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Chapter List
- 1-Mental Therapy
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-Lemony Interlude
- 7-6
- 8-7
- 9-8
- 10-9
- 11-10
- 12-11
- 13-12
- 14-Funny Interlude
- 15-13
- 16-14
- 17-15
- 18-16
- 19-17
- 20-18
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Mental Therapy

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Sequel to Hormone Therapy

First: A) As this is a sequel it is entirely
necessary for you to read the story before it: Hormone Therapy. It is not
necessary to read Cross-eyed, but it would be nice if you did.

B) (Just in case I don�t make it obvious) Takes place 16 years
post Hormone Therapy & 1 year (probably about nine months) prior to the
Twin�s filching the Time Machine.

Second: I don�t
own DBZ. I own Vegeta�s uterus, his twin sons: Lil�Geta &
Goten.

Third:
Smut. Humor. Slash. Crude language.

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

Goten had been happily
dreaming of a nice ass when he was kicked in the side by his asshole older
twin, and knocked out of his bed, onto the floor and then kicked again so he
would roll onto his back.

�Bastard,�
Vegeta snarled at him. Looked at him as
Goten blinked sleepily and tried to be awake enough to care about whatever
Vegeta was pissed about this time. �You
fixed the Time Machine, didn�t you?�

Oh. Look at that. He was awake. �Yeah. What do you care?�

�Didn�t
I tell you not to do that? Why don�t
you listen to me?�

�I�m
not the one that wanted to know what would happen if Mom never drank that
potion. You did. I just made your curiosity possible.� Crawled back into his bed, wanted to sleep
more and keep on with the dream because it looked promising. (Sadly, another month had passed with no
shagging. He was starting to think he
was cursed.)

This
shut Vegeta up. He sat on his own
bed. Sighed. �Well, if you got it working we should probably go and find
out. Since you went through all that
work.�

Riiight. Vegeta just wanted to know, but he was going
to set it up like it wasn�t his whole fault.
Whichexacexactly what Goten would have done, so he didn�t say anything
mean about it. But sheesh, you�d think
that the Almighty Vegeta, son of the Great Vegeta, would just say he wanted to
go instead of this mumbling shit.
�Sure,� hed. �Lazy
ass,� Vegeta said. Flicked him in the
back of the head as he left.

~~~***

Pleasantly
rounded, Goku thought as he pressed his hand over his mate�s tummy. Nicely rotund. Perfectly shaped. And his
little son (he was convinced he would not have a daughter, because look at his
track record of kids thus far) was nestled inside his Mother�s warm body. (Which, sadly, Goku was not.) Vegeta was sleeping, and Goku was waiting
for him to wake up as he inspected the tummy that held his child. Wanted to kiss it, wake Vegeta up, have
sex. But (while Vegeta wasn�t nearly as
impossibly hormonal as he was with the twins) he had the sneaking feeling that
if he woke up his mate before his mate was good and ready to be awake he was
going to end up with a face full of �fuck you� and a knee to the
unmentionables.

So
he just waited. Rubbed his mate�s tummy. Thought fondly of the past five months. Was happy that this baby decided it would
wait the full (Goten said it should be about 8 months) term before being born. Goku wanted more kids. But he needed the time to prepare himself
the hell-like nightmare that would soon be upon them. The twins were good babies, silent and cute and nice as long as
they were in each other�s presence. But
this onlyonly one baby. He remembered
what Gohan had been like when he was an infant.

Remembered
that kid, the way he had looked in the ice cave years ago. Beaten up.
Dusty and dirty and yet, it didn�t take a genius to realize that Trunks
was definitely Vegeta�s son. (Granted,
he was a different Vegeta�s child from a different universe, but he was a son
of the Prince nonetheless.) And mated
to his son. (Thank Kami. Vegeta (his mate) was the one that had
outlawed mating at a young age, because Goku had no issues with it. Would have let the twins mate when they were
babies if that was what they wanted, but Vegeta said that their children, while
he loved them, were idiots and could not possibly understand what they were
doing.) But Goten was depressingly
annoying as of late. Spastic. A whole lot of energy that wasn�t getting a
focus and Goku loved his son, but if this went on for very much longer he was
going to toss Goten through a mountain and leave him there.

�I�m
hungry,� Vegeta said, sounding perfectly awake�which he was, as Goku looked up
at his face to see him looking back.

Considered
what would happen if he didn�t bring breakfast. Decided he didn�t really care to find out, and got out of bed,
pulled on a pair of pants�swore that they were completely temporary, and went
downstairs to the kitchen. (Loved that
it was spotlessly clean.)

~~~~***

�So,�
she said as she dropped a donut into a bag and folded the bag over, smiled at
the customer and handed it to him without even really seeing him, �Your brother
has made a time machine, and for whatever psychotic reason, the two of you are
going to use it to go back in time and stop your mother from drinking the
hormone therapy that allowed you to be born in the first place?�

Vegeta
stood on the opposite side of the counter and nodded. Saw the bottom of the T-shirt he had stolen from Goten for her
under her work shirt.

