Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ After the Fall ❯ A Painful Lesson ( Chapter 10 )

Chapter 10-- A Painful Lesson

"Because those of Reikai blood can." Ren replied, bringing up his right hand which began to glow a bright shade of blue. Quickly he laid it down upon the box, his smile brightening as the blue hieroglyphics began to glow. The box began to separate, the borders folding down until at last the inside was revealed.

Slowly, the gray eyed man retracted his hand as the upper section of the box floated away.

Everyone leaned forward, their curious eyes fixated upon a small dense paper scroll with ends bearing the same inscriptions that decorated the box's exterior.

Ren reached out and gently clasped the object, pulling it towards him before resting the scroll onto the table. With great care, he rolled open each side, his gray eyes twinkling with an almost manic light that spoke of the triumph within his heart.

Ailia's eyes widened as she recognized just exactly what Ren was studying reverently. It can't be! "That is the lost archive of Reikai!" She exclaimed, looking back to Ren with astonished eyes.

Ren nodded as his eyes hungrily took in the complex symbols adorning the ancient paper. "Yes. This is the archive of techniques developed over 3,000 years ago to contain and eliminate any being deemed a threat to the spirit realm." He spoke softly as he continued to read the text. "Stolen by one of Reikai's own and thrown into the human world where it was believed to have been lost forever." And now it belongs to me. Ren added mentally as he rolled the scroll back up, holding it carefully in his hands as he straightened his posture, casting his gaze around the table at his allies. "It has been three years since most of us met. Three years. And to most of you that must seem like a long time of preparation and patience without a single reward." Ren began, rounding the table, walking purposefully towards one of the book shelves that lined the far end of the left wall. "But for over 100 years, Tahomen and I have been searching for this item. The second part required for our plan to reach fruition. You know not how long I suffered, studying the ancient texts of men, hoping to find some obscure reference to a box like the one discovered recently at an archaeological site in Egypt. A box described to me by my father as he lay upon his death bed. And now I can repay Reikai the favor it showed my ancestors so very long ago." He continued, pausing to place the scroll up on a top shelf beside a plain faced blue book, the only item resting within the empty space.

"With this scroll lost, Reikai had no choice but to employ spirit detectives from the human world to protect it's realm. Those fools had no idea of their real purpose. Powerful dogs that followed unsympathetic masters." The gray eyed man added as he turned back around and marched towards his group of followers. "And it is because of the spirit detectives I recruited you three years ago. These four opponents are the most powerful ever to work under Koenma. And the most deadly. But once our plan is complete, it is you who will remain standing. Those willing to do whatever it takes to achieve victory. My friends," He said somberly as he came to a stop at Tahomen's left, leaning down to rest his palms upon the black dining table, his features full of pride. "Take heart. Victory will soon be ours."

A loud clapping sound erupted within the loft, drawing the table's attention over to Ailia who made the noise. The dark haired woman lowered her hands onto her lap, a smirk upon her face as she addressed her leader. "That was a wonderful speech Ren," She spoke softly, watching as the slender man straightened his frame, his features turning impassive as he gazed at her. "But I think you're forgetting one important detail."

"And that would be?" Ren asked.

"Those techniques listed in that scroll were never perfected. And the leaders who created it were killed before they could explain how exactly to begin."

Ren turned away, closing his eyes and crossing his arms as his features grew thoughtful. "That is because they lacked the power essential to learn. But we who have lived for over 500 years possess the spiritual energy necessary to survive the trials listed within the ancient text. Rest assured Ailia we will perfect the techniques. And once we do, we will have the ability to crush the spirit detectives in once swift, decisive blow. Nothing will stand in our way. Speaking of which," Ren murmured, a sudden smile creeping along his perfect lips as he opened his eyes and turned back to Tahomen. "I heard you followed those annoying children into Makai."

Tahomen nodded. "Indeed I did."

Ren pulled out the empty chair in front of him and sat down. "I'm all ears brother." He spoke, eyeing his larger sibling expectantly, bringing his hands down upon the table in front of him.

Tahomen filled Ren in on all the details of his excursion into the demon world and his subsequent attack on the detectives. When he was finished, Ren's face was full of gleeful malice.

"So you managed to injure the kitsune. Excellent."

"I would've liked to have tested them further but that accursed fire apparition ruined my experiment." Tahomen nearly spat, flexing his fists as his anger rose to the surface.

