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Group Therapy	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2448 -:- 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-Group Therapy
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-INTERLUDE 'THE MEMORY'
- 9-8
- 10-9
- 11-10
- 12-11
- 13-12
- 14-13
- 15-14
- 16-15
- 17-16
- 18-17
- 19-18
- 20-19
- 21-20
- 22-21
- 23-22
- 24-23
- 25-24
- 26-25
- 27-Last
- 15
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Group Therapy

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Sequel to Mental Therapy

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

WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMERS:

A.
I do not own DBZ. If I owned
it, the twins would be in the show and everyone would be running and screaming in
fear of Goten�s insatiable need for chaos and sex. (However, I do own: Vegeta�s uterus, the twins, Trunks� uterus
(when he gets one) and Gina.)

B.
If you did not read Hormone Therapy or Mental Therapy than you will be
as clueless as newborn. You should go
read Cross-eyed, but you don�t have to.

C.
There will be SEX. Between two
males and between man & woman.
There will be CRUDE LANGUAGE.
(Goten�s T-shirts will be mentioned.)

D.
And this is AU. And it�s all
about humor.

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

Vegeta
had patiently watched Goku be pat wit with the children�he was now working with
Bardock a little too. Not much, because
they both fundamentally agreed that Bardock was just a month or two over one-year-old
and deserved all the time he wanted to be a trouble maker before he got saddled
into learning the basics of fighting.
He watched that with a strange swelling of pride in his chespanspan
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> (That happened to him a lot since he became
a �mother� and it never ceased to make him wonder just what the hell had
happened to the Vegeta of the past that wanted nothing more than to defeat
Kakarot and reclaim his rightful place as the ruler of the pack.)

Yes. He watched with patience.

That
patience, however, had run out. You did
not gone for nearly twenty years of having your mate ravishing you and drooling
over your very presence to suddenly have that ripped away because your idiot
youngest twin son decided that he was going to bring home his naturally
over-powerful daughter. No. Sir.

Besides,
he had just spent the majority of the day with Gina�she was very much a Saiyan,
even before she learned to fly�teaching her the basics of being a Saiyan. Had gotten sick of telling her the same
things over and over because she wasn�t listening, because her mate was
standing around with their son. AND
DAMMIT, he had TOLD his SON to leave BE. BE.
But apparently (even if the idiot did bear his name) their oldest child
was much more like his father than his mother.

So,
naturally, Vegeta was annoyed. Rather
annoyed actually. And horny. Never the best mix in the universe, but as
he stood there and watched his mate working with the kids he got even more
annoyed and horny, and started swishing his tail back and forth. Flicking it, actually, in a brisk manner.

Goku
finally looked up at him only after he was knocked on his butt because Bardock
was weaving his way through his Father�s legs and giggling. And Goku laughed, grabbed their kid, hauled
him up and held him with one arm. Got
back to his feet and ruffled Presta�s blond hair, came straight over to him,
and smirked at him.

Bastard.

�What�s
wrong, �Geta?�

�Oh! Gross!
Put me down!� Bardock wiggled
and squirmed and tried to get away, failed, and pouted as he was held against
his father�s chest as his parents glared at one another meaningfully.

�Nothing�s
wrong, Kakarot,� he replied. Let his
tail wrap around his own thigh, watched his mate�s eyes drop straight down to
look at his tail and smiled. Knew
exactly the effect he could have on his mate and relished it.

�Please?�
Bardock asked, reached out his arms and his legs and fought against his father,
tried to get out of the grip on him, and whimpered. �How about, you let me and Presta go play?� he d. Wriggled.

Drove
him insane, and he curled his fingers tighter around Kakarot�s erection,
squeezed him and glared at him�informed him in no uncertain terms that should
he wish to keep this rather important part of his anatomy he was going to put
it to the desired use. And Goku groaned
at him, carried him the few feet to the bed and dropped him. Shimmied out of his clothes, and moved onto
the bed, right back to him, wrapped his tail around him, and used his large
hands to press his thighs open. Rubbed
the tip of his erection against Vegeta until he panted for him, and then�with a
smile that only the rest of the world thought was innocent�he pushed
into him.

Asshole. It was not fucking fair.

Kakarot
lowered himself down onto his elbows, so he could suck on the claim mark on
Vegeta�s shoulder, and bared his own shoulder�the one that bore the rr olr old
scar from Vegeta�as if to ask why it was that his mate was not biting him. His hips moved lazily, pressed in deeply,
but slowly, and with no sense of urgency.

Not
exactly what Vegeta wanted. So he dug
his teeth into the exposed shoulder, felt the shudder go straight through his
mate. Concentrated on how very much he
would like to be yowling and sweating right now�if Kakarot thought that he
could manage, that was. And was
rewarded with a quick, sharp thrust into him.

