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Family Therapy	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3495 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Family Therapy
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- 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
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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.)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~****

It
was tradition, and above most things in their lives, the Twins always followed
tradition. So they carried their happy
asses to the place they chose to fight and Goten pulled his closet capsule out
of his pocket, flipped a few numbers and produced three shirts, one for each of
them�despite the fact that his and Vegeta�s shirts were probably just going to
get torn off�and handed them out.

Trunks
slid the sword off his back long enough to pull the shirt (Kiss My Monkey Ass)
on. Vegeta�s said: (One Day You�ll
Be as Good as I am.) And Goten�s
was a rather simple: (Fuck You.)
Then Trunks put the sword back in its place and looked at his
watch. �Two minutes.�

Goten
pulled the ring off his finger, and Vegeta did the same. The two of them lit up like lanterns in the
simpering light of the morning. Stood
next to one another like they had just one mind between the two of them, and
Trunks sighed. Dropped his hand down to
his side. Waited. Understood everything that he had been told
but wasn�t happy about this plan to keep the parents locked up so nothing would
happen to them. Didn�t want to dispute
it, but from what Goten told him, his mother would never have stayed out of a
fight just because he was fucking pregnant.
Losing a sibling because your mother wouldn�t think wasn�t something
Goten was ever willing to do.

Trunks
understood that.

But
it would have been nice if Goku could have been out here with them. Uber-powerful or not, the Twins were not
their parents and they hadn�t fought nearly as many battles.

�One
minute.�

�Got
it, Demi,� Vegeta said, �Remember to take out King Cold as soon as his ugly ass
shows up.�

�Forty-five
seconds.� Trunks turned his back to
them, reached his hand up to hold his sword and looked at the watch as the last
seconds drained away, heard the beep that signaled the hour, and then felt the
sweep of wind that blew sand into his face and made him curse, felt the
appearance of a source of energy so vast he wasn�t so sure the Twins were going
to be able to kill as easily as they thought, and then there was another
signature of ki very close to him. He
opened his eyes, and there stood King Cold in all his disgusting glory,
smirking and radiating a pitifully low amount of energy.

�Hello,�
it drawled.

�Look
Father,� Freiza said from somewhere behind him, �Its twins.�

Trunks
pulled the sword faster than King Cold could respond to his little he/she of a
son and sliced it straight down and through the bastard, felt energy explode
through him when he hit flesh too hard to pierce without the boost and then he
smiled at King Cold, pressed the tip of the blade against his left side and
watched the bastard slide apart. �Good-bye.�

~~~***

�This
is boring,� Amaya said for the fifth time in the past ten minutes alone. �Booooorrrrrrrrriiiiinnnnnnng.�

Presta
twitched with every drawn out syllable of the word, and Vegeta completely
agreed with her aggravation. Paced the length
of the cage and waited for one of his sons to show back up so he could kill it
for the stupidity of locking their family up just because they had to defeat
something. How idiotic did you have to
be to lock up your parents when you should realize that as soon as they got
free they were going to KICK YOUR STUPID ASS.
It had to be Goten that came up with this plan, because he knew that the
son that had his name would not be so devastatingly idiotic.

�What
is that thing, anyway?� Presta demanded, looked down at her litsistsister who
was fiddling with a metal box.

�Dad
gave it to me,� Aya answered, �Told me that if I opened it he would teach me
stuff.�

�Why
haven�t you opened it yet, then?�

�Its
not that simple,� Aya returned. Glared
up at her big sister and then scooted away from her, over to the corner where
Bardock and Masuyo were, and sat near them, fiddled with the box more.

�Do
you feel that?� Kakarot asked him when he got to the end of the cage
again. He was looking out over the open
nothingness, steadfastly monitoring the rise and fall of the ki signatures as
if this was going to somehow allow him to figure out just what it was their
idiot children had gotten themselves into.

Vegeta
nodded. �Yeah.� But didn�t point out that Kakarot himself
was more powerful that power, didn�t want to alarm the children, because
Kakarot wasn�t that much more powerful than it. Just enough that it wouldn�t have taken longer than an hour or so
to defeat it.

~~~***

Vegeta
was not the biggest fan his brother had right now. In fact, had they not been embroiled in a battle to defeat Freiza
at this very moment he would have taken his brother out into the middle of the
desert somewhere and mummified his ass alive.
In a few weeks he would ressurect him, sure, but this stupid ass shit
that he was pulling with putting their entire family in a cage. Not that happy. Then theas tas the fact that he somehow knew that there was a hole
in the temporal fold of time that they had caused with their dimension hopping. And he could blame at least three-quarters
of that on his brother who had decided since they were stuck out in the middle
of a world that wasn�t theirs they should just go about and see what there was
to see.

Whatever.

