Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ After the Fall ❯ A Reversal of Fortune ( Chapter 19 )

Chapter 19- A Reversal of Fortune

"I love you." Kurama whispered, leaning down to press his lips against a surprised but very receptive Botan.

The deity closed her eyes in bliss, basking in the feel of the kitsune's lips upon hers, her heart aflutter with a swirl of love and desire. She wanted this moment to last forever. To be wrapped within her love's strong but gentle hold, giving her heart and soul to him, loving all that he was and receiving love in return. Her eyelids fluttered open, her features contorted in confusion as Kurama suddenly broke contact, pulling his head away from hers. Botan wanted to cry as she looked into his emerald eyes. Eyes that spoke of a pain that echoed within her heart. A pain of regret and restraint.

"Botan .. I'm sorry .... I shouldn't have done that ... " His strained voice escaped from his swollen lips in short bursts that tore at the deity's very soul.

"What do you mean Kurama?" Botan asked, her voice tinged in confusion and hurt as she continued to gaze into his eyes. "Tell me you love me? Kiss me? What?"

Kurama lowered his head, his chin sunk against his chest. Even though the deity could sense his emotion, the kitsune didn't want her to see the tortured and anguished look that was upon his countenance. "I am not ashamed of my feelings for you Botan, and I'm not ashamed to show you how much I care, but I shouldn't have kissed you Botan. I shouldn't touch you. I shouldn't be here." He said, his voice a cracked whisper that spoke of the conflict within his heart and soul. "My weakness will destroy us. It .. will destroy the one most precious to me and I can't allow that."

Botan couldn't believe what she was hearing. Couldn't believe that the man she loved still considered himself unworthy of her. Well, we'll just see about that! She vowed mentally as she reached out and cupped Kurama's face with her slender hands, lifting his head until they were eye to eye once again. "And I can't allow the man I love to beat himself up any more." She said in a gentle but firm tone that instantly got the kitsune's attention. The deity gazed candidly at the kitsune, her features softening as she loosened her hold and caressed his face with trembling fingers. "It is I who am not worthy of your love and attention." She added softly, her heart threatening to burst as she gathered her courage and resolve. Intent on showing how deeply she cared for the red haired man. "And although I am unworthy, I love you and want to be by your side, now and forever. In this moment, let me show you how much I care for you. Please."

"Botan, I .... " Kurama murmured softly, his voice cut off as the deity leaned forward and brushed her lips upon his while wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her.

Kurama's eyes widened in shock. He could hardly believe how bold his deity had become. But I can't say I disapprove, he thought with a inward chuckle as he tightened his hold, crushing her against him all the while deepening the kiss. They continued for several seconds, both in need of air but neither willing to spoil the moment.

A sudden sense of a familar chi slammed into the kitsune's consciousness like a freight train. Kurama pulled away from the deity's lips, his head snapping to the side, his eyes narrowing as he rose to the floor, dragging Botan up with him.

The deity retained her hold of the kitsune's neck as she turned her head to the right, following the direction of her lover's hardened gaze. "What is it Kurama?" She asked, resting her head against his chest.

Kurama did not release his hold around the deity, but his features were full of anger.

Botan could feel the negative emotion emanating from her beloved. "Kurama?"

"He's coming."

Botan paled, realizing instantly who the kitsune was referring to. "You need to go Kurama." She said urgently, releasing her hold around his neck, her features growing fearful as she looked back upon her beloved. "If he catches you here ...."

"I am not afraid." Kurama countered softly, as he continued to stare at the cave entrance. "I will not run away like a coward. I will face him openly and without fear. Besides," He paused, releasing his hold of Botan while straightening his lean frame to his full height. "I do not want you blamed for my presence."

Botan backed away slightly from the kitsune, her anxious gaze shifting over to the cave entrance, a look of surprise upon her beautiful features as Koenma rushed inside the cave, his teen aged face contorted in impatience while his companion, Ayame, followed behind him, a look of concern upon her countenance as she gazed over to the two lovers.

Koenma's eyes traveled between the proud kitsune and the pensive deity, his eyes narrowed as he noticed how loose Botan's kimono was but decided to ask questions later. Right now more pressing and dangerous matters were at hand. "We must hurry!" Koenma ordered quickly, returning his gaze to the red haired man. "They will be here any moment!"

Kurama frowned, not expecting those words to come out of his former boss's mouth. "What are you talking about?" He asked, studying the spirit lord with uncertain eyes.

"There's no time for questions!" Koenma snapped. "Right now we need to get out of here!" He added, pivoting around, his uniform swinging violently from the sudden movement. "Let's go!" He ordered with a wave of his hand, rushing back outside.

Ayame offered Botan an apologetic smile before turning and following her lord.

Kurama and Botan looked at each other briefly before following Ayame outside.

