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Family Therapy	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3495 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Family Therapy
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Chapter 34

"Stop whining," Goten said. He was glaring at Gina rather sternly (yes, his brother was a brave idiot) while Vegeta sat at the end of the bed and waited for this birthing thing to progress.

"WHINING?" Gina yelled breathlessly. Her hair was plastered all around her head from sweat and her fingers were balled into tight fists. "You try giving birth."

"I was going to, but nobody would let me," Goten replied. He was undisturbed by Gina's anger. (Then again, his brother was used to dealing with his entire family full of angry people so 'Geta supposed Gina's anger was old hat by now.)

"Bastard."

"You could be pushing you know, rather than bitching," Goten pointed out. He wiped her face off again, avoiding her attempt to bite him. In fact he just laughed at her when she missed his hand. �I�m pretty sure �Geta wouldn�t like it if you bit me. Mating thing and all.�

�I don�t give a damn,� she said, then looked down at him through her knees that were bent and spread. �And if you think I�m EVER DOING THIS AGAIN�� Then a contraction stole her breath away (thank you, blessed intervention of the divine sort) and she clenched her teeth and pushed.

Goten moved down to stand next to him and cocked his head to one side so he could see what was happening, and then he grinned all happy and idiotic and informed his mate that: �He�s crowning now.� Went right back to his job as the towel boy and left Vegeta to deal with the emerging head of his son.

Gina sucked in a hard panting breath, clenched her hands into tight fists and pushed hard again. He could see his son�s face now, and he reached out (instinctually because he had no fucking clue what to do exactly) and fumbled for a moment. Gina growled very low in her throat and pushed again, and the baby slid out.

�Boy,� he said�although it was unnecessary and quite possibly idiotic to say this�and he held the little boy in his hands, looked at him and tried to figure out what he was supposed to do now. Something about the cord or the towels or something like that.

�You know, Vegeta,� Gina said, she leaned forward and picked up the clips off the bed, clipped the cord that tied her son to her body still and then took the scissors from Goten when he offered them. She cut the cord and then flopped back against the pillows. �Move so I can get this finished.�

He would have summoned more offense if not for the fact that his brother got to deal with the afterbirth. He got away with just cleaning up the little boy. He picked up the towels, held his little son with both hands (securely so he didn�t drop him because he really had dropped Masuyo a lot.)

~~~***

�If�� Pant. �This.� Groan. �Is.� Whimper. �Supposed to�� Arch, whine, hands curled into fists and Vegeta rolled his hips down against him. His head rocked back and forth on the pillow and his hair was a matted sweaty mess. Goku continued, licking his way around Vegeta, fingers slipping in and out of his body�GOKU�S BODY, thank you, everything that belonged to Vegeta belonged to GOKU and he would have thought at this juncture his mate had realized that already.

Vegeta was thrusting back against his fingers and wiggling and whimpering, trying to escape from Goku so he could go back to talking about he thought that he was right. (Va haa had this mistaken impression from time to time.) He wasn�t especially keen on this idea, so he gave another long lick to the erection in front of him and twisted his fingers, rolling them inside of Vegeta so that he shuddered hard and grabbed the head board in an attempt to gain control of the situation.

Then, Vegeta went very still and silent, his eyes were closed and his mouth was just open enough for him to breath (this was never good. This sort of action meant that Vegeta was preparing to do something that could be potentially disastrous.) He slowed his fingers and pushed himself up with his other arm, looked down at Vegeta with very wide eyes and waited for his mate to move again. (Yes. He wasn�t the smartest man alive.) Hands curled in his hair and dragged him downward, he opened his mouth to yelp in pain and found that instead his mouth was being taken over by Vegeta.

One hand stayed in his hair and the other moved down between their bodies, curled around his wrist and pulled his fingers free of Vegeta, then his mate�s legs parted around him and pulled his hips down, crushing them together so they were rubbing and sliding. He shivered into the kiss and the warm body beneath him, and shifted enough so he could sink down into his mate.

�See?� he panted, when he pulled back, �You�re perfect like this.�

Vegeta glared at him (ooh, that was nice) and clawed his back, but his hips worked to shove back against him, thrusting with more force and demanding more. (Always more, please and thank you.) So he kissed him again, licked Vegeta�s mouth and felt his power level rising. It shimmered in the air around them and then exploded yellow-white. His whole body grew bigger and stronger, and he moved in Vegeta deeper.

He kissed his chin and his neck, down to the scar on his shoulder and licked that, traced each of the little indents from his teeth with the tip of his tongue while Vegeta shivered and quivered and whimpered under him. Pressed his head against the scar until Goku bit him again, restaking his claim, reminding Vegeta and himself that this was forever and no stupid idea that the hormone therapy should be reversed would be tolerated.

�Fuck,� Vegeta panted, his legs were clenching around Goku.

�Mine,� Goku whispered into the bite, slowed his thrusts for a moment, made Vegeta whine his name and then moved deeper and harder until he felt the flood around him and on his stomach and then he sank his teeth into his mate again and released.

