Family Therapy
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Family Therapy
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Sequel to Group Therapy
Which
was the sequel to Mental Therapy, Hormone Therapy & Cross-eyed.
DISCLAIMERS and CAUTIONS:
it, fifty cents and a piece of bubblegum wasn’t enough.
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.
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?)
Okay, just about seven years and seven months (enough time for Vegeta
to be fertile again) havssedssed. 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.
Goten. (he’s a warning all his
own.)
And this is AU. And it’s all
about humor (and the endless lemons.
Goal for this story: get a lemon in every chapter likemonemone
Therapy.)
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pregnant and displeased with his captivity, almost as much as his granddaughter
Aya was) looked up to see his oldest son trudging up to the cage.
Half-dressed. (But then, Kakarot
had told him that their sons had reached SS4 which had prompted a lot of ‘oh
man’ and ‘show offs’ and ‘that’s my dad’ ing to occur within the cage.
this news. Because everyone knew (well,
everyone over the age of idiot) the only way to get that big of a power boost
in the week the twins had been gone was for them to go around killing each
other.
“Hey
Dad,” Masuyo said, jumped up and ran over to the side of the cage.
And his
oldest said: “Oh, great. Cell’s
dead. A lot dead.”
“What
are you doing here?” Gina asked, “Don’t you have to kill yourself now?”
Vegeta
(his son) gave her a look and then shook his head. “No, I don’t. We’ve got
fifteen minutes, so Trunks and Goten are…” he stopped there and looked at Aya
who was glaring right back at him with all the anger and frustration a
six-year-old Saiyan could muster.
what?” she demanded, “You know what.
Don’t tell me. I don’t want to
know. When do we get out of this stupid
thing?!”
“After
Buu,” Vegeta replied.
And
that brought up some interesting questions because nobody had told Vegeta (the
pregnant mother) that Buu was involved in this bullshit at all.
smacked them hard enough they would still be dizzy, but it would have been nice
to know before he got stuck in a cage of children too young to fight off
Buu. It had taken them days to defeat
Buu. Longer than that.
his stupid little sons thought they were so great they could do it in no time?
“Why
are we all stuck in this cage?” Gina asked, “Really. And don’t tell me its because your brother thinks we’re safer
this way because he wouldn’t have built it if he didn’t know something was
going to happen.”
“Well,”
Vegeta said, scratched the back of his head and stretched.
“Why do you even care what would have happened, its not going to.”
she turned, gave him a flick of her tail and ignored him.
“Twins?”
Kakarot asked. Big old goofy grin on
his face like this was the greatest thing.
(apparently his memory was short lived.) “Non-identical twins.
Wow!”
“Right.
As long as none of you try to get out of this cage, you should be
fine. I’ve got to go.”
on his hand. “More fighting.
knowledge that Vegeta was bearing twins.
Which of course, made anyone with eto hto hear about how Vegeta had been
a psychotic asshole with homicidal tendencies and no sense of control while
pregnant had moved over to the opposite side of the cage as him.
him.
“I
was supposed to die today, wasn’t I?” she whispered.yes"> Stupid ass smart kid.
“None
of us are going to let anything happen to you,” he replied.
~~~***
So
Trunks didn’t think it was the best idea.
He often didn’t think these things were the best idea.
his pants and adjusted them until Trunks’ erection was freed.
mouth around him. It wouldn’t last long
anyway. They had fifteen minutes before
him and his brother had to single-handedly face the thing that had destroyed
the entire planet. Which had the
potential to be stronger than it was before the last time his father and mother
fought it and almost died in the process.
So he
slipped his fingers into Trunks, stroked him inside and out and swallowed
against the hardness pressing to his throat.
(Ah, no gag reflex, perk.) Heard
the stifled moan and thought that the sword had to be uncomfortable when
pressed to Trunks’ back like it was.
Spent a moment to feel sorry about that. Then started to hum.
Thrust three fingers into his mate and felt him shaking.
vein on the underside of Trunks’ erection and stroked the spot inside his body
that made him quiver helplessly. Felt
the pulsing response of his body around Goten’s fingers and the throb in his
hardness. Smirked, worked his ers
ers
harder against that spot and hummed faster.
Drove
Trunks relentlessly to the peak of his ability to rn con conscious and just
when he felt his mate going all spotty on him, pulled it back, hummed slower,
stroked softer and was rewarded with the glorious rush of warmth in his mouth
and against his fingers. Swallowed and
gave a final lick to his mate, pulled back, sucked on his fingers much the same
he had sucked on Trunks and tapped on his arm with his fingers.
was doing that beeping thing again that meant they didn’t have time anymore.
