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Family Therapy

By: CardDragonBall
folder Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult ++
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Family Therapy



Card



Sequel to Group Therapy


Which
was the sequel to Mental Therapy, Hormone Therapmp; mp; Cross-eyed.



 



DISCLAIMERS and CAUTIONS:



style='font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>A.      
No. *sighs heavily *style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I still don’t own DBZ, DBGT or DB.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I tried to buy it out, and wouldn’t you know
it, fifty cents and a piece of bubblegum wasn’t enough.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> *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.style="mso-spacerun: yes">



style='font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>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?)



style='font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>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.) herehere is SLASH
(homosexuality) and there is *gasp and shudder * straight sex.style="mso-spacerun: yes">
SAIYANS. (I consider this a warning.)style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Humor.
Goten. (he’s a warning all his
own.)
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style='font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>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.)
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~****



His
mate had long ago discovered that with Trunks, at least, a little head went an
awfully long way. One of the very few
weaknesses that Trunks had was seeing his mate on his knees in front of him.style="mso-spacerun: yes">
Feeling his mouth on him.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Hands on his hips and the way the bastard
knew exactly how to push him to that edge and then always pulled way with a
grin and a swipe of his tongue over his lips.
Looked up at him with the devilish grin.



So
Trunks looked back, panting now, with his naked shoulders presagaiagainst the
wall and one hand in the dark hair the other just there, hanging.style="mso-spacerun: yes">
“Don’t,” he said as he panted, “Think this
will change my mind.”



Goten
stood up and sucked on his neck, murmured something he couldn’t hear and thenokedoked at him. “I’m not going to be
gone long at all…” A pout.style="mso-spacerun: yes">



“Just
remember,” Trunks said to him, leaning forward so his lips almost touched
Goten’s as he talked, “If you cheat on me, you’ll be celibate for life.”style="mso-spacerun: yes">
Heard the whimper that came from his mate
and smirked as the fingers dug into his legs and pulled him up, so he was wrapped
around Goten’s hips.



 



~~~***



“You are not going to use that time machine again,”
Vegeta (mother) said. He stood in the
yard between his house and Bulma’s with the whole damn family standing there
with him. Little Radditz in his arms
(sleeping finally) and the girl twins with their father (who was giving them
very cautious looks to make sure they weren’t pooping on him again.)style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Bardock was standing as far away from his
father as possible (yeah, that whole thing where they found out about the bribe
concerning Aya getting naked had made Bardock a wee bit wary of his father’s
occasional wrath.) Masuyo was shaking
his head, Aya was pouting and Gina was virtually growling.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> <
<

Trunks
however, was just smirking. Wagging his
tail behind him as he watched them and grinning like a mad man.style="mso-spacerun: yes">
Like it was so damn amusing.style="mso-spacerun: yes">



“Mommy,”
Goten said from within the machine, “Its not that big of a deal.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> We’re just going to go drop Presta and Gohan
off for a little while and then pick them up again. It’ll only be like a half an hour.”



“And
you honestly think you can manage not to cause trouble?” he asked.style="mso-spacerun: yes">
Would have crossed his arms over his chest,
but they were rather busy holding his son at the moment thusthus he couldn’t do
that. But Goten knew that he would have
done it if he could.



“Honestly?”
Vegeta (his son) asked, “No. But we can
always try.”


“That’s
not fucking funny,” Gina snapped, “You’re not supposed to leave pregnant people
alone, you know.” She kept her distance
though, and had her arms crossed over her chest (because her baby was still
inside of her and making her rather rotund, finally, which made Vegeta grin
because it served her right for being so thin for so long.)style="mso-spacerun: yes">



“It’ll
only be for a few minutes,” Goten said.
Looked at the two passengers.
“Gohan is so sitting on your lap, ‘Geta.” They just kept flipping switches while they talked, turning dials
and messing with things. It was like
watching an orchestra, the way they did it.
Beautiful and serene and so perfectly memorize and conducted.style="mso-spacerun: yes">



“Why
are you grinning?” Gina demanded from Trunks finally. And the lavender-haired Saiyan turned to look at her.



“Oh,
he’s giving up three months of sex for this venture, that’s why.”style="mso-spacerun: yes">
Grinned broader and moved awaom tom the
machine when it started to whirl and cough.
Goten (who was standing up inside of it) looked at the big glass top as
it started to close. He sat down and
Presta (who was floating around uselessly) reluctantly sat on his knees.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Gohan made the most interesting face, like
he was disgusted and Vegeta rolled his eyes and grabbed his demi-brother by the
new regenerated tail and yanked him down so he didn’t knock his head against
the glass.



“As
if you’ll really be able to hold out,” Gina said.



Trunks
shrugged. “I’m not as naturally horny
as the rest of you. And,” he grinned in
even broader amusement, “I have nothing against masturbation.”style="mso-spacerun: yes">



To
which Aya astutely demanded: “What’s masturbation?”



“Its
sex without another person,” Trunks said.



Aya
crinkled her little nose and said: “Where’s the fun in that?”style="mso-spacerun: yes">
Then waved at her father as the machine started
to lift off the ground, grabbing her Mother by the hand and crawling up his
side to sit on his shoulder and keep waving with all her little might until the
damn thing disappeared with an ear-shattering scream.



 



~~~***



The
babies were sleg.
All three of
them. Goku laid on the bed next to
Vegeta, very, very quietly and thought that it was about time he got some
sleep. Those stupid twins had said
‘half hour’ and it had been two days.
Two days of watching Gina storm around the house like a possessed woman,
heavy with pregnancy and angry and tearful.
He had avoided her as best he could, and thankfully Trunks handled her
when she started screaming. The older
kids behaved themselves, fully realizing that a worried Vegeta was not your
friend no matter the situation. Even
little Aya who had the full power of cute on her side had not even thought of
doing something wrong.