~~~***

�He COULD SO!� Aya screamed again. She marched across the open ground between her Bardock, two little fists curled up and shining with energy and her two-toned tail was flipping in anger. She shoved her uncle back and snarled at him.

�No he couldn�t,� Bardock said, and he just grinned, flashed her his pointy teeth like he was so superior and Trunks just sighed, looked at Presta. She sighed too. It would have been the best idea to intervene, but at this point, some morons had to learn the hard way. Besides Presta was holding Radditz in her arms and Masuyo and him were watching the little girls sleep.

�I�LL SHOW YOU!� Aya screamed again and punched Bardock so hard in the fact that he was thrown back to the ground. She marched right over to him and kicked him hard in the ribs, straight up into the air, shot after his ascent and drop kicked him right back into the ground. (poor little idiot Bardock.) �MY DAD IS THE BEST EVER! HE COULD KICK YOUR DAD�S ASS!� She screamed at him. (Behold the fury of the small child.)

�Could NOT!� Bardock shouted back. He picked himself up out of the ground and glared at her (bloody-lipped and all.) �Nobody�s ever beat my dad!�

�Uhh�technically,� Masuyo started, but when the two of his friends turned to glare at him he decided it was best not to intervene. He kept his mouth shut and sighed. Analu and Amaya sighed with him and picked at the grass from the safe distance where they sat.

Presta giggled spontaneously, and when Trunks turned to see what was funny he found that Caradoc and Gohan had joined the little watching party. Caradoc was saying something (in Saiyan and thus he could not understand it.)

�Aya�s going to win isn�t she?� Gohan asked.

�Duh,� Presta, Masuyo, Analu, Amaya and he said. Unfortunately for her uncle, there was never much of a question over who would win these fights. Aya was full of her father�s sort of energy and (Trunks said this proudly) her mother�s good sense. The combination proved to be great in a little saiyan warrior.

�Am I missing all the good stuff?� Goten said. He appeared in a silent POP and grinned when he saw that his daughter was (once again) drop kicking Bardock into the ground. He had that weird �that�s my baby� look on his face. (It was only weird because it verged on sincerity.) �Masuyo, you�ve got a brother. He�s a chubby little thing. Your dad is going to come get you when he finishes getting everything cleaned up.�

�And you aren�t helping because?� Trunks inquired.

�Because Gina told me to leave.�

~~~***

By the end of the fourth hour of the fight, everyone in the family was standing, sitting, reclining or floating nearby watching as the blows were landed and the screams of defiance and dominance were screamed. Bets were made, there was a brief and awkward moment when Goku regarded Goten but the two of them seemed to decide that the question of who would win should remain a �what if.�

Which was best, because Vegeta would have hated to have to kick their asses. Great Prince, perfect warrior, all that garbage aside--He was the mother, he was the one that would win. (Besides, Goku should be pretty worn out after the hours of convincing Vegeta that he should just forget the idea of reversing the hormone therapy. In the end�despite himself�Vegeta agreed. He liked what he was now. No need to mess with that.)

Gina even seemed rational as she leaned back in her comfy chair (which Goten made appear from within the depths of the capsule system so his dear sister-in-ng wng would be comfortable.) She bet against Bardock. Both the twins bet against their brother. Trunks, Masuyo and Gohan�s kids didn�t bet. Caradoc bet for Aya. Gohan and Presta had left to go fuck. Goku and him bet for Bardock (but really only because he was their son.)

�Hey,� Goku said, tearing his eyes away from Bardock ramming Aya face first into the ground, �What�s the baby�s name?�

�Sean,� Gina said.

�Sean?� Vegeta repeated. Sean?! There was a pure blooded Saiyan on their planet, in HIS Family with a stupid human name? SEAN?!

�Yeah,� his oldest son said, and he sighed, but he didn�t look like he was going to argue with his mate at the moment to convince her that Saiyan children just were not named SEAN.

�I figured out a way to make the house bigger,� Goten said.

�You�re moving out?� Goku asked, his tail wagged madly behind him and he was grinning broadly.

�No.� Goten said, like he was confused by the very idea of it. �I�m just going to build an almost identical house next to it and make a common wall.� Like everyone should have thought of this idea. Duh.

Aya hopped over to them, dusty and bruised but grinning and (most importantly) moving. She held Bardock by his tail and dropped him on his stomach in the dirt. Flashed everyone a brilliant white smile. �I win.�

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Goku: *whimper* Ts ths the end?

Vegeta: Yep.

Goten: I didn�t get laid.

Trunks: It�s okay. We have plenty of lemons in our past.

Gina: What�s wrong with SEAN?!

THE END

HEY!~ I'm probably not going to update TODAY or TOMORROW (Weds/Thurs) because I need to get copies of all my stories off AFF.net (i'm horribly lazy for not having done it by now.) I have to get pretty much ALL of them. It will be time consuming. *and sigh*
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