Rain no longer fell from above, but the trees were a buzz with a new sound. A great many sounds that the kitsune's acute hearing could detect. His emerald orbs studied the vast forested and rocky terrain that surrounded them, widening in surprise at the vision before him. A long column of fire, burning a brilliant shade of orange, snaked around the trees that littered the forest floor, advancing ever closer to their position, his senses picking up several strong chi's that could only belong to a select few in the spirit realm. Reikai soldiers. The kitsune thought with a frown. But why are they headed this way unless .... Kurama's features hardened as he shifted his gaze from the bright lights to the spirit lord who hopped onto Ayame's materialized oar.

Koenma looked over his shoulder, his brown eyes carrying with them a sense of urgency and fear as he spoke. "Hurry Botan!" He ordered the deity. "Kagone will be here any minute!"

Botan frowned but complied, materializing her oar and hopping on, her amethyst eyes shifting over to Kurama. "Hop on Kurama." She said with a wave of her hand.

Kurama's gaze shifted back to his beloved, nodding to her request, sliding on behind Botan. He wrapped his arms around her waist, his gaze falling to the ground below as the four of them zoomed off high about the tree tops. He continued to watch even as the light became a faint dim, wondering how Koenma had known where to find them. Questions formed in his mind. Who exactly was Kagone and what did he want with them. He had a few possible answers but needed to speak with Koenma to see if they were correct. Whatever the reasons, it didn't bode well for them or their relationship. The kitsune returned he gaze forward at last, focusing his emerald eyes upon the long lush strands of blue hair that flowed before him. Botan. Kurama thought with a loving smile. Whatever becomes of us, I will not let you be blamed or harmed. He vowed silently as he tightened his hold around Botan's waist.

Botan felt the kitsune's grip tighten around her, love and concern brimming within his heart. Emotions mirrored by the deity. She rested her right hand upon Kurama's, a gentle smile upon her lips as she entwined her fingers with his own while steering with her left hand. She too was curious as to how Koenma had discovered them and even more curious how he knew they were in danger of being discovered. Her gaze shifted over to Koenma who held on to Ayame, his brown eyes focused straight ahead and his features darkened. The anger and fear was palpable. She could only shake her head as she returned her gaze forward, a sigh escaping her lips as she thought of how much trouble she was going to be in. I only hope Koenma will listen to me when we return to the palace. She thought as she continued onward to her home and possibly her prison as well.

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Kagone stood just below the rocky cliff side at the top of the forested hill, his hard blue eyes ablaze with restrained fury as he studied the darkened sky above. He had come to Torandai earlier in the day to speak with the head elder about some recent events that needed to be addressed. Truthfully he wanted to question Torandai's adopted son Yoh about what he had discovered about the ferry girl's activities. But Torandai claimed Yoh wasn't feeling well and had retired early to bed.

Kagone didn't believe him. I know you're up to something old man. His mind snarled even as he bowed and accepted the head elder's excuse and took his leave into town for a light dinner. He cursed under his breath as he entered a small restaurant on the main street. He suspected that Torandai had his son working on some side project involving the other realms. The tall man sneered at the thought. His disdain of the human world was shadowed only by his hatred of Makai and for some reason, the large man knew Torandai was interfering in both realms. One way or another. His suspicions heightened when he had sensed the presence of an energy that had no place within the pure borders of his world. A demon! His mind had snarled as he jumped out of his seat and over to the Reikai military station. He informed them of the situation, the officers nodding and following the elder into the forested areas surrounding the palace, large flame torches in hand to aid in their search among the darkened landscape.

His senses remained on full alert, surprise turning to anger as he sensed a Reigen near the Youkai. I knew it! He cried, rushing ahead of the men, the flame from his torch undulating violently from the movement. Anger gave way to rage as he sensed two more Reigens approach, the four chi signatures disappearing quickly from his senses. Dammit! He cried as his head tilted back, furious pools of blue searching the darkened heavens above. They escaped! Kagone wanted to yell out into the night sky, to curse their cowardice and his bad luck but held his tongue. He ordered the men to scour the area, hoping to find something, anything to prove his theory. So far nothing had been found.

"Elder Kagone!" A young man's voice shouted out, drawing the large man's attention back down the slope.

"What is it lieutenant?!" Kagone shouted back, his dark eyes meeting the curious green ones of the black haired man dressed in the blue Reikai uniform that all soldiers wore. He watched as the man lifted his left hand, a small blue device clutched within his thumb and index finger.

"I think I found something."

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Yoh gazed apprehensively out the window of the elder palace's left tower, his blue eyes focused on the line of orange that continued to blaze within the woods some distance away. The young man had also sensed the energy and was worried. He knew who it belonged to. After all he had sensed it once before while watching Botan in the human world. Kurama? He thought in surprise. Why are you here? The young Reigen's concern intensified as he sensed the unmistakable chi of the deity as well. They're both here?! His mind exclaimed as he continue to watch the flames rise up the slope near the rock formation where a cave existed. But how, why? He wondered. Something had happened. Something Yoh wanted to find out but could not. He couldn't afford for the kitsune to know who he really was. And although unsure why, his mind prayed for their safety. Please don't get caught! He cried silently.

