Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ After the Fall ❯ The Morning After ( Chapter 26 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Well, here I am with another update for all my loyal readers. Contrary to the delay in posting, Sessha is not dead. I've just been tired a lot lately. It got so bad for awhile there that I began to hallucinate. But after several days of needed sleep, I have returned to my old self and am ready to continue. So without further ado, onto chapter 26!

Chapter 26--The Morning After

Light filtered through the windows of Kurama's bedroom, the warm rays washing in steady waves all along the covered frame of Botan who nestled deeper under the sheets, her features scrunching in discomfort from the relentless light that evaded her once deep slumber. She had been having such a nice dream until then. Her mind enveloped in a vision of Kurama. Of his smile. And his heart. And the words he spoke to her as they stood before a priest and made their vows to love and care for each other for the rest of their lives. Though still somewhat asleep, Botan couldn't help but react to her dream, a loving smile spreading across her lips even as the dream faded and consciousness began to return to her. Letting out a muffled sigh, she drew in a breath through her nose, her features contorting in surprise at the mixed scent of roses and something all too familar and masculine.

"Kurama." She murmured in a sleepy tone, her eyelids fluttering open. Up until that point, her groggy mind held the false belief she was in her own room. But as her vision began to clear, she realized all to well that the sheet above her was not her usual white one but rather that of a blue hue. Botan pushed the covers off her face, studying the empty bed in disorientation, her eyes widening as she realized the reason for the scent that filtered through her olfactory nerves. I'm in Kurama's bed!

Memories of last night returned to her, causing her to blush a dark shade of red.

The image of the kitsune above her.

The feel of Kurama's body against hers overpowering her senses until all she knew was him.

His soft lips kissing her teasingly.

His voice hushed with desire, whispering seductive words as he lavished his attention upon her bare skin, his sentient onslaught causing her to gasp, his name tumbling from her lips over and over as he ...

But did that really happen or was I dreaming it? She wondered in sudden doubt. Looking down, Botan lifted the sheet, a small gasp escaping her lips as she quickly dropped the blanket. I'm completely naked! She cried inwardly. It did happen! And although she was somewhat embarrassed at her current state, she didn't regret what had transpired between them. But still, she was a little nervous. After all it had been her first time and she was feeling a little self conscious. What if he didn't like it? What if? Botan shook her head, chasing her negative thoughts away. I know he loves me. And I love him. That's all that matters.

Botan sat upright, hugging the sheet against her as she began to look around the room. Her eyes soon fell upon a neatly folded pair of light blue jeans, a purple hued dress shirt along with her undergarments and a pair of white socks. A spark of recognition formed across Botan's face. It was the clothing she had purchased yesterday. A vivid splash of color caught her attention causing the deity to shift her gaze to the top of the pile, her eyes widening at the sight of a bright red rose that lay beautifully upon the articles of clothing. Botan smiled at the gesture.

Kurama had retrieved the clothing for her.

A flood of warmth spread through the deity's heart. Her love for him growing ever more. He was so considerate and kind. Much more so than she had ever thought possible. But where are you Kurama? She wondered, her smile falling when she could not gain a sense of him. She began to turn her attention back to the open door off to her left, only to swing her gaze back upon the rose. Studying the flower more closely, the deity noticed a folded piece of white paper. Curious, Botan reached out and gently clasped the rose with her left hand, laying it upon her covered lap before reaching out with her right hand to snag the letter.

Botan quickly unfolded the note, anxious to see what had become of the kitsune.

Dearest Botan,

Please forgive me for not being there when you awoke this morning, love, but it could not be helped. I am unfortunately obligated to attend basketball practice until noon but the truth is I'd rather be in bed with you wrapped safely within my arms. And I know this may sound a little strange at first but I want to apologize for hurting you last night. The mark will leave only a small scar, I promise...

Botan paused in her reading, a frown forming on her features as she reread the sentence. It was true that she was a little sore from last night, but nothing too painful. So what was ...

Another memory resurfaced, causing the deity to whip her head to the right, her eyes widening at what she saw. There, just beyond her neck, was a reddish mark with two prominent indentions on opposite sides.

Fang marks.

From Youko.

Understanding lit up her features. She knew the reason for mark but was a little surprised she hadn't remembered right away. The human side of Kurama, Suuichi, had asked for her hand in marriage, following the courtship rituals distinct among humans and Reigens while his Youko side had solidified their bond with a more physical testament to their devotion to one another, marking her in the demon way, giving her a small bite upon her flesh and filling the wound with a tiny amount of his Youkai energy thus letting other demons know she was mated. That she was his and his alone. And the mark will forever be a part of me now. The deity thought with a small smile as she returned her gaze upon the letter and finished reading.

