Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Jealous Construction ❯ Criticism ( Chapter 9 )

Chapter: 9

Author: Sozoku

Title: Jealous Construction

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho, Dragonball Z or any of the characters except Yuki, Naoko and June. Don't steal…. Even though I know you won't.

Warning: Shounen-ai. If you don't like that then don't read it. No flames. My monsters eat flamers.

AN: Jinzouningen Juunanagou is Android 17!! Sorry if I confused you with the name. It's the Japanese version.

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Yuki tried to keep his face as emotionless as ever, but he was sure it was unsuccessful. He had to lean back to study what seemed to be a youkai, but how did this one get into this dimension? He thought that his father had closed up the portal.

The green skinned youkai had pointy ears that came from beneath a heavy looking white hat. A long white cape that came just above his ankles and pointy looking shoulder pads underneath the cape. The youkai also wore a purple gi and brown elfish looking shoes.

"Never mind my name. All you need to know that you are trespassing in my forest." Yuki caught a glimpse of sharp fangs as the youkai spoke. "You should go home, the forest is dangerous."

"I'm sorry, sir if I'm trespassing in your forest. I did not know that this was your forest." The redhead put on a polite smile. "I am looking for someone."

"Oh…?"

"Have you seen a boy with brownish-red hair wondering around here?" Yuki asked trying to hide that fact that he was a little nervous of the youkai. He didn't like the way the youkai was staring at him almost like he could see Yuki's soul.

"No, I haven't."

Yuki resisted the urge to sigh in disappointed and smiled sadly at the youkai. "Thank you, but if you do see him…Will you please tell me?"

The demon eyed the redhead for what seemed like hours to Yuki before nodding sharply. "I will try, but I'm not promising you anything."

"Thank you! I will take my leave now." Yuki took off deeper into the forest without noticing that the youkai was narrowing his eyes at his back.

"I will have to keep an eye on that, ningen. He seems a little suspicious…" Piccolo thought.

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Mirai stared in the mirror and winced at his own reflection. He looked a mess. His purple hair was covered with dry blood and his left eye was swollen shut from the punch he received from his angry father. Mirai's hunched over the sink and flinched when his elbow came in contact with the cold marble.

"That was the most stupidest thing I ever did." Mirai admitted shaking his head and closed his right eye as he sighed. "I should have known better than to upset, Father."

"Mirai?"

He opened his right eye to look at his mother's reflection through the mirror and stared at the concerned expression on her face. "Yes, Mother?"

"You're hurt." Bulma stated thinning her lips until it was almost white. "Did Vejita do this?"

Mirai hesitated for a moment about to deny that his father did this to him and shook his head. He didn't feel like lying to his mother. "Yes."

"Why? Did you say anything that would make him mad to do this to you?" She asked stepping forward until she was behind Mirai. Bulma bit her lip, nervously. "What did you say?"

"I told him about finding out his affair with Goku-san." Mirai spat out Goku's name like it was a disease and his eyes widened in confusion when his mother just stared at him. "What? Aren't you mad that Father is cheating on you?!"

"Mad? Why would I be mad?" Bulma asked raising an eyebrow in question. Mirai turned around and gazed at him mother in disbelief.

"He-Is-Cheating-On-You." The purple-haired man spoke to Bulma like she was stupid and received a light slap on the arm in return making him wince.

"I'm not stupid, Mirai." She laughed enjoying the way her future son was staring at her with disbelief. Bulma smirked teasingly. "I am about everything that is going on in my house. I even told Vejita that he could see other people, but I was surprised as you were when he choose Goku!"

"So…You're not upset?" Mirai blinked down at his mother in surprise. Bulma shook her head and a sudden thoughtful look appeared on her face.

"It actually find it wonderful that my best friend and husband are going out." She ignored the strange look at her son was giving her and eyed Mirai's injuries, warily. "Lets get you patched up. Don't want to catch an infection, do you?"

"Mother-" Mirai sighed in defeat when Bulma gave him a sharp look, "Okay. I'll go get the bandages."

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~ Flashback ~

Kurama laid on his back as he looked up at the ceiling in boredom. He had nothing to do at the moment. He would go other to Yusuke's house, but the younger man was out shopping with his wife, Keiko for the new baby they were having. Kurama didn't want to interrupt a family moment because he was bored. Although it would be fun to embarrass Yusuke…

The redhead rolled onto his stomach and sighed when he noticed how hot it was. It felt like the sun was burning on his back just to spite him. Maybe he shouldn't have tricked that ningen boy to buying him a drink… Green eyes twinkled with mirth when he recalled that the boy had thought that he was a girl. He had enjoyed the blush of embarrassment that covered the ningen's face when the boy realized that he was not a girl. Kurama chuckled in amazement. To be young again…

"Papa!"

Kurama sat up in surprise to see his son standing in the door of his and Hiei's bedroom. Yuki hadn't come to visit Hiei and him in how many months? Three? Four? Oh yes now he remembered it was four. Green eyes flashed in annoyance. It was all that Yagai's fault that Yuki failed to visit him and he should have just-

"Papa?! Are you listening to me?!"

Kurama managed to put on a sweet smile and tried to show that he really wasn't listening, but it seemed as though Yuki had find out all of his tricks. The Youko in him chuckled mischievously and song that Yuki didn't know all of his tricks.

"What are you laughing about? This is a serious matter! Noraneko-chan could be hurt!" Yuki glared at him, reminding Kurama of Hiei. Ruby eyes glowed with malice. "Fine. If your not willing to help me…I'm sure Yomi-san will."