Now
he was kicking Freiza in the head while his brother kicked him in the back, and
they were both burning away their low energy trying to kill this thing that
thought it was twice as powerful as them.
Because Goten figured it was best not to show off the higher power
levels they attained until later, when they fought something that really needed
it.

Whatever.

They
could just power up, raise their hands and blast the ass to little white
pieces. Or borrow that sword from
Trunks and hack him into little pieces.
It was not necessary to stand here and beat him up trying to kill him
that way because it took too damn long.
And Freiza talked too much.

Not
only did he talk too much, but he said stupid things too. Like �I thought Saiyans were stronger� and
�You can�t expect to defeat me.� And once in while something truly disturbingly
idiotic like �Mwha, Mwha. I am a
tyrant. Mwha.�

So,
this time, when he opened his mouth, Vegeta kicked him in it, yelled in disgust
when his foot actually ended up partially inside it�s mouth and yanked back,
tore through its cheek and stopped fighting to look down at his ruined shoe and
pants. �Man!� he yelled, �I really,
really liked these shoes.� Felt power
collecting and heaved a great sigh as Goten just smirked at him and raised his
two hands, the heals of his palms pressed together and pulled them back,
collected his energy. Vegeta huffed,
raised his hand and when he felt the thingide ide his head click he let it
lose.

Shouted:
GALLICK GUN at the same time Goten did KAME-HAME-HA! And Freiza was stuck between the two blasts, screaming his ugly
white head off until his body crushed in under him and he was left gasping for
breath. Well, not breath because it
didn�t have to breath, but Freiza eventually looked downward and realized that
its lower body was no gone.

�I
always wondered if he could survive without the rest of his ugly body,� Goten
said.

�Twenty
minutes,� Trunks said. Appeared next to
his mate and looked intolerably bored.
�And I think our daughter has figured out the puzzle, at long last.�

�I
knew if we gave her the right incentive she would get it worked out,� Goten
said happily, like they weren�t twenty minutes away from another rip in the
very fabric that composed reality and from that rip there would emerge
something evil that they would have to defeat.

And
for that matter, Freiza was still there, most of him missing, of course, but he
had both his arms and his ugly floating hand.
�Trunks,� Vegeta said, motioned to the head in the middle of the air.

�Right.� There was a click, the sound of a blade
being pulled from the sheath and then a bright flash as the light refracted off
the blade, and Freiza yelled out in defiance one last time before he fell to
pieces. Literally. Three pieces. Ugly pieces, fell to the ground and Trunks set a volley of ki
blasts at those pieces just to be sure that Freiza was powder. Because they all knew the ugly ass came back
if you didn�t get him dead all the way the first time.

�Ew,�
Goten said, �Not good.�

�What�s
not good?� Trunks asked.

�Oh,
Dad�s going to find us,� he answered.

Vegeta
ran his hand through his hair and turned to face the approaching ki. It was powerful enough to be their father,
that was sure, but they couldn�t be certain until they saw it. Because Goten only thought he knew
everything in the world, that didn�t mean more things couldn�t have snuck
through the rips in time.

�Hey,
�Geta,� Goten said from next to his mate, �Which one of us gets a crack at Cell
first?�

�Both
of us,� he replied, �He nearly killed us last time we fought him, remember?�

�Well,
yeah, but Gohan defeated him by himself.
Its not fair that we can�t.�

And
then there was their father, glaring at them with all the anger of their mother
and he looked like he was going to roar for quite a while. Trunks looked at his watch and held up three
fingers�fifteen minutes�just before their father started with: �That�s because
Gohan isn�t nearly AS STUPID AS THE TWO OF YOU!�

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~****

Goku: I am afraid
that this chapter just doesn�t cut it.

Vegeta: *sigh
* Here it comes.

Lil�Geta: Let me
guess: It doesn�t have any sex?

Goku: *points at
the warnings * SEX in EVERY chapter.

Goten: He�s got a
point. Come here *grabs Trunks * We�ve got to make lemons now.

Trunks: This
doesn�t count.

Vegeta: Bad
author. *Glare *

Alright, Jaygoose (well, her especially) I have never
seen the Cell Saga except the Budokai game.
So I�ll try and play that this weekend and get a feel for Cell. If I mess him up horribly you cannot dislike
me. Okay?

EleneK:

*steps
out of way of tongue * Lol. Okay.

Macha:

*sigh
* No, we�ll never know what the
Trunks/Goten lemon might have been.
O.o. Not the kids! Gohan, Presta, don�t scar the children!

Jaygoose:

*ignore
*

Alright,
it is difficult to ignore you. But
really�I have no idea what you�re talking about� � � Really.

Mechanical Butterfly:

*Gohan
takes a lap to show off that he is very talented *

Oi. But yeah!
Glad you liked the chapter. Glad
you�re worried about Presta and the cage.
Mwhahaha!
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Family Therapy

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Sequel to Group Therapy