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He could hardly believe his eyes. His heart beat to the sound of the Flight of the Valkyries. There were so many feelings, so many emotions that went through his mind. Yet he stood breathless and in awe. There were so many questions that he wanted to ask, so many things he wanted to do. But yet all he could do was cry into the open arms of the man he had longed to touch, longed to hold for all eternity. He looked into the deep azure eyes of the god-like creature before him. He wanted to say something, anything. His mind was too overwhelmed to do anything but hold onto the embrace of his love. But he never had to say anything. His touch said it all.

“Wow you’ve become so much stronger. I might have to watch myself later on…”

Gohan slightly blushed. ‘Note to self : I have to tell him about Buu later on.’

Mirai gazed into the eyes of the man before him. His eyes were synonymous with total and complete love that he never knew was possible to exist. He knew this look. It was reserved for him and him alone. He knew that the love that shined in his master’s eyes could never be suppressed by any other. Mirai’s gentle smile beamed into the jubilant facial expression before him.

“Mirai…” He looked at his love. “Why have you been gone so long?” Tears began to form in obsidian eyes.

“I’m sorry…”

Before he could finish his sentence, he was pulled into an earth shattering kiss to end all others, the heat so intense it burned of a thousand suns. Hands roamed, mouths clasped, and tongues tasted with an age old passion long forgotten to exist. Gohan could not believe what he was feeling. The feelings between them almost too extraordinary to explain. The passion between them seemed to surpass all boundaries, and stretched alternate universes to bring them together. It was a feeling that only graced the lives of a very fortunate and select few once a millennium. It was a love so passionate it could only begin to be understood by the term soul mate. Mirai knew right then and there that his life, their lives, were intertwined and were as one. They had to break for air, both sad at the loss of contact. Intense gazes struck both of them. Azure met obsidian and it was as if they were peering into each others souls.

“Master.”

“No, please don’t call me that.”

He faced the grown, it was almost too hard to look at his beloved without crying. He felt almost ashamed to be called his master. He felt guilty, he felt he didn’t deserve the love of the other.

“Why not? That’s what you are.” A confused expression crossed Mirai’s delicate facial features.

“No, Mirai…I have to tell you something.”

“Sure, you can tell me anything. You know that.”

“Mirai, first of all I don’t deserve to be called your master. Second, it makes me sound like a dominator.”

Mirai’s face blushed as the mental picture passed his through mind. He leaned in closer to his love. “What if I like being dominated?”

He stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the man before him.

“Mirai, please…stop this.” Gohan could hardly control himself as his body began to respond to the actions of the other.

“Those tight leather pants, clinging to you entire body like a glove. Exposing each and every appendage of you body. I think I like you as a dominator.”

He leaned closer, licking the exposed neck. Gohan’s breathing became ragged, his heart began to race faster and faster. His breaths rapidly became pants, and he was struggling to get air.

“No! Mirai stop, if you keep this up I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop myself.” He closed his eyes, thrusting his head back as raged breaths escaped him.

“That’s the idea, isn’t it?”

An evil grin appeared on Mirai’s face. His hands slowly roamed southward, landing on Gohan’s already aroused member.

“Looks like some things never change, do they…”

Mirai’s evil grin turned into that of aroused and lustful. He scanned his love before him, from his sensuous lips to his voluptuous sculpted body. He could hardly control his fingers from tearing every article from his body.

“No, I have to tell you something,” Gohan said, pushing himself away, afraid of what he might do if he didn’t lose contact.

“What is it?” Mirai’s facial expressions went from lustful to that of worry.

“While you were gone…” He took in a deep breath and sighed. He didn’t know how to say it or if he should. “I…I met someone.”

His head bowed fearing the actions of his love. Scared of rejection, scared that Mirai would never want to speak to him again.

Mirai closed his eyes and tried to stop himself from crying, he clenched his fists and began to speak.

“Who is he?” he asked, his tears already streaming down his checks leaving long red trails on his face.

“No, it’s not a he.” Gohan took in a deep breath hoping for the best.

Mirai sighed in relief and wiped his face. He’d known deep inside. He’d known that if he and his master in his time never got together that he would have settled down and married. He just wasn’t willing to accept it.

“Master, I didn’t know you swung that way.”

A casual smile appeared on Mirai’s face. Gohan’s cheeks blushed slightly as he looked back at his love.

“I really don’t even know how it happened either.”

