Welcome to Boxer & Rice

Gohan arrived at Capsule Corp in practically record time, and quickly began looking around for Tora. It had been a couple of hours since he had left the group at the dance club so he was quiet hoping not to wake anyone up. He carefully searched for Tora’s ki. He found it, but was concerned more when he saw the way it was flexing. Gohan hurried to him and saw he was having a pretty fierce nightmare. Reacting more than thinking, Gohan moved to the bed and laid beside Tora. Stroking him and saying calming words, as soon as Tora stopped thrashing around Gohan laid down beside him. Continuing the process. “It’s alright. It’s alright, it’s safe now.” Gohan whispered. His words and motions seemed to be having the desired affect on Tora. He took the younger saiyan in his arms, remembering a memory of a young Gohan and a teenage Trunks sleeping beside each other to keep their nightmares at bay. “It’s all over aisuru, we’re at peace now.” Gohan whispered assuringly to Tora. He watched as Tora calmed down and snuggled up to his warmth, seeking the warmth and the comfort of another person in order to forget. Gohan let him and repositioned his body the best he could to allow Tora all the access he wanted.

Somehow during this both Gohans mentally realized that the other loved the lavender haired beauty as much as he did. Not that this caused contention nearly a little bit of awkwardness considering how close said beauty was snuggled to them at the moment. Hentai thoughts were becoming very hard to control. Things went from bad to worse when the beauty stirred a bit and decided that Gohan’s shirt was a obstruction to the continued warmth that he was seeking. A small whimper of protest came from Tora as he pulled at the intrusive obsticle. Gohan moved away only long enough to remove it for Tora. There was a purr of contentment when he returned topless.

*I’m not sure how I would feel or react if he thinks the same way about our pants.* thought Mirai

*I don’t think I do either.* Gohan answered.

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(Tora)

This night is not going well. The club was okay but then little me and Goten decided to go off somewhere I don’t know where. So did Gohan, guess I am bad company tonight. Sarah stuck around but no offense meant to her I would rather be with my own kind. There is just things she wouldn’t understand. Then the memories started coming back. Just as they do every fucking year. I suppose I deserve it, if I had been stronger it wouldn’t have happened. If I wasn’t such a pitiful fucking FAILURE then things would be better. I deserve whatever I get. The memories aren’t so bad it’s the dreams. Memories I can handle the dreams… I can’t seem to control them. Why should I? I’m as pathetic and as worthless as they come. I deserve to be punished for my failures right? Mom never did understand about that. She wouldn’t yell but she would get this slight look of disappointment in her eyes. I couldn’t explain it to her. Maybe that’s one of the reasons she sent me back.

She tried, but even being here doesn’t stop what I know is going to come. I decided to go back to back to C.C. that way if anything happens I’ll at least be in safe surroundings. I went to the kitchen, for food and tranquilzers to dull the pain of what I know is going to happen. It happens every year after all. The drinks were good but had an odd after taste made me wonder if Mom is trying to experiment on Dad again. Silly onna, when is she going to stop using dad as her guina pig? I caught the end of what seemed like an argument when I arrived. They must be fighting over bedroom privileges again.

I try not to let my thoughts wander at that. Life can be scary enough without thinking about my parents.. well doing THAT! Or what not doing THAT will do to them, until they do it again and the madness that goes on… OKAY MUST STOP NOW!!! Think of ANYTHING ELSE!! Gohan! Don’t ask me why that came but it did. Everything I ever experienced with him. That worked but… well good and bad memories come when I do that. Like THAT night… I shook my head and finished eating and drinking the rest of Dende knows what and see if anyone else is home. Chibi and Trunks are here but… they seem to be busy watching a movie. I watch along with them, until I catch something. Chibi seems… anxious for lack of a better word. I wonder why… but he is controling it. I do catch the slightest scent…oh. I shake my head at little me and Chibi’s obliviousness and leave them alone. I laid down and went to sleep to wait for what I know is going to happen anyway.