�You�re
going to do that and risk dying and you won�t even tell your parents about
me?� She put her hands on her hips,
ignored the poor older lady that kept trying to open her mouth and say
something.

�Telling
my mom about you would guarentee death, Gina,� Vegeta replied.

�Well,
I see you�re willing to throw your life away on idiot things but not on
me. Do you realize how difficult it is
to find reasons why I have to wash my sheets all the time? Or explain ripped up clothing?! My parents think I�m turning into a fashion
designer because I�ve had to sew together so many different things.�

He
would have sighed, but he had done that in the middle of an argument before and
the results were not the happiest moments in his life. In the end, he mostly prevailed, but she
loved to make him suffer while she worked out her frustrations on him. Which was fine because she was his,
absolutely, and still, she was stuck in this limbo of living with her parents
while he tried to think of a way to tell his own.

�Here,�
she said to the old lady, thrusting a blueberry muffin at her. The lady looked abashed, and moved on to tell
the manager about it. Gina looked at
Vegeta. �Look. I realize you don�t want to tell them about
us. But can we PLEASE just tell my
parents? That we�re dating? We want to get married?�

The
manager came over. Gina turned to look
at him, gave him a deep sigh and then said:
�Right. You�re right. I should have been more attentive to the
customer and I wasn�t. I failed to
uphold the level of conduct and all that bullshit. And I quit.� Then she
pulled the work shirt off, dropped it on the floor and turned, flipped her
braid of hair over her shoulder and stepped out from behind the counter. �Come on, Vegeta,� she said.

He
gave the manager a grin and followed her out.
Found that some pimply pubescent jerk was staring at his mate�s breasts,
and that was unacceptable because the only person that should be staring at
those was him. Didn�t punch the jerk
(because he all too clearly remembered that humans were breakable) but growled
at him, wrapped his arm around Gina and she smiled up at him, stood on her toes
and kissed him. Murmured things and
pressed against him, made quite an indecent display and then moved away again,
licked her lips and put her arm around him as well.

�So
when are you going to leave?� she asked.

�After
the baby�s born.�

~~~***

If
there was a luckier man in the world, Goku had not yet met him. Because he was the luckiest one he knew
of. Who else got to kiss Vegeta? Who else got to feel every single centimeter
of the nice, warm skin slicked with sweat and shiny? And the little mewing noises that he made in his throat, and the
way his chest flushed and heaved and he pushed his hips back and tightened his
thighs against Goku�s side.

Nobody.

Nobody
else knew what it felt like to sink into this glorious body. Nobody else knew the taste of his mouth and
his skin. Or the way he arched his back
and shook his head side to side as he tightened and loosened and exploded
everywhere. Nobody else would ever
know.

Because
Goku would kill them if they even so much as thought about trying to find out.

Vegeta
kissed him again. Licked his lips
again. Whimpered, panted. Pressed hands to his ass and raised his hips
as best he could.

His. His.
His.

Goku
pushed into the warmth again, kissed everywhere he could reach, let his hand
wander endlessly, pressed against the hard chest and the rounded waist, against
the hipbones and the outsides of his legs. spanspan>Thrust and kissed and felt all this skin. Listened and smelled and felt it.

Thought
that he must have been a damn good cook, because no sooner had Vegeta devoured
the last of the breakfast he made than Goku found himself pushed onto his back
and felt the hot hand working him to full arousal, felt the wetness and
softness as he was guided into his mate.
Let Vegeta move on him, and watched, thought of how deliriously blessed
he was. Rolled Vegeta under him, kissed
him and touched him and pushed into him.

Waited
for the shuddering, and the moan, waited for the eyes to close and the teeth
bared. Smiled when he felt Vegeta still
and shake. Pushed in a last time and
joined his mate.

�I
want Ice cream,� is what Vegeta said. �Strawberry
ice cream.�

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

Maybe
one or two more chapters. (prolly one)
until the twins kidnap the time machine.
So expect a birth.

Goten:
YEAH! TRUNKS! Yeah!
I get to have all the nookie I could ever want! I could just have sex until I die.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Jaygoose:

Goo. Glad you don�t mind the skipping plot. I can�t continue to abuse poor Goten like
this. He really needs to get laid
properly. And Vegeta needs to have the
baby.

Mechanical Butterfly:

Yep. Got some sleep. About six hours. How �bout
you? (I love Trunks.)

Getarian:

Wow. Alright first: Hmm. Gina finding out
about the Saiyans� I bet that�ll come out
when Lil�Geta finally tells his parents.
So will how they met too.

Poor
Vegeta�s head. I was writing the lemon
and I realized that I had him up against a mountain, so I had to have him knock
his head against it. Just because it�s
not something I have seen in a fanfic before.
And meanie Goku chuckling at him; but I think he made up for it.

Lastly:
No, Goten didn�t think it would kill him.
But he doesn�t seem to really care that he got killed.
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Sequel to Hormone Therapy