Instantly Kurama's amusement faded away and glints of gold flashed in his eyes. He and Yomi still weren't at good terms even after Yomi forgiven him. There was so much tense between them that even Hiei was a little bit uneasy. Yomi still had feeling for him and Kurama didn't want the King to get attached to his son. Although Yuki had cut his hair, he still looked just like Kurama, but younger.

"No. I'm help with you whatever you did to do. Just explain to me what happened to Yagai-san." Kurama cleared his throat and listened patiently while Yuki spoke about the camping trip.

~ Flashback Ends ~

Kurama frowned and stared into the fire trying to figure out why he couldn't sense Yagai's energy. It was very usually for this to happen. As he recalled Yagai never was trained anything in his life or learned to hide his energy like most of the trained fighters in this dimension. So how could his energy not be find? Unless….

Kurama moved to the left just as a water balloon was thrown at him from the trees. It the back of Satan Hercules head making the ningen's hair and back completely wet. He managed to hide a grin when he heard on of the boy's complaining. It was those two boys that were always at the Capsule Corps. If he could remember correctly the boy's names were Goten and Trunks. The two half-breeds were trying to play a trick on him all day and didn't manage to get him once. For a moment he wondered what trick would the two boys try to play on him next.

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"Uh…Trunks…I don't think that is Yuki." Goten whispered into Trunks' ear and turned to stare at Yuki. "He doesn't act like Yuki."

"What are you talking about, stupid. That is Yuki. Who in world would have red hair like that?!" Trunks pointed to the back of Yuki's hair and shot his friend an annoyed look. "How can that not be Yuki?"

"His hair is longer."

"He could have gotten my mom to get him a 'hair grower' thing." Trunks explained rolling his eyes.

"His eyes are green."

"Contacts, Ten. Contacts."

"He keeps staring at us."

"What?!" Trunks looked in the direction Yuki was sitting and jumped in shock. Goten was completely correct. Yuki was staring-directly-at them. He turned to his best friend, nervously and grabbed Goten's wrist. "Come on, Ten. Let's go before he comes up here!"

Trunks quickly took to the air with Goten dangling in his tight grip. The black-haired boy whined repeatedly about knowing how to fly while he was dragged away.

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Gohan growled angrily as he walked throughout the woods towards the lake and clenched his fist. He was cold, hungry and annoyed. Not only did Goten and Trunk throw water balloons at him, but also throw his food at him getting his shirt messy. Now he had to go clean it off at the lake.

So caught up in his anger, Gohan did not notice a purple T-shirt hanging from a branch. He also didn't notice black shorts or an over-sized tank top on the ground. He did however notice a white lying on the ground. With curiosity getting the best of him, Gohan crouched down to look at it only to fall back on elbows in shock.

It was white panties!!

It was then that Gohan turned his head to look away, however he got a peep shot of a see a familiar black-haired girl standing up in the river. As if Videl sensed someone was waking her, she looked up and dead straight into Gohan's eyes.

Knowing that he as caught, Gohan stood up quickly, blushing like a very red tomato as he waved his hands in front of him, nervously. "Uh Videl-well you see it was a mistake and I-"

The half-breed was cut off when a rock hit in right between the eyes. It was followed by a loud squeak.

"PERVERT!!!"

"Videl-I can explain!!" Gohan continued to dodge the rock throw at him while Videl closed her eyes tightly, beat red as Gohan as she blindly throw rocks from beneath her feet at the Saiyan.

"Get away you pervert!!!" Videl then picked up a large rock that looked like a ton and launched it towards Gohan with anger. She fumed silently when Gohan was finally brought down by the rock and immediately ran out of the lake. A crimson energy surrounded her while at the same time put on her clothes.

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Hercule tapped his foot impatiently on the ground and then looked at his watch. Where were Videl and that the weakling boy? They were sure taking their sweet time in the forest. Hercule growled at that thought. Maybe that boy was trying to make a move on his baby girl? Hercule clenched his teeth and then smirked.

Videl would never go for a weakling boy like Gohan. She would probably like a strong boy that would match him with his strength. Although all those ideas popped out of his mind when his daughter and Gohan came back to the camp, blushing. Like guilty teenagers they were, they avoided eye contact with him.

'Oh no! Not my, baby girl! She wouldn't make out in the forest with that skinny boy.' Hercule pleaded and covered his eyes tightly with his large hands. 'Not my, baby girl! Please not her!'

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"Where are you going?" Noraneko shouted towards Juunanagou, who was walking away. "You're not leaving me are you? I'll be alone!"

"So what. You were alone before, ningen. So get lost." Juunanagou rolled his eyes and was about to say nasty remark when he suddenly fell on to his knees, couching into his hand. His eyes widened in surprise when he opened his hand only to see blood. "What the hell."

"Hey! Are you okay?" Noraneko ran to Juunanagou's side and placed a hand on the jinzouningen shoulder, only to be pushed roughly away. "Hey!"

"Don't touch me." Juunanagou snapped coldly shooting the ningen a hostile look. He stood up slowly and stared down at Noraneko with an appalled expression on his face. "Don't ever touch me."

"Okay, okay. Take it easy. I was only trying to help." Noraneko reassured waving his hands protectively in front of him. Juunanagou's lips curled in a sneer and crossed his arms.

"I don't need your help, ningen. Just stay out of my way." The black-haired jinzouningen turned on sharply on his heels and looked at his shirt, which was now covered with blood. When he crossed his arms, his bloody hands were wiped on his shirt. "Hn. And this was my favorite shirt, too."

Juunanagou turned to Noraneko with a questionable look on his face. "Where is the nearest mall?" *************************

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