A/N: ((SPOILER!)) Reading Shonen Jump for four months worth after going without, all the stories had me hyperventilating (just like Naruto ^^)! This small scene, practically a one-pager, four panel of Ultimo had me grabbing my battered notebook and scribbling down a short story. If you read that and have a twisted perspective or one of those days, then here's one of the many reads you could end up thinking about. In manga and fanfiction, anything's possible. .
DISCLAIMER: Ultimo and Jealousy sure ain't mine, but Jealousy seems to pop out its little green head sometimes. ^^
Could This Be. . . Jealous Love?
"Ultimo! Look what you did to my hand!"
Jealousy raged at the beautiful doll before him, clinging to the insufferable boy not even deserved the name 'master'. His name-sake surged through him, and even though a mechanical being, Jealousy could feel something other than that when a smirk appeared below half-lidded eyes, sharp with lust.
The sweet tone sauntered out, coated in a tone of dangerous threats that spoke of perverse twistedness.
"Well, of course, Jealousy. You. . . tried to hurt my master with it."
The annoying shouted orders of the one he'd pledged himself to had him preparing to launch his true Noh Power. The last thing Jealousy saw as his body split and his being was taken over by his 'master' was of an innocent-faced Ultimo hanging onto a gaping Yamato.
Jealous anger ran through him, and the Karakuri Doji vowed, one day, he'd make Ultimo his own.
He'd be jealous no more.
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A/N: ^^; Let's just say Ultimo didn't look to 'innocent' in that panel. *snicker* 'You. . tried to hurt my master with it.' Well, . *blush*