"Yoh?"

The dark blond jumped, startled by the sound of his name. He whirled around to find Torandai staring at him in concern.

"Are you all right my son?"

"Yes father. I was just watching Kagone and the soldiers marching within the forest. I wonder what they are looking for." He answered, returning his gaze to the window.

Torandai gaze shifted past his son to the window, his features tightened in concern. "He sensed a demon energy a short while ago and went out to investigate. But he will find nothing."

Yoh snapped his head back to his father. "How do you know that?" He asked, his voice tinged in hope.

This was not lost on Torandai who smiled softly. "Because Koenma has already found Botan and Kurama."

Yoh gaped at the silver haired man, hardly believing his ears. "How did you ..."

"Did you forget that I too, can sense chi?" The older man said in a lightly chiding tone.

"But father .. " Yoh started then stopped, gathering his thoughts. "Why did Kurama come here? Why was Botan so close? I don't understand."

Torandai looked back towards the window, his features full of a fear and pain Yoh had never seen before.

"Father?"

"Something must of happened to the ferry girl. Something that triggered the spirit detective to come here." He answered softly, so softly Yoh had to strain to hear it.

The blond man frowned, not understanding what his father meant. "How would Kurama now what had happened to Botan unless ... " His voice trailed off, understanding blooming on his handsome face. He studied his father with awestruck blue orbs. "They are bonded at the soul."

Torandai gave a slight nod. "Botan's soul cried out in distress and Kurama answered, risking everything just to help her." He spoke gently, slightly envious of such strong and unending devotion and loyalty. I only wish I .... His mind started then stopped. He shook his head, not wanting to think about his own past as he turned his emerald orbs back upon his adopted son who spoke.

"If they are soul mates, why does Koenma disapprove?"

Torandai sighed. He had hoped never to reveal the reasons behind his curiosity. Hoped the truth would forever remain in shadow, hidden from the light of the world. But he will not understand why unless I tell him. Torandai turned around. "Come," He ordered softly with a wave of his hand. "And I will show you."

Yoh frowned but followed silently as the two men left the tower and headed down the hallway towards the stairs that led down to the lower level. They reached the main hall a few moments later, the elder's gaze shifting over to his right where a smirking Kagone stood, his arms hidden with the folds of his dark blue cape as he studied the equally tall but leaner elder.

"Elder Torandai," He said with a half hearted bow, but his eyes were focused on Yoh who returned his dark look with one of his own. "And I see your son has awoken as well, how fortuitus."

Torandai turned completely around, his emerald eyes calm though his mind was irritated at the younger man's almost insolent tone. "What is it Kagone?" He asked evenly, "The hour is late and I am in need of rest."

"Indeed the hour has grown late," Kagone said, a smirk still upon his lips. "And I can only wonder how this," He paused, shifting his cape to the side so now his right arm was exposed. "Came to be so far away from Koenma's home." He added, holding his hand up to reveal a blue communicator.

Yoh looked at the object in shock but Kagone missed it, his gaze fixed on the head elder, hoping to find some ripple of guilt or fear. His smirk fell as Torandai spoke.

"So that's where my communicator went to." The head elder said softly walking over to Kagone. "I lost it earlier today when I went for a walk in the woods." He added, holding out his hand. "I appreciate you finding it for me Kagone."

Liar! The younger elder wanted to shout, but thought better of it. Reluctantly, he relinquished the object, placing it into Torandai's outstretched hand. "Of course." He said evenly, though his features were dark.

Torandai clasped the device and gently slid it into the pocket of his white pants, pivoting around slowly. He began to walk forward only to stop as Kagone called out.

"One last thing head elder."

Torandai turned around, motioning Yoh ahead as he gazed at the younger Elder with expectant eyes. "What is it?"

"There was a presence of demon energy nearby and I was wondering if you had any idea who it might be?"

Torandai was unaffected by his accusing tone. "Are you sure you sensed demon energy? My chi detection is more acute than yours Kagone and I felt no such thing."

"But .. Torandai .." Kagone sputtered out, dropping his arms in disbelief, his heart raging at the head elder's response. "I know what I sensed."

Torandai sighed, turning back around. "You've traveled from a great distance Kagone. Perhaps you should rest a while and think over what it truly was you sensed." He said softly. "I'll speak with you tomorrow after you've rested." He added in a dismissive tone as he headed down the hall and out of Kagone's sight.

The dark haired man's face was contorted in rage as he watched the head elder turn to his right at the end of the hallway and out of sight. He wanted to throttle Torandai for not believing him, for mocking his gift of chi detection. One of these days old man, you're going to wish you and I had never met! He vowed vehemently in his mind as he turned and stormed out of the palace and into the night, his thoughts as dark as the air that surrounded him.

