Dreams
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
16
Views:
3,665
Reviews:
29
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.
It's Crazy Time
::Authors note::
Hi. Late update so whoppdi do.
::Mirai and Goku:: :Jumps behind rocks and hides:
::BlueKi:: :Looks around: Why hello Vegeta…My, my. You look rather nice today.
::Vegeta:: :Sweat drops and starts booking it:
**
Vegeta and Bulma watched the two before them. Goku Had used the same technique used on Namek to read Krillins mind to get into Mirai’s. Now the larger Sayjin was in the same sleep state as Mirai.
“When should we wake him up?” Bulma asked turning to Vegeta.
Vegeta shrugged. This was the woman’s idea and he be damned if he made any decisions that would incriminate him.
“Oh, well now is a good as good time as any I suppose.” She said sliding the needle into the thankfully sleeping arm of the larger Sayjin.
**
Mirai looked out across the beach with Goku. He was miserable. Life had been kicking him in the ass ever since he came back and now this. And what the fuck happened to him anyway?! Goku had tried to explain everything as best he could. The only thing he could figure is that his unconscious was traveling through the alternate times and realities. So if that were true than he had absolutely no idea how to get back. Goku could leave at anytime so eventually he would be alone again.
Goku heard a sigh coming from Mirai next to him. Wrapping his shoulder around the younger Sayjin he gave him a quick smile and said, “It’ll be okay Mirai. I’m sure Bulma will be able to figure out how to bring you back.”
Trunks smiled slightly and leaned into Goku’s embrace. “Sorry about punching you in the face Goku.” Trunks apologized.
Goku rubbed his cheek. “I kind of deserved it anyway. Ask a stupid question, get a punch in the face.”
Both Sayjins laughed as a low light began to form around them.
**
“There.” Bulma said removing the needle from Goku’s arm. “That should about do it I think.”
Not two seconds before Bulma finished the sentence did Goku fly up from his chair and back into a table knocking it over. Falling to his ass in the corner, he looked up to see the dreaded needle in Bulma’s hand.
“Ahh! Get that away from me!” He screamed. “Don’t be such a baby, It’s only a needle Goku.”
The three stopped dead as another voice came out of Goku’s mouth. It was still Goku’s voice, but it was talking to him.
Goku looked around to see if anyone was there while Bulma and Vegeta stared at the insane Sayjin before them.
“Who’s there?” Goku asked looking around. “Stop that! You’re making me dizzy Goku! Who do you think it is mister ‘Oh I’m gonna just put my arm around him. You know for comfort sake.’ Dick head!”
The Two watched in awe as Goku began to have an argument with himself. Vegeta was highly amused at the whole situation laughing every once in a while as Goku called himself a BakaYaro and Kisama. Bulma on the other hand scrutinized every word that came out of his mouth before making a very clever deduction.
“MIRAI!”
“Hi Okaasan.” Goku answered.
**
“Stop eating so much. You’re making me nauseous.” “I’m sorry. I can’t help it. I’m hungry.” “Well Good for you. At least don’t touch the chicken teriyaki. I can’t stand the taste of it.” “But that’s my favorite.” “I Don’t Care.”
Vegeta was having a field day. Mirai was stuck in Goku and Goku looked like he was schizophrenic. This had to be the best day of his life. “Hey, boy.”
“Yeah?” Trunks asked trying to pry Goku’s hand away from the chicken teriyaki.
“How much of him can you control?” Vegeta asked curiosity getting the best of him.
“I don’t kn…” Trunks tried to answer before a big piece of chicken was shoved into his mouth. Goku swallowed, “Ha ha. I’m still stronger” as his fist came flying at his face. “I told you I hate that stuff!” Another swing. “At least you could do is wait until I get out of here.”
Vegeta fell out of his chair in hysterics. This was absolutely priceless. Goku was beating the shit out of himself and could do nothing to stop it.
Bulma rubbed her temples at the sight. Her husband on the floor, Goku/Mirai beating the shit out of well…Goku, and Trunks and Goten standing in the doorway clueless to the whole thing.
