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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
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-13
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-18
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-2-something
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-30
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- 32-32
- 33-33
- 34-34--END
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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.)

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

Presta
had seen a whole bunch of things in the years since she came to this boring
little world. But she stood just inside
the Twin�s room while the two of them �suited up� so to speak for whatever they
were going to go do. It was probably
the strangest thing she had seen.
Because they moved with synchrony that was really amazing. Both of them were shirtless as of the
moment, wearing the same pants (well, the exact same pair of pants but they
each wore one of them not both of them in one pair of pants.) they pulled open the drawers of their
respective dressers and pulled out silver cases, her father had capsule
systems, Vegeta had various silvery bags and one capsule. These things were dropped into their
pockets. Like there was some system to
this.

Then Goten
yanked a couple of plain black shirts out of the drawer, tossed one to his
brother and pulled the other on. Reached
into the drawer and pulled out a set of rings that clinked and chimed when he
held them�she had never seen those before, but they looked a bit silly. Metal rings held together by rubber.

Of course,
there was also Trunks, her step-mommy who was wearing a pair of loose, dirty
jeans, ugly yellow shoes, a Capsule Corp shirt with a blue jacket over it. He pulled a sword out of the closet,
adjusted the strap and with a slightly out of practice move, shrugged it on,
pulled the sword out of the sheath on his back and looked at it. Ran his finger over the edge and drew
blood.

�Where
are you going?� Presta asked. Because
she wasn�t here to see them get ready, she was supposed to be getting the �orders�
as it were as to what she should do with her little sister, Gina and Masuyo
while the �men� were away.

�That
doesn�t matter,� her father said, �We�re just training. We�ll be back before the end of the week. Just keep the kids practicing. Make sure Aya keeps at her training,
especially.�

�Fine,�
Presta said, felt like she was being gypped out of some great secret, but was
willing to wait for someone to slip up and say it. None of them were especially well known for their secret
keeping. She turned to leave the room
as the twins looked at one another and nodded at the same moment, her father holding
his hand out for Trunks to take and then they were gone.

Oh,
the drama. She went down the hallway,
shoved open the door to the boy�s room and found Masuyo, Analu and Bardock
sitting in the middle of the floor, staring at her with huge eyes like they had
just been caught doing something they shouldn�t have done. She tsked at them. �Come on boys. Get
dressed, get your scrawny asses down stairs.
Five minutes to eat and outside.�

�You�re
not our boss,� Bardock said.

�Today
I am,� Presta replied. Ignored him when
he flipped her off, and moved to the next bedroom, where Aya met her at the
door, already dressed (jeans, a skirt over them and a T-Shirt that said �Kitten�)
behind her Amaya was yawning and trying to tug her shirt on, but that wasn�t
going so well, because her head wasn�t fitting through the armhole.

Why
were Gohan�s kids here anyway?
Annoying little child that loved to fight too much. Presta helped Amaya figure out the shirt
problem and handed her a pair of pants to put on. (Believe it or not, Aya was actually smaller than Amaya, and
thusly Amaya ended up stealing clothes from the boys when she stayed here.)

~~~***

His
hands tingled. It was the cinnamon oil,
he was sure, they were warm and tingling and slick as he ran them down Vegeta�s
chest, over his stomach and back up his sides.
Endlessly petting his mate, his front his back, down his legs and back
up to his chest. Patiently pampering
the Prince and he thought that it had better pay off with a kid or he was going
to find his son and strangle him. He
only had one more day (thanks to the Vegeta-imposed time limit) to get his mate
pregnant or he�d miss his chance this cycle.
And from the way that his mate was languidly spread out and happily dozing
during this massage, Goku wasn�t so sure this was the best plan. Wasn�t about to knock it until it was
finished, but his mate didn�t look too terribly interested in getting sex.

Goku
was always interested in sex, so he couldn�t fathom the opposite. Ran his hands down to Vegeta�s hips again,
stroked the insides of his thighs and eared himself a distracted little whimper. Moved the hands back up Vegeta�s skin, warm
and slick and fragrant now, and leaned forward, saw Vegeta watching him and as
his slid his hands around to Vegeta�s back, his mate pushed himself up enough
to kiss Goku. Without any real sense of
urgency, just a kiss, and another.

He
felt Vegeta�s hips roll against him as moved his hands down the length of his
back to his rather nice rear, lifted him up and with another kiss and a passive
whimper on his mate�s part, he pushed into him. Felt his head get all cloudy and fuzzy, felt light and heavy and
full of air, but not urgent, and thought wildly through that foggy sense of
complete relaxedness, that this was it.
He remembered feeling this way with the Twins� conception and Bardock�s
and that meant that they were going to get to have a BABY!

Vegeta�s
body slipped against his like fluid warm and tingling where their skin touched,
smooth and soft because Vegeta was just stretched out and happily accepting but
not wildly passionate. Strange, that
way, but Goku concentrated on the warmth of Vegeta around him, and the slide�everywhere
they slid together and it was aggravatingly arousing�and he moved with long
strokes, no urgency, just thrust deeply and slowly. Filled Vegeta until they were both moving to meet, until they
both felt the explosion of power that lingered there, and Goku wrapped his arms
around his mate, pulled him up and thrust into him as the world went yellow
again.

~~~***

�Fucking
Freiza and King Cold?� Vegeta repeated, �Presta�s versions? That�s a joke, right? They were pathetic.�

Goten
rolled his eyes, stretched and concentrated on fluctuating his power (that too
was a stretch and an exercise) the way his father had taught him. This little jaunt of theirs was Goten�s idea
after all, and he wasn�t so sure his brother had bri brightest idea considering
how soon it was exactly that these monsters were supposed to be showing up.

�Yep,�
Trunks said, he was sharpening his sword.
�You two should be able to kill them and make it back in time for
dinner.�

�Haha,�
Vegeta said. Will respond tomorrow. Promise.
Gotta go now, though.
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Family Therapy

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Sequel to Group Therapy