Ren quirked an eyebrow. "Now, now brother. You will have another chance." He said calmly. "It does you no good to get angry over it. Save it for when we proceed to phase two of the plan."

"There is something else that might interest you Ren." Ailia cut in on their conversation, a smug look twisting her pretty features.

Ren looked over at the slender woman with curious eyes. "And that would be?"

Ailia's gaze shifted over to Tahomen whose smirk matched her own. "Those poisoned arrows Tahomen used contained not only the syrup of the Talimantrious plant but also extract from the Yubeki plant."

Ren frowned. "I specialize in ancient texts Ailia not botany. You're going to have to fill me in on just what the hell a Yubeki plant is."

Ailia let out a small sigh as she began to speak with an authoritative tone. "The Yubeki, unlike the Talimantrious toxin, comes from the human world. It is a tall, harmless looking bush consisting of reed like branches and thick, heavy oval shaped green leaves. But the liquid found inside those leaves has the compacity to act as a paralytic agent. "

"And this is good news how Ailia?"

Ailia smiled. "I'm sure that Kurama has recovered from the effects of the Talimantrious toxin. After all, in the Makai world, the remedy is easy to concoct. The Yubeki extract however, has no cure. Once it is introduced into the body, it is absorbed into the muscle tissue surrounding the wound. The immune system recognizes it as part of the body and will not attack. So even with his healing ability, the kitsune will forever be infected with the Yubeki extract."

"That's all fine and dandy Ailia but I still don't understand how pertinent this information is."

Ailia shook her head as if she was dealing with a small child. "The Yubeki extract lies dormant within the muscle tissue. However, it can be activated by spiritual energy of a telepathic or telekinetic nature. By infecting Kurama, you Ren have but to think it and he will suffer an intense, mind numbing pain that also paralyzes the area of his injury."

Ren's eyes widened in understanding. "In other words, his left arm would become useless to him but under my control."

Ailia nodded. "Even now as we speak, he is blissfully unaware of just how much trouble he is in for."

Ren smiled. "You've outdone yourself Ailia." He said as he looked over to Tahomen. "You too brother. I am proud of you both."

"I'm tired of all this talk." Lina interjected, her feral eyes focused solely upon Ren. "I want to know when we are going to see some action. My claws are crying out for the blood of those detectives."

Ren said nothing at first as he rose out of his chair and turned away from them. "For now we do nothing."

"But," Lina began only to be cut off by the gray eyed man's stern voice.

"We need time to learn those techniques. And I have no idea how long that will take. Until then we must maintain a distance from them. The detectives have become too suspicious, too leery for us to do much right now. Therefore we will leave them be."

"What!" Lina fairly exploded. "What the hell kind of plan is that?! I thought we were going to kill them!"

Ren did not lose his calm, taking no offense at her disrespectful tone. "I understand your frustration Lina. Up until three years ago, I felt no sense of urgency. I felt like I had all the time in the world to complete my quest. Believing I would succeed. But after learning of and watching those new Reikai detectives, I realized the need for caution. There is only one shot at this Lina. Just one. I cannot risk my plan exposed before we are ready." He replied, turning back to her.

Lina let out a sigh of disgust as she leaned back in her chair, arms crossed and her features dark. "I think we can take them now. They didn't seem all that strong to me. That stupid fox spirit couldn't even sense me when I went after that spirit girl."

"But he could still hear you." Tahomen interjected, drawing everyone's attention to him. "Even though Kurama could not sense me, he could still hear me. His sense of hearing far exceeds our own." He paused looking over to Ren. "My brother is right. It is better to leave them be. It will lull them into a false sense of calm and normalcy. They will be ill prepared to face us once we are ready. And this is when we will attack them and we will win."

Ren smiled. "Well put Tahomen." He said. "Still we will must continue to observe them. From a safe distance of course." He added looking at everyone, his eyes aflame with malicious intent.

"What do you have in mind?" Ailia asked, noticing the gleam in her leader's eyes, the hair rising off her neck at the sheer viciousness of his features as he turned to her.

"Read my thoughts and find out."

Ailia flashed a cryptic smile as she complied with his wish. "I think this plan of yours will work after all."

"I'm so glad you agree." He replied before dropping his smile and filling the others in on what exactly he had in mind.

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"I have nothing against your friends Hiei." Mukuro whispered softly in the darkened entryway as she stood to the left of her apt pupil. A calm expression belied the regretful tone of her voice as she spoke. "But after the way the ferry girl was treated, I think it best they be escorted as soon as possible back to the human world."

