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Hormone Therapy	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10207 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- 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-Hormone Therapy
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 5
- 6
- 7
Hormone Therapy

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Notes:
Slash. Misplaced drugs. Humor.
Sex.

I do not own DBZ or any of the characters, because
if I did, Chichi would be a crater, and the show would be: Dragon Ball Nc-17.

~~~~~**

In
the end, it was a shower that saved him.
Kakarot had woke up that morning, yawned, smiled at Vegeta sleepily, and
the Prince silently swore that if the idiot tried to get sex that morning he
was going to regret it for many years afterward. And what had the baka done?
Announced that he stank and promptly gotten up and went in search of a
shower. He had the sense to wrap a
clean sheet around his waist�so as not to invoke any more violence, Vegeta was
sure.

Once
Goku was gone, Bulma appeared. �Yamcha
had to go to Dende because the whole side of his face was broken, Vegeta!�

Vegeta
blinked at her. �And? Am I supposed to have guilt about this?�

�Yes. He wasn�t leering at Goku; he was in shock!�

�And?� Vegeta sat up�became increasingly aware that
he smelled as bad as Kakarot, and that he was completely naked�although it was
beginning to seem like getting dressed was a useless thing, and he wondered
whether or not there were anymore bathrobes lying around he could put to good
use.

�Anyway. I came to get a little blood sample to see
if our theory is working.� Clearly she
was aware that lecturing wonot not yield positive results.

Vegeta
lifted his arm, held still as she took a sample and then dismissed her with a
derisive sniff. When he was alone again
he crawled out of bed and thanked Saiyan�s supernatural ability to withstand
beatings and heal quickly or he would never be able to walk the same
again. A quick inspection of his closet
yielded a bathrobe. Nothing big enough
for Kakarot, but at least Vegeta would have something to wear. He was slipping it onto his arms when the
door opened again and he heard Kakarot:

�Hey,
�Geta, have you ever had sex in the air?
Like while you were flying?�

Oh
yes, he thought dryly, everday.
Sometimes twice. �We are not
going to have sex in the air,� he said, sliding into the robe and tying it
around his waist.

�Why
not?�

�Everyone
would be able to see us,� Vegeta said.
And he turned around.

Kakarot
was standing there, sheet crumpled on the ground, arms above his head as he
rubbed his hair dry with the huge white towel. Little beads of water
everywhere, and he was rather impressive in the golden morning light. Then he sniffed, his normally jovial eyes
narrowed: �Why does it smell like Bulma?�

�She
came to get a blood sample.�

�Why?� Kakarot�s arms lowered and he twisted the
towel in his hands, unsurprisingly ripping the fabric.

�To
check on the fertility drug she gave me yesterday.� He was too tired for this nonsense. Kakarot gave him a skeptical look, and then sighed, moved over to
stand next to him, wrapped an arm around his back, lifted him off the ground so
they were looking at each other, face to face.
Then Kakarot kissed him, pressed his lips hard to Vegeta�s and forced
his mouth open, licked everywhere he could reach, sucked on his mouth and then,
with a little Mmmm, he let the Prince drift backthe the ground. �Okay,� he said, �I�ll go make
breakfast!�

Apparently
the world had ended and Vegeta had not been informed. First Kakarot goes to shower rather than start the morning by
begging for sex, then he offers food.
Not that Vegeta was going to look a gift-reprieve in the mouth, so to
speak. He took advantage of this time
and showered�ALONE�and let the hot water relax all his abused muscles.

There
were finger shaped bruises all over his hips and thighs and the bite on his
shoulder was crusted with dried blood again.
But it was fine, that didn�t hurt because his mate had given him these
marks and should one look at Kakarot they would see the reciprocated marks on
him.

~~~***

Goku
was feeling magnanimous�and very proud that he even knew how to pronounce that
word�when he woke up that morning. He
felt it, even before Vegeta woke up, he knew that today�at least�he should let
his mate rest. And that was okay. Things had happened, lots of things had
happened, and he needed to make sure he hadn�t hurt Chichi too badly. Not that it would have been his fault,
because she was insinutating horrible things about his mate. And for that matter, hadn�t she called
Vegeta a �thing�? Hadn�t she said that
he was monster ever since he had let that �thing� go? And Vegeta was the only thing that he had ever let �go.� Except Freiza, and he didn�t exactly come
home and say �Hi honey, I let a planet destroying alien go because he asked me
to.� Did he? No. For that matter he had come home, played the
meek, caring husband, apologized to her for being gone so long�honestly felt bad�and
had been told to take out the trash. He
had. But he hadn�t told her about
Freiza. Or about being a Super
Saiyan. And things had been just like
they were before he left.

