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[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

A/N: THIS WILL BE THE LAST INSTALLATION TO THIS MINI-SERIES CHAPTER. NJOY!

KALRAGETSUSEI

CHAPTER LXXVIII

RETALIATION’S A BITCH…BUT AIN’T HE SWEET
(PART 3)

“How do you expect us to read these with our hands bound as they are?” Jeffery Coles expostulated and attempted to lift his cuffed hands.

Taking the hint but knowing that the Irish bastard was a slime wad from the deeper reaches of Makai, Vegeta moved to relocate the dog’s hands from behind him to the front then refastened the restraints to the hardwood floor.

With a growl of annoyance that his freedom was denied, Coles shifted his attention to the packet in front of him. Lifting the envelope, the Irish businessman removed the contents and gasped as did others who were married to several of Quatre’s sisters.

“What is the meaning of this? You can’t just divorce us as if the union had no meaning!” Coles lamented.

“Oh, but we can, especially after we found out where several million units of currency had been filtered to. These documents had been drawn up along with the pre-nuptial and the marriage licenses in order to safeguard our family fortune from vultures like you. Also, contained therein, are disinheritance documents releasing your followers from ever gaining access to what would have been theirs had they not chosen your paths of death, war and destruction. We will never forgive you for the harm you perpetrated upon our family name and our little brother who has done nothing to warrant such hatred from the likes of you,” Iria snarled, voicing the sentiment of herself and her sisters.

“Of course, this little incident didn’t even have to occur, these documents state that even a mere suspicion is reason for the termination of the contract,” Marissa, another of Quatre’s vast sisterhood proclaimed.

The captives turned their attention to the documents before them when…

“Are you out of your flamin’ mind, Vegeta? There’s no way I’m givin’ half my dad’s company away!” Bulma fumed.

“I’m not asking you to give it away, I want nothing from you. I was thinking about the children we co-created but if that is your final answer, we will establish our own company. We have the technology and may even surpass you,” the middle Saiyan prince replied.

With a huff, Bulma turned back to the documents laid out before her. The room was silent until a gasped breath was heard.

“No, no, he couldn’t. Why, he was supposed to make her happy,” a voice hitched in the attempt to hold back a sob.

Sensitive ears picked up the hitch and Hiei flitted to the side of his mate and soul half.

“Fox..” his deep voice asked an unspoken question.

Kurama turned to his smaller (?) mate, emerald eyes drowning in unshed tears as he turned away from his computer screen. Shuichi H. noted that his brother was distressed and moved to see what was amiss.

“Shu-chan, what is it, my brother?” the other Shuichi asked.

Hiei had moved and embraced his love’s head to comfort him and Kurama clung to the black cowl as if it were a life-line in a dangerous sea.

“L-Look at that news feed I just pulled up,” the fox turned human gulped as a lump had settled into his throat as he buried his face into Hiei‘s chest. ‘Oh, Hi-chan, love, I wished for mother’s happiness but have only furthered her pain,’ the fox spirit spoke in his mate’s language.

Shuichi H. looked at his brother’s laptop screen and blanched. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

“S-S-Should we tell her?” the slightly younger Shuichi asked.

“I’m sure she can tell by my meltdown that it’s bad news,” the red-head sniffed.

“Tell me what?” a soft voice cooed. “Oh, that,” Shiori said in a despondent voice as she lifted her hand to run gentle fingers through her son’s red hair. “I know, Shuichi. I knew the moment he stopped touching me that he was cheating on me plus some of the funds your dad had left to me began to dwindle. And, no, you haven’t furthered my pain, love. I have a wonderful second son who adores his brother,” Shiori continued.

“And is head over heels about his mommy,” the other Shuichi gave a watery smile. “Go calm yourself down and I’ll fix this,” and with a determined nod, Shuichi took residence in the seat after his brother got up.

“I’ll gut him like a fish, Kitsune, just say the word,” Hiei offered as he took Kurama to a quiet place to comfort the distraught human-fox.

Venturing over to the site of the commotion, Vegeta peered at the computer screen then shook his head. “My, Hatanaka, you have been a bad boy. Does that little frill know you have a wife and two sons, one who could give me lessons on being cold-hearted and ruthless? I wonder what the Extortioner will make of that piece of cake?” the Saiyan prince mused.

“NO! Y-Y-WOULDN’T?” the industrial mogul screamed.

Not waiting for authorization, the younger Shuichi’s finger ‘accidentally’ slipped and hit the send command on the pc which sent the video feed straight to the WE office.

“Oops, sorry. I guess Hatanaka industries will be facing a lot of problems shortly and no, I have not buried myself. For the past few years, brother and I have been bleeding the company to save it from financial ruin due to your ‘mishandling’ company funds. I’m sure taxation would love to read the novels you’ve written,” Hatanaka Shuichi smirked in a manner like his brother in fox-spirit form.

“ Boy, I-I-I…”

“You’ll what, old man? Cut off my allowance? Disinherit me? ‘Fraid not because I now own Hatanaka Industries,” the young man smiled in triumph, his mission completed.

Gohan sat watching vid-feed from the Cell Games, specifically Hercule’s humiliation. Goten was looking over his shoulder with wide-eyes.

“I was told that buffoon defeated Cell but that’s you! I always had the feeling it was you, big brother, especially with the Buu thing,” the younger son of Kakarrot spoke.

“Whatada mean, ‘buffoon? I’m the greatest Martial Arts fighter this planet has to offer! I could even beat you into the ground!” Hercule spouted proudly.