Hiei looked up at his sensei, his red eyes unapologetic as he spoke in defense of the kitsune's actions. "Kurama was right to eliminate those men. Whether he admits to it or not, that ferry girl is his chosen mate. I would have done the same without hesitation if y ...." The fire apparition's voice cut off suddenly. I almost told her. He thought darkly, mad at himself for showing such emotion.

"If what Hiei?" Mukuro asked, eyeing him with a small sense of hope. She had never pushed him before to talk about his feelings, believing he would tell her when he was ready and on his own terms. That had yet to happen. Still the female fire demon was willing to wait for as long as it took. It was how much she cared for him and his well being. A man who did not look at her in fear or pity. But as an equal. This was someone who respected and admired her and Mukuro had never felt so at peace like she did when the Koorime was around.

But Hiei did not give her the answer she had hoped to hear as he looked away towards the darkened corridor behind her. "Nothing." He said evenly, raising his voice as his keen eyes made out the approaching shapes of his friends. "I hope you are ready detective."

Mukuro turned slightly, following the group's movement towards them, a small smile upon her lips. "I am sorry for the inconvenience but I am sure you are anxious to return to the human world. Your loved ones must be worried about you." She spoke lightly, tossing a small glance over at Hiei who blushed at the intensity of her stare.

The fire apparition was thankful for the darkness that hid his crimson cheeks as he turned away and headed towards the door. "Let's go. The hour is late and I'm growing more irritated by the minute."

"What a grouch." Kuwabara murmured under his breath as he followed behind a silent Yusuke.

"What was that moron?!" Hiei snapped over his shoulder, glaring at the larger man who matched his stare.

"I see I'm not the only one whose deaf and dumb!" Kuwabara snapped back, only to wince in pain as Yusuke elbowed him in the stomach.

"Shut up doofus! Unless you want to walk back the way we came, I suggest you put a lid on it." Yusuke scolded his friend under his breath.

"Fine." Kuwabara murmured as he rubbed his stomach, straightening his frame before exiting the building.

Mukuro watched them go only to turn around at the sound of the kitsune's soft voice echoing within the darkness.

"Miss Mukuro," Kurama began, his emerald eyes peering impassively into the female demon's blue ones. "I just wanted to thank you for attending to my injury. I am in your debt."

Mukuro's gaze shifted slightly away from the kitsune as she noticed the ferry girl subconsciously edge closer to young man, her eyes fixated upon the side of Kurama's face. The fire apparition studied the pair with curious eyes. They were quite a sight to behold. Brave and beautiful. Like a pair of angels descended from the stars. They make a handsome couple indeed. Their children would be as perfect and glorious as they are. She thought with a wistful smile. What would it be like to be a parent? To have a child who looked at you not in fear but in love? To have a mate that would never leave your side? Her thoughts turned suddenly to Hiei and her heart fell. Foolish woman! She mocked herself. You're getting too damn soft! Mukuro shook her head before giving the kitsune a curt nod. "Anything for Hiei's friend." She said softly, turning and walking slowly towards the corridor until her slender frame was absorbed into the darkness.

Kurama had felt a small wave of sadness emanate from the tall woman and he wondered why. Perhaps it has something to do with Hiei? The kitsune's eyes widened slightly as he felt Botan wrap her right pinkie around his left one. Kurama turned slowly towards her, his features twisted in worry as he gazed upon her saddened features. "What's wrong Botan?"

The deity flinched at the concerned tone in his voice, lowering her head, unable to meet his steady gaze. Even though they had agreed to remain friends, her heart refused to accept it. I will always love you Kurama, no matter what games we must play to stay close to each other. Because I believe in you. I trust in you . And I will follow you to whatever end is necessary so that we can be together. It was what she wanted to say. But she could not bring herself to do so.

"Botan?" Kurama repeated gently, breaking through the deity's introspection.

With a slight shake of her head, Botan released her pinkie from his. "Nothing. It's nothing Kurama. I'm sorry." She murmured, walking briskly past him and out of the building, leaving a puzzled Kurama all alone in the darkness. He had almost reached out for her as she had passed, wanting more than anything to pull her back into his arms, to whisper he was wrong, to tell her he loved her and would always stay by her side. But at the last second he lowered his right arm, clenching his fist close to his side, angry at his cowardice. For that was how he felt. A coward too scared to take a chance. Too afraid to accept her love. It was a lie they had agreed upon. A lie to remain friends and nothing more. A lie because that was not what Botan wanted. And it's not what I want.

