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Slash. Au
(Very, Very AU) Probably humor.
Definitely sex. In fact the
title is a reference to sex.

Note: If you
haven�t read Hormone Therapy (YOU SHOULD HAVE) then this might be a bit
confusing for you. It would be in your
best interest to go read it.

& Of course:

pt'> I
don�t own DBZ, or all of my deranged fantasies would come true and the show
would be banned from public TV.

~~~~**

Vegeta
met them at a waterfall. He�d sensed
the instant transmission, gone to find his brother�flying, because he didn�t
want to inadvertently show up and see his brother busy with the demi�s ass. And there was his twin, naked as the day he
was born, playing in the water.

�Put
some clothes on!�

Goten
turned, smiled. �I don�t have anything
you haven�t seen since the last time you looked in the mirror.� And he proceeded to continue his bathing.

�I
don�t have finger-shaped bruises on my ass,� Vegeta retorted.

�Stop
looking at my ass, freak.� But he
didn�t move to put on any clothes. Just
ducked his head under the rushing water, shook and shuddered under the cold
water. Then turned, looked at his
brother and sank waist-deep into the water.
�Uh�Geta��

And
that meant that his little brother had done something he wasn�t supposed to
do. Because he never pulled this
Uhh��Geta, crap any other time. He
braced himself against utter stupidity and said: �What?�

�I
might have� that is, you see I think
I�� Scratched the back of his
neck. Laugh. Looked like their dad.
Dork. �I think I bit Trunks.�

�WHAT?!�

Sheepish
gripan pan style="mso-spacerun: yes"> �Yeah. I bit him. I didn�t mean
to. But do you think that it works the
same as it did for Mom and Dad? I mean
if it was a mating bond, wouldn�t you be able to tell?�

�No;
I wouldn�t be able to tell. Not even
twins can feel their brother�s mating bond.
Not that THAT matters, what is the ONLY thing our parents told us to
NEVER do?� Vegeta gestured in the air�completely
aware that he looked ridiculous�and waited for his brother�s words.

�Well,
itot lot like I was sitting there going �gee, you know what would be real
fun? Biting Trunks!� It just happened.�

�JUST
HAPPENED?!� Vegeta would have hauled
his twin out of the water and whupped his ass like a toddler if not for the
fact that the little demi in question walked up to the waterfall,
yawning�limping a bit�and dressed in a pair of white pants. There was a HUGE FREAKING BITE on his
shoulder.

Vegeta
glared at his brother. �Figure out if
it works the same.�p>

�Vegeta,
how am I supposed to do that?� Goten demanded.
He swam over to the bank, crawled out of the water and grabbed his pants
off the bush he�d tossed them on.

�Tell
him to do something,� Vegeta replied.
According to their father, when their parents first mated Mom had do
exactly as he was told. No objections,
no expectations. And, in fact, as long
as Dad was insistent about it enough, Mom still had to listen. (Not very often, mind you, but
occasionally.)

Goten
pulled his pants on. Turned to look at
Trunks. �Touch your nose,� he said.

Trunks
opened his mouth to say something; got the cutest look on his face like he just
sat on a porcupine, and then pressed his finger to his nose.

�Hop
on one foot,� Vegeta said. And he
did! Ooh, this twin thing was finally
working out to his benefit. Suddenly,
he was extremely grateful that he shared a life force and soul with his
twin! Think of all the embarrassing
things he could make Trunks do this way!

�He�s
my Mate,� Goten said. He was standing
next to Vegeta then, and he shoved him in the chest. �You leave him alone.� He
looked at Trunks. �You don�t have to
listen to Geta,� he said. And Trunks
stopped hopping.

Hours
of amusement were just lost.

The
Demi still had his finger on his nose.
�WOULD SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT IS HAPPENING?�

�Genius
here bit you and made you his mate,� Vegeta said, �Sadly, you�re part of us now
forever.�

�What?�

Goten
sighed. �You can move your
finger.� Then he actually stood there
and waited until Trunks let his finger drop back down to his side. And attempted an explanation: �Well, remember I told you about Saiyans and
their bonding rituals? One way to bond
is to mate. You bite someone while
you�re having sex and you�ve claimed them as your mate. Or.
