches, the soft kiss; he could see it in his eyes. Mirai was still in there, somewhere…and he was going to free him, somehow…

No matter what cost he had to pay.