"Hey Kurama!" Yusuke's irritated voice rang through the entryway, startling the kitsune from his thoughts as his head whipped in the direction of the open door the dark haired detective had poked his head through. "You coming or not?"

Kurama gave a quick nod, his features growing impassive, calm as he marched forward to join his friends.

The rain had stopped. The kitsune tilted his head back slightly, his attuned sense of smell took in the damp earth and greenery that lingered, mixing with the heavy mist that hovered around them in the cool night air. Although he could see without difficulty, Botan seemed disorientated, looking around in an almost helpless state. Without hesitation, Kurama walked to her side, holding out his hand to offer his assistance.

The deity gave a smile of relief, reaching out to clasp his hand with her own. No words were spoken as the five of them began forward, led by the fire apparition who moved slowly enough for everyone to keep up. A sudden sense of foreboding surrounded them, rendering them silent. Everyone seemed quite grim.

Even Botan, who usually retained her bubbly attitude, seemed withdrawn and depressed. Then again no one but Kurama knew of the burden she was carrying within her heart. An ache that had been placed there by a man who loved her but could not be with her. Oh, Kurama. She thought sadly as she looked over at the kitsune, his features unreadable, his beautiful eyes straight ahead when Botan wished they were focused on her. Why can't we work this out? We love each other so why can't we be together?

And then that nasty little voice inside her head reminded her once again the reality of the situation.

Because you are forbidden to love a human. Kurama is not of Reikai. You can only marry those of Reikai blood.

Botan growled, gritting her teeth as she argued within herself. Shut up! I don't want to listen to you!

The voice laughed. But I am you!

Botan cast her head downward, closing her eyes as she tried to block out the voice, only to cry out as her right foot struck hard upon a large rock hidden by the floating mist. She stumbled forward but was saved from her fall by Kurama who, still a hold of her right hand, pulled her back, wrapping his free arm around the deity's waist as she swung back towards him, connecting directly with his torso.

Botan tilted her head back, her surprised purple eyes meeting the concerned emerald ones of Kurama.

"Are you all right Botan?" He whispered tenderly.

The sound of his voice and the feel of his body against hers caused her face to flush and her heart to thump like a war drum against her breast. Am I all right? She wondered, her eyes still fixated upon the one man who had won her heart. A heart she had offered freely to him, but he had denied. Denied because he didn't feel good enough for her. Denied because he cared too much for her, loved her too much. That their love was wrong. What kind of logic was that? Why can't you see Kurama? Why can't you see that it is more wrong to walk away from your feelings? Botan, instead of answering him, buried her head into his chest, a stream of silent tears rained down her face as she began to cry. To cry for the both of them and future that would never be.

Kurama flinched, startled by her actions, unsure at first what she was so upset over. Fool! He chided himself. What you did was break her heart! She told you she loved you Kurama and you pushed her away!

But I told her I loved her too. She must know that.

The kitsune's eyes widened as the voice of his Youko self berated him. Listen to yourself Suuichi! You call yourself a man! You are nothing but a stupid boy running away from your true heart! That woman, foolish that she is, loves you! How can you deny her the happiness of you as her mate?! Do you truly care that little for her!

Kurama's eyes narrowed, at war with himself as he shot back, I love her! I love her more than life itself! She is the light in this never ending darkness that surrounds me! It is because I love her I chose this path! It is the only option I have! She is part of Reikai! A pure soul who would be tainted by my sins!

The Youko half of Kurama grunted in disbelief and anger. If you continue on this path Suuichi, Botan will be lost to you, and then what will you have? The darkness and bitterness of loneliness. A hell made by your own indecision and cowardice. Is that what you want? To live a life never knowing how it feels to be loved fully and completely by a woman who would willingly share her life with you? It is a cold, long road with no comfort or rest Suuichi!

Kurama gritted his teeth, refusing to answer his own questions as he forced his Youko self back into the depths of his mind, clearing his thoughts until he returned to the outside world and the woman he still held into his arms. "It's all right Botan." He whispered gently, holding her tightly against him, his heart saddened as he shared in her grief, closing his eyes and resting his head against hers. "It's all right." He repeated the lie in a strained voice that threatened to break.