“You
are hopeless, you realize,” Trunks said.
Managed to gather his wits enough to fix his pants.
Goten
stood up. “I also fight better when I’m
horny,” he replied, “So does Vegeta.”
secrets you’d like to share?” Vegeta—his brother—demanded.
Goten
grinned, moved back into the middle of the field (that now held little tiny
microscopic bits of Cell) and shrugged.
“I have a few I’m saving for when Masuyo gets a little older.”
“Right.”
Trunks
looked at his watch. “Times up.”
bubblegum, the annoying ass little Buu thing showed up.
superior power. Trunks looked at it and
then looked at the twins. “It does look
like gum.”
“Well,
it’s not,” Vegeta returned. Looked at
Goten, and there was the understood.
The only way to defeat Buu was to destroy it. You couldn’t fight it, it was pointless to even try.
each other to get this power level and working to make the power increase at
will rather than having to wait so long to get it that high.
Vegeta do the same.
Buu
looked at them with such a superior little grin, thought he was the shit, and
Goten didn’t even grin back.
“I
told mom,” Vegeta said as they went yellow with power, “About the twins.”
he replied, felt them pass the second level, “Good.” Then the third, and he tipped his head back and felt his hands
form into claws as dark reddish fur grew out and he shook his hair, looked at
Vegeta and then at Buu. Watched it
bring its hands together with in ain and open its mouth.
cla class=MsoBodyText> They
moved together, kicked the stupid thing before it could talk and spoke as one:
“NOBODY,” they screamed, “USES THE KAMEHAME WAVE” a roundhouse that sent the
pink thing flying. IT’ed over to meet
it and kick it back, “BUT US!” Moved
forward again, charged it, saw Buu keep right on grinning.
Whatever.
It
was still going to die.
~~~***
“Oh,
shit,” Trunks whispered. Didn’t really
feel any sort of panic when he saw Frieza (the robotic one) and his father
appear. He’d killed them both before.
battle behind him and the twins were emanating so much power that it was
leaving scars so deep into the earth that any moment now they could very well
draw oil or magma or something. He
pulled the sword out and looked at the two of them.
“Look
father,” Freiza said, “The little boy thinks it can defeat us.”
He
gave Freiza a look of disbelief. You’d
think after getting killed so many times, the stupid maggot thing d red realize
that talking would not allow you to win.
It just killed you dead. Still,
he wasn’t about to be the one to let the moron in on this secret.
him. Grinned, remembered how afraid of
Goku Freiza was, how terrified of Super Saiyans and let his own hair go
blond. “I’m a Saiyan.”
of the sword and motioned Freiza forward.
But
suddenly whitey wasn’t as into the fight as he ought to have been.
when Trunks would have moved forward, something disturbingly pink ran past him.
“STOP
HIM!”
And
Trunks couldn’t figure out just what the fuck they were talking about, so he
darted forward, out sped the pink thing and slashed Freiza straight in half
before he could get to it. Buu
turned—really ugly up close—and glared at him.
Reached both its hands outs to grab him, as its body started to wiggle
around and reach out too, anunksunks sneered at it, moved to get away but the
parts of his body were almost touching his skin.
The
twins appeared, on either side of Buu and simultaneously punched it in the head
so hard their fists met in the middle, tore a hole clean through him.
fists out and the pink blob regenerated as easily as nothing had happened to
it.
Trunks
moved back away from them, saw King Cold looking absolutely astounded at this
strange turn of events and Trunks raised his hand, figured old ways were the
best ways, and blasted a hole straight through the idiot’s body.
was lying in halves. Destroyed him the
same.
“GO!”
was the yell again. And Trunks shed
td
the sword and left.
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Oh no
Joe!
Goku:
Vegeta: It’s not.
Presta: I must
still be getting laid though. I wasn’t
in this chapter.
Goten: Remember
what I said about those splinters.
Trunks: sick.
Lil’Geta: Uh…not
to be a prick or anything, but could we go back to the fact that we’re FIGHTING
BUU, here, please?
Goten: Whatever.
Goku: I want
sex. *pouts *
Vegeta: Soon.
Webtester 01:
Ah,
so a new favorite everyday. I get
it. ;)
Macha:
I
love that HFIL thing. You know, don’t
tell Jaygoose or anything, but my favorite bad guy isn’t Cell.
Cell saga. I like the androids.
Mechanical Butterfly:
Lol.
Yeah. Dammit; if Lil’Geta would
just stop saying no, you could have a lemon with just the twins.
Yes,
Gohan is making up for lost lemons. I
would pat him, but he seems busy. *ignores
the Gohan-going-ons.* And Yay!
too. I love it.
It’s just so great.