“What
do you think they’re doing?” he whispered.



“Ending
civilizations,” Vegeta replied, “Making s’mores. Being stupid. Why are you
asking me this?” Ah.style="mso-spacerun: yes">
That annoyance with everything even extended
to Goku, a thing for which he would have to repay his lovely sons as soon as he
saw them again. But now, he just patted
Vegeta and rubbed his back for him.
Tried to be very reassuring, but there was just no reassuring the mother
of the twins. Especially when the two
of them knew exactly what sort of messes their sons could get themselves
into.



“Aw,
they’re fine, Geta. If they weren’t
fine, then Gina and Trunks would know.”
Yes. Logic always worked for
Goten. (It didn’t so much help him, or
Vegeta really because they could image a ton of things that could happen to
their sons that wouldn’t even alarm their mates. Most of them involved some sort of torture.style="mso-spacerun: yes">
Or their sons being responsible for the
destruction of yet another timeline.)
There was a lot of quiet then, and he sighed. Continued to pet Vegeta and realized that nothing was going to
reassure his mate. Which made him
wonder if maybe one of the children had imparted to their mother part of their
adventures that they had never imparted to their father.style="mso-spacerun: yes">



 



~~~***



“He
didn’t have to go,” Gina repeated. Slopped
the oatmeal into the bowl of one of the children (she was angry enough now that
she couldn’t really tell them apart anymore) and glared at Trunks who was just
so damn fucking patient with everything that it made her physically ill.style="mso-spacerun: yes">
He was just standing there, holding little
Radditz, feeding the little boy a bottle and giving her a strange sort of look
like he had great sympathy for her but she was still overreacting.style="mso-spacerun: yes">



Because
they both knew that their children had come to sleep in their beds not for the
mother’s sake but because they knew their father’s could very well be DYING
right this minute somewhere. Little Aya
followed her mother around, one small hand on Trunks’ tail and the other where
she could suck her thumb and look at them with big wide eyes.



“Gina,”
Trunks said with a sigh, “If Goten had gone and Vegeta hadn’t there is a very
real possibility that Vegeta would have died.
So would have Goten.”



Oh.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> That was a fucking comfort.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “They should have just waited, it’s not like
anything would have been any freaking different in two months after the baby
was fucking born, now would have it?
That’s what a TIME MACHINE is about!”



“They
could have waited,” Trunks agreed, “But we would have been no better off having
to deal with Presta for two solid months the way she was.”



There
were tears in her eyes. She knew there
were tears in her eyes and she was fucking sick of crying all the damn time,
sick of her son giving her a wide-eyed look that just begged the question ‘is
my daddy really gone this time’ and she didn’t know and it was driving her
crazy. A half an hour, they said, and
it had been THREE SOLID DAYS. THREE.



THREE!



THREE!



THREE!



She
just sighed and turned the stove off. “Why
aren’t they back yet?” she asked.



Trunks
shrugged. “I don’t know.style="mso-spacerun: yes">
But they will be back, trust in that.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> And we would know if they were otherwise
unable to return. So stop worrying so
much. You’re giving me a headache.”



She
gave him a sneer, which was as close to a smile as she could get without
punching someone. Then picked up her
own bowl of the oatmeal slop stuff and went to sit down at the table with
Bardock and Masuyo. They were quiet,
and still and it was just highly unnatural.
Silence weighed down on the room, and the food tasted like dirt.



She
didn’t even look up when the door opened, just stabbed her spoon into the brown
mush and frowned.



“As
they say: Ass Monkey!style="mso-spacerun: yes">
Who in the hell died here?”style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Followed by much laughter, someone punching
someone.



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



Lil’Geta:
This is what I think of the story.
*thumbs down *



Goten: Oh,
shut up.



Vegeta: I am
not a Nervous Nelly!



Goku:
*reading other story *



Lil’Geta: It’s
a great story that involves wonderful things…



Goten: Such
as Gohan’s first…



Gohan: Shut
the up! up!



Card:
Hopefully the first chappie of that *other * story will out
tomorrow. Still no word on the
title. Probably some play on A Prince
Among Men or something. Maybe just APAM
2. Or a Kakarot among Kings or
something stupid. Or…style="mso-spacerun: yes">
*continues to rattle of idiot titles *



 



Angry Monkey:



Yay!style="mso-spacerun: yes"> It’s back and its… well, not finished, not really.
There is one more chappie.
Hopefully, however, folk will read the APAM sequel and find out what the
twins did. It’s going to be tricky to
write the next chappie without spoilers.



 



Jaygoose:



Huzzah?style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Yay!
I got a huzzah! Anywho, I am
very pleased that you have a deadline for Kilika. *is grinning * That means
I have a higher chance of actually being able to read it.



 



Lenora:



Really?style="mso-spacerun: yes"> *twinkly eyed * That’s great!



 



Macha:



Goten
came up with the evil scheme about making Gohan learn the language.style="mso-spacerun: yes">
It makes the most sense.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> He’s just trying to eliminate reasons for
the boy to get picked on.



Who
was it that asked about taking the Hormone therapy to the APAM universe?style="mso-spacerun: yes">
I can’t remember. Someone mentioned that a while ago in the reviews.



 



Webtester 01:



Me
neither…either? I want to know what
happens too.



 



EleneK:



…naw,
Gina probably is capable of sympathizing with Chichi now.style="mso-spacerun: yes">
Not that she will but she is capable of it
now. *frown * As for the lemon thing, I really don’t know what happened to my
lemony feeling. *sighs *style="mso-spacerun: yes"> But it has gone for a short while.style="mso-spacerun: yes">



 






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