Discalimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho
Chapter 5
Kazuma stood, scared stiff, inside the doorway to his apartment. He was exactly how he remembered him. Big, imposing, scary........he hated the way he looked at him. For a moment they just stood there staring at each other, one with an oblivious look of terror, the other a look of amusment. Kazuma wanted to run, to hide, to do anything to get away.
Shizuru pulled Kazuma inside the house,
"I'm sorry Dad, I don't know why he's being like this."
"He's probably just nervous at seeing me again is all." Replied Kazuma's fathers cool voice. It seemed to have a charming effect but it made Kazuma want to puke. He hated when he talked like that.
"Shizuru, if you don't mind, I think I'd like to have some time alone to catch up with Kazuma. Then maybe we can meet up with you and your mother for dinner."
"All right, me and mom can go grocery shopping. Sorry again about Kazuma."
"That's fine."
His father's eyes gleamed. Soon Kazuma's sister and mom were off to the market. Kazuma sat nervously fidgeting at the kitchen table. His father was making tea.
"So tell me Kazuma, are you keeping up with your studies?"
"Yes."
"Shizuru said you were part of a gang." His father sounded almost menacing, venom lacing his words. Kazuma got the impression that if he answered wrong his father would explode. "Is that true?"
Kazuma never answered but instead stared down at his hands.
"I see. So you think you're tough, eh?" Kazuma's father stared down at him.
"No....."
Kazuma was suddenly struck on the head with a tea cup, the tea scolding his head. He whimpered.
"Good. I don't want you to forget it. Things have changed since I was last here and I don't like it. You will do what I say, when I say, understood?"
"Yes."
"I have a name."
"Yes, Jay."
'Jay' stared at Kazuma.
"Do you remember the games we used to play?"
Kazuma was caught. Should he answer that? He could feel the blood trickle down the side of his head. He weakly shook his head in the positive and felt nausious when Jay's grin widened. Jay, he hated Jay. Stupid Jay and his stupid name and his stupid games.
"Well I'm glad you remember, I thought they were quite fun."
"I..I won't let you."
Jay sneered.
"You'll do whatever the hell I tell you to do."
"No."
"Yes you will." Jay's demeanor suddenly changed. "Now tell me, do you have any friends?"
"No, Jay."
"Good, and I want you to stay away from that gang."
"Yes, Jay."
"I'm glad we understand each other." He paused. " My, my Kazuma where did you get that big cut on your head?"
"I slipped on the table and the tea fell on me." Kazuma said like a little kid forced to memorize a passage.
"That's right, and you're lucky it doesn't need stitches."
Kazuma barely registered what Jay, his father, was saying. What about team Urameshi? What about his gang? He couldn't just avoid them, the only way to avoid Urameshi was if you dropped off the face of the Earth and even then he had a pretty good chance of finding you. What if Yusuke found out? What if Hiei and Kurama and his gang found out? They would hate him, they would be disgusted with him. He knew they would because he even felt that way about himself. He wanted to die.
He had just agreed with everything his father had told him. He couldn't. He wouldn't. What could he do? His father hadn't threatened his family or friends. Yet. Maybe he could put up with this, as long it didn't get any worse. And if it did get worse he'd fight. He could kill 'Jay' with his spirit power. But what if Jay had more spirit power than Kazuma? Jay had used his spirit power to hurt Kazuma before. What if he had gotten stronger? What if he could beat Kazuma? Kazuma was shaken from his reverie when Jay reached across the table and slapped Kazuma on the head on his freshly made cut. Kazuma wanted to howl, it stung! He brought his hand to his head, wincing. Jay laughed.
"You should have been listening."
"Sorry."
"You are to call me father around any prying ears."
"Yes father."
"Well, aren't you going to say anything other than 'yes, father' or 'no, fahter'. It's getting damned annoying."
"...."
"Well?"
"....where have you been?"
"Wouldn't you like to know. I missed you though."
"Missed hurting me you mean." Kazuma felt sickened. Missed him? He sure didn't miss Jay.
"Yes, that most of all. You remember all my lessons I hope."
"Yeah." Kazum wanted to sink into the ground and never come back.
"Tell me."
"No."
"You'd rather we relive it. I agree, it would be fun."
"No."
"Stop with the one word answers boy, it's annoying. Here, take your jacket off."Jay reached over and started pulling at Kazuma's coat.
"Take your hands off me." Kazuma nearly shreiked, though it came out as nothing but a low whisper. "It you ever touch me again, I'll kill you."
"What makes you think you can Kazuma." Jay answered in an equally low whisper albeit a little more vehnomous.