A confused grin graced Mirai’s face. “What do you mean?”

Gohan slightly grinned. “Well, it all started when I first started high school in Satan City.” He began to finish what he was about to say but then was interrupted.

“Satan City!?”

“Yes, after the Cell Games we left. No one was around or conscious for that matter, except for Mr. Satan. When the others woke up, I guess he told them he beat Cell. So he took the credit. Since then he’s been the World Hero.”

Mirai was stunned, he could not believe that overbearing Neanderthal could do such a thing. He suddenly became furious; he wanted to kill that pathetic excuse for a man for stealing the credit away from his love.

“How could you let him do that?!” Mirai was shocked.

“Well, if you think that’s a shock, I wonder how you will react when I tell you everything. Well, I didn’t really want the credit. I didn’t want to live in the spotlight. Camera crews never leaving your sight. I couldn’t live that way, never having privacy and I didn’t want my family to live that way either. It’s not a real life.”

Mirai smiled. It was just like his master to do such a thing. He was always so caring in every way possible, never once thinking for himself but for the sake of others. It was one of the things he loved most about him.

“Ok, enough about that self centered moronic idiot, that disgrace to the human race. God that burns me up just thinking about it. Ok, enough about that moron, so who’s this girl that seems to have stolen you away from me?”

Gohan laughed he didn’t know how his Mirai would react.

“Well, like I said it all started when I was going to high school. Well, I started to fight crime and stuff, you know being a hero that type of stuff. And well I didn’t want anyone to know who I was. So I asked Bulma…”

Five minutes of explanation later. (did you really want me to go though the entire Saiyaman saga? I highly doubt that. And if you think I should you’re absolutely crazy, in a good way of course. ^_^)

“So, you got blackmailed into being someone’s boy toy?”

“No! Nothing like that, she just wanted me to teach her how to fly.”

“Oh yeah master, I’ll bet you taught her a lot of things, didn’t you?”

Blood rushed to Gohan’s flushed cheeks turned blood red. “Mirai, I told you to stop calling me master. And all she wanted to do was fight me in the tournament.”

“So, then if all she wanted to do was fight you, how the hell did you two end up as boyfriend and girlfriend?”

Gohan sighed, this would take a lot of effort. “Well, it’s really quite complicated.”

“How so?” Mirai’s expression succumbed to confusion once more.

“Well, we became pretty good friends as time went by. We found comfort in one another in our chaotic daily lives. When we went to the tournament together everyone started hinting at us, suggesting that there was something going on between us when there really wasn’t. But then when she got hurt in one of her matches, I was just overwhelmed with this urge to kill that man that was hurting her. It was then I knew I liked her more than just a friend, I loved her. But it wasn’t the passionate animal driven lustful love I have for you my sweet.”

Mirai felt relieved to hear those words spoken. He thought he had lost him to this person he never even seen before.

“No, the love I have for her is more of a protective best friend type way but after that everyone started calling us boyfriend and girlfriend. So, we just decided to give in and act the part that was given to us. We never really had much say in it even from the start. We were both labeled the second any of our friends and family saw us together. So, we have been boyfriend and girlfriend ever since.”

“Wow, that’s…”

Gohan cut him off before he could finish what he was about to say. “The funny thing is, brace yourself Mirai, she’s Mr. Satan’s daughter.”

Expecting Mirai’s reactions to be harsh, he closed one eye and peered out with the other as he turned his head sideways, his shoulders flinched.

“SHE’S WHAT?!”

One could see birds from a distance fly away, startled by the loud vibration. Mirai’s mouth dropped, he could not believe what he was hearing.

“I told you to brace yourself.” Gohan slightly chuckled to see his love’s dilated pupils.

“But how?” Mirai asked, still overcome with shock.

“Hello, aren’t you supposed to be a genius. I told you where I was going to school, didn’t I? Satan City is where Mr. Satan lives. And his daughter was in my class and I told you the rest.”

“Yeah makes sense, I guess. Enough about that. Why don’t we make our own memories now.” Mirai’s evil grin once again appeared.

“Let's dance you and I…” Mirai offered his hand.

“Oh, so suave.”

“I learned from the best.”

“You have no idea how long I have waited for this moment, Mirai.”

“I have an idea.”

“Je t’aime.”1

They pulled each other into another heated kiss, hands exploring each other. Slowly ridding their bodies of their cloth barriers…

Author’s Notes:
~French Translations~
1 Je t’aime – I love you