I was in the middle of the worse of it when I hear it… a voice. One I know I should know, but my mind is to foggy to bother. But just that voice made things better. The voice gets closer, I hear such calmness from their words. I feel.. secure.. warm… loved? That is impossible. Warm and secure I agree with. Safe definately I like feeling that after so long but love. I don’t deserve that. No one… if they knew me well enough would love me. I am not worthy of that… But this person doesn’t seem to feel that way. I have no idea why, but somehow I know this person might actually care about me. Why would they bother? Okay my head hurts. Warm… okay that works. I try to get closer. But a cloth barrier is in my way and I don’t like it. No wait don’t… the warmth is back… and the barrier is gone. Good.

I snuggle up closer to the warmth as close as possible. Just listening to soothing sounds coming from their chest. Who thought listening to nothing but someone’s breathing and heartbeat could be so soothing? Not me. Darn… the thoughts are back now. I have no right to feel this way. Go-chan is unhappy Go-san is dead and…Almost as if they can sense my anxiety the hand goes back to running over my back comfortingly. This brings my mind to an odd result.

‘Maybe I do deserve love after all this time.’

Nah that couldn’t be right.

‘Let them decide.’ The thought said back ‘You have to give to receive.’

I can’t believe I am even thinking this.. but then the thoughts become action. The best way to know if I have a chance in HELL or at least have some type of permission to see is to ask and the only way to do that is..

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(Gohan)

‘Holy shit!’ there can be no way this is happening. Neither of us suspected it. or is it I now?Okay ‘I’ didn’t suspect this. Tora is KISSING ME?? WTF?? Not that I am complaining its just strange. New. Okay different than what I thought was possible. But I can’t make any sudden movements or something or else I’ll give him the wrong message. Like I don’t want this or something. Crud he’s pulling away. I am probably doing the wrong thing but I decide to stop him. I suppose neither of us could hide our feelings for him for much longer…

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“I’ve still got your face painted on my heart
Drawn upon my soul.
Etched upon my memory, babyAnd I’ve got your kiss still burning on my lips
Your touch on my fingertips
This love so deep inside of me baby
I’ve tried everything that I can
To get my heart to forget you
But it just can’t seem to
Guess it’s just no use
In every part of me there’s still a part of you

(General POV)

Tora was pleasantly surprised when the mouth kissed him back, he began to quietly curse whatever it was that was put in the drinks that made it harder for him to focus. He couldn’t exactly SEE the person doing this but he liked it. He was able to sense whoever this person was they were beautiful. Maybe he was worthy of this beautiful creature’s love.

‘Or maybe it just pities you.’ A voice in the back of his mind answered. ‘Wait until it learns what a failure you are then we’ll see. After all if you weren’t a failure why couldn’t you save Gohan? Or any of those other innocents that died while you were trying to become Super Saiyan? If you weren’t so pitiful and weak you could’ve saved them…’

Tora lowered his head the voice was right after all. He had failed Gohan, he made up for it maybe, but he couldn’t save his master from dying. As if sensing his depression the person next to him held him close. Like a parent comforting a frightened child. Pity, that is all he would ever have was pity or some acceptance he would never be deserving of love. As if the person sensed his thoughts, there was a hesitation but then slowly they released him. Then began to patiently kiss him all down his chest, paying special attention to any ticklish spots and his nipples. The few scars that were found were treated less playfully and with more love. Tora sighed, the feeling he was getting was different then he had ever felt. Whoever this person was they seemed to genuinely care for him.

Something he before believed had to be impossible. However the giver of these emotions was patient and careful, not rough or needy as if this was only being done for Tora’s benefit and not their own.

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Gohan was slightly disappointed when Tora stopped him, but he conceeded with the request. After all he was trying to help and comfort Tora not seduce him. He was surprised however when Tora began doing the same thing back to him. They slowly began exploring each other, Gohan always looking for a signal from Tora before he did ANYTHING, sometimes Tora seemed to almost growl at him to get the message across but if that is what Tora wanted Gohan would do it.