"I hate you." Kazuma whispered as tears of hopelessness filled his eyes, and they gleamed making him look dangerous.
"I figured as much Kazuma. I knew you would. I hope you know that won't stop me."
"I can stop you."
"You? Don't make me laugh boy. You have grown quite a bit taller, uglier too, but you're still no match for me."
Kazuma couldn't answer. It was true, wasn't it? He didn't care if it was, he was just so sick of this, of everything.
"I'm leaving." Kazuma announced getting up. Before he could reach the door a firm grasp cuahgt his wrist and twisted it painfully.
"Leave and die." Jay's voice whispered in his ear. "Now be a good boy and don't make so much noise, you wouldn't want the neighbours over here."
Jay let go and Kazuma lost his balance. Kazuma curled up in a ball on the floor.
"Get up off the floor, weak fool." Jay kicked him and Kazuma heard something crack. Jay was losing his temper.
"I said, Get up!" He kicked him again and it made Kazuma's leg go numb.
"Get UP!!!!!" Was all Kazuma heard before he black out due to a kick in the head.
Next thing Kuwabara knew he was in bed and it was morning. He almost could have pretended it was a dream if he hadn't woken up in casts and if he hadn't woken up in the wrong bed. Everything was white. He could hear faraway voices and footsteps. There were also white curtains swimming around him. He was in the hospital. He vaguely wondered how he got there before buzzing the nurse. In the next few minutes a jolly old woman came and pulled the curtains to the side.
"Hello there Kazuma. I heard you were in a gang fight. I was told by your father that you weren't accepting any visitors. I told the visitors that but they're still in the waiting room, they wouldn't leave. Shall I send them in? You seem lonely."
Kazuma nodded. He was nervous.
"Nande Konnani doki doki shichau n darou." He whispered to himself. He lifted his head when he heard the sound of footfalls.
In walked Yusuke, Kurama and Hiei. As soon as Kazuma's eyes hit Hiei he started laughing, almost to the point of crying, when he finally stopped. Hiei looked displeased and a little embarassed.
"I'm almost afraid to ask, but Hiei, why is Eikichi on your head?" This brought a round of giggles from everyone, excluding Hiei, who glared.
"So, oaf, how did you manage to get yourself here?" Hiei glared. Kuwabara suddenly sobered and turned a little pale. It did not, however, go unnoticed.
"Was it a demon?" Asked Yusuke. "'cause I don't honestly believe a gang could touch you after all your training."
"Are you all right though?" Added Kurama.
"It wasn't a demon, I just-"
"Then what was it?"
"Uh, Yusuke, I think he was getting to that."
"Oh, right, sorry. Thanks Kurama."
Before Kuwabara could feed them one of his many prepared excuses they heard some shouting in the hallway.
"He's my son! I say if he can or cannot take visitors!" In a few short seconds Jay entered the room with an apologizing nurse on his tail, who promptly left once Jay started glaring her down.
Jay glared at all of the boys present in the room. Eikichi hissed and jumped off of hiei's head onto Jay's face. Soon Eikichi was flying out into the hall.
"'Kichi!" Kuwabara, momentarily forgetting himself, screamed horrified.
In a minute Hiei had Jay backed against a wall, blade at his neck.Jay was calm and collected, as always around company.
Kuwabara held his breath. Jay pushed the blade away from his neck and walked over to Kazuma's bed and enveloped his hand in his own.
"Whoever you are, I suggest you leave."
"Who are you to order us too?" Yusuke shot back.
"I'm Kazuma's father."
"Liar! Kazuma doesn't have a dad."
"Ask him."
Yusuke turned to Kuwabara, Jay glared from behind Yusuke, a harsh reminding.
"He's my dad."
Kuwabara sounded ill and defeated. Team Urameshi for the most part looked stunned.
"Sorry sir." Apologized Kurama. "But isn't Kuwabara old enough to make his own decisions?"
Jay scowled. "No!"
"Please go."
As they left, Kuwabara looked ill. A blood soaked bandae on his head. His face a deathly pallor.
AN: I know, it sucks! I can't believe it I re wrote it 3 times and they all sucked. I'm just not in my groove. SORRY, I'm sorry it sucked and that it was short. I never portrayed 'Jay' very well, and I don't like his name. Well I mean I like the name, it just doesn't fit his character. I'll be working on this story all weekend though. I AM SO SORRY. I know it was disappointing. Jay's character is slightly eccentric and a bit insane if anyone's wondering. He's also a horrible man.
Oh, and ....
Nande konnani doki doki shichau n darou
Means....
Why am I so nervous?