“I’d like to see you try. That spectacle just a few hours ago proved what a coward you really are,” Goten went on.

Discussion and threats continued to fill the air until all papers were signed, companies and funds transferred and those that had masterminded and carried out the attacks on the deviants soon found themselves handcuffed and being roughly escorted to waiting helicopters to be taken away to stand justice. Vegeta and Sakyou disqualified teams whose sponsors had been arrested and sent the disagreeable humans away with a strong caution never to interfere in their lives again.

Once the humans had gone, the teams took hold of anyone who knew Instant Transmission and returned to the hotel to freshen up and change for dinner.

As he dressed, Vegeta could not dismiss the look of utter devastation on the face of the red-head Shuichi. The boy looked as if his entire world had caved even though he was the owner of Earth’s third largest communications corporation and wealthier than many not-yet-twenty year olds, the boy was not happy.


Similarly, Hiei was also at a loss as to his fox’s current distress and, despite everything he did, the fox would not cheer. Reaching his near wits end, the fire lord left his suite in search of the only being he felt could bring Kurama about: the boy’s human mother.

“I’m sorry for what happened, kaasan, and I know brother is devastated. He feels he’s shamed you,” H. Shuichi spoke to his stepmother.

“He could never shame, Shu-kun, I love him as only a mother could and he cannot do any wrong by me. I have to tell him so,” Shiori concluded just as Hiei entered the sitting room of the woman’s suite.

“Oh, Hiei, I’m on my way to Shurama. Is there anything you needed?” she asked.

“I was just coming to see if you…Kurama needs you,” the fire lord replied gruffly, still not used to the genteel ways of humanity.

Shiori smiled at her son-in-law and leaned up to peck him on the cheek. “That is precisely what I intend to do. Shu-kun has told me Shurama thinks I am disappointed in him with Hatanaka but I gained another beautiful son. Now, let’s go cheer up the fox!” Shiori smiled and the trio left her suite and headed to one of the many honeymoon suites the hotel had to offer.

Entering the room, it was not lost on how quiet the atmosphere was and Hiei gave a shudder. Such a feeling did not bode well and the sensitive fire lord knew something was amiss.

“Get comfortable, something’s not right,” Hiei said then flitted form the sitting room to where his senses were leading him. “FOX! No, Kurama, hang in there!” Hiei snarled as he lifted his unconscious mate then caught sight of blood. “Tell me you didn’t do this, fox? Shiori loves you, she doesn’t blame you!” Hiei fretted then put two fingers to his head and winked from the suite. “Here, mend him, he slit his wrists,” the fire lord growled as he lay the unconscious and barely alive fox on a gurney then returned to Shiori and H. Shuichi. “Come, that stupid mate of mine, your son, tried to take his life. You gotta tell him you love him despite what your husband has done,” and with that, Hiei IT-ed the two into the medical room.

“He is resting, lord. We put a drip of Senzu bean/cheery berry/Slugarthan blood mix into his arm then covered him with Aracnian webbing to speed his healing. He should be the thing in a few hours,” an attendant told the black clad fire apparition.

“Why wait a few hours when he can be the thing now? I picked up on your distress, my brother, and had to come see what was amiss. Hello, Shiori-chan, Shuichi-san. I will heal Kurama of his wounds,” a soft voice spoke.

All eyes turned and found six Ice Maidens and a very concerned silver vixen enter the room. The Ice Maidens moved to Kurama, stretched forth their hands and light blue energy waves emitted from their palms. Within minutes, the fox spirit turned human regained consciousness and at that instance, the red-head was pummeled from three sides; two slaps to his face and a whack to his head.

“Hey! Nice to know you all love me, what was that for?” Kurama asked as he slowly sat up and rubbed the sore spot in the back of his head.

“DON’T YOU EVER TRY ANYTHING SO STUPID LIKE THAT AGAIN, YOU UNDERSTAND?” several voices shouted simultaneously.

“Wha-What…?

“Why, Shu-chan? We love you,” Shiori cried as wrung her hands together.

“Brother, I don’t understand, why?” Shuichi H. asked, concern in his voice.

“Think of the five kits that are growing in those AW things Vegeta placed them into. I need you, fox. Without you, I-I-” Hiei trailed off, not comfortable showing his feelings in a crowd, thus he simply threw his arms around is beloved and gave into his sorrow.

Kurama returned the embrace and looked up to his mother and brother, his jade eyes drowning in moisture themselves. “I-I’m sorry, but… Oh, kaasan, I never wanted to cause you so much pain, but it seems that’s---” Shuichi’s rant was halted by a light yet firm pressure on his lips.

“Hush, you never caused me pain nor a minute’s grief. Sure, you were a little difficult at times but it’s a par of life. Besides, hasn’t it been just you and me, kid, until just a year or so ago? What makes you think I’d place Hatanaka above you, my one? Is your faith in us still shaky because of who you are?” Shiori asked, eyes still pained.

Kurama felt a deep stab to his once stone heart at the sight of the three most precious persons in his life in a deep sorrow that his actions caused and vowed to himself to avoid such actions again. Lifting his head and squaring his shoulders, the silver Kitsune nodded to himself.

“I vow this day to never do anything so cowardly again and if I ever feel this disheartened over causing hurt again, Hiei, you have my sole permission to beat the shit outta me and I’ll return to Makai for one year to get my act together,” the fox informed his loves of his decision.

“I’ll hold you to that, fox. Now c’mon, time for the beating of your life,” Hiei ordered with a wicked smirk playing on his face.