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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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- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-2-something
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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.)

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

Now, it did not often happen (or at least,
Vegeta liked to say it didn�t often happen) but every once in a while, he woke
up rather horny. He hadn�t found a way
to prove it yet, but Vegeta was almost certain he could blame it on
Kakarot. Because his mate was always
horny, some of it had to rub off through the bond of theirs and that is why he
woke up horny.

Of
course, being Kakarot�s mate made solving this problem rather simple. All he had to do was wrap his hand around
Kakarot�s tail, twist it a little until the big baka woke up and pouted about
his poor abused tail. (That was cute,
but he was horny and cute was not what he was going for.) Then he swung one of his legs over Kakarot�s
hips and knelt above him, smirking for a moment while his mate caught up with
him in the horniness department, smiled at him all lecherously and then he sank
down onto his mate�s hardness with an equally lecherous grin.

This
morning, Kakarot murmured something and ran his hands over Vegeta�s
thighs. Up to his waist and pressed his
thumbs into the skin there, thoughtfully and smiled in a completely
non-debauched sort of way. Just a
content little grin that he always got when he watched Vegeta be pregnant. (Not that there was much of anything to look
at considering it had been just over a week that he�d been pregnant. Nothing was outwardly different.) He felt the big palm press flat against his
stomach and Kakarot sat up, wrapped both his large arms around Vegeta�almost like
a hug�and kissed him.

Vegeta
kissed him back, undulated his hips against Kakarot until his mate caught on
and moved his hands down to the hips, helped him in this process of shifting
and lifting and kept right on kissing him, sloppily, almost, and needy. Their tails curled up�they usually did, and
it was disgustingly cute.

There
was something strange about this, something a bit out of place with the feeling
of heavy and lightness, the strange way that he could feel Kakarot so far
inside of him, painfully deep almost and yet there was no sweating and cursing
and straining, only the movement of his own hips against Kakarot�s the hard
stomach pressed to his erection and the hardness probing deep inside him.

He
felt the power building, watched with utter fascination as Kakarot�s hair
bleached out yellow again and wondered just what the fuck was happening to him
and his mate and suddenly�a strange suddenness�he wondered just where his twin
sons were. And Bardock. Wanted all of them where he could see them.

To
prove they were alright.

Heard
Kakarot mumble something, and he dropped his head to Vegeta�s shoulder, pressed
his mouth to the claim scar and dug his teeth down into the skin again.

~~~***

Goten
kicked Presta�s bed. Knocked the girl
out and when she glared up at him, he just gave her a grin and shook his head
at her sadly. She hissed at him, shook
her blond hair�she never wore those earrings anymore�and climbed to her feet. Narrowed her eyes in the darkness and looked
at his hand. Grabbed it and pulled it
up where he could see it. (As if he
couldn�t already see his own damn hand.)

�What�s
this Dad?� she demanded. Flicked the
ring on his finger. �This is that
ki-repressing stuff isn�t it?�

He
nodded. �Certainly is. But that isn�t your problem.� He shook his head to get the dirt out of his
hair yet again, wondered just how badly everyone was going to hate him when
they found out what he was keeping from them.
Figured oh well if they did, they were all alive to hate him, and that was
the important part.

�What�s
my problem then?�

�Well,�
he said, grinned again, �You need to go get Gohan and bring him to the leaf
place.�

�Right,
I�m going to go find Gohan at,� she looked at the clock, �Four a clock in the
morning and his wife is just going to let him leave with me?�

�Well,
Presta, dear, I didn�t figure you were going to ask his wife. I don�t give a damn how you get him
there. Hog tie him and drag him behind
you or seduce him with your pretty golden tail, I don�t care. Get him there.�

She
looked just slightly put-off by this statement. �Seduce him? Isn�t he
like�my�uncle or something?�

He
just rolled his eyes at her. �Right,
he�s your uncle and Trunks is my brother.
So get over it. I need him
there, Presta and that�s the important thing.�
Then he patted her pretty golden head and turned to leave. Knew that she would do exactly what he had
told her to do and left it like that.
She would get Gohan there by force or something else.

He
went down the hall and found Trunks picking up Aya�who was still sleeping�Amaya
was already wrapped up in his tail and sleeping against his back as he patted
their daughter�s head. �I�ve got them,�
he said, �Go get your parents.�

~~~***

Pounding
on the door probably wasn�t the best course of action, especially if you were
trying to be covert. But fuck the
humans, she wasn�t here for their petty asses.
She just wanted one petty ass and that was Gohan. Not that she felt he had a petty ass or not
that she had an opinion of his ass at all.
She pounded on the door with her fist until it started to cave in and
then just when it would have finally broken, it was yanked open by an angry
brunette in only a fluffy pink bathroom.

Videl.

�I
need to talk to Gohan,� Presta said.

�No,�
Videl said.

