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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
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- 23-23
- 24-2-something
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- 34-34--END
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Family~

"Pregnant?" Gohan squeaked, sat down, looked at Caradoc who gave him a flat look of annoyance because his short mate did not understand English and had yet to descend from his pillar of Saiyanness to learn. (The twins had threatened to tie Caradoc down, shave him completely bald and stand him in the middle of the artic if he didn't learn English. As of yet, neither one of them had given in on the argument. Caradoc retained his hair and his language.) So he spoke in Saiyan. "Pregnant?"

"She stinks like it." Caradoc was lying back in the grass, eyes closed, unconcerned with his problems, in fact, now that they awa away from his dad and Vegeta, Caradoc was perfectly fine. (Who would have guess putting Caradoc around the doppelganger of his most hated brother and Kaki�s alternate self would make Caradoc cranky?)

"What?"

Caradoc gave him that look again, the look he shared with Vegeta of annoyance and condescending, and he wondered again why it was that he had mated himself to this man. Oh. Right. Hormonal imbalance caused by the change in universe. Goten explained it to him. The difference between the two dimensions had somehow flipped the switch in his head that changed him into a more Saiyan version of himself.

This presented a problem now that they were home and he realized he was mated to Caradoc, younger Prince of Vegeta-sei. This meant, effectively, he was mated to Vegeta with even more complexes than normal. But he liked him. Or loved him, really. It was the mating thing.

"Moron," Caradoc said. He looked impatient with Gohan's indecision, but excuse the hell out of him, he already had a family full of children. THREE Children in fact, he didn't need a brood like Vegeta. He saw what saiyan children were like. His little one quarter saiyan kids were enough of a handful. "You can't make her unpregnant," Caradoc told him--flat out--and Gohan was thankful for this truth. It was the useful sort of truth that allowed him to put his mind at ease.

Presta being pregnant was just one of those things that he was going to have to accept�wait. Didn�t Caradoc and Presta� He turned and looked at his shorter mate. �Who�s kid is it?� Not that he didn�t wit tit to be his, no, of the three of them he figured it was MOST his right to have the kid, (or at least for the kid to bear his genetics considering he was twice the dominant mate.)

�No wonder your brothers make fun of you,� Caradoc muttered. Then he knocked Gohan back into the grass. He flashed a feral smirk. The knife from the sheath on his thigh reflected the sunlight and Gohan sighed. It was one of those times when it was pointless to object because his clothes were going to get cut off anyway. So he managed to get his pants out of the way before they were reduced to useless threads.

~~~***

�Oh�come ON, Gina!� he was standing outside the bathroom (STILL standing outside the bathroom, he had been standing outside the bathroom for HOURS, more than a day, it seemed.

�Leave me alone, Son Vegeta!� she yelled from within the bathroom.

He growled�childishly�and shouted: �THAT�S NOT MY NAME!� Felt that it was perfectly justified because she was being a stubborn bitch about it. Like it was his fucking fault they were gone for three days because his idiot brother miscalculated the time difference.

The door cracked open and she looked at him. �It�s not? Than what is your name?�

He huffed. �It�s just Vegeta. Like Mom is just Vegeta. Goten picked up Dad�s name�he�s an idiot.�

To which the door slammed in his face again. �Asshole! That�s your father you�re talking about!� Then she turned the water on so she couldn�t hear him anymore and he restrained himself from punching through the door and just grabbing her.

Bardock was standing in the hallway behind him, gave him one of his mother�s smirks and said: �Something wrong, Vegeta?� He stood his ground, too, tail lax around his waist and arms crossed over his chest.

Masuyo walked out of the boys� room and yawned. �Ah, Daaaad, is she still in the bathroom?� Then he muttered something further and bounced his way down the stairs. The only other bathroom available to those that weren�t the parents was the one at Capsule Corp. (Goten said he was going to expand the house, but thus far, Vegeta did not believe him.)

"Go away Bardock," Vegeta said. He was too tired to put up with his little brother's stupid remarks on his inability to make his girlfriend forgive him. He heaved a sigh, then a yawn and was about to turn to go to bed (and sort out this Gina thing later) when the door to the bathroom opened and Gina stepped out.

"You're just damn lucky he's your brother," she snapped and then wrapped her arms around him, pressing the nice round of her stomach (their unborn son) against him and kissed him. "I mean it. Damn lucky."

Whatever. He picked her up, and carried her back to their room where he could lay down with her so she could sleep and maybe if he was lucky, Goten would stick around in his bedroom long enough to let Vegeta sleep for a while.

~~~***

"It's YOUR son," Kakarot shouted, thrust the baby at him while he was trying to take a shower. Vegeta considered just ignoring the tall man and the naked little boy in his hand but if he did, more chaos might resort so he took Radditz from his father and Kakarot stormed out of the room to deal with little Vega and Bulla.