"Hey you guys are you coming or are you just going to stand there getting friendly with each other?" Yusuke's teasing voice shouted out.

Kurama opened his eyes, his tortured features becoming cool, impassive at the sudden appearance of the dark haired detective who studied the pair in amusement, a smirk tugging at his lips.

"Hmm." He murmured as he stopped a few feet from them. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything naughty."

At the mention of this, Botan jerked her head back and away from Kurama, whirling around to face Yusuke, her features full of fury as she snapped, "Kurama is a perfect gentleman Yusuke which is more than I can say for an unfeeling brat like you!"

Yusuke was unaffected by her outburst, his chocolate eyes shifting over to Kurama who he addressed. "That's not what I saw." He chuckled in glee, hoping to get Kurama's poker face to crack, but to no avail.

The kitsune simply gave him a small smile and a slight shake of his head. "I'm afraid you're mistaken Yusuke. Botan and I were not engaging in anything illicit. She tripped over a rock and I caught her." He replied softly before adding in a deeper tone, that surprised both the spirit detective and the spirit guide as he eyed Yusuke with gold flecked orbs, "And I would prefer you cease engaging in such juvenile behavior as mocking things of which you have no comprehension."

"Kurama?" Botan whispered in uncertainty. Those eyes. She thought in wonder. Those eyes belong to Youko Kurama. Is he really that angry at Yusuke?

The kitsune shook his head hard, realizing his anger was escaping to the surface. It is not Yusuke's fault I feel so angry. It is my own fault. I must get a hold of myself!

"Hey Kurama," Yusuke spoke, softly. "I didn't mean anything by it. I was just joking."

Kurama waved away his apology. "It is all right Yusuke. I am not mad at anyone. I'm just tired that's all." He said quickly, giving his friends an after you gesture. "Shall we?" He said in a calm, rational tone.

Yusuke nodded, turning and walking back into the mist.

Botan however, looked at Kurama in uncertainty before turning and following the spirit detective.

Kurama sighed, his heart heavy, as he went after her, his lean frame swallowed once again by the fog, an external symbol of the uneasiness and uncertainty that swirled within his soul and mind.

A few minutes later, the group of five emerged from Makai into the human world and the sight that greeted them caused everyone to gasp.

"I don't believe it!" Kuwabara exclaimed, his dark eyes widening at the sight of a series of well lit, small buildings surrounded by lush foliage and forested land. The all too familar temple of Genkai. The orange haired man shifted his gaze over to Hiei, his features hard and his tone full of disdain. "Just how long have you known about this entrance into the human world?"

Hiei smirked, clearly enjoying the large man's discomfort. "What does it matter to you?"

Jealously raged through the Kuwabara's veins as he shook his fist at the small demon. "I'll show you what it matters!" He growled through clenched teeth. "You've been spying on my Yukina haven't you!"

"Don't be ridiculous." Hiei said softly, although truth be told it was exactly what he'd been doing.

"Don't play smart with me! You better not be getting any funny ideas about my lady or I'll have to pop you one!" He shouted, raising his fist angrily.

Hiei rolled his eyes, casting his gaze over to Yusuke who he addressed. "Your friend is a complete and total idiot."

Yusuke snorted, crossing his arms and closing his eyes as he spoke. "Don't I know it."

"Hey now!" Kuwabara shouted indignantly. "Don't be taking his side Urameshi!"

"Well it's true!" The dark haired detective retorted fiercely.

"Why you little ..." Kuwabara grumbled, advancing upon the smaller man.

"Anytime doofus!" Yusuke answered as the two glared at one another, trading insults in rapid fire progression only to fall flat on their butts as a tremendous force crashed down upon their heads, knocking them downward.

"What the.." Yusuke growled, reaching up to rub the knot on top of his skull.

Kuwabara mimicked the movement both men looking up to find a ticked off Botan studying them with an icy glare.

"What the hell is wrong with you two!" She snapped, causing both men to cringe as she continued on her verbal tirade. "Can't you get along for five minutes! There are more important things you should be worrying about than Hiei's extracurricular activities!"

Hiei who had been watching the whole incident smiled in glee as he turned to Kurama. "I think I'm beginning to like your ferry girl Kurama."

But Kurama did not answer as he walked past the fire demon up to Botan whose mask of fury turned instantly to surprise as she looked over to him.