"So father," Yoh began softly as he walked beside the larger man down the hall that led to the library. "Why exactly did you lie to Elder Kagone?"

"I don't want him to know anything about the ferry girl and the detective." Torandai murmured absently, his green orbs focused on the wooden doors ahead. "He would act irrationally and violently. He's done it once before and I will not allow it to happen again."

Yoh frowned as he slowed his pace, coming to a stop just outside the doors. "What do you mean he's done it once before?" He asked as he watched the head elder open the doors, following his father into the dimly lit room.

Torandai strode across the floor towards the two fireplaces, filling each with kindling then cut wood before lighting them with a match. Bursts of flame shot from under and around the logs, shadows playing along the furniture that sat in front, brightening the small area with their undulating orange and yellow flames.

"Father?" Yoh said softly as he walked towards the older man, his features curious.

Torandai sighed, his back still turned to the boy as he held his hands out in front of the fireplace, warming them as he spoke. "There .. are many things that happened long ago Yoh. Things ... I'm not proud of."

"What things father?" Yoh asked, coming to stand behind the head elder, his youthful features contorted in uncertainty and anxiety.

The older man turned to the side, his ponytail swishing slightly from the movement as he looked upon his adopted child. "I haven't the heart to tell you." He replied softly, walking past Yoh.

"Father? What is it? What can't you tell me?" Yoh asked, fear evident in his voice as he watched Torandai turn left and head to a ladder attached to a row of shelves along the far wall.

Torandai did not answer, his head tilted back to study the shelves high above. Reaching out he pushed the ladder to the right for several feet before locking it in place and climbing slowly up the wooden rungs. He was near the top before he stopped his ascent. Reaching out with his left hand, he clasped a small green hardback book and pulled it gently out of it's resting place. He studied the book with a dark look before cradling it against him as he climbed back down. His booted feet hitting the rugged floor with a slight thud. Torandai walked slowly back towards a frowning Yoh, stopping within an arm's length of his son. "Here." He said, his features pained as he held out the book for the boy to take.

"What is it?" Yoh asked, lowering his gaze to the plain faced book. With reluctant fingers, he gripped the book and lifted it from the head elder's outstretched hand.

"The answer to the questions you've been asking." Torandai replied, drawing his hand back to his side. "The key to the ferry girl's past .. To all our pasts." He added as he moved past Yoh towards the open doors.

Yoh brought his gaze upright, frowning when he watched his father leave. "Why are you giving me this book, father? What can't you tell me?"

Torandai stopped. "Some things are too painful to talk about my son." He murmured as he continued onward and out of the room, leaving a confused Yoh alone.

The blond returned his gaze to the book. What is so bad that my father cannot talk to me about it? He wondered as he drifted over to one of the chairs in front of the fireplace. With slight trepidation, he gently pulled open the book and began to read. He read into the night, his head lowered and his heart pained as he took in all that his eyes saw. And as the firelight faded, so to did the thoughts of the young Reigen who, at last finished with his reading, closed the book and raised his head, tears visible upon his pale skin as he wept for those long departed from this world. And for one still in Reikai.

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Koenma sunk into the chair in front of his desk, a relieved sigh escaping from his lips as he rested his arms to the side. It had been a long trip and to him a burdensome one. He had been upset and frightened at the discovery of Kurama within Reikai, not so much because of his presence but because he was using demon energy while with the spirit realm borders. And such energy would certainly alert the elders and Reikai soldiers to his presence. What the hell was the kitsune thinking?

The spirit lord raised his tired head upright, his irritated brown orbs shifting over to the pair before him, narrowing his gaze as he noticed the kitsune's left arm snaked around the deity's shoulders. Koenma looked over to Kurama, frowning at the defiant features of one of his best spirit detectives. It was possessive, the attitude the kitsune had, as if declaring Botan his and his alone. Daring the lord of Reikai to refute his statement.

Koenma gnashed his teeth, not wanting to say the words he knew he must. The denial he could no longer keep. That Kurama and Botan were bonded at the soul and there wasn't a damn thing he could do to stop it. I hate this! His mind snapped as he relaxed his jaw and looked away from the red haired man to his head ferry girl.

"Do you realize how much danger you were in Botan?" He said in a sharp tone, the first words to be spoken since they had arrived safely back at the palace. "Do you realize you were within walking distance of the Elders Palace where the very men live that could end your life with a snap of their fingers?"

Kurama's features darkened, his grip tightening around his deity, gold beginning to mix with the emerald within his eyes as he said in a low, deadly tone. "They will meet the same fate if they touch her."

Koenma looked over to Kurama. "And you think their deaths would end it Kurama?" He said quickly, annoyed at the younger man's attitude. "Their deaths would ignite another war between realms and I can't allow that."