Radditz promptly tried to bite into his arm, but with just gums it wasn't much more than the nasty feeling of baby-drool on him. The long mop of spiky black hair on his son dampened from the steam and then deflated entirely into a mask-like nusiance on Radditz' face until he started to howl the injustice of his sudden blindness. Then Vegeta filled the hair up out of his eyes, grabbed a towel off the bar and folded it at the back of the tub (where the water never hit) and set little Radditz down on on the towel.

He found it to be the perfect punishment that his youngest son had declared it his personal mission to make Kakarot's life hell. After all, Vegeta gave birth to them, it was only fair that the 'father' of them get the gruff (and get peed on as often as one could stand to laugh about it.)

~~~***

Presta came back, she really didn't want to, but she did anyway, came back to the chaos of her home and smiled at it. Goku was whining about his lack of sex life to Vegeta (who did not look like he really minded the whining or the lack of sex) Bardock and Masuyo were wrapping their knuckles with tape while the little babies were napping on the kitchen table (in their portable bed things.) Aya wasn't in the kitchen, neither were the twins or their mates. (Or her mates for that matter.)

"Look!" Goku yelled, "Presta's here! She can babysit." Like this was the best plan. Hell, her own father hadn't even asked her to babysit until he was sure that Aya was old enough not to break when Presta was around. (Yeah, she was the violent sort, but she was a pure-blood saiyan, they were SUPPOSED to be violent.)

"Yeah," Bardock echoed, "Mom, just say YES already, we're sick of hearing about it!" He wisely, then, ran out the door, knocking Presta against the kitchen table and waking up little Vega who had been sleeping. She picked up the little girl and rocked her until she fell asleep again. (Masuyo disappeared as well, but she still hadn't seen Aya.)

"See, 'Geta, the kids agree with me. The daddy always needs..."

"Kakarot," Vegeta said (in that dangerous sort of 'lets not forget I used to purge planet's voice') "I'm eating."

"Vegeta you can eat WHILE we..."

A glare silenced that sentence. Presta giggled, laid the baby back down in her bed and gave them a smile. "Let me know if you wear him down, Gramps," she said, then headed for the stairs, up them, to where Aya was still in their room, sitting on her bed. "Hey, racoon," she said, ruffled the girl's hair.

Aya looked at her and bit her lip. "Hey."

Presta narrowed her eyes at the little girl and knelt down next to her bed. "Hey, what's wrong?" To which the answer was Aya fidgeting, shifting side to side to side and then tears welled up into her eyes and she started to bawl. "I almost killed MOMMY!" And she sobbed harder at this confession.

Ah.

So. Crying little people were not PResta's speciality. She picked up her sister, carried her down the hall, knocked on her father's door and opened it without waiting for an answer, found that the people in the room were dressed (that was an honest shock) Trunks looked at her from the bed where he was lying down, then kicked Goten onto the floor and made room for his daughter. Aya latched onto her mother and sobbed into Trunks' chest.

Goten didn't even wake up. Asshole.

~~~***

Goten woke up when Presta kicked him in the gut. She left after that, muttering something about how he needed to learn not to explain everything to everyone, but he ignored that. The important thing was that Aya was crying. So he crawled back to the bed, back ONTO The bed and patted her hair, flipped his tail up to wrap around hers (the all purpose comforter for parents that had tails, he highly recommended it.) Her sobs turned into little hiccup-coughs and then into whimpers.

Trunks looked at him, he looked back. Then they looked down at Aya.

"Better now?" Trunks asked.

Aya nodded. Wiped her tears out of her eyes with his shirt, blew her nose too, and curled tighter against her Mother (one would note it was also farther away from him, her father.) "I'm sorry, Mommy."

"You shouldn't listen in to other people's conversations, Aya," Goten said (yeah, he found it to be highly amusing when he was the parent to do the 'correcting' all things considered.)

"You shouldn't talk so loud," she retorted.

"Aya," Trunks said, patted her hair and kissed her little forehead. "You didn't almost kill me. Daddy never said that. He said that he wasn't going to risk having more babies because they might make me weaker."

"But...but...I'll be the only one then." Another sniffle.

"No you won't," Goten said, "You'll have all of 'Geta's bratty boys to boss around, like Presta bosses you around. And the three ones downstairs...uh...uh...one of them is named Radditz..."

Aya rolled her eyes. "Radditz, Bulla and Vega."

The glass doors between his room and Vegeta's opened up and his twin was standing there, frowning glumly, before crossing the room and pulling him out of bed without offering a word of explanation.

"Hey!" he said when his ass hit the floor roughly (again in less than twenty minutes, that had to be a record.)

"Dad's horny," Vegeta said. Because that really did explain everything.

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Goku: yay! Lemons!

Vegeta: Oi

Lil'Geta: My girlfriend only likes me when my brother convinces her she does. *sob*

Goten: I was just trying to sleep!

Sorry for the delay, folks. I really am. Labor day was nuts, and then yesterday I barely had any time. *sob* But I gots this chappie today! Yay! Now I'm off to work on...probably Paths. (After the Weiss Chap for Variations on a Theme) And no, this ficcie's not finished, it has just been seriously neglected for many moons.
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