Hi. Late update so whoppdi do.
::Mirai and Goku:: :Jumps behind rocks and hides:
::BlueKi:: :Looks around: Why hello Vegeta…My, my. You look rather nice today.
::Vegeta:: :Sweat drops and starts booking it:
**
Vegeta and Bulma watched the two before them. Goku Had used the same technique used on Namek to read Krillins mind to get into Mirai’s. Now the larger Sayjin was in the same sleep state as Mirai.
“When should we wake him up?” Bulma asked turning to Vegeta.
Vegeta shrugged. This was the woman’s idea and he be damned if he made any decisions that would incriminate him.
“Oh, well now is a good as good time as any I suppose.” She said sliding the needle into the thankfully sleeping arm of the larger Sayjin.
**
Mirai looked out across the beach with Goku. He was miserable. Life had been kicking him in the ass ever since he came back and now this. And what the fuck happened to him anyway?! Goku had tried to explain everything as best he could. The only thing he could figure is that his unconscious was traveling through the alternate times and realities. So if that were true than he had absolutely no idea how to get back. Goku could leave at anytime so eventually he would be alone again.
Goku heard a sigh coming from Mirai next to him. Wrapping his shoulder around the younger Sayjin he gave him a quick smile and said, “It’ll be okay Mirai. I’m sure Bulma will be able to figure out how to bring you back.”
Trunks smiled slightly and leaned into Goku’s embrace. “Sorry about punching you in the face Goku.” Trunks apologized.
Goku rubbed his cheek. “I kind of deserved it anyway. Ask a stupid question, get a punch in the face.”
Both Sayjins laughed as a low light began to form around them.
**
“There.” Bulma said removing the needle from Goku’s arm. “That should about do it I think.”
Not two seconds before Bulma finished the sentence did Goku fly up from his chair and back into a table knocking it over. Falling to his ass in the corner, he looked up to see the dreaded needle in Bulma’s hand.
“Ahh! Get that away from me!” He screamed. “Don’t be such a baby, It’s only a needle Goku.”
The three stopped dead as another voice came out of Goku’s mouth. It was still Goku’s voice, but it was talking to him.
Goku looked around to see if anyone was there while Bulma and Vegeta stared at the insane Sayjin before them.
“Who’s there?” Goku asked looking around. “Stop that! You’re making me dizzy Goku! Who do you think it is mister ‘Oh I’m gonna just put my arm around him. You know for comfort sake.’ Dick head!”
The Two watched in awe as Goku began to have an argument with himself. Vegeta was highly amused at the whole situation laughing every once in a while as Goku called himself a BakaYaro and Kisama. Bulma on the other hand scrutinized every word that came out of his mouth before making a very clever deduction.
“MIRAI!”
“Hi Okaasan.” Goku answered.
**
“Stop eating so much. You’re making me nauseous.” “I’m sorry. I can’t help it. I’m hungry.” “Well Good for you. At least don’t touch the chicken teriyaki. I can’t stand the taste of it.” “But that’s my favorite.” “I Don’t Care.”
Vegeta was having a field day. Mirai was stuck in Goku and Goku looked like he was schizophrenic. This had to be the best day of his life. “Hey, boy.”
“Yeah?” Trunks asked trying to pry Goku’s hand away from the chicken teriyaki.
“How much of him can you control?” Vegeta asked curiosity getting the best of him.
“I don’t kn…” Trunks tried to answer before a big piece of chicken was shoved into his mouth. Goku swallowed, “Ha ha. I’m still stronger” as his fist came flying at his face. “I told you I hate that stuff!” Another swing. “At least you could do is wait until I get out of here.”
Vegeta fell out of his chair in hysterics. This was absolutely priceless. Goku was beating the shit out of himself and could do nothing to stop it.
Bulma rubbed her temples at the sight. Her husband on the floor, Goku/Mirai beating the shit out of well…Goku, and Trunks and Goten standing in the doorway clueless to the whole thing.