"But you can allow Botan to slowly die of exposure so far away from her home?"

Koenma frowned. "What are you talking about?"

"She was dying Koenma." Kurama said in cool tone. "I could feel her dying, I could hear her crying out for me and I answered. That is why I am here."

The spirit lord looked over to Botan briefly then back at Kurama. "I already know of your soul bond Kurama." He replied in an equally cool tone. "And I can certainly understand that was the cause of your being in Reikai, but you must realize you put her in danger by coming here. You put all of us in danger."

Botan, who had been standing silently beside her beloved, frowned. "Who is it you are so afraid of Lord Koenma? Is it this Kagone person you spoke of earlier?"

The spirit lord's face drained of color, the anger fleeing his heart, replaced by a fear that consumed him. "Yes." He replied softly.

"Who is he?" Botan asked.

Koenma took his time in answering. "Kagone is the enforcement arm of the elders, charged with maintaining order and the purity of Reikai." He began in a distant tone as he lowered his gaze to the wooden desk top in front of him. "He was the one who ..." He started then stopped.

"The one who did what Lord Koenma?" Botan asked gently, hoping to encourage him to continue.

But Koenma was not listening, his ears beyond the reach of her voice as he was drawn into the past, to the day he had found her among the dead, her small body bloodied and bruised, long wisps of blue hair mopped against her brow. He bent down and touched her face, a small smile lighting his countenance as the little girl's lips moved. She was alive, albeit barely. Koenma scooped her into the arms of his adult form, paying no attention to the crimson fluid leaking onto and through the sleeves of his white shirt as he cradled her against his chest. His brown eyes passed along the mass of bodies and destroyed buildings, some burnt to the ground, others smoldering, the stench of burnt wood and flesh mingled in the air causing the spirit lord to crinkle his nose in disgust as he walked forward, crying out a single name, his voice strained and full of grief.

"Lord Koenma?" Botan said forcefully, her hand upon his shoulder, shaking him back into the present.

The spirit lord flinched, blinking his eyes slowly as he came out of his daze. His gaze shifted over to his right, his brown eyes softening as he gazed upon the ferry girl's features. No longer was she that little child he had rescued so long ago. But a grown woman who deserved a small bit of happiness. And I have caused her so much pain and grief. Because I was too stubborn and afraid to let her go. He thought with an inward sigh. Even if I don't approve, even if this causes a war, I cannot stand to see her hurt anymore. I owe her family that much. He added mentally as he gave the deity a small smile. "I'm all right Botan, just a little ... preoccupied."

Botan frowned, releasing her hold and backing away. "What is it about Kagone that troubles you so sir?"

Koenma frowned, wishing he had never mentioned that accursed man's name. "He is the one who destroyed your village 500 years ago, Botan."

Botan gasped, the destroyed village she had discovered earlier roaring into her consciousness, the area triggering a memory of her childhood. Botan wanted to weep. Wanted to know why. Why an Elder would do such a thing.

Kurama's features grew pained, his heart filling with an all consuming sadness. The sadness of loss. He walked over to Botan, wrapping his arms around his deity, lending his strength to her wounded heart. Understanding lit his eyes as turned to Koenma, remembering something the spirit lord had told him. "So that's what you meant when you said you didn't want what happened to Botan's family to happen to her."

Koenma nodded, his features tight as he watched a grief stricken Botan lean heavily against the kitsune who led her back around towards the front of his desk. "Botan lived in a small domain far north of here near a crystal lake that shared the name of the village, Jaisetsu." He began, leaning back in his chair, his voice pained as he relived the memory once again.. "I went there in search of a ferry girl who had left a few days prior to visit her family and had not yet returned. When I arrived I found the village burnt to the ground and the inhabitants dead. All save Botan who I found clinging to life, wedged between her dead parents."

"And the ferry girl?" Botan asked, strength returning to her soul as she took what Kurama offered her, lifting her head off her beloved's chest to stare over at her boss.

Koenma shook his head. "I never found her." He answered softly. "When I confronted the Elders about it, Kagone was the one who told me he ordered the raid, claiming several of the inhabitants carried, what he called, tainted blood."

"Tainted blood." Kurama murmured, staring at Koenma with angered eyes. "You mean those of Reigen/Ningen lineage don't you?"

Koenma nodded. "I asked him what proof he hand and he claimed he didn't need any, he knew."

"What?!" Botan exclaimed. "You mean to tell me he destroyed my village and killed everyone in it based on a feeling he had? What the hell kind of logic is that?!"

"The kind he would use if he finds out about your relationship with Kurama." Koenma replied. "He will see it as a threat to his world and will not hesitate to eliminate you. Regardless of your soul bond." The spirit lord paused, shifting his gaze over to the kitsune. "It was he who sensed your presence, Kurama, and it was he who was hunting for you in order to kill you." He added, turning his gaze away from them. "That is why I suggest you keep a low profile until I can find out a way to rectify this situation."