The kitsune stopped a few feet from the trio, his features unreadable as he spoke. "Botan, I know I'm asking a lot of you tonight," He began, the two men looking up at him in confusion while the deity lowered her head and bit her lip, understanding perfectly what he meant. "But given our current situation, you are the best hope we have of making it home quickly." He added, looking over to the two detectives. "Would you please take Kuwabara and Yusuke back the their respective living quarters and then return for me?"

Botan brought her gaze back upon the man she loved, a sudden heartache ripping through her soul as she looked upon his impassive face. For there was something she had seen that the others could not. An unspoken pain and longing that equaled her own. And it was all there within his eyes. For it was were she had learned to read the emotions he kept hidden from the rest of the world. But not from her. Never from her. Even if he maintained a poker face, she could still see the truth of his heart within his emerald orbs. It only lasted for a second, but still she had seen it and knew. He was suffering just as much as she was. And all because someone had deemed Kurama beneath her and unworthy of her love. Well, she thought in renewed confidence. I'm going to have to do something about that. I will find a way to make this work, even if I have to study every law book of Reikai. I will find a way for us to be together Kurama! She vowed silently, flashing the kitsune a soft smile and nodded, agreeing with his request.

Kuwabara and Yusuke let out a sigh of relief, rising to their feet and brushing themselves off before turning to the deity with goofy smiles on their faces.

"Sorry about that Botan. We'll try to get along on the way there. We won't be any problem will we Kuwabara?" Yusuke said in a stern tone as he looked over to his friend.

Kuwabara's eyes narrowed but he nodded. "I swear on my honor I will behave myself."

Yusuke let out a sigh and shook his head. "Will you knock it off with all that honor code crap."

Kuwabara was about to reply with a rather choice word, but at the last second decided to be the bigger man and clamped his mouth shut. Walking forward to the oar that Botan was currently sitting sideways on. He eyed the floating object in uncertainty. "Are you sure this thing can handle all three of us?" He asked warily as he slid on the back end, while Yusuke took the middle.

"Of course it can silly." Botan replied lightly as she watched the large man struggle to maintain his balance. "Just make sure you hold on tight to Yusuke and you should be fine."

"Hn." Kuwabara sounded in disdain, unhappy with the idea of wrapping his arms around Yusuke's torso. "I'd rather not."

Yusuke frowned. "It's not like I want your arms around me you big doofus." He growled. "If your so uncomfortable with the idea, hold onto the part of the oar in front of you and pray you don't fall off."

"I think I will!" Kuwabara shouted, doing as Yusuke suggested, only to gasp in fear as the oar shot off into the night. "Ahh! I hate heights!" He squealed like a little girl, releasing his hold as he reached out and wrapped his arms around Yusuke, crushing the smaller man with his grip.

"Dammit! Ku .. waba .. ra! Let .. Go! .. I .. can't breathe!"

"I want off! I want off!" Were the last sounds to be heard as the trio disappeared into the night sky, leaving a smirking Hiei and a saddened Kurama behind.

"So tell me Kurama," Hiei began, his red eyes twinkling devilishly as he studied his friend. "How did your conversation with her go?"

Kurama cast his eyes downward to hide the pain that was escaping from his tight control.

When he didn't respond, Hiei's smirk fell. "You didn't tell her did you?" He half asked, half accused the red haired man.

Kurama let out a sigh. "On the contrary Hiei, I did tell her. And she me." He answered softly, casting his eyes upward as he tilted his head back, hoping Botan would return soon.

Hiei shook his head as he caught a glimpse into his friend's psyche. "I don't understand you Kurama. Do you like suffering? Is that why you asked her to remain friends?"

"You know as well as I Koenma looks down upon humans and demons. We are believed to be inferior to those from Reikai. It would be tantamount to treason for Botan to be with me. She would be punished for her feelings and I can't allow that to happen."

Hiei snorted. "I think toddler boy is due for a rude awakening. And I think you will be the one to administer it Kurama."

Kurama did not respond, his gaze still cast up at the twinkling light of the stars above them.

Hiei frowned, worried for the kitsune. "There is something else I wish to discuss with you before I return to Makai Kurama." He began, hoping it would draw the red haired man's attention back on the present, away from the heartache he was suffering.

"And that would be?" Kurama asked, making no move to look back over to his friend.

"I know what you saw Kurama." Hiei murmured, casting his gaze over towards Genkai's where his sister lay sleeping, safe from the cares and worries he placed upon his shoulders for her sake. "After you were poisoned. For it was in my mind as well."