.... I will be home as soon as practice is over. There are many things I need to talk to you about. Over lunch perhaps? I will see you soon my love.

Kurama

Botan lowered the letter into her covered lap, a contemplative look upon her countenance as she turned her head to the side. What could Kurama wish to talk to me about? She wondered, her eyes focused on the clothing in front of her. Warring thoughts began to erupt inside the deity's mind. Part of her thought it best to wait for his return while the other yearned to see him with such intensity she found it hard to ignore. But would he still be at practice if she went to find him? Botan tore her gaze away form the clothing, scanning the room slowly until her eyes fell upon the small white digital alarm clock on the left side of the bed, the time of 11:15 glowing in bright neon green.

There's still time. She thought in relief as she dropped the letter to the side and threw off the covers surrounding her bare frame. She was suddenly oblivious to her nakedness, the need to see her mate pushing all modesty to the back of her mind as she swung her legs over the side and rose to her feet. Reaching out, Botan quickly retrieved her folded clothes and marched towards the bathroom, shutting the door gently behind her.

*****

Yoh sat silently upon the bench inside Tsunaka arena, his intelligent blue orbs following the action out on the center court, the constant flash of green a little disorientating at first but the Reigen quickly adapted to the new uniforms his teammates wore. He memorized the white embroidered numbers stitched upon each player's jersey along with their names, his eyes focusing lastly upon the player who bore the number 07 whom he continued to pay special attention to. For it was this player Yoh wanted to model himself after. A small smile took over the blonde's lips as he watched the red haired man maneuver effortlessly around the pressing defense Coach Odo had developed as part of their play book for the year. It seems Kurama already figured that particular scheme out. Yoh thought, impressed with the kitsune's high level of intelligence. His gaze followed Kurama as he rushed towards the basket, feigning an inside shot only to pass it back out to Akira who stood flush with the three point line.

The tall center wasted no time, setting his feet before making his shot, his body rising off the ground in time with the release of the ball, his lanky arms still upright as the ball flew in a high arc before rocketing downward and through the hoop with a resounding whoosh. "Three pointer!" Akira cried as he lowered his arms, a grin plastered on his face as he pointed to Kurama who returned his grin with a small smile and a nod before rushing back down court to set up the defense.

A somber look erupted upon Yoh's features. There was something different about the kitsune today. Something the blond couldn't place his finger on. He seemed more business like than usual, almost as if he wished to be somewhere else. With Botan perhaps? Yoh wondered as he continued to watch the practice game unfold.

Kurama reached up to brush away the strands of hair plastered to his forehead, sighing inwardly at the constant block of his vision by his unruly bangs. Perhaps I should cut my hair? He wondered. Not for the first time had he pondered whether to return to the short haircut he had worn many years ago or to keep the longer hairstyle that had been a part of him since high school. He had originally grown his hair in order to hide the many plant seeds needed when he was forced to fight or defend himself. And although he had received numerous compliments from women (and a few rather uncomfortable responses from men) and thought himself to be quite attractive with longer hair, he couldn't deny the fact that there were times he wished to be rid of it.

But Botan doesn't seem to mind. He countered mentally, a tender smile gracing his lips at the thought of his beloved deity and the way she had run her hands through his hair last night after their lovemaking. He could still feel her fingers as she brushed across his bangs before gently entangling her hand within his dark red strands, caressing them lovingly and whispering words of affection as Kurama held her close. Reflexively, the fox spirit closed his eyes, his mind lost within the memories of last night. How he ached to be by her side again, to hold her in his arms and share in their love for each other. Both alone in a world of their own where no one could reach.

He had awoken first in the morning, his emerald gaze loving as he studied the woman wrapped within his arms. How he wanted to just lay there watching her sleep, hoping with all his heart that she would awaken and he could kiss her and give himself to her once more. But alas, Botan remained in a deep slumber, impervious to even his gentle caress upon her face. So Kurama had watched her sleep for as long as he could, his heart loathe to leave her side. He wanted to talk to her about a few things. Namely about her gift to completely mask her chi. But prior engagements needed tending to. The most pressing being his obligation to attend basketball practice. So with a weary sigh and a heavy heart, Kurama had untangled himself from her and went to clean up, making sure the deity had a fresh set of clothing to wear before leaving for campus. And although he had been methodical in his play on the court, his mind was still absorbed with thoughts of his betrothed, so much so that he didn't see or sense the elbow smacking into his temple with supernatural force.