*Is he drunk?* Mirai Gohan asked.

*Not really, but he doesn’t seem to be completely sober* Gohan responded.

*So he is working at diminished capacity* Mirai Gohan concluded.

*Yes* Came the response.

*Does diminished capacity consent still count as consent?*

Both pondered that question, until Tora getting impatient with their hestation ripped their pants off. *Did he…*

*Yep*

*Are you sure this is actually RIGHT?* Mirai Gohan asked.

*No idea*

Any continuing objection was lost when Tora removed his boxers and began to stroke him, exploratively. “Wait.. you..” Gohan tried to gasp out, but Tora ignored him, to interested in his curiousity to listen. The exploration turned into a hand job, and he was hard (well maybe hardER) with in minutes.

Tora looked at him as if silently asking a question. Gohan nodded, realizing what the question was. Then tried not to be extremely loud as Tora began to lick and slightly nibble at more sensitve areas. He did let out a sound when Tora without warning took him completely into his mouth. Gohan tried to speak but abandoned it to moans and other sounds if the “kid” was a beginner you could’ve sure fooled him.

*We need to get control of this… But he wants it doesn’t he?* Mirai asked.

*I suppose that is all that matters doesn’t it?* Gohan questioned.

*Well as long as it is what he wants..* Mirai started.* it doesn’t matter but we can’t..*

*Not without permission, never.* Gohan agreed.

Again communication was stopped as he realized that he was going to come and tried to get Tora to let go. But he wasn’t going to do any such thing.

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After giving his unknown friend a blowjob Tora carefully cleaned him up. This was new to him but it seemed he was acting more on instincts than thoughts right now. He just NEEDED to know, and if this was the way to find out he had no problem doing it. And from the sounds his friend made… he was enjoying it too.

‘Funny, until today I wouldn’t have thought.. Wait a second I’m NOT GAY!’ This was confusing.

‘But if you aren’t then why are you here? With another male? And obviously enjoying this?’

Did that voice EVER SHUT UP!?

‘You stay out of this.’ He told it.

‘Right so this makes two males right? All the rest were female if you ever took the time to look around.’

‘I was busy.’

‘Right. Helping a bunch of people more pathetic then you get their silly lives back together. Just so in X amount of time they could turn on you.’

Tora was about to make a retort to that when he realized he wanted his gesture returned and the other wasn’t doing it. So with a whimper and removing his own pants he made his desire known. His friend seemed hesitant to do this, but with a little persuasion from Tora the request was granted. Tora for a few minutes felt the slight fuzzy feeling of power that came with knowing that he could probably convince this friend to do anything. Without feeling like he was totally manipulating them of course, the friend did it because he wanted to. Tora just had to let it be known it was what HE wanted. He felt complete pleasure come over him as the mysterious friend returned the favor. As well as the feeling that he didn’t want this to stop. But when he finished coming the friend cleaned him up and went back to just holding him. Tora realized that he didn’t not like this. It wasn’t that the cuddling/holding was bad, he just realized he wanted MORE than that. The friend kissed him on a shoulder and down his back and then stopped. HE STOPPED!

This for some reason made Tora angry which made him turn around in his friend’s hold. “If you even DREAM about stopping now. I will not be held responsible for my actions!” Tora practically snarled. His friend paused, unsure how to react to that statement.

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(Gohan)

What? Could he actually be serious? Nah there is no way that… but there was.. I give a groan as he goes back to touching me. More or less begging me to continue, the look in his eyes.. it’s like hunger, he needs this somehow. However, I can also tell as much as he wants it he will never demand anything like he has no right to have it and will only get what I give him. The changes are a little confusing one minute he wants it the next he acts like he doesn’t deserve to be here.

Poor koi you are having a very bad night aren’t you? “Could I ever say no to you?” I find myself asking. Immeadately he is back against me, he had pulled away probably thinking he was being too demanding or that I would deny him his request.

