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Group Therapy	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2448 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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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
- 23
- 24
- 25
Group Therapy

Card

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 yoneyone 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.

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His
dear mate told him to keep the childret oft of the house. Which is why he was holding both Presta and
Bardock by the tail while they tried their damdest to get away from him. (That was funny looking, because they were
pumping their legs trying to get somewhere and thus far they had no luck.)

Gohan
was holding Pan by the hand while she desperately tried to yank away from him,
and kept shouting �Ow! Daddy! Ow!� as she jerked on the hand around her
wrist. (One would have thought after
the first ow she would stop trying to disjoint her shoulder but thus far this
wisdom had not set in.)

Presta,
however, stopped flailing and turned to glare at him. �It�s my sister, you know.
I should be able to see her.�

�Well,
until she comes out there�s really nothing to see,� Pan said from where she was
digging her heels into the ground and pulling steadily against the hand that
held her. (Gohan was getting more and
more amused by his child�s attempts, and Goku knew from experience that if the
child�s mother was here, Gohan would not be amused he would be cringing while
he got yelled at. Which is probably why
Gohan and the twins turned out so different.
If Vegeta was the one holding Pan, she would have figured out that her
mission was futile a lot time ago.) Gohan
let her go, she landed on her head and he grabbed her foot, hoisted her into
the air and she screamed out in annoyance.

That
was when his second oldest son showed up.
�I�m here for that one,� he said and pointed at Presta, �And Mom says
you guys can come back, bou hou have to wait your turn to see the baby.� He held out his arm, Presta grabbed his hand
and the two of them disappeared.

�No
faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiirrrrr!� Bardock howled, curled himself up
and sank his teeth into Goku�s arm.
Ah. The biting stage. He remembered the twins when they went
through that stage. Of course they
chewed on each other�s arms and not their parents. Because� Goku flared his
power level up and knocked Bardock back, let go of his tail and the kid landed
on his butt on the ground. Sniffled
like it was the end of the world and then started to sob.

�That
was mean!� Pan said�still dangling upside down.

�No
its not,� Goku said, moved over and picked his son up, held him so he could
sniffle and sob into his chest. �Goten
bites back. That�s mean.�

~~~***

Wow. Exciting.
It was a little pink thing wrapped up in a light blue blanket. This was what she was waiting to see? Wow.
Spectacular.

Not.

�What�s
its name?� she asked. Looked at Trunks
who was sitting on a chair (that she could not remember having been there
before) in the corner of his room while her father methodically stripped the
bed of sheets and pillows and other things, stuffed them into bags.

�Her,�
Trunks corrected, �Name is Aya.�

�Oh. That�s a nice name.� It was still a boring baby. "> But she guess it was only a few minutes old
so it wasn�t exactly going to be interesting.
�When are you going to wash it off?�

Trunks
gave her a glare.

�Okay,�
she snapped, �When are you going to wash her off?� Put her hands on her hips and frowned about
it. Masuyo was fine. He was small, he was cute (his mother was
rainbow bright) and he was not trying to take her rightful place as her
father�s daughter. Because she had only
known about her Dad for five months and here this little thing was, all pink
and stupid and not doing anything, and she would always know their Dad. Brat.

�Soon,�
that was her father. He finished the bed-stripping
and was rolling the mattress up, tied it with a long cord and then turned and
looked at her. �Just do me one thing,�
he said, �Don�t kick her through any walls until she�s at least seven months
old, okay?�

�Why
would I do��

But
he was giving her that look that meant the stupid freaking bond thing that she
had apparently opened up between the two of them was allowing him to sense her
jealousy. So she didn�t finish the
question. Sighed. �Fine,� she said, then cracked a grin, �How
about tossing her through doors?�

�Or
punting her through trees?� Trunks suggested.

�Only
Saiyans,� was the comment from behind them, and that was Gina, holding
Masuyo�who didn�t look too pleased to be around his multi-colored Mommy, but at
very least he had stopped sobbing uncontrollably every time he came within
eyesight of her. �Watch
what you say about us, you�re a Saiyan now too,� her Dad said.

�Well,
if anyone attempts to kick, toss or punt my child I think I�d have a few things
to say about it. She stood next to
Presta and looked at the newborn.
�She�s adorable. I wonder if
she�s going to keep her blue eyes.�

�Hey,�
that was her Dad again�damn he talked a lot��I�m going to take this stuff to
the trash. Keep people from pestering
Trunks for me, alright?�

~~~***

It
took the better part of two hours, but eventually, everyone saw the new
baby. (Everyone that made it past
Presta who seemed to have decided that she was now the child�s sole protector
and that meant YOU buddy weren�t supposed to be bugging anyone.) But, eventually, everyone saw her, and Goten
finished putting the room back together.
New mattress, new sheets, blankets, pillows and a crib.