I don�t know if you have to even have sex with them; just so long as you
intend to do it.� He turned to look at
Vegeta: �Becauidn�idn�t Mom say that
Dad bit him when he was high or something?�

�Drugged,� Vegeta
corrected.

�Whatever.�

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>~~~**

Breath. Trunks told elf.elf. Just.
Breath.

The
sex. That had been mind-blowing
good. Much better than he thought it
would be. And when he woke up wearing
pair of pants that were just slightly too short for him�Goten�s pants,
doubtlessly�next to a rushing waterfall, he realized that he had once again
passed out. Some track record he had
with sex. And he was sore. Of course, Goten had told him he would be,
and he had told Goten the truth. He
wasn�t afraid of pain. Still. It did hurt. And his shoulder hurt too.

So
he had stood up, yawned, went to find Goten.
Found more than just the one twin, he found them both. Looked at Vegeta and considered what he had
found out yesterday. The overly-proud
one was afraid of death. Had died. Had been killed by his brother once, and
apparently had killed his brother once.

�Touch
your nose,� Goten said.

Now
Trunks that was the stupid thing he had ever heard and he certainly was� Well, he apparently was going to do it,
because his finger was on his nose.
Why? And he felt something
tingling, starting at the bite on his shoulder and spreading all down his back,
into his chest, wrapping all around him like invisible fingers.

�Hop
on one foot.� That was Vegeta.

Trunks
thought vindictively that he was definitely not going to do� Dammit!
And he was hopping on one foot while Vegeta stood there the biggest,
stupidest looking grin on his face and a devilish glee in his eyes.

�He�s
my Mate,� Goten said as he shoved his brother.
�You leave him alone. You don�t
have to listen to Geta.�

Trunks was extremely annoyed
that he still had his finger on his nose, was still standing there waiting to
be TOLD what to do, and they two twins apparently knew why. They apparently knew everything, because
every time something happened, they were there with their high and might
bullshit about how �Sigh, they already knew that too.� Well, dammit he wasn�t them. He didn�t know. And he didn�t know what this Mate bullshit was, but he did not
like having to do whatever he was told.
�WOULD SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT IS HAPPENING?�

�Genius
here bit you and made you his mate,� Vegeta said, �Sadly, you�re part of us now
forever.� He leaned against the trunk
of a tree and crossed his arms over his chest.

�What?�

Goten
sighed. �You can move your
finger.� Trunks let his finger drop
away from his nose and waited for the explanation: �Well, remember I told you
about Saiyans and their bonding rituals?
One way to bond is to mate. You
bite someone while you�re having sex and you�ve claimed them as your mate. Or.
I don�t know if you have to even have sex with them; just so long as you
intend to do it.� He turned to look at
Vegeta: �Because didn�t Mom say that
Dad bit him when he was high or something?�

�Drugged,� Vegeta
corrected.

�Whatever.�

What
was wrong with these two that things were judged by some twisted scale of
OKAY? Oh, it�s okay that we killed each
other once. Oh, its okay that our
parents are both men. Oh, its okay that
our father took advantage of our drugged mother. "> Oh, its okay that Vegeta wanted to beat in your head because I
very nearly killed myself by being stupid.
Oh, its okay that I just want to fuck you and leave you to your
miserable little world. IT WAS NOT OKAY.

�The
demi doesn�t look so hot.� That was
Vegeta�s observation, and before any other words could be spoken, the high and
mighty one pushed off the tree, lifted into the air and (Trunks swore on his
life this was true) perked his ears up like a deer. �Did you feel that?�

The
other twin�apparently Trunks� brand new mate�was doing the same. He narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists and
nodded. �Too close,� he said lowly. Then he looked at Trunks. �You can do whatever you want for right
now,� he said. Then he took off after
his departing brother.

Trunks
felt the wind, the waves of dust that stirred up as something exploded. But that was stupid, because the only thing
this close to the�waterfall was� His
home.