It
was only now that he found out she didn�t love him. Which was fine, he supposed.
He didn�t really love her. She
made him feel bad when he was around her.
Because everything he did was wrong unless he was doing something she
wanted. Like when he had go through all
that nonsense to save her wedding dress�and her father, but everyone knew the
dress was most important. Why hadn�t he
realized�

Can
you have sex while you�re flying? The
thought struck him as sudden�even for him�but that didn�t mean he wasn�t going
to entertain the thought for a few minutes.

It
was just about then that he had walked back into the room after taking a shower
and that DAMN WOMAN�S smell was EVERYWHERE again. But after tasting his mate�that had been nice�he was satisfied
that Bulma wasn�t attempting to slip in under his watch and have sex with his
mate. So he felt benevolent again and
he decided that the best course of action would be to feed his mate. Saiyans loved to eat, after all.

He
went down the stairs and waited in the kitchen, thought about what he wanted to
make, and then Bulma came in the kitchen.
She looked at him for a long moment and then cleared her throat. �Goku,� she said�and she was blushing!�we
really need to find you something to wear.�
She left the room again and returned with a pair of pants. �You left these here a while ago.�

Goku
pulled them on and smiled. �Thanks
Bulma.�

�Is
Vegeta going to come down?�

�Why?� Bad Goku!
Stop snapping at people!

�Uh� I needed to tell him what I found out.�

�Tell
me.� Stop snapping! You�re not�
Er� Vegeta. You�re Goku, the gentle Saiyan that�s nice
and funny and slightly less than smart, but you are not snappy. So stop it!

�Ok. Well, I gave him the fertility drug
yesterday. And I wanted to see if it
worked so I took a sample of his blood.
Except it hasn�t worked yet�that I can tell. And�� she gave him a weird look.
�Why aren�t you with him right now?�
She looked at her watch.

�He
needs food,� Goku said, �Where do you keep breakfast?� That was better. He congratulated himself on acting more like himself. But Bulma just kept giving him that weird
look like she was trying to figure out some problem or another. For a moment, he was almost entirely certain
that she hadn�t heard him at all. Then,
she shook her head and helped him find what he was looking for, and wisely left
him be to prepare the food himself.

Vegeta
walked into the kitchen wearing a part of shorts. Which was nice, because it exposed a whole lot of skin, the bite
mark on his shoulder, the bruises on his waist and the very tips of the one on
hips, his muscles�ooo, all those muscles.
But Goku didn�t jump him, and as he served him breakfast, Goku thought
it was pretty darn strange that he didn�t really want to.