I go to look for something appropriate and to make this good for him. However when my hand touches the floor a tube slides into it. Hmm massage oil. I open it and smell it, nice scent. I touch his shoulder to ask him to turn over. He seems compliant but a little nervous. Ssh, love, I would never harm you, I’ll be gentle I promise. I pour some of the oil into my hand and heat it with my ki. I then drizzle it on him and begin rubbing it over him. I don’t want him tense, it will hurt more if he is. I need him to trust me. Although I am beginning to doubt if he should. But he asked didn’t he?

This is what he wants… I think. I would never push him… I must be slowing down because I get a small whimper of neglect from him. I kiss him in apology. Part of me is certain this is a dream. And if it is if that alarm clock has any inkling of self preservation in it, it will know better than to wake me up now. Or at anytime in the next thirty minutes!

It maybe just a dream, but it’s MY dream Dammit! and I don’t want it to end just yet! I am not very exprienced at this massage stuff but he is loosening up under my touch. After he seems to be less tense I coat my fingers and carefully one by one stretch him. I have him turn over again, I need to see his face. It’s hard to explain why, but I think one reason is to see if he wants to change his mind. It doesn’t have to go farther… not unless he wants it too. The looks in his eyes are filled with trust though. He can barely tell who I am and he TRUSTS me. How is that? Can he tell on some different scale or what? He gives me another look a pleading “Fuck me now please!” look. He probably thinks I am just toying with him and have no intent on finishing. I do, but only if that is his wish. I look at him one last time to check if this is what he wants. Then he looks at me, with that look. The look that neither of me could never say no to. He does want this I know it. I have to hear it though. “We don’t have to go any further if you don’t want to.” I whisper. “We can stop right now.” He gives me a look like he is asking me if I am crazy. He gives that imploring whimper again. I quickly move up and kiss him. “Shh.. I’ll take care of you I must need to know if you really wanted to do this that’s all.” I explain “I won’t push you into any thing you don’t want.” He thrusts his body against me desperately. I smile and give him a deeper kiss, and then then after coating my erection carefully I slowly and gently enter him.

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Down the hall in one of the viewing rooms Trunks and Goten were watching movies. They were just finishing one when Trunks’ eyes closed and then he opened them. He seemed very surprised. “Trunks?” Asked Goten Worriedly. “Are you okay? Is it Tora again?” Sometimes at odd times the two lavender haired men acted more like twins. What one was feeling the other felt.

“I’m fine and so is Tora.” Trunks assured his friend. “He was having a bad dream and it stopped, now he is happy.” He paused sensing for his other self and his eyes widened a bit.

“He’s REALLY Happy.”

“So first he was having a nightmare and now he’s having a wet dream or something?” Goten asked.

Trunks laughed only Goten could get away with asking a question like that an maintain that look of innocence. But he came up with the perfect explination. Trunks shook his head there were times he wondered what really went on in Goten’s head. If some of the innocence and so on was just an act. He got up and popped in another random tape. Then after about five minutes realized that something was not quite right..

“Uhm Trunks.. I think you got one of your mom’s “special collection” tapes by mistake.” Said Goten.

Trunks could not really answer. On the screen some aliens from outer space had just captured an earthing and their leader had an odd almost resemblence to Trunks and the prisioner had a similar odd almost resemblence to Goten. Trunks was about ready to stop the tape when he caught the slightest bit of an odd smell. It wasn’t very strong but what little there was was quite potent. Arousal. Trunks looked at the screen. The earth man had been strapped down naked to a table and the leader was “examining him”. Which at this point meant giving him a hand job. Goten’s eyes were almost glazed over. And Trunks noticed that he was growing aroused by all this.

“Goten?” He asked softly.

“Hmm?” Asked Goten.

“Have you ever had one of those before?”

“Have what before?”

“You know a hand job.”