�Fine,�
Presta pushed past her and ignored the screeching that informed her she was an
ill-mannered pest. Climbed the stairs
and found Gohan getting dressed in his bedroom. Shut the door before the Videl-bitch could try and shove it open
and looked at him. �Hey, Gohan,� she
said, �I�ve come to get you and take you away from this bullshit for a few
days. Its important.�

He
gave her a weird look. Sniffed the
air. Then looked at her more
seriously. �What horrible timing,� he
muttered. Yanked the shirt he had been
holding over his head and grabbed his shoes.
Took her by the elbow and pushed her towards the window in his
room. �Alright, lets go.�

They
knocked the window out (because how gave a damn about a window) and took off
flying. She pointed in the direction
they were going to go and he pulled his shoes on in mid-flight. Which was a pretty impressive talent in
itself, considering how it took concentration to remain flying.

�Why
is it horrible timing?� she asked.

He
just gave her a smirk. �You
smell�that�s why.� But he didn�t say
anything further, and it could have just been her imagination, but he seemed to
be putting a great deal of space between her and himself.

~~~***

Vegeta
(the twin one) could have sworn the cage was not this big when it was in the
lab. Goten just shrugged when he said
this and pointed out that it could have been because the lab made it look
small. But he didn�t think that was the
reason. He stood outside the cage
(which now housed everyone but Presta and Gohan) and had to admit that if he
was going to be forcibly restrained, this cage would be the way to go. There was enough space in it for them (all
of them at once) to turn in a circle with their arms held out at their sides
and not hit anyone. In fact, they
wouldn�t even be that close to anyone else.

Still,
whatever excuse Goten gave his parents had to be a damn good one, because Mom
and Dad weren�t putting up much of a fight when it came to the cage. In fact, the only one of them that kept
trying to get out (Goten hadn�t closed the door on the cage yet, because once
it was closed it wouldn�t open again, and Gohan and Presta weren�t in there
yet) was little Aya. She kept wandering
out of it, and Trunks kept turning her around and shoving her back in.

Aya
was also the only one of them that had anything with her. And she had a stupid metal box. (It looked familiar but he couldn�t place
it.)

Then
appeared Gohan and Presta, and she gave her father a dead glare and motioned
Gohan into the cage. �Why did you want
us all in this thing anyway?� Presta asked, �Are you testing it out again?�

Goten
kicked the supports out of the way and the last side of the cage slammed
shut. He dropped down to his knees and
welded the edges together at the same time Trunks did the opposite side and
Vegeta moved forward, welded the middle shut and then the three of them stepped
back.

Trunks
looked at his watch. �Ten minutes.�

�What�s
going on?� Mom demanded.

�Well,�
Goten heaved a rather large sigh, �You�re stuck. We,� he motioned to the three of them, �Have to go kill a lot of
bad things, but while we do, all of you are stuck in there. Good luck trying to get out. You can�t bend the bars, you can�t slip
through the cracks and you can�t IT.�

�What
are you killing?� Dad asked. Didn�t
yank on the bars, and sounded almost slightly calm despite the fact that he was
now locked in a giant metal cage.

�Freiza,
King Cold, Cell, Buu, and the androids,� Goten said, �A couple of versions of
that first set. We fucked it up,� he
pointed at the three of them again �And we�re fixing the problem. In the highly unlikely event that we die,
the cage will open up. Unless all three
of us are dead, you won�t get out until you figure out something I haven�t
thought of or the fights finished.�

�Why
are you wearing the ring Dad?� Presta asked.

Goten
shrugged. �You�ll find out.�

�Five
minutes,� Trunks said.

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

Yeah! A little lemon. A baby
lemon. Aw�isn�t it so cute?

Goku: Yes, it was
cute.

Vegeta: It could
have been more exciting.

Goten: *sigh
* I am such an asshole.

Lil�Geta: Yes you
are.

Trunks: Hey, can
they still ground us?

Goten: Probably.

Lil�Geta: They�re
still the parents, after all.

Jaygoose:

�Like
the bastard.� Sounds like you really
love him� But then I mostly like the
bastard in this one too.

Webtester01:

Lol. Yeah.
You lecture Presta! Lecture all
the way!

Mechanical Butterfly:

Gasp. I never noticed Videl spelled Devil. Wow.
*glomps MB * Thanks for pointing
that out!

Hm. Maybe your computer feels it is too
abused. Perhaps something nice would
help it get over its malfunction.
*ponders this *

EleneK:

Oh,
don�t apologize, I didn�t mean to make you feel that you should apologize. *sheepish little grin * You�ve seen that I can very well ignore a
character for chapters (or whole stories) without any real problem. Its because I write everything from
memory. I have only the copy of one
chapter on my computer at any given time.
So�mostly its all in my head.
Always welcome people reminding me that I�m neglecting something. Jumpstarts me brain. ;)
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Sequel to Group Therapy