�Thank
you, Kakarot.�

Goku
patted himself on the back, felt as if he had accomplished his goal and sat
down to eat his portion of the food. And
to watch Vegeta, trying to figure out why it was that he didn�t feel like
jumping him.

~~~~***

Seven
hours now. Kakarot and he had even
sparred, both of them as Super Saiyans, over a very large patch of barren
earth. They had eaten a huge lunch and
then sparred again, and still, the overgrown one had not attempted to haul
Vegeta over his shoulder. It was
downright unnerving. Because if the
baka was saving up all that energy he was damn well not going to take it all
out in Vegeta. And yet, at the same
time, Vegeta thought that it wasn�t anything like that. It was just that Kakarot was
willing�finally�to wait for him. As if
he could sense that the man really had reached his limit of being able to cope
with the constant hammering.

That
struck Vegeta as so considerate and not at all like the Saiyans he had
known. But considering Nappa and
Radditz were exactly humping all the time, he wasn�t an expert on Saiyan
mating. He was becoming an expert in
Kakarot, however. He was starting to
understand all the annoying little things that he had previously thought to be
insignificant. Like the shifting thing,
and those annoying comments like: that was a good one! While they were
fighting. And just about every single
sexual predilection the man had. He knew
all of those.

Which
is why he found it odd that he was suddenly being given a day off. Because he could tell, by the way Kakarot
was sparring but distracted, the shifting and the nervous little laugh, that
while the oaf was giving him this day, he still had more than enough
energy.

And
the very fact that Vegeta cared so much was unnerving to him. But he figured, if he was going to care, he
should just spit out his concerns and get it over with, because it wasn�t going
to stop nagging him until he did.
�Kakarot,� he said as he caught the foot aimed at his chest, �Why are we
sparring?� He missed the second foot
that came up and kicked him in the jaw, but he managed to get his own kick in.

�I
thought you wanted to.� The big baka
stopped dead, looked at him. Licked his
lips nervously. �Why? Did you want to
do something else?�

Everything
(sensible) in Vegeta screamed out: say NO.
But he ignored it. �We haven�t
done much but fuck for days. I want to
know why you decided today that we should spar.�

And
he was scratching the back of his neck.
Did he have a perpetual itch there?
�Oh. Well. �Geta,
I thought you wanted to rest. I
mean, you�re always saying. �I need
time� and �leave me alone� and �No. No. Okay.�
And stuff like that.�

�So,
if I hadn�t have said those things, we would be back at Capsule corp having
sex?�

Kakarot
nodded. �Why?� he asked, �Do you want
to?�

AND
WOULD YOU BELIEVE IT; the bald freak flew up just then. �Do what, Goku?� he asked.

Vegeta
would have killed him, but his mate decided that he was completely incapable of
discretion and he said: �Have sex� to the bald one and then turned back to look
at Vegeta. �Well,� he said. Vegeta watched baldy�s eyes go as round as
quarters. �Do you?� Kakarot repeated.

Vegeta
decided that it was not the pesky bald one that was the problem or even the
idiot boy that had been staring at his mate, but rather, it was his mate that
he needed to TEACH the meaning of DISCRETION to. Because APPARENTLY somebody taught Kakarot that SEX was
EVERYONE�s BUSINESS. And while Vegeta
was not ashamed that he was mated to Kakarot, he did not want the WHOLE
universe to know about it.

Baldy
managed to stutter a �heh, heh�What?�

Kakarot
actually turned to look at him, and patiently EXPLAINED: �Vegeta and I were out
sparring but then he asked if would rather be having sex and I was asking him
the same question.�

�Heh? You mean�
With each other?�

�No,�
Vegeta snapped, �With your collection of blow-up dolls.� He flew across the space between him and his
mate, wrapped his gloved hand in the messy hair and pulled with every ounce of
strength he possessed and started to drag Kakarot after him. As he left the bald one he started to mutter
things under his breath that made Kakarot gasp and say: �Wow �Geta I didn�t
even know there were that many cuss words!�

When
they reached the Capsule building, Bulma was in her lab, THANKFULLY nowhere
near them and Kakarot�s incessant need to tell everyone that they were having
sex. And he dragged the oaf up the
stairs into his bedroom and slammed the door behind them.

�So,
sex?� was what Kakarot said.

Vegeta
would have exploded, but it would have done no good. So he breathed and tried to make himself less angry. Found that it didn�t work, had the imagine of
the idiot desert bandit and the bald one sitting around with the three-eyed
freak and the green alien conversing about his sex life� And decided that blowing up might be the
best course of action. �NO SEX EVER AGAIN!� he shouted at Kakarot, �UNTIL YOU LEARN
TO KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT!� And then,
very much like a bitchy woman, he stormed out of the room, down the hall to the
bathroom and slammed the door, locking himself inside.

There,
he thought with a smirk, that ought to show him.

~~~~~*

Gk: Show me what? That you
can be a prude?

Vegeta: * why oh why me? *

Gk: I don�t get it. What is
it supposed to show me? And why didn�t
we get to have sex?

Vegeta: Oh, go fuck yourself and leave me alone.

Gk: Huh? * Is now talking to bathroom
door * how do I do that?

Do not worry. Lemon will visit us again tomorrow, dears.

Getarian:

Well,
I am very glad I could help you recover from a cheating Bulma and Goku. Bulma could be wrong about that whole
fertility thing; Goku could just be trying to make up for all those years he
was married to Chichi and was forced to have bad sex. Unfortunately, I cannot reveal plot. * well, I could, but that would give it away * so I suppose you�ll
have to endure the lemons until we figout out why Goku�s so horny.

LadyLupin:

More
than just drugs; misplaced Drugs.
I�m glad you liked it!

Mechanical Butterfly:

Of
course I�m not trying to kill you! Who
would review my story then? Speaking of
reviewing and stories, I�ve been reading my reviewers stories (when I can find
them and have the time) and even though I haven�t reviewed yet (I generally
read everything twice and then review) I am planning on it.

Thankies all!
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