Botan stared at her boss in shock. "Are ... you saying you'll help us?" She asked, her voice tinged in hope.

Koenma drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Yes. I will help you." He answered, his eyes widening as Botan rushed over and hugged him.

"Thank you! Oh, thank you Koenma sir!" She sang, laughing heartily as she hugged him all the tighter.

Koenma fidgeted in embarrassment, not used to such emotional outbursts. "Yes, well," He said abruptly, his features growing irritated as the deity tightened her hold. "Alright Botan you can let go now!" He commanded through clenched teeth.

Botan smiled, releasing her hold, leaning down to give Koenma a quick peck on the cheek before rushing back over to Kurama and hugging him fiercely.

Koenma straightened out his shirt and crossed his hands in front of him, resting them on his desk. "Now then," He began, eyeing them sternly. " I am lifting the restriction for you to visit Ningenkai, Botan." He paused, noticing the look of glee spread across the deity's features. " However, I am also reinstating you as head ferry girl which means you will begin transporting souls to Reikai tomorrow."

Botan's smile fell. "Do I really have to Lord Koenma?" She asked, hoping to spend some more time with the kitsune.

"I'm afraid so Botan." He replied, his voice even as he rose out of his seat. "It will provide you with the perfect alibi when you enter the human world. Especially if I neglect to schedule you to work a day or two a week." He added, opening the center drawer in front of him. He reached inside and withdrew a small object, resting it upon his desk before turning and walking towards the door behind him.

Botan smiled, walking over to the desk. She gently clasped the object, raising her head, her surprised amethyst eyes watching as the spirit lord opened the door and disappeared into the hallway. Thank you Lord Koenma.

"Botan?" Kurama's gentle voice called out to her.

The deity turned around, her face alight with joy as she held the object in her hand.

Kurama smiled back. A communicator. The kitsune thought as he watched Botan walk back towards him. With open arms he beckoned her to him and she complied. Sighing in contentment against his chest as Kurama held her, safe in his arms. And so they stood, until the hour grew late and the kitsune left to return to his world.

"I'll see you soon Botan." He whispered into the deity's ear before brushing his lips upon her cheek and pulling away.

"Good bye Kurama." She whispered back, reaching out to caress the left side of his face before lowering her hand. She stood upon the top of the trail, watching with twinkling eyes as her love disappeared into the darkness and away from her. Not for long. She thought with a warm smile. And never from my heart. She added as she turned around and headed back inside.

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Koenma stood atop of the palace, hands resting against the fortified railing as he leaned forward, brown orbs aflame with concern. He watched his head ferry girl embrace the kitsune, the love they shared evident even from so far away. Love he had hoped the ferry girl would find with one of her own kind. But the bond Botan and Kurama share is a testament to how wrong I have been, how foolish I have behaved. He thought with a sad sigh. And I must rectify my mistake.

The sound of shuffling feet attracted his attention. Turning around, his quizzical brown eyes met the twinkling blue ones of Ayame who favored him with a warm smile. Koenma's heart jumped into his throat as he watched her approach. God she was a vision to behold. Feminine yet strong, beautiful yet intelligent. All the qualities a man could ask for. I only wish I could tell her how I felt. He thought sadly as he greeted her. "Ayame." He said in an even tone, though his mind wished to tell her more.

"My lord." Ayame returned the greeting, bowing her head slightly in respect as she stopped beside him, her eyes cast down towards the trail where the deity stood alone, watching Kurama walk slowly away from her. "Do you really think everything will turn out all right? Do you think we'll be able to help them?"

Koenma tore his gaze away from her concerned features to stare downward once again. "I don't know Ayame. But we must try. Much as I disapprove, I cannot fight against a soul bond. Not even to prevent my own death."

Ayame brought her gaze up, turning slowly to face her boss who also turned to face her. "You are more brave than I gave you credit for Lord Koenma. I apologize for what I said earlier."

Koenma smiled but shook his head. "There is nothing to apologize for Ayame." He said softly. "What you said to me in the medical facility was correct. I am a coward, and stubborn to boot."

Ayame smiled back, her features curious. "Is that what made you change your mind?"

Koenma drew in his breath and let it out slowly, watching as Botan walked back inside and out of view. "I have been the overprotective father type for too long. It's time to let go. To let Botan chose her own path and her own husband. As is her right." He answered, his eyes widening in surprise as he felt Ayame reach out and rest her hand upon his own. He brought his eyes back upon the dark haired ferry girl, his heartbeat as quick as a hummingbird's wings.

Ayame said nothing, just smiled as she tilted her head back to gaze upon the stars in the heavens above.

Koenma smiled back, mimicking her motion, enjoying the view above and the company of the woman beside him as the two continued to watch the night sky.

