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Family Therapy	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3495 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Family Therapy
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-13
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-18
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-2-something
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-30
- 31-31
- 32-32
- 33-33
- 34-34--END
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Family Therapy

Card

Sequel to Group Therapy

Which
was the sequel to Mental Therapy, Hormone Therapy & Cross-eyed.

DISCLAIMERS and CAUTIONS:

A.
No. *sighs heavily * I still don�t own DBZ, DBGT or DB. I tried to buy it out, and wouldn�t you know
it, fifty cents and a piece of bubblegum wasn�t enough. *sigh *
Luckily I own the entire Hormone Therapy world wherein Vegeta has a
uterus, so does Trunks. There is a set
of Twins, Gina and a slew of little annoying children.

B.
I no longer feel that you MUST read Cross-eyed because it�s gotten a
1000 hits. BUT, if you want EVERYTHING
to make COMPLETE sense than you should read Hormone Therapy, Mental Therapy,
Cross-eyed and A Prince Among Men. (My
universe has gotten huge, hasn�t it?)

C.
Okay, just about seven years and seven months (enough time for Vegeta
to be fertile again) have passed. So
there will be �lust-crazed� sex with the purpose of getting people
pregnant. (Those people, mind you, are
mostly male.) So there is SLASH
(homosexuality) and there is *gasp and shudder * straight sex. SAIYANS. (I consider this a warning.) Humor.
Goten. (he�s a warning all his
own.)

D.
And this is AU. And it�s all
about humor (and the endless lemons.
Goal for this story: get a lemon in every chapter like Hormone
Therapy.)

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He had opened his mouth to
breath. That obviously had not worked
out, because as soon as his lips parted his mouth was invaded, teeth hit his
and he was being opened up and plundered by his larger mate who had pinned him
against the shower wall (his own shower mind you, after many years of saying he
was going to do it, he had finally put a shower in just for him and
Kakarot.) The water was hitting his
mate�s back, sending warm rivulets of water between them, as hands slid down
his body, thumbs massaged his chest as fingers dug into his back and he felt
the hardness against him, the tongue in his mouth and realized�dimly through
the sudden overwhelming lust�that he must be fertile again.

Kakarot�s
hands got to his hips, pulled them forward, and up, spread his legs and lifted
him high enough that he was conveniently placed. And with that unerring accuracy (that had never faded, never mind
it had been twenty four years) Kakarot slid into him. Pulled back from his mouth and grit his teeth. Made a whimpery little noise, and Vegeta
panted to catch his breath.yes"> He didn�t really care what his NEPHEW (he only thought of Masuyo
as his nephew when he ticked him off) thought.
He looked up at his niece as she lifted up her little sister, and moved
to toss her like a baseball across the open field she had lined with black
scorch marks. Pan stood on the other
end with a rather large tree branch, waiting to bat the little child back.

This
game of �use Aya as a ball� was one of their favorite pastimes, and usually
they got caught by one of the parents, but Bardock caught them this time. (Took vindictively pleasure in catching the
three of them. Because now he could
hold it over their bitchy heads if they attempted to do anything to him or his
friends.)

�What
do you want?� Presta asked. Held her
sister by her dual-colored tail and gave him a look that just bespoke her
parentage perfectly. (She was much more
emotional than Goten, but she had that same �leave me alone you are beneath me�
stare.)

�Put
her down,� Bardock said.

�But
Coonie wants to play,� Presta countered, lifted Aya up to where she could see
her little face�which didn�t look exactly like she was having great fun. �Don�t you Coonie?�

�Presta,�
Bardock growled (they had this argument all the time,) �Put her down.�

�No.�

And
Masuyo�s fidgeting switched into hypergear.
His tail was flicking back and forth in the air like a hyperactive
pendulum. And he started to whine, and
mutter things like: �This isn�t such a great idea, Bardock.� What a little baby. But he was getting stronger, one of those yansyans that bent until you pressed the wrong buttons and then he would snap
back.

�Fine,�
he replied. Crossed his arms over his
chest and gave her a plain glare.
Waited for her to get that look that meant she wasn�t entirely sure what
he was going to do and he immediatelovedoved which one of them had the better
abilities. She was effortlessly Super
Saiyan, sure, but his father had taught him the IT technique while her father
refused to teach her. So he gave her a
grin, disappeared from her view, and reappeared in Goten�s lab. Saw him standing in the middle of a
cage-like thing banging on one of the bars with a wrench while Trunks laughed
at him. �Your daughter is being used as
a baseball again.�

Goten
huffed, looked at Trunks, who looked right back and the two of them rolled
their eyes. Goten disappeared and
Trunks picked up the wrench that he dropped with his disappearance. �Go back and get Masuyo,� Trunks told him,
�You shouldn�t leave him alonke tke that you know.�

�Well,
one day he�ll learn to stand up to Presta.�
Then he IT�ed back to the chaotic scene. (Which was absolutely hilarious, if you asked him.) Goten rolled his oldest daughter up in a
ball, kicked her straight out into the middle of nowhere, then IT�ed to where
she was headed, kicked her back. Kept
this up back and forth for a few moments, and then stopped. Glared at his oldest as she uncurled and
landed on her butt in the ground.
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Family Therapy

Family Therapy

Card

Sequel to Group Therapy