~~~~***

Shit. Shit.
Shit. Holy Shit.

Goten
stood next to his brother, watched the last of the home burn. Felt Trunks move up next to him. Felt pain and anger, and wanted to comfort
the demi�his mate�but couldn�t. Because
there was no comfort for that sort of pain.
The two androids were there. 18
right next to 17. He was looking
haggard. Missing one arm. Circuits exposed. He wasn�t even producing energy.
But programming demanded that he come.
That he fight, and he was there.

Goten
reached into his pocket. Slipped the little
device back onto his hand. Something
occurred to him as he straightened the rubber strap.

The
ice cave. The reason they couldn�t get
back to their own time. He felt
Vegeta�s hand on his arm, turned to look at his twin.

�Don�t
give me shit, �Geta. I�m going to go
kill her. You two take care of
17.� He patted his brother�s
shoulder. �I won�t die. You won�t let me.� Knew that it was true.
Moved away from Vegeta, knowing that there were a billion things his
twin wanted to scream at him, and he wasn�t interested in a single one of
them. Because hearing them would change
something, and Goten didn�t want to change anything at the moment.

He
flew up the girl. �He�s not looking so
hot,� he said, motioning toward 17.

Her
icy eyes narrowed at him. �You did this
to him.�

�Want
me to show you how?� Focused a little
ki down into the metal rings on his hand.
Felt the rain start to fall around him.
Thought �Great, now I�m going to get myself electrocuted� and waited for
her to make her move. She punched
him. Twice, lowered her guard as she
attacked, and he smacked his hand against her stupid synthetic face. Focused all his energy, all his anger into
his hand. Felt Ki rising. Thought of Aunt Bulma, who had been in the
Capsule building when they blew it up.
Thought of that little boy they had saved, only to have him killed. Thought of when he was a little boy and
those stupid ice-beings had taken him and Vegeta from where they were
playing. How they had beaten them. Tried to freeze them. Clucked and chattered and promised to kill
them.

Thought
of his mate. Of his brother. Thought that if he had to die to make this
world better, there were worse things to die for.

Exploded
into Super Saiyan. Felt ki change to
electricity as passed from him into the robot before him. Her hands on his arms. Rain.
Water and electricity not good bedmates, he thought just as the first jolt
went through him. Screamed. Felt skin blister, felt her whole body
convulsing as it overloaded. Watched
smoke rise from her ears, her eyes, his arms.
Felt the jolts shocking up his arms.
Into his lungs.

Couldn�t
breath.

Didn�t
care.

Held
on. Wanted to watch her bleed, hated
that the idiot Gero had made them without blood. But>But she spouted oily stuff.
He felt her legs jerk, felt them disjoint. Stop moving. Her power
source was being drained. Trying to
compensate for the damage made. He held
on as that power pumped right back into him.

Screamed
louder.

Thought
of his father and his mother. Of his
baby brother. Wondered if he was ever
going to see him again. Thought of how
his mother looked back when he was pregnant with Vegeta and him. How the world looked there, how it was
supposed to be. Wondered if he should
have told their mother that he would carry them for four months before he
birthed them.

Felt
blood vessels burst. His vision went
white and red. Hair started to
burn. His and hers. Pain was always part of life. He was a Saiyan, fuck pain. He pressed his hand harder, balled up his
other fist, punched, felt metal melting around his fist, pushed it through her
chest, grabbed the core of her, the part that was pumping electricity into his
body, yanked it out.

Tightened
his fist until it cracked. Felt it
explode. Became aware that he was falling. Didn�t really mind it that much, because
Vegeta would catch him. Or Trunks. Someone.
They always did.

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

Yep. Wasn�t that great?!

Trunks:
ERRG! You damn people and your
stupid screwed up views!

Goten:
Methinks he doth protest too much.

Lil�Geta: I
will never speak to you again if you die and leave me in this hellhole with the
demi.

Goten: Why
don�t you just trust me?

Lil�Geta:
Isn�t that what you said before we set off the nuclear reactor?

Jaygoose:

My mother is very laid
back. *very dirty minded * And YEAH Trunks got did! Maybe now he�ll stop being so uptight.

The whole not reviewing thing
should not happen! *makes a stand
* especially not to folks like us that
write such good stuff!

Getarian:

Well, I know what happens in the
cave because (mostly) I�ve finished writing the fic. (I�m always chapters ahead of everyone else.) But I also (occasionally) have no idea what
happens until I write it.

Yes, don�t Lil�Geta and Vegeta
seem very close? He�s always thinking
about his parents. I think that�s so
sweet. (Wonders if Goten thinks of his
parents at all.) (realizes that Goten
is usually busy trying to get into Trunks� pants.)

Thankies for reviewing both
chapters! (Please ignore my little grr.
Moment. I was thinking about skipping
posting on Sundays anyway, as they are generally difficult days to get to the
computer.)

Mechnical
Butterfly:

Well, if you were sick, I won�t
glare. (much.) I�m glad that you liked the chapter, and
Trunks is a snarky little one in bed, isn�t he? (Goten must be rubbing off.)
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