******

Far away, in the land of Makai, another weary soul stared up into the sky, his mind formulating the best way to confront his toughest challenge yet. To admit his weakness. That he loved the person closest to his heart with every fiber of his being. Red eyes traveled along the clear dark sky, his lean frame clothed in black as he sat upon the rooftop of Mukuro's main house. A light wind tugged at his spiky black hair but Hiei paid no mind to the elements, he was lost in the memory of the other day, the feel of his teacher's lips still burning against his own. To no great surprise he found himself wanting her more and more. Wanted to feel her lips upon his again, to return the love and desire he had saw in her eyes that night.

But Mukuro was not at the compound. Unbeknownst to him, the female fire apparition had set off early in the morning on patrol of her borders, something she usually left her men or him to do. When he asked one of the guards who she took with her, he had been told Mukuro had gone alone. His mind understood her need for her to maintain her borders, to make sure everything was up to speed. He knew Mukuro could handle herself just fine. But his heart worried about her all alone in the dangerous world of Makai. What if something happened to her? What if ... Hiei shook his head. Stupid emotions! He growled mentally, rising to his feet, disgusted at himself and his doubt. Nothing will happen. He countered forcefully in his mind. Mukuro can take care of herself.

Just then a groan met his sensitive ears. A sound of pain and anger. The fire apparition disappeared instantly from the roof to the ground below, his red eyes widening in shock at the sight before him. "Mukuro?" His voice escaped in a whisper from his parted lips, too stupefied to move.

There was his sensei, stumbling towards him, clasping her limp left arm, her head down cast and her breathing labored. His acute senses could smell the metallic aura of blood that surrounded the female fire demon. Whoever or whatever Mukuro had encountered hurt her badly. Rage filled his veins, vengeance screaming from his heart at the thought of anyone touching his teacher. He clenched his right hand into a fist, the power of his dark dragon calling for release, to feast on the offender who had dared harm her. Feeling returned to his limbs, his body obeying his command to go to her side.

"Mukuro?" He repeated, reaching out to wrap his arms around her, offering her the support of his sturdy frame to guide her inside only to frown as the female demon shook off his arms.

"I'm fine Hiei. I don't need your help." She said in the most forceful voice she could muster as she walked forward, stumbling so badly she almost fell.

Hiei grabbed onto her, this time his grip more firm. "The hell you don't." He countered. "Quit being so damn stubborn and let me help you." He offered in a soft voice.

Mukuro winced as she turned her head to the side, her gaze lightening as she saw the look of concern upon her handsome pupil's face. "Very well." She conceded just as the world turned black and darkness took her.

Hiei grunted as he felt the full weight of his sensei lean against him. His eyes lit up in concern as he noticed how slack the female demon's features had become. "Mukuro? Mukuro?" He repeated, shaking her gently. When he received no response, his features grew determined. Raising his spiritual energy, the fire apparition moved beyond the sight of all but the most skilled observers as he disappeared from the courtyard and reappeared in the female demon's room. Hiei laid her gently down upon her bed and began to tend to her wounds. Don't worry. He thought as he peeled away her clothing and assessed her injuries. I will help you.

Mukuro stirred slowly from her slumber, wincing as she sat upright, her head pounding like a jackhammer. She lifted her left arm to rub her temples, frowning as she felt the stiffness of bandages around her shoulder. What the hell? Memories came back to her, where she had gone, the attack, the subsequent pain and her inability to find her attacker as she escaped and made her way back to the compound.

"You're awake."

The female fire demon whirled her head to the side, her features twisted in surprise as she gazed upon the lean frame of her pupil who returned her look with a stern expression that made her want to reach out and smooth the furrow between his brow. What she really wanted to do was caress his handsome face and kiss his surprisingly soft lips. She had relished that night in the rain. The night she had shown him how she truly felt, only to pull away in bitter disappointment when he seemed more interested in her wounds than in her heart. How foolish I was to believe he thought any different of me. "I'm sorry." She murmured as she turned her gaze away from him, not wanting him to see the pain reflected in her eyes.

But Hiei could hear it in her voice, his heart breaking at the sound, knowing it was his actions that had caused this. That she had left not so much as to patrol her territory but to avoid seeing him, avoid talking to him. And all because I was too stupid to tell her how I felt! He chided himself as he reached out and gently tapped her arm. "Mukuro, look at me." He whispered in an almost urgent voice.

"No." The female demon replied softly.

Hiei frowned. "Why not?" He asked, perplexed at her actions. Here he was ready to tell her he loved her and she was refusing to look at him. Not for long. He vowed as his hand traveled up to the female apparition's face, resting it upon her left cheek. "Please look at me Mukuro." He repeated in such a gentle tone that the woman felt compelled to obey.

Mukuro had never heard Hiei speak like that, the touch of his skin upon hers igniting a flame of curiosity and desire as she turned and looked upon him, her breath catching in her throat at the tender gaze he held. A gaze that spoke of a love she thought he didn't and could never feel.