A burst of red erupted inside the kitsune's vision, his head whipping to the side from the force of the blow. He staggered and reeled several feet to the left, his equilibrium shot as he began to fall towards the hard wood floor only to stop when a pair of large hands grabbed a hold of his arm and chest, steadying his lean frame.

"Suuichi! Are you okay man?" Akira asked in a concerned tone as he righted his friend back onto his feet. He studied the kitsune closely, his brown eyes widening at the flow of crimson fluid that flowed freely down the right side of his face, tracing a red line around his jaw before dripping off his chin, splattering onto the floor in large red drops while another rivulet of blood traveled down his neck, settling into the fabric of his green jersey.

A sharp whistle suddenly erupted within the confines of Tsunaka arena, drawing the instant attention of the players who studied the man coming towards them expectantly.

Coach Odo frowned as he released his hold upon the metallic chain around his neck, the small, silver item landing silently against the black T-shirt adorning his chest. He marched forward, his green warm up pants making loud swishing noises as he made his way quickly to the other side of the court. The older man's brown eyes were etched in concern as he spoke, "What the hell happened Akira?" He demanded in a barking tone, stopping in front of the tall center who shook his head.

"I'm not sure coach," The tall blond began, dropping his left hand from the kitsune's chest though his right hand retained it hold of Kurama's arm. " I was so absorbed in trying to get the rebound I didn't see Suuichi get hit."

Odo looked away from Akira to the back up center of the team, Judaio Kasiwara, his eyes narrowing at the tell tale evidence of blood upon his right elbow. "Kasiwara?" The black haired man said in a dark tone, "Perhaps you can illuminate what happened to Minamino?"

The tall, brown haired young man gulped reflexively, his hazel eyes confused as he spoke, "I .. don't know ...Coach," He stammered, his features puzzled as he looked down at his feet. "One second I'm up grabbing for the rebound the next my arm seemed to have a mind of it's own. I didn't mean to hit Suuichi sir, honestly."

Odo shook his head, returning his attention to Kurama. "You all right son?" He asked in a even tone.

Kurama drew in a breath and raised his head, his emerald eyes showing no malice, his features absent of emotion as he spoke. "I'll be fine Coach Odo."

The older man studied Kurama with puzzled eyes, a little unnerved by the flatness in the red head's voice and his lack of emotion. As if he's not really human at all. Odo shook his head slightly from such thoughts, his features becoming skeptical. "Uh huh," He replied in a doubtful tone. "Go take a seat with Yoh, Minamino. I'll get a trainer to have a look at that cut." He ordered, watching as the red haired man walked wordlessly towards the bench before returning his attention to the rest of his team. "As for the rest of you, you can finish practice with some laps around the court."

The young men groaned slightly but complied, breaking formation to begin jogging around the perimeter of the court.

Kurama sunk down on the wooden bench beside a rather disturbed Yoh who eyed his friend in grave concern. He had felt the small shift in energy, a mere instant in time but enough for the Reigen to sense it. So why didn't Kurama? He wondered. Reaching to his right, the blond quickly grabbed a white terry cloth towel folded beside him. "Here you go Suuichi." Yoh said softly, holding out the towel for Kurama to take.

The kitsune shifted his gaze to his right, his eyes falling on Yoh's hand. Kurama raised his head so that he could see the blond fully. "Thank you." He said, reaching out to take the towel from his friend's outstretched hand before pressing it against his still throbbing temple, wincing as he applied pressure to the open wound. What just happened? Kurama wondered as he lowered his gaze to the ground. True, the power of the blow had not come from Kasiwara, for no mere human could inflict the kind of damage that had caused his skin to split open. Something else was at work here. Instantly, the kitsune's eyes narrowed, a disturbing thought entering his mind as he brought his head back up and studied the arena. Where are you? He wondered, his features dark as he scanned the seats slowly and methodically.

Yoh watched his friend, a knowing look spreading upon his countenance. So he did sense it. He thought in surprise as he too began to search the rows of seats for some evidence of another person or being within the confines of the massive arena. But nothing caught his eye. Frustrated, Yoh stood up and began to walk towards the bleachers on the opposite side of the court, his features hardened as he physically sought out who ever had attacked his friend.

Kurama, meanwhile, continued his visual search only to stop as he suddenly sensed a familar chi approach. The kitsune dropped his gaze away from the bleachers, turning his body sideways as his surprised emerald orbs met the concerned amethyst ones of Botan. He watched as the deity rushed down the steps and quickly came to his side.