“Ahh.. no.” Said Goten softly. Trunks moved quickly but also slowly. The mersmic influence of what was on the screen would only keep Goten out of it for so long. He carefully pulled down Goten’s boxers and began mimicing the actions on the screen.

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Goten tried to maintain control, this wasn’t FAIR. Why Was Trunks doing this? Was this just a GAME to him? Sure they had joked about this kind of thing before. If the oppurtunity happened what guys would they want and which girls. But that had all been joking around.

‘Trunks doesn’t realize what he is doing.’ Said a voice softly. ‘He’s my best friend, he wouldn’t hurt me intentionaly not like THIS.’

‘He doesn’t know.’ another voice chastised. ‘he doesn’t realize what this is really doing.’

Trunks had now upped the ante so to speak the silly exploration was now turning into a hand job. He needed to stop this before Trunks realized… Crap to late he was growing harder and for Trunks. Not just the little fantasy the movie was bringing to his mind.

‘If he realizes what this is about…’ He didn’t let himself finish that thought. After all how do you tell your best friend since the beginning of time that you have had a crush on him for the last five years? That you have been having fantasies, wet dreams, the works and because of him?

‘He’d probably be grossed out.’ Thought Goten sadly. ‘Or maybe he’ll think I’m kidding yeah. That way if he doesn’t take me seriously at least he won’t hate me right?’

Thoughts were lost when Trunks took him into his mouth though. And suddenly Goten could no longer hold himself in check, they had crossed from reality into dreams.

Goten gently took hold of Trunks head, and being careful not to gag his friend began thrusting into the welcoming mouth. Trunks was no longer giving him head, he was fucking Trunks’ mouth and gently but firmly hitting the back of his throat. Goten fearfully watched Trunks’ expression. He had been surprised at first but then just gave it over to Goten. Letting him do what he needed, Goten felt the explosion coming and began to pull out of Trunks’ mouth but Trunks also guessing what was going to happen wouldn’t let him. Goten released into Trunks’ mouth, Trunks quickly drank in every bit of the essence like a cat with cream.

“Trunks?” Goten asked softly.

“Yes Goten?” Asked Trunks a bit smug, which worried Goten.

“Uhm.. why did you do that?”

“Because I could.” Came the reply. Goten felt his heart slowly sink. “And because you let me.” Trunks said slowly turning to him again. “‘Ten? Why did you let me do that if you didn’t want it?”

‘Because I did.’ Goten thought but answered. “You seemed to be enjoying yourself. I wasn’t sure how I felt but if you wanted it…”

“Goten..” Said Trunks interupting him, almost harshly. “Did you want me to do that?”

‘Yes.’ Goten thought but couldn’t answer him. “I..” Goten sighted figuring he was going to regret this but he did it anyway. He took Trunks’ face in his hands gently and kissed him. Making sure to keep it quick in case Trunks pulled away. He didn’t though. In fact he pulled Goten into a deeper kiss. Somewhere in the small wrestling match that followed then movie got turned off but then again that wasn’t really important. It had already done it’s job.

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As it always seems too, morning came. Perhaps to quickly for some people but it came just the same. Tora woke up in a guest room on the opposite side of where he was certain he had fallen asleep. Trunks had woken up in his own room but alone. Making both wonder about whether or not the night before had only been a dream. Gohan had woken up somewhere on the lawn of Capsule Corp not 100% sure how he had gotten there but he did find a few bite marks on his shoulder, a tattoo on his back and discovered that he now had a split personality disorder. All these thing reassured him the events of last night did indeed take place. The question was why and what were they going to do about it?

“Come on you lazy bones get up.” Said Bra rudely wakening Goten up in his room at C.C. Darn it, it had only been a dream otherwise it would have been Trunks he woke up to, not a hyper seven year old who was currenly trying to use him as a trampline. She was then joined by a nine year old Marron. “Come on Uncle Goten wake up! Daddy and the others are getting ready for sparring again and Trunks is going to want you as his partner remember?”