As
soon as that had finally been finished, they decided (all three of the new
family) that they should shower and promptly confiscated the bathroom. Although nobody could figure out why, Presta
declined to join in the family grooming.
(One could only wonder why she wouldn�t want to.)

So,
the rest of them (mere mortals who had not had children this day) sat in the
kitchen.
Burning up with annoyance and rage and for that matter, so was Vegeta
bro brother.)

�How
annoyed are you?� he asked his brother, caught him while they were standing in
the �kitchen� part of the kitchen, where only Gohan and Masuyo could overhear
them.

�Enough. Why?�

�Want
to fight Presta? Dad will probably go
with you if you think you�ll�over do it or something.� Yes, he was not afraid of dying. He didn�t really dislike dying at all, but
his daughter didn�t come equipped with a �revive me with a thought� scar. And his brother had been known to go all out
against everything if given the chance.

�Sure.� He handed over his son to Goten, and went
back to the �dining� part of the room.
Knocked Presta on the head before she could say anything else mean to
Pan. �Come on shorty. We�re going to go spar.�

And
Mom glared at Dad until he got up�whined very loudly about dinner and it almost
being ready and how it was fair�to follow them. And he just now noticed that everyone was staring to turn back to
their normal colors, which meant Vegeta had given them the antidote to the dye.

Asshole.

Still,
he figured they had suffered enough with it.
(Alright, he would have left them like that for a couple of months, but
poor Masuyo would have been permanently scarred.)

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Gah! For hark, I see an ending. *looks out over the story *

Goten: but I get
laid before that ending. There is ALWAYS the sex after birth chapter.

GK: And I get laid
because that�s what this story is about!

Gina: Me too!

Vegeta: *blink
*

Gk: *blink blink*

Lil�Geta: What a
great plan! Lets go!

Gk: Hm. *wink, blink blink *

Vegeta: *blink,
blink wink *

Gk: *Blink, wink
blink * an>

Goten: Ah, the
long lost art of �blink� seduction.

Ginia:

I
still sort of giggle every time I think of what havoc Goten would cause
pregnant. *drifts off into this
alternate world * And I don�t think he would
be my first choice in a psychologist either.
I would be like �And this one time, in my childhood� and he would be
like *snoooooooooore. * Or else he
would just IT away from me in mid-sentence and return stinking of sex.

Webtester 01:

True. Very true.

Angry Monkey:

Ah! Good points. He hasn�t done most of that stuff. Some of it he could do, but won�t. Lol.
Thanks.

Jaygoose:

YEAH! You�re the only one to say anything about
baby! (Thus far, so I should say
�first�) Social worker? Egads, that would be a disaster.

Lenora:

AHHH! There was a question I was supposed to
answer. Just a second, I�ll find
it. Oh, found it. No Much Like Suffocating isn�t a sequel to
anything. But it�s a near polar
opposite to this story. (Except that
its also an AU.)

As
for the �sandwich� I think the twin�s mates have something to say about
that. *points at fuming mates *

Macha:

Ah,
thanks. *pets little Aya * *has flash back of redheaded assassin * I love that name. Anyway, cook. That�s a
good one. He hasn�t cooked anything
thus far.

Getarian:

I
thought it was pretty calm too. Of
course, when faced with disasters and emergencies I get very calm. Weird.

Eeee,
about that �real� thing. I love
that! Thank you so much for saying
that. *falls over and dies * I don�t know what it is specifically but
when I encounter something in writing that is �real� I just�squeal I guess.
Fall in love with that part of the story.
Because for some reason, there are things that are �real� in writing and
sometimes they don�t even make sense, why it is that something strikes you the
way it does, but it connects and you�re like �That�s good writing.� So�*sigh *
Yeah. Thanks for that
compliment!

Yes
he is a genius.

Yeah
she�s born.

I
really liked the abbreviated comments here.

J

Oh,
and I was talking about how I didn�t mention Gina, not you. Its okay that you didn�t mention her. Hm�Goten as a diplomat� Hm.
That would be a screwed up world, certainly.

Mechanical Butterfly:

You
know it�s not the delivering the children that scares me about Goten having
kids, it�s the �Goten gets pregnant� part.
*shudders horribly at this thought *
�chaos. That�s what it would be.

He. Loved Trunks being snotty and mean. He is so rarely snotty. (Seems to happen mostly when he�s having
sex, have you noticed that)

I
wish I had the twins in my life too�to�er��fix stuff.� ;)
And Goten really cannot sit still, can he? Unless he�s trying to get his brother to show up like in the beginning
of Mental Therapy. Oh well, a world
where Goten sits still is a world gone mad!
Mad I tell ya!

POLL: (This was
my signature at FF.net, so forgive me.)

We need a poll about someone besides Goten, don�t you
think? (No, that is not the poll.)

OH! I got it! (sort of cheesy, but it�s not about Goten.)

Whs ths the �best� sex?
(Not the most, but the best.)
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Sequel to Mental Therapy