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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.

Chapter List
- 1-Family Therapy
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
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- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-13
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-18
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- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-2-something
- 25-25
- 26-26
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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.)

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

�You
know, the fact that you are shaking is making me start to think that maybe you
don�t trust me,� Goten said. Flicked
the syringe again and squeezed more bubbles out. If it was possible for one�s eyes to be �completely� open that
was what Gohan was doing. Staring with
a slightly green expression of nausea.
(Hardly surprising, considering their father was terrified of
needles. Him and Vegeta, luckily, did
not share this fear.) He looked at his
oldest brother and gave him a grin. �I�ve
never done anything really mean.�

�You
know, Dad,� Presta said, �That would be more convincing if you said it to
someone that didn�t know you.� She was
speaking in the Saiyan language in a stubborn single-minded quest to make Gohan
learn it. Because Goten realized in the
end the only way to keep Presta from going back to her home world was to
disable the Time machine completely�a thing he was not going to do�so he
stubbornly said he wouldn�t let them go back until after Gohan had learned
enough Saiyan language to have a competent conversation with the King of All
Saiyans. (Smirk at that one, because he
sincerely doubted anyone could have a competent conversation with that
man.)

�She�s
right,� Gohan said.

Flash
another smirk. �Alright then, turn
around and assume the position.� Ah,
the look of utter paleness, and that slightly offended thing that Gohan did
which was cute, but it brought out the Chichi features about him which was not
cute. So he gave him an impatient
glare. �Come on, this only works if it
goes directly into the tail scar.�

Gohan
sighed and turned around. Goten pulled
up his shirt enough to see the top of the scar, pushed his pants down only
enough to see the center (seeing his twin naked was fine because they were
identical but he had no desire to see Gohan�s naked ass) so he could inject the
serum. Then he moved away and in the
blink of an eye, wa-lah: tail. Lighter
brown than any one else�s but not nearly as odd as Aya�s.

�Great!�
Presta declared, �One step cr tor to going back.� Then she grabbed Gohan who had the weirdest look on his face
(Goten had never been without his tail so the feeling that accompanies the
return of it was beyond him) and dragged him out of the room to train. Along with speaking only in Saiyan, she
refused to do anything with Gohan that didn�t involve them sparring.

Poor
bastard.

~~~***

�You
are not going!� Gina yelled for the sixth time, and all the children
sitting on the couch (eating popcorn like this was some sort of show) chattered
off about how Gina seemed very serious.
Placed bets on which one of them him or his mate were going to lose this
fight. Masuyo wisely did not bet.

�Look,
Gina�� he said again.

�Don�t
look Gina me, you ass. You are not
leaving me again in that fucking machine after what happened the last time the
two of you disappeared! Remember the
evil things that almost killed you?! Or
the fact that you were gone for FOUR years without a fucking clue how to get
home?!�

He
sighed very patiently. �That was
different.�

�Oh?�
she didn�t really want him to answer. �Then
why are you going? Why do you have to
go at all? Why can�t Trunks go with
Goten? For that matter why does Goten
have to go?!� Now she was being
ridiculous, and he couldn�t tell her that because she would just bitch at him
about it and tell him that he was being irrational. (Yeah, right, him irrational.)

He
opened his mouth, found that there was nothing he could say and then closed it
again. Looked at the kids sitting on
the couch and they were all staring with wide-eyed amusement, waiting for the
next thing that would be said. So he
huffed and felt his fingers brush over that scar on his hand. Wondered if his brother realized he was in
the middle of a war he couldn�t win or it was wishful thinking. Either way, his fingers were tapping and he
was never more grateful.

Gina
caught the gesture and she managed to get out �Oh no you�� before he IT�ed away
from her. Reappeared at his brother�s
side on the edge of Presta and Gohan�s fighting circle.

�Why
doesn�t Trunks give you this much trouble?� he demanded of his stupid endlessly
lucky twin.

�Because,�
he replied, �Trunks is a male, and because I feed him all the sugar he
wants. You should try that
sometime. Not with ice cream
though. Maybe something else. Fruit or something.� Then his idiot brother looked at him like he
just realized he was standing there and said: �Think that King Vegeta�s found a
way to make his heir? I personally
haven�t tried it but is it possible to cheat on your mate? I mean, once she or he is Saiyan?� Since they both knew that Vegeta had slept
with plenty of women while he was mated to Gina.

�Goten,�
he said, felt that edge of �oh god what now� verging in and wasn�t sure he
wanted to know what the plan was.

�Yes?�
he replied, all innocent like he wasn�t thinking of some evil way to make it
possible for King Vegeta to get an heir without cheating on Kakarot.

�No.�

�Ah�but
�Geta�I�ve already got the��

�HOW?�
he demanded, �How could you possibly have those hormones when you said yourself
that DNA changes when you go into different universes? Did you just happen to have�� he stopped there because Goten was giving
him a grin. As if to say: Duh I got a sample of Kakarot�s DNA when we
were the last time. Like this idiocy
was part of the plan all the while. �You
are absolutely hopeless.�

�I
know.�

~~~***

It
was Vegeta, not him this time, that dumped their infant children with the
nearest available adult. Which is how
they ended up with Trunks and Goku spent a few seconds of pity for the kid
before he was dragged to the Capsule Corp bedroom and stripped. (Rather roughly actually, which made him
wonder just what had Vegeta so riled up.
Normally Vegeta at least pretended like he didn�t want to have sex all
the time.) He didn�t have much time to
ponder that, because as soon as he was naked he was shoved back onto the bed
and Vegeta stripped down to his glorious nakedness.

�Uh?�
he managed to get out before Vegeta pounced on him. Pushed him back flat against the bed and kissed him. And
he understood, as Vegeta looked at him.
No matter how many children they had, no matter what Bardock and the
triplets did, they would never be able to surpass the agony the twins had
inflicted on their parents. Because
nobody would ever be the twins, they could never even compete. And now their little boys (le Vle Vegeta and
Goten would always be little boys no matter what) were going to leave them
again. They couldn�t say a thing to
stop it.

�They�be obe okay, �Geta,� he said. Got a sour
look in response, and he rested his hands on Vegeta�s legs that were straddling
his waist. �Really.�

The
real worry, the one that panged them all, was that one day someone would
outsmart Goten. Or out-fight
Vegeta. The worry was that one of them
would die and the other one wouldn�t and they would have to watch the living
wither and die and know there was nothing that could be done. That same fear every time. So he sat up and kissed Vegeta, pressed his hand
to his mate�s face and ran the other through his thick dark hair. Kissed him until he felt that stiffness of
his spine and the shivering anger and worry start to relax. Moved one arm around Vegeta petted his back
down to his tail and then petted his tail until his mate shifted and lifted
himself up, two hands on Goku�s erection and then he moved to take him in.

�Vegeta,�
he said, with a grimace as he was taken in and surrounded by his mate, by the
way Vegeta shivered and opened his mouth, panted. Then he was kissed and the smaller, strong hands shoved him down,
Vegmovemoved down with him, bracing himself on one hand and his hips rolled
against Goku�s. Again and again. He rolled them over and felt the whimper
against his mouth, heard it in the air and dropped his kiss down Vegeta�s neck,
bared his own shoulder to his mate�s mouth as he pressed his teeth against the
scar and felt his own skin tear when Vegeta�s did. Licked the taste of blood and the strange oneness that they had
somehow created as their hips move together.
Rocking and pulsing.

�Kakarot,�
Vegeta panted against his shoulder, �Faster now.�

He
dug his teeth into the shoulder harder, ran his hands down the smaller body and
pulled the legs out of the way, dug his knees into the bed and moved faster
into his mate. Pistoning into him fast
and hard and he sucked on the blood welling into the mouth as Vegeta rolled his
head back and arched under him. Hot
skin to his, slick with sweat and need and panting his name like a heart beat
as he frantically moved back against him.

He
could feel the thrust of Vegeta�s hardness as it rubbed against him, and the
wetness of it, the shivering edge of need.
His hand slid down Vegetleg,leg, to his erection and stroked him as he
moved deep into him and his name was called out as the two of them exploded
together.

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

Goku: Oi.

Vegeta: Why�d
it have to be a damn angst lemon?

Goku: *rolls eyes *

Vegeta: After all this time this is what you�re
putting out there?

Card:
*bursts into tears *

Goku: Vegeta!

Lil�Geta: Oh, no, she deserves to cry.

Goten: Yep.

Vegeta: See,
Kakarot? They are definitely my
children.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Alrighty; this is advance warning that within the
next chappie or so, this story is going to end. There is a plan to do a sequel to this and to Apam (title
unknown) about what Presta, Gohan and the Twins end up doing in the APAM
universe. So. Yeah. *grin * Sorry about the delay. Hopefully I�ll get the next chappie out in
the next day or two.
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Sequel to Group Therapy