Hiei did not pull his hand away, did not turn his gaze from the female demon, wanting to show her through his eyes just how much he loved and desired her. Yes, Hiei, a fire demon known to show little emotion other than the love of battle was opening himself up to her, offering his heart through his actions, all his thoughts and feelings swirling with the red orbs that looked upon Mukuro. "I know why you left Mukuro," He began as he studied himself for what he was about to do. "I know why you're angry at me and I can't say that I blame you."

Mukuro studied him with curious eyes. Eyes that widened when Hiei moved closer to her. So close their lips were almost upon each other. "So if you want to hit me after what I'm about to do feel free." He added as he leaned forward and pressed his lips upon hers.

Muruko lay perfectly still for about five seconds, too shocked to respond. Here she thought she had misjudged him and now he was kissing her. Kissing her like a lover. Reality came back to the female demon who kissed him back with a passionate fervor, as if she could never get enough of his lips. At last the need to breathe became necessary and Hiei pulled away, eyes glazed and his breathing labored. He looked down at Mukuro, his heart pounding at the need and love that was evident in her features. His gaze trailed to her swollen lips, lips that desired to be kissed again but he held back, not wanting to push her too much, after all she had been injured not too long ago and her wounds were not completely healed. Regaining his rational mind, Hiei sat up and away from her. "I should go now. You need your rest." He said, withdrawing his hand from her face only to stop when Mukuro grabbed a hold of his hand. "Don't go," She said softly, her voice pleading. "Stay with me."

Hiei studied her, noticing a look of desire burning within her frank gaze. A blush spread along his cheeks as he realized what she was asking.

Mukuro smiled, a small laugh escaping from her throat as she cooed, "You're so cute when you're embarrassed."

"I'm not embarrassed." Hiei retorted quickly, his blush deepening when Mukuro pulled him onto the bed, so that now he was beside her.

"Are you afraid then?" She asked, this time her voice gentle as she removed her hold and caressed his face.

"No." He replied softly, his eyelids growing heavy at her touch, embarrassment giving way to desire as he turned to face her, his eyes open once again as he closed the distance between them and met her need with his own.

****

"Why do you love me Hiei?" Mukuro asked sometime later, her head resting upon the right side of Hiei's bare chest, their bodies wrapped within the sheets of the female fire demon's bed. She could hardly believe what had just happened. Could hardly believe how lucky she was to be loved by someone who could have any woman he wanted but had chose her.

The fire demon frowned, puzzled by her question. "What?" He asked, wanting to make sure he had heard her right.

"Why do you love me?" She repeated. "What is it about me that you love? I mean, let's face it I'm not the most beautiful woman in the world and I ..."

Hiei brought his left hand up, resting his index finger against her lips. "That's enough self abuse Mukuro." He said sternly. "There is no need for it. I love you for who you are, not what you look like. Besides," He added with a smirk as he brought his hand back to his side. "Your the only woman with enough guts to seduce me in your own bed."

"Ha ha." She said, tapping him lightly on the chest. "You seemed quite a willing victim."

"So I was." Hiei conceded, his tone growing serious as he continued. "Mukuro?"

"Yes?" She replied, nuzzling against the warmth of his bare flesh.

"I want ... that is ..." He started then stopped, unsure how to ask her. With a sigh he tried again. "I want you as my mate. For ... life." He said quickly, so quickly Mukuro had to focus to understand what he was saying.

The female demon raised her head, her chin resting on his shoulder as she whispered into his ear. "I accept."

Hiei beamed. "Good." He said in his usual gruff voice, but his arm tightened protectively around her, his thoughts returning to her condition earlier. "Tell me Mukuro, what happened to you out there? Who attacked you?"

Mukuro frowned, not wanting to talk about it. But he wants to know and as my mate it is his right. "I was attacked by a force I have not sensed in these woods before." She began, drawing circles upon Hiei's chest in a lazy fashion. "Something dark and oppressive and of mixed origin."

Hiei frowned. "Mixed origin?"

Mukuro nodded. "Demon and human energy and for the briefest of seconds I could have sworn, energy that only those of Reikai possess."

Hiei nearly bolted upright. "It sounds exactly like the energy I sensed that day when the spirit detectives were attacked in your woods."

Mukuro frowned, not liking the train of thought that was traveling within her mind. "Do you think the events are connected?" She asked.

"I don't know." Hiei replied, tightening his grip around her as he rested his head upon the female demon's, offering her comfort and support until she fell asleep, leaving a worried Hiei to ponder just what the hell had happened.

Okay guys. Weird chapter I know. I apologize if you find it off. Anyway, I know this is shorter than my other chapters but I've just been exhausted with everything that is going on around me. So feel free to voice your dissent or approval in your reviews. The more, the merrier I always say!