The kitsune jerked his head downward, startled by the fire apparition's statement. "You .. Saw it too?"

Hiei nodded. "I fear for my sister's safety Kurama. And I believe you were right to be worried for the others as well." He paused, looking back to his friend. "Something dark is threatening this world. Some evil purpose we have yet to see or face. I fear it may spread into the other realms as well."

Kurama turned away, his heart heavy as his thoughts turned to Botan and what would happen if she were lost to him. "Botan saw the vision as well." He murmured softly.

Hiei was not surprised in the least. For he had seen into her mind as well. "That was the very reason the ferry girl came to Makai. To make sure you were safe and sound."

Kurama let out a sigh of irritation. "She has a name Hiei. You should try saying it once in a while."

Hiei ignored the comment, smirking as he said, "You know what that means don't you?"

Kurama frowned. "What are you talking about?"

"You've bonded with her Kurama."

Kurama's face grew impassive once again, tired of being teased. "If I have that's my business not yours."

The fire apparition chuckled. "Then I suggest you get a few lessons in blocking telepathic intrusions from that old woman down there." He replied, lifting his right hand as he pointed over to the lighted buildings below the hill. The smaller man turned away, walking back towards the entryway to Makai. "I'll be checking up on all of you daily. I don't like what I've seen Kurama. Hopefully all will turn out well and your vision was nothing more than a hellish nightmare." He said over his shoulder before adding, "Don't lose hope Kurama. Perhaps there is a way you two can be together yet."

"What?" Kurama murmured as he watched his friend disappear into the shadows, leaving him alone to wait for Botan's return. The kitsune shook his head. You truly are a walking contradiction Hiei. A fire demon who pretends to care about nothing, yet seeks to make sure his sister and friends remain safe. Yes indeed, a strange demon you are.

"Kurama?"

The red haired man smiled as the gentle voice of Botan met his ears. "Back so soon Botan?" He whispered softly, turning around to find the deity standing a few feet away, oar in hand.

"Are you ready to return home?"

No. He wanted to say. Not if it means being away from you. I don't think I can bear the thought of being without you Botan. Instead he gave her a small nod as he watched her jump onto her oar, eyeing him patiently as he walked over and hopped on behind her, wrapping his arms gently around her waist.

With one swift move the deity steered the oar up into the air, all the while her heart threatening to escape from her chest from the close contact between them. I don't know how much more of this I can take. Her mind cried, reveling yet suffering the sweet torture of their bodies so close to one another. I must control myself! I must not let Kurama down. We made a promise! And I will stick to it, although my body doesn't wish to comply. She added mentally, a sudden inescapable heat rising to her face at the flurry of images that sprang into her mind.

"Is something wrong Botan?" Kurama asked softly, his breath brushing against the right side of her face where his lips were but a few inches away.

Botan jumped, startled by the sound of his voice, causing her to lose focus on her flying pattern and almost fall off.

But Kurama held firmly onto her, his features troubled as he helped her steer in the right direction once again. "Steady." He said as calmly as he could.

Botan managed to regain control, bringing the oar in a gradual descent as she spotted the kitsune's house a short distance away.

No more words were spoken as she floated just outside Kurama's window where the young man reached out and quickly slid it open, allowing Botan to steer the oar inside. Kurama's feet touched the carpeted floor first, followed a second later by Botan as the oar disappeared into thin air.

Kurama walked past the deity to the desk lamp beside his bed, turning it on with a quick tap of the button. The room began to glow in a soft white hue as he turned around to face Botan. The two stared sadly at one another. Both lost and confused at the current state of their relationship. To remain just friends when the feelings they shared went above and beyond friendship was becoming harder to bear with each passing second.

For Botan, the reality of the situation stoked a fire of rage towards her employer who would expel her from Reikai should she decide to go against his wishes and remain with Kurama.

For Kurama, it was the fact that she could never be his that brought a cold, gut wrenching pain to his heart. I never thought love would hurt like this. He thought bitterly. I've suffered just about every injury imaginable. I have nearly lost my life on more than one occasion but never have I felt so deep and terrifying a pain as this. To have her standing no more than a few feet away from me, willing to share her life and her love and I cannot touch her, kiss her, or show her how much I care for her.

