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Sequel
to Hormone Therapypan>
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.
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Trunks
opened his eyes, blinked and looked at the side of the (really freaking small)
bed that Goten was usually on. Found
that it was empty and cold, and rolled onto his back, rested his hand on his
bare stomach, knitted his eyebrows together and wondered why it felt like
someone was tapping on his back endlessly.
Tried to imagine just where the hell his mate was if he wasn’t trying to
molest him for his morning sex. This
was the very first morning since he got here that he wasn’t being woke up by a
hand or a mouth.
Looked
across the room at where Vegeta was sitting on his bed, watching Gina
sleep. They always slept completely
dressed unlike Goten who thought it was almost sacrilegious to go to sleep
unless they were at least half naked.
The older, ruder, darker twin gave him a glare. “Go find him already Demi. I can feel him getting wimpier.”
That
must be the annoying tapping sensation on his back. Sat up, was thankful he was still wearing pants at least—a shirt
was too much to ask for and after the four consecutive day he decided it wasn’t
worth it to blush at the hickies on his chest.
“Where is he?”
“Probably
in his lab.”
Trunks
pulled on his shoes, left his chest naked because he was probably going to end
up naked anyway, left the room, found that the parents were already awake,
paused for just a moment to watch the man that looked like his father holding
his infant son and slightly swaying from side to side. Tip-toed away before anyone could catch him,
and ran into Goku as he was climbing the stairs with a bottle. He
mumbled something, did not have the energy this early in the morning to be
cheery, and left the house. Walked
across the open yard between their house and the Capsule building, found the
door that led straight to the labs, and lo and behold, there was his mate,
setting up what looked to be some sort of twisted chemistry experience.
“What
are you doing?”
“Fixing
something,” Goten said.
Trunks
yawned. Sat at the table, looked at a
portfolio and upon flipping open the lavender cover found that he was looking
at a typed journal of something called ‘hormone therapy.’ After reading a few paragraphs, he dropped
his mouth open and looked back at Goten:
“Just who are you trying to get pregnant here?”
Goten
turned and looked at him. “I don’t
know. Just wanted to see if I could do
it. Why? Don’t want to carry my babies?”
Way. To. Early.
He blinked. “But… Why?
And I didn’t say that. But why
do you want kids?”
Goten
shrugged. “Always figured that ‘Geta
would have the kids. But that was
before I found out about how Mom got pregnant.” He picked up a needle off the table and took Trunks’ arm. Drew blood and winked at him. “I don’t plan on drugging your or
anything. It’s your decision. If I ever get this to work.”
That
was too much to think about, so he did the next best thing and resolutely did
not think about it. Yawned again and
leaned the chair back.
“Oh,”
Goten said, “Do you want your tail back?”
He pulled yet another capsule system out of his pocket.
“Are
you ever going to take anything out of your pockets?”
“I’d
lose it if I did. Anyway, don’t tell
Mom and Dad, but ‘Geta and I went back to the Saiyan planet and snooped around
for a while. Found out how to trigger
tail regeneration.” He flipped open the
capsule and there was a stack of papers.yes"> Grabbed himself a bowl that was roughly five times the size of
hers and made a real bowl of cereal.
“An
hour or so,” she said. Sat on the
COUNTER. “You pervert,” she said to
him.
“It
was not my dirty mind that came up with the dare.”
“You’re
still a pervert for doing it.”
“Doing
what?” Goku asked. He too ran into
Vegeta and went passed him in search of food.
“Making
out with ‘Geta,” Gina said, “When they were like twelve.” That
stopped Goku dead in his tracks, and Vegeta had to press a hand to his mouth to
keep from bursting out in laughter at the way his mate when completely still,
gathered up a great deal of anger up and just before he managed to get the
scream out, Goten had disappeared (bowl of cereal and all.)
“WHAT
THE HELL ARE YOU… GET BACK HERE!” And
his mate blinked out of existence as well.
“Ew,”
Trunks said, “They kissed each other?”
“Yep.”
“That’s
gross.”
“I
would be interested in seeing it.”
“Perv.”
Oh,
Vegeta thought with a shake of his head, he had the most brilliant children ever. Genius.
All of them. And their mates
too.
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Goten:
Uh-oh.
Trunks:
Uh-oh what?
Lil’Geta: I
see a dead end in the near future.
Gina: Say it
isn’t so, Joe!
Joe: it
isn’t so.
Gina: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Where the hell did he come from?
Goku: I
don’t know. But he’s interrupting any
discussion of sex we could be having.
Vegeta:
Actually, we’re supposed to be informing the audience that sadly, this
ficcie has run its course and the next chappie or so should be the last one.
Goten: AND,
since the author tossed in that nice twist (me and the hormone therapy thing)
to ask the audience if they were interested in a sequel or if we should just
shut our stupid mouths and go away.
Goku: Think
of the sex, folks!
Vegeta:
Please let us know what you think.
Jaygoose:
There
were three or so alternate versions of Goten’s story but that was the one I
liked the best. And it doesn’t matter
if you came up with the saying or not, it was how you put the shirt to use that
made you creative.
Getarian:
No,
I don’t think the twins actually told their parents they didn’t clean them up
by hand. Remember Lil’Geta said: “its
years of yard work we didn’t do”? But they
had to gripe to keep up appearances.
Yeah,
I thought Goku & Geta were getting all misty-eyed. But it’s a natural reaction, even for them,
because no parent wants to see their children grown up.
Mechanical Butterfly:
Yep. Goten seems to have sex on the brain and
loves to cause Chaos.
Yeah,
I don’t really care if Kane falls off the side of a building to his untimely
demise, but I can’t just keep being mean to the feller because he fell victim
to Goten’s charms and got obsessive….
You know I think I can keep being mean to him.
I
remember when I had AOL and I couldn’t do anything on the internet because it
kept kicking me off. (and it was
slow.) but, happily, now I have
high-speed.
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