Sucked
on the hot blood as his body started to rock on the bed, heard the bed swaying,
and felt that he was being lifted up, felt his back arching, concentrated on
the feeling of the hardness invading him over and over, and the taste of blood
in his mouth. His lungs burned as he
tried to breath, and had to pull away from the bite so he could pant. Looked at Goku, looked at his bared teeth
and his eyes�how hard he was trying to keep his eyes open as they fluttered
closed. Wrapped his legs around his
mate�s hips, growled out his name: �Kakarot��

�Mine.�

Yes. Life was fucking perfect.

~~~***

They
were all sitting around, Masuyo sleeping on his Mother�s lap for once, looking
at the sky and the grass and contemplating how it was that they had all ended
up here. The twins were a
freak-accident of modern miracle-science.
Gina was a product of mystical interference and Trunks was� Well, Trunks was a product of the twin�s
interference and modern miracle-science was responsible for the fact that he
was carrying a �bun in the oven� so to speak.

So
all in all, they felt they had the right to sit back and wonder just what they
were doing. Where they had been in
their lives and where they thought they were headed. This intense reflection, however, was cut off by the youngest
twin (wearing an orange shirt that read: Why YES You can Blow Me) when he said:

�Hey,
Trunks, do you want to have sex with a woman?�

�Why
does he need a woman, he�s got you.�

�Goten
is not even vaguely feminine,� Gina said to her mate. �Besides that would make you feminine because the two of you are
exactly the same. And I, buddy, am not
a lesbian.�

�Probably
better that way,� Goten commented, ��Geta doesn�t like lesbians. I do, he doesn�t. Anyway, back to Trunks.
Do you?�

This,
apparently, perplexed Trunks because he blinked slowly and then said: �Is this
some sort of trick question?�

Vegeta
snorted. �No. But if you say yes than you�ll probably end up in a
threesome.� Then he turned to look at
Gina. �I didn�t say that he looked
feminine. I was just saying that its
not that much different fucking Goten than it would be fucking a woman. Except you don�t need lube with girls.�

�Oh,
thanks,� Gina said.

Goten
pulled his shirt up off his chest and stared down at his muscles. �Hey, �Geta. I don�t have any boobs. I
don�t see how I am anything like a girl,� then there was a wolfish grin,
�Unless you meant to say that poor Gina is flat-chested.�

�That
was not what I meant,� Vegeta said quickly�before his mate had any time to
agree with his brother and he got stuck in a corner with the two of them
ganging up on him and Trunks helpfully pointing out things that made their
points for them. �Anyway, isn�t the
demi supposed to be confessing his wet-dream fantasies to us?�

Goten
rolled over onto his stomach and looked up at his mate, let his tail wave
lazily in the warm afternoon air, and waited for the reply.

�I am
going to regret this�� Trunks said, �But, yeah, I was curious about having sex
with a girl.�

�You�re
right,� Vegeta told him�slapped him on the shoulder��You are going to regret
it.�

�Why?�
Goten asked, �Its not like I�m about to let him run off and get laid by any
females. He�s my mate and he�s
pregnant.� He crawled up next to Trunks
and put his arm around him, hugged him to his chest and tsked at his brother. �What kind of mate would I be if I subjected
my poor pregnant Trunks to that horror?
No offense Gina.�

�Oh,
none taken. First having sex with me
isn�t that different than screwing you, except I come prepared with my own
lube, and THEN, its such a horror to sleep with my gender. I�m just peachy. No offense here.� She
made a face at them�a rather scary face�and then looked down at her infant
son. �At least Masuyo loves me.�

�Well,
you do have the boobs going for you,� Trunks said, �That�s more than I�ve
got.�

�Yeah,�
she said with a grin, �But your ass is nicer than mine.�

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

*does
a little quick-math * That�s roughly�er
*strains brain * �68 words under the count.

Trunks: I�m
not going to have to sleep with some woman am I?

Gk: Kami, I
hope not. There was this one time, (at band
camp) in this other fic where I had to sleep with Chichi and I�m still paying
psychiatrist bills! *waves bills around
wildly*

Goten: Now who
was this psychiatrist for you or her?

Lil�Geta:
Hey, isn�t Chichi that one lady that we� *notices everyone is now looking at him * *shuts his mouth *

Vegeta: What
did you do?

Gk: Yeah,
what did you do to her?

Goten:
Nothing. *angel halo appears,
propped up by devil horns and the sky goes red and fire and brimstone appear *

Gina: Oh,
yeah, that�s believable.

Lenora:

Ah! I have my own folder on your laptop? I feel so special *gets twinkly eyed * and�yeah,
I understand not wanting to read the straight stuff. I don�t like to read it at all.
But�er�well, I�m not entirely sure why I wrote it. Other than the idea was there, and I was
like �myeh, why not?� But it is over
now. And I am back to all slash all the
time.

Jaygoose:

You
are a weird, weird person, dear. (I
want more babies too. No like �Frosting
Chronicle�s definition of �more� but one more would be okay.) Yeah, the point of the story is the
humor.

Talon:

*looking
at Talon oddly * Uh�looking at you like
what? ;)

Anyway,
THANK YOU, nobody said anything about Trunks� hair before. I think I ask how the heck he got that hair
color in just about every single fic I�ve written. So thank you.

Mechanical Butterfly:

*hands
towel * wipe up that drool, missy.

Ah;
that�s what I thought it was (about the Super Saiyans) but I�d figure I�d take
the term �born super saiyan� to heart.
Makes more sense to me that way.
*shrugs * Oh well. Glad you like it.

I�m
glad you liked the twin�s little scene (hentai!) And no I wasn�t trying to kill
you, silly! Goodness.
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Sequel to Mental Therapy