Goodbye Dreams, Hello Reality 2: Clashing Reality
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
3,330
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Selfish
Naru: Hello everyone. Glad to jump start this story again. –kisses story-
Yami Naru: Its official, you’re utterly weird.
Naru: Says the man who humps stuff dolls in his sleep.
Nexis, Kon, Sunstreaker: EW! Too much information! –Kon rolls on floor in despair-
Naru: Feel my pain when I have to wake him up!
Sunstreaker: But still, I don’t need to know what you humans do while asleep.
Nexis: I second that motion!
Yami Naru: -_-
Kon: Stay away from me oh humper of dolls!
Naru: Ha!
Nexis: We don’t own the Dragon ball Z anime or manga in any way or form. We just own this story. So read and rearview before this get even weirder.
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“Talk”
‘Thought’
-Scene Change-
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Chapter 6: Selfish
Currently a gloomy black haired man walked the sidewalks of the city. Thinking what had transpired a few days ago. By the grace of Kami, why did this crap have to happen? This man was known as Gohan Son. He did not know what to do. For, he had a life here and child to take care off. Of course he wanted his take his father away from his mother just for the sake of revenge, but there is also Vegeta who wants him. He didn’t want to take away the man Bulma loved. Suddenly he felt a vibration in his pocket. Reaching in, he took out a vibrating phone. On the caller id was Bulma name. Flipping the phone open, Gohan asked, “Hello?”
“Gohan, you have to get your son. Chi Chi is coming over, plus mister high and mighty is in a foul mood here,” Bulma voice stated to him. He sighed in frustration at the problem at hand.
“I’m very close to your place, so I will be there in a few minutes,” he said before hanging up the little flip phone. He quickly jogged the rest of the way to Bulma house. He did not need to hear his mother snide comments nor try to sooth a crying child because of her. Gohan sees the gates of the compound coming into view of the compound. The young Saiyan passed through the slowly opening gate after pressing the access code on the keypad. As he gone into the compound he was quickly tackled onto the ground by a flying bundle of energy known as his son. He smiled formed as hears his child giggles. That was one of the many things that the child brought joy to him. He sat up to only start patting down some his son black locks on his head down. Looking down at his son the young man says, “Goshin, its time to go home.”
“Aw,” the little one whined out. He didn’t want to leave right now. He was having so much with his uncle and Trunks. Gohan gave out a chuckle at his son whine but he knows they will have to leave before his mother leaves. Looking main building he sees a smiling at him before giving him a slight wave. He felt sting of pain in his chest at the fact of possibility of taking Vegeta away from her. Why was he feeling this now at this time, but not when he was with the man? He hears a vehicle overhead, looking up he sees the familiar car that is owned by his hateful mother.
Picking himself and his son up from the ground before looking back at Bulma and waved goodbye. Then both of them left the compound to go home. Leaving to quickly for the vile women could get of the car and start her vengeful ways.
-----Apartment-----
Placing his son into his bed, Gohan could sigh at his day progress. He had accomplished nothing on what he set out to do today. He hopes to have at least something figured out but that was quickly dashed in the end. Suddenly he felt a set if arms wrap around his waist. He knew these arms all too well for he felt them for almost every day not to long ago. He twisted his body around in the arms to come face to face with Vegeta, the so called ex-lover of his. Would he be his ex-lover if they keep meeting like this?
“How did you get in here?” Gohan asked him, really wanting to know. Vegeta gave a familiar seductive smirk that was only given to him so many times. The young half-breed felt the older male arms tighten around his waist.
“I long ago asked Goku to teach his teleportation technique to me,” answered the older Saiyan. This caused Gohan to sigh in defeat and lost hope. For the fact the Vegeta can now to get to him whenever he wants and the fact his father willing taught Vegeta this technique. Now it was truly hard to escape these two idiots of his.
“Vegeta, I told you before that we cannot continue this,” stated the half-breed as he pulled away from the Prince. The scowl on the prince face quickly turned into a scowl.
“I know, but you know Bulma is like and what our marriage is coming to,” spoke the full-blooded Saiyan as he took a step towards his young lover. This in turn made Gohan to take a few steps back.
“I know, but I cannot do that to Bulma. Even if your marriage is failing with her,” Gohan stated as sadden eyes looked at the male. He urges and wants of being with Vegeta for his sinful relationship lasted longer with him than anyone else. But right now he was confused since the sudden introduction of his father. Maybe, just maybe, he could have both of them in the end. That was just wishful thinking for now.
“You’re too good for your own good Gohan. Be selfish for ounce in your life,” exclaimed the prince as he reached forward and grabbed the young man arm. Gohan got closer to the man and placed his hand on the prince face. Looking into his face and says, “I was selfish. I was selfish when I started this relationship with you. For now I must think about my son and some other things. Maybe someday I will be selfish again.”
Gohan brought his face closer to the Prince and placed a small kiss on his lips. Each of their eyes half closed as light silhouetted them. But as quickly as the prince came he had vanished in the middle of the kiss. Oh how Gohan missed to lay beside him on some of the chilly nights of the city. Maybe this day wasn’t wasted after all. He did get some answers about this confusion. He walked out his son room to his own and went to a blissful sleep with dreams of a certain lovable prince of his. Maybe Kami was watched out for him.