"Kurama," Botan murmured sadly as she crossed the small distance between them, her hands clasped before her and her features pained. "I know that I shouldn't be asking this of you. That I should just return to Reikai and try to forget what you told me. But I can't Kurama. I just can't. I need to talk to you and I'm not leaving here until I make you understand."

"Botan .." Kurama started but the deity held up her hand, asking for his silence.

"Please let me finish Kurama."

The kitsune stood still, waiting patiently for the deity to continue, his emerald eyes never leaving those of Botan's.

"I can't forget that you love me Kurama. Just as I can't forget all the times we shared together these past three years. You are my friend Kurama. But you are more than that to me." She continued, pausing to look over at the picture frames situated upon her love's student desk. "Do you remember that time we had that photo taken?" She asked, pointing over to the smaller frame that surrounded the picture of just the two of them smiling happily at the camera.

Kurama turned, his eyes softening as he nodded. "It was the first time you and I went on a picnic by ourselves." He said lightly, shifting his gaze back to her.

"You seemed so happy that day Kurama." Botan said wistfully, looking back to him. "I believe that was the first time I heard you laugh. It was the first time I saw the real you Kurama. Not some reserved, aloof man to absorbed with keeping control on his emotions. But a man with a kind heart and a beautiful soul." She said softly, edging closer to him. "And I cherished that Kurama. I still do." She added, stopping a few inches before him as she reached up, brushing her slender fingers against his right cheek. "No matter what happens to us Kurama. No matter how long I must wait for you. I will never stop loving you."

A look of pain flashed across the kitsune's handsome face as he turned from her and slumped down on the edge of his bed, leaning forward and resting his forearms upon his legs as he lowered his head to calm the flood of emotions swimming through him. Relief that she didn't think any less of him. Anger at his cowardice. Lustful because of the way she looked at him with equal longing. And dismay because he had to maintain control for both their sakes.

"Suuichi!" A woman's soft voice called out, drawing Kurama's attention to his bedroom door. "Suuichi are you home?"

The kitsune jumped up, looking quickly over to Botan. "I'll be right back Botan. Please don't go yet." He said softly.

Botan nodded, sitting down on the edge of his bed.

Kurama ripped his door open and shut it quickly, rushing down the hall to the steps where his mother was currently standing, a surprised look on her pretty face.

"Suuichi dear I'm so glad you're here!" She nearly sang as she waved him forward. "Your father, brother and I have just returned from the store with some dinner. I hope you're hungry."

"Mother I .. " Just then a slight rumbling noise erupted from the kitsune's stomach, announcing that Kurama's body was indeed craving sustenance.

Shori gave a small laugh at the noise, her lips pulling back into a happy grin. "Well I guess that settles it then. Come on." She said, turning and walking back down the stairs.

Kurama hesitated briefly, looking back towards his room, wishing he could just go in there and sweep Botan off her feet and forget everything that had happened. But in his heart, Kurama knew he couldn't. No matter how much he wanted to, no matter how much he loved her, Botan had to understand he wouldn't risk her life for his happiness.

"Suuichi?"

Kurama turned back towards the sound of her voice, his face growing tranquil, without worry or fear. "I'll be right there mother." He called out, walking briskly down the steps and into the dining room where his small family set up the table to eat.

About ten minutes later, after eating uncharacteristically fast, the kitsune excused himself and flew up the stairs, much to the chagrin of the other members of the household who looked at each other and shrugged before continuing with their meal.

Kurama opened his door quickly, shutting it swiftly but quietly behind him before he spoke. "I'm sorry Botan but I ..." He started only to stop as his surprised emerald eyes gazed upon a sleeping Botan, her slender frame curled upon the edge of his bed. Slowly, softly, Kurama crept over to her, his eyes softening. She looks so beautiful. He thought with a smile as he reached out to brush aside a few stray strands of hair laying across her eyelids. His hand strayed to her left cheek, which he caressed tenderly before retracting his arm back to his side. A small part of him worried his mother might check up on him sometime in the middle of the night and find the deity asleep upon his bed. And although nothing had happened between them, his mother might draw her own conclusion and the kitsune would be in trouble. But I can't wake her up. His mind countered. She must be exhausted from everything that happened today. As exhausted as I am.

With a weary sigh, Kurama reached over and pulled the comforter over and around Botan before crawling in beside her, the blanket separating their bodies as he rested his head against his pillow, eyes focused on the back of Botan's head. "Good night my sweet peony." He whispered softly before closing his eyes and willing himself to sleep.