‘I know he was wants me as his sparring partner.’ Goten thought to himself. Although after his dream last night, he wasn’t sure if this would be a good idea. Oh well he’d have Vegeta to answer to if he didn’t and he wasn’t sure he wanted THAT either. “Fine, I am getting up already. ” Said Goten and got out of bed. As they dragged him out of the door of the room, Goten caught his reflection in the mirrior. ‘Funny, I wasn’t wearing these last night.’ Goten thought to himself.

Goten wasn’t the only one not to happy about being dragged out of bed. Other fighters when onto the field half asleep and confused as well. “Come on, Vegeta the sun isn’t even out.” Muttered Krillin.

“I don’t think he notices or cares.” Muttered 18.

17 said nothing but drank out of a plain looking coffee cup. They all found their partners and started sparring when a late coming ki caught their attention.

“That’s funny.” Muttered Krillin. “Gohan’s ki feels different.”

“You’re right.” Said Yamcha “I wonder what’s wrong.”

“Well for starters it seems to coming in stereo.” said 18. “You can’t usually sense him that strong at this distance.”

“He’s sparring with both Vegeta and Goku at once though.” pointed out 17.

“Something’s still up. He isn’t tiring and he isn’t going super yet either and they both have gone to first stage already.” 18 pointed out.

“He’s fine, see Tora just came to help him out.., and Gohan is fighting him off too..” Said Krillin.

“There’s Piccolo.” Said 17 “And yes I do believe that is not a happy look on his face.”

“What’s going on?” Asked Baba.

“Gohan.” Answered Yamcha still watching.

“Yes. It would appear he is doing very well. Things seem to be going rather well don’t you think.”

“Then why is Piccolo upset?”

“He is feeling Gohan in stereo and he wants to know why.” Baba answered.

“Why is he?” Asked Krillin.

“And why would I know that?” Asked Baba.

“You are the all-seeing-crone and you are smirking.” Said Yamcha “Now spill it.”

“He’s fused with another fighter.” Baba answered. And went off to get a better view of the fight.

“Hey wait up.” Said 18 following Baba. Krillin and Yamcha looked at each other in shock and then ran after 18.

17 finished his coffee, got a full cup and followed them.

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The fight had ended and Gohan now had pretty much all of his friends and family staring at him.

*Why are THEY here?* Asked Mirai Gohan upon seeing the andriod twins. Gohan quickly explained things to his other self to calm him.

“Hey everyone.” Said Gohan starting to feel a little self consious.

“What are you and where’s my brother?” Asked Goten. Gohan sighed, but saw Baba on the one side.

“I am your brother, things have just.. changed a little that is all.” Gohan tried to explain.

“What did you do fuse with yourself?” Asked 18.

“Actually yes.” Said Gohan. Somehow though out the corner of his eye he saw something that upset him. 17 was hitting on Tora. It wasn’t that as much as it was the fact Tora didn’t seem to like what 17 was doing. Gohan stood near Tora protectively and began to growl low in his throat and glare at 17. 18 realized what was happening and dragged 17 away before Gohan decided that truce or no truce 17 was going to become a part of a crater in the ground.

Gohan eased up after that and glanced toward Tora. “You okay?” He asked. Tora nodded, he could deal with the fact that these androids weren’t evil monsters but having 17 hit on him was something odd in it’s self.

‘Figures he’d be the only one that wants you.’ A voice said in Tora’s mind. Tora shuddered a bit at that thought, but no one else noticed. Well no one except Gohan that is.

“Tora?” He asked

“I’m fine.” Tora answered.

“Uh-huh right. When are you going to learn I know you to well for that?” Gohan asked.

On other days Tora would have let that go but as everyone knows conflicting feelings, confusion and rough times with memories best forgotten don’t always mix well with saiyan/human temperments. “Like you know so much.” Tora snapped back “We known each other for what two or three years at most if you count the Cell games and the so on? Sure like YOU would know anything about ME in that amount of time!”