To be continued…
Yami Naru: Its official, you’re utterly weird.
Naru: Says the man who humps stuff dolls in his sleep.
Nexis, Kon, Sunstreaker: EW! Too much information! –Kon rolls on floor in despair-
Naru: Feel my pain when I have to wake him up!
Sunstreaker: But still, I don’t need to know what you humans do while asleep.
Nexis: I second that motion!
Yami Naru: -_-
Kon: Stay away from me oh humper of dolls!
Naru: Ha!
Nexis: We don’t own the Dragon ball Z anime or manga in any way or form. We just own this story. So read and rearview before this get even weirder.
+++++++++++++++++++
“Talk”
‘Thought’
-Scene Change-
++++++++++++++++++++
Chapter 6: Selfish
Currently a gloomy black haired man walked the sidewalks of the city. Thinking what had transpired a few days ago. By the grace of Kami, why did this crap have to happen? This man was known as Gohan Son. He did not know what to do. For, he had a life here and child to take care off. Of course he wanted his take his father away from his mother just for the sake of revenge, but there is also Vegeta who wants him. He didn’t want to take away the man Bulma loved. Suddenly he felt a vibration in his pocket. Reaching in, he took out a vibrating phone. On the caller id was Bulma name. Flipping the phone open, Gohan asked, “Hello?”
“Gohan, you have to get your son. Chi Chi is coming over, plus mister high and mighty is in a foul mood here,” Bulma voice stated to him. He sighed in frustration at the problem at hand.
“I’m very close to your place, so I will be there in a few minutes,” he said before hanging up the little flip phone. He quickly jogged the rest of the way to Bulma house. He did not need to hear his mother snide comments nor try to sooth a crying child because of her. Gohan sees the gates of the compound coming into view of the compound. The young Saiyan passed through the slowly opening gate after pressing the access code on the keypad. As he gone into the compound he was quickly tackled onto the ground by a flying bundle of energy known as his son. He smiled formed as hears his child giggles. That was one of the many things that the child brought joy to him. He sat up to only start patting down some his son black locks on his head down. Looking down at his son the young man says, “Goshin, its time to go home.”
“Aw,” the little one whined out. He didn’t want to leave right now. He was having so much with his uncle and Trunks. Gohan gave out a chuckle at his son whine but he knows they will have to leave before his mother leaves. Looking main building he sees a smiling at him before giving him a slight wave. He felt sting of pain in his chest at the fact of possibility of taking Vegeta away from her. Why was he feeling this now at this time, but not when he was with the man? He hears a vehicle overhead, looking up he sees the familiar car that is owned by his hateful mother.
Picking himself and his son up from the ground before looking back at Bulma and waved goodbye. Then both of them left the compound to go home. Leaving to quickly for the vile women could get of the car and start her vengeful ways.
-----Apartment-----
Placing his son into his bed, Gohan could sigh at his day progress. He had accomplished nothing on what he set out to do today. He hopes to have at least something figured out but that was quickly dashed in the end. Suddenly he felt a set if arms wrap around his waist. He knew these arms all too well for he felt them for almost every day not to long ago. He twisted his body around in the arms to come face to face with Vegeta, the so called ex-lover of his. Would he be his ex-lover if they keep meeting like this?
“How did you get in here?” Gohan asked him, really wanting to know. Vegeta gave a familiar seductive smirk that was only given to him so many times. The young half-breed felt the older male arms tighten around his waist.
“I long ago asked Goku to teach his teleportation technique to me,” answered the older Saiyan. This caused Gohan to sigh in defeat and lost hope. For the fact the Vegeta can now to get to him whenever he wants and the fact his father willing taught Vegeta this technique. Now it was truly hard to escape these two idiots of his.
“Vegeta, I told you before that we cannot continue this,” stated the half-breed as he pulled away from the Prince. The scowl on the prince face quickly turned into a scowl.
“I know, but you know Bulma is like and what our marriage is coming to,” spoke the full-blooded Saiyan as he took a step towards his young lover. This in turn made Gohan to take a few steps back.
“I know, but I cannot do that to Bulma. Even if your marriage is failing with her,” Gohan stated as sadden eyes looked at the male. He urges and wants of being with Vegeta for his sinful relationship lasted longer with him than anyone else. But right now he was confused since the sudden introduction of his father. Maybe, just maybe, he could have both of them in the end. That was just wishful thinking for now.
“You’re too good for your own good Gohan. Be selfish for ounce in your life,” exclaimed the prince as he reached forward and grabbed the young man arm. Gohan got closer to the man and placed his hand on the prince face. Looking into his face and says, “I was selfish. I was selfish when I started this relationship with you. For now I must think about my son and some other things. Maybe someday I will be selfish again.”
Gohan brought his face closer to the Prince and placed a small kiss on his lips. Each of their eyes half closed as light silhouetted them. But as quickly as the prince came he had vanished in the middle of the kiss. Oh how Gohan missed to lay beside him on some of the chilly nights of the city. Maybe this day wasn’t wasted after all. He did get some answers about this confusion. He walked out his son room to his own and went to a blissful sleep with dreams of a certain lovable prince of his. Maybe Kami was watched out for him.
To be continued…