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Family Therapy	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3495 -:- 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.

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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.)

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�Okay,�
Trunks said, pressed his slick palms against the table and yanking himself
(painfully) back to his feet. �This,�
he huffed, �Is obviously not working.�

Goten
was lying on his back on the lab floor, one hand on his chest lazily and the
other just flung out where it would be.
Heaving for breath and he nodded in agreement. �Right.� Didn�t look like
this acknowledgement of Trunks� words had made it past his ears because he
looked at his mate and gave him a grin.

Damn
fucking smell.

Trunks
edged his way around the table and collapsed into the office chair that had
probably been here since Goten�s puberty and thus should probably not be sat on
by naked people. But then, Goten often
proved to be fastidious with his cleaniness.
Rather surprising really, considering just what his mate�s pastimes
were.

�So��
Trunks said, �Just what the hell is wrong?�

Goten
made a groaning, whimpery noise and sat up.
Crossed his bare legs and turned to look at Trunks. �Don�t know.
It�s not me though.� Like it
offended his manly twin pride for someone to insinuate that he could be to
blame for this not-getting-pregnant thing.

�Huh. Didn�t even notice. Guess I�ll have to lick it off.� Then he proceeded to do something to that
effect, running his hands through the mess and licking it (noisily) off his
fingers until Bardock was blushio bao badly the back of his neck was the color
of a cherry.

�Did
you need something?� Trunks asked. Sat
down in the chair with his tail wrapped around his waist so the shirt stayed
down and covered all the important bits.
(Pants were just pointless at this juncture.)

�Uh�I
can�t remember.�

Goten
stopped making an nuisance of himself as he tapped his hand over the scar on
his arm, repeatedly. Quickly. Thusly, he was paged, stood up, grabbed his
pants and pulled them on with a truly amazing show of skill (He had but one
hand to do this feat) and then he disappeared.

~~~***

�Yes!� is what his dad said, �FINALLY!� Danced around as his mother glowered. �Yay!
Now I can have sex again!� Like
this was the important part of the birth of his newest siblings. Sometimes he had to wonder if all that sex
was bad for his father�s mind. Perhaps
the problem isn�t that he wasn�t getting enough, but too much. (Suggesting this to his father, however,
would end with him getting beaten so he figured that he�d just stand there, tap
his hand and wait for Goten.)

�We
got babies?� Goten said as he appeared.
Questionably attired in pants that were not closed and stuff on his
stomach and his chest that didn�t exactly take a genius to figure out. Plus, there was that smell all around him
that gave Vegeta a migraine. (It could
be the male sex smell of the fact that he could actually smell, in detail, the
actual labor process occurring in his mother�s body.)

�None
yet,� he said. Sniffed again, looked at
his brother and then at his mother who was looking at their father like he was
planning how best to decapitate him without having to move. �Hey�Goten,� he said, grabbed his brother�s
arm and shared (that was a new skill of theirs) the extra sensitive sense of
smell. In turn got Goten�s extraordinary
sense of hearing. (That was no
fun.) �Is that a normal smell?�

Goten
however, was looking down at himself with a grimace. �Man, I do smell bad. I
think I need a shower.�

�Babies!�
their dad said, happily bounced around the room getting the blankets for the
babies and the supplies and everything else.
Happy. Thrilled. As long as Vegeta could remember his father
had never been happy about this birthing thing because he got stuck with the
placenta-removing part.

�Yeah,�
Goten said finally, �That doesn�t smell quite right.� Then he jumped on the bed (always a scary proposition with a
pregnant mom on the bed.) Laid down
next to Vegeta then rested his head on the rounded stomach that was contracting
even as they watched. (Or as Goten
listened.) He listened for a moment,
tapped his finger against his thigh for a long while and then grinned
broadly. Sat up.

�What?�
Mom demanded.

�Oh.� Goten grinned broadly. �You never went to get an ultrasound did
you?�

�WHY?�
that was Dad. He finally fell out of
that stupid hopping about the house place.
�Why did you say that?�

�You�ll
find out.� Then Goten hopped off the
bed again, grabbed Vegeta and dragged the two of them out of the room.

~~~***

�If
I had known,� Vegeta (pregnant woman in labor) growled, �That is how he turned
out,� had to stop to pant, �I would never have let him out.� Well. Vegeta wasn�t going to repeat that to anyone,
ever, and Goten probably would never tell a soul, so the secret was safe with
them, but when it was all said and done, there was a squalling child screaming
and howling, and Kakarot rolled him back onto his back and wiped his face clean
as Goten (with the air of an expert, and he had never been happier for his
son�s detachable emotions as he was in that moment) clamped and cut the
cord. Wiped the baby clean and shook
his head at him. (It was then that he
noticed his son was now wearing a clean shirt (formerly clean) and medical
gloves.) �Look,� Goten said, grinned
broadly as he turned the baby around to face him.

�A
GIRL?!� Kakarot shouted.

Oh. A girl.
Figures.

�Yeah,�
Goten said, �You might have cracked your pelvic bone. Sorry. Want me to stick
around make sure the other� Make sure
the rest of it goes okay?� He kindly
moved out of the way to let his father take over when it concerned the
placenta, handed the baby to Vegeta and patted her little head.

�No,�
Vegeta said, tiredly. He was pretty
damn tired. �You can go.�

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

Alright,
for anyone who is like: what was up with the baby? The answer is �Shoulder dystocia� (that spelling is so wrong) its
when the baby�s shoulders are actually broader than the pelvic bone is
wide. Thus he/she gets stuck on their
way out. Thusly (I saw this on the
discovery channel) Goten had to kind of wiggle the kid past the bone, or turn
her a little so she could get her shoulders out. I got the idea from �Birth Day� and a woman who was having a home
birth with a mid-wife. So. Yeah.

Goten: I
need therapy now.

Lil�Geta:
Which sort? We have Hormone,
Mental, Group and now Family.

Goten: Oi.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Webtester 01:

Lol. I�m sure Bardock appreciates that smirk!

Jaygoose:

cla class=MsoNormal style='line-height:150%'> Yes,
my older brothers are pervs. But as far
as I know they never tried to kiss their�no.
*thinks for a moment * I think
my brother did kiss my cousin actually.
But he was only four or so at the time, so its okay.

Macha:

Lol. WeKidsKids today� They have interesting means of entertainment. Lol.
And that was mean of the twins, a bit.
Oh well. I would have been
disappointed if they had done anything less.

Gemini:

Wow. That�s a lot of reading. Thankies for reviewing and of course I�ll
keep going. Silly.

ALRIGHT FOLK:
(This is me pimping my originals here):

I AM PUBLISHED.
(Yeah, don�t clap it�s just an Internet magazine thing) The website is :

www.Keepitcoming.net

And my story there is �When Real Begets the Unreal.� *bounce *
Its in the �horror� section since its about vampires. (Did you know vampires are horror?) Anywho.
Please pass along the site. It�s
brandnew. Just started last November. So it�s not hugely popular yet.
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Family Therapy

Family Therapy

Card

Sequel to Group Therapy