*Trunks*

‘Tora’

He knew that this could happen. That his memories would meld so that yes indeed he would have the knowlege of both selves and their pain. They had disscussed it. They had known everyone else could have problems under standing what was going on as well. Now the key was explaining that with out antagonizing and driving Tora away from him further. “I’m sorry, that didn’t come out right. I just meant that… Nevermind it’s not important. I just wanted to be sure you were actually okay and not just saying that.”

Okay he had completely flubbed that one.

‘Great recovery moron.’ Gohan berated himself.

Tora looked at him. “I’m sorry. I..” Gohan smiled and shook head. No apology was needed, Tora smiled. “Thanks.” He answered. They turned their attention back to the others who were regarding them oddly.

“What?” Asked Gohan.

“Just curious. What happened to you?” Asked Krillin “Your ki is different.”

“Fusion.” Gohan answered simply.

“Yeah we know with who?” Asked Vegeta.

“Myself.” Answered Gohan.

“WHAT!!???” Asked everyone else as lost as before.

“Two gohans fused to make one gohan.” Answered 17 “Duh.”

“So my brother fused with another Gohan from who knows where and now they are one person?” Asked Goten who was thinking he should have stayed in bed. His dream last night was confusing but this was worse, and less fun.

“For how long?” Asked Trunks equally confused and probably thinking the same thing as Goten.

“We believe it’s permanant.” Gohan answered. Tora was looking at him strangely as if trying to puzzle something out.

“So who did you fuse with?” Asked Goku. “I mean do you know where he is from?”

Gohan nodded but didn’t really say anything. Tora was still trying to make his own guesses. “This is ridiculous.” He finally said. “There is probably hundreds of probablities and alternate universes. It could be a girl version of himself for all we know…”

*Hey, I resent that!*

Gohan smiled at the protest his otherself was making in his mind.

Baba started laughing too, but whether it was because she heard Mirai Gohan’s remark or because she found the idea of a she-Gohan funny Gohan was uncertain. As Tora continued his little tirade and the others all added their guesses and suggestions Gohan started trying to hold back laughing. Which brought Tora’s attention back to him. “What?” he asked almost hurt that Gohan seemed to be laughing at him. Gohan stopped and answered. “You’re pitiful Trunks, an emotional wreck. Just like I was when my mom wouldn’t let me train and fight with my father. From now on you I’m your master and you are my pupil. How’s that?”

The rest of the group fell completely silent. Tora stared at him for about 10 seconds his mind reeling. He hadn’t told anyone what Gohan had said to him that day and beyond all belief he had gotten it.

Word for word

“Gohan?” He asked softly, but from the tone in his voice Gohan knew what he was saying and asking. He took him into a hug allowing the mirai personality to take the front.

“It’s me little brother, I’m back.”

“But how?” Tora asked.

“Does it matter?” Mirai asked, Tora shook his head and went deeper into the hug as if afraid he would wake up any second and find out that his Gohan was no longer there.

“Aw how sweet. Okay group hug!” Said 17 and then with a twinkle in his eye. “Actually I have a better idea how about a group orgy?” He then proceeded to kiss grope etc every person around except Baba. Until 18 knocked unconsious when he tried to snog her and cop a feel at the same time.

“Baka Hentai.” She muttered then dragged his unconsious body to the GR, threw him roughly inside and locked the door. She looked at the coffee cup that he had dropped she took a taste and groaned. “No one is to allow him to drink double chocolate mocha lattes any more alright?” Not knowing what to say the others nodded. With the hentai sugar and caffeine high android imprisioned things went back to normal over the next couple of hours. Until Bulma noticed that the non-alcoholic beverages she was working with had all disappeared. Someone had to have drank them hopefully not all of them at the same time.

“Uh guys? Who drank the drinks I was experementing with?”

“WHAT!?” Asked everyone else who all had eaten or drank something from the kitchen since the morning had began.