"Kurama, what happened to you?" She said in a pained whisper only the kitsune could hear as she knelt down beside him.

"It's just a little bump on the head Botan." The kitsune answered softly but did not break his gaze, even as the deity reached out and gently removed his hand, revealing the now reddened towel and a rather nasty gash along his temple.

Botan drew in a breath. Reaching up with her right hand, she careful pulled away the strands of hair plastered against the bloodied gash. She was about to begin healing the wound when Kurama reached up with his free hand and clasped the deity's wrist, his hold gentle as he shook his head slowly.

Realization as to where they were came to Botan who gave him an apologetic smile. She lowered her hand, her features growing tender as Kurama slipped his hand upwards and clasped it within his own.

"It's good to see you once again Botan," He whispered lovingly, a smile lighting his features as the deity drew closer to him. "But why are you here?" He asked, setting the towel to the side as he took her other hand within his own.

"After reading your note this morning, I found myself unable to wait for your return," She replied, looking down at their hands as she rose up to sit beside him. "There are so many things I need to speak to you about and I ... " The deity began to ramble only to go silent as Kurama leaned forward and gave her a small kiss upon the lips. Botan closed her eyes, a feeling of warmth and love filling her being as she sweetly returned the kitsune's kiss.

Sensing her mild distress, Kurama had sought to soothe her troubled heart, expressing his emotions to her in a way only soul mates could. All thought of where he was fled from his mind as he deepened the kiss, lost in the touch of her lips upon his. Such a sweet girl you are my deity. He thought with an inward smile. A few seconds elapsed before the kitsune opened his eyes, tugging gently at the deity's lower lip as he pulled slowly away.

Botan's eyelids fluttered open as she felt her mate's lips leave hers. A look of contentment graced her beautiful features, her amethyst orbs mirroring the love and understanding shone within the emerald ones of Kurama.

"I'm glad you're here, Botan." The kitsune said with a tender smile only to have it drop when a deep voice boomed to his left.

"Whoa man, check out the babe!"

Both the kitsune and the deity turned their heads towards the sound of the voice.

Two dark haired, young men dressed in the same uniform as Kurama stood a few feet away, their eyes drinking in the sight of Botan who couldn't help but blush as they continued to ogle her.

"What a fox!" The taller of the two men cried, his blue eyes shifting over to Kurama as he added, "Your girlfriend is really hot Minamino!"

Kurama narrowed his eyes, not amused at the reaction Botan was exhibiting due to their comments. His possessive side flooded to the surface as he pulled Botan closer to him. Although his orbs remained their usual emerald hue, the low growl that escaped from his throat belonged to Youko. He glared at his teammates who took the hint, scrambling away as they continued their laps around the court, mumbling incoherently as they shook their heads. The kitsune watched them go, his features still hard as he made sure they maintained their distance.

Botan stared at Kurama in surprise. Never before had she seen him act so ... possessive. It was as if she were seeing a whole new side to him and it both excited and terrified her. "Kurama?" She whispered, hoping to draw Kurama's attention back on her.

The fox spirit's features instantly softened, calmed by her soothing voice. Botan was the only one who could quell the beast that was Youko within him, bringing his human side back out into the forefront. Kurama shook his head slowly, clearing his mind and his heart of the petty emotions that had flared to life a few seconds ago. "I'm sorry Botan," Kurama began in a gentle voice as he returned his attention back upon the deity. "It was not my intention to be so aggressive about you, it's just that Youko felt a little.. perturbed at the sudden attention those men were lavishing upon you and decided to uh ... " The red head paused, wondering how to put into words the feelings of his demon side. "Announce you belonged with him .. I mean me ..." He added with a frown, bothered by his sudden lapse into stammering.

Botan blushed slightly, lowering her gaze to their entwined hands. "But I do belong with you Kurama." She murmured, her mind straying to the mark upon the juncture of her neck and right shoulder. "I belong to both of you." She added as she leaned towards him to rest her head upon his shoulder. "Body, heart and soul."

Kurama closed his eyes, leaning his head against hers as he untangled his hands and wrapped his arms around her back, holding her close. "And I am yours Botan. Now and forever." He whispered into her ear, contentment filling his heart in a way he had never felt before.

A polite cough interrupted his moment of bliss, causing the kitsune to open his eyes. Kurama turned to his left, his emerald orbs meeting the amused brown ones of his coach.

"Am I to assume this is your girlfriend Minamino?"

Kurama reluctantly loosened his hold, allowing Botan to raise her head from his shoulder as he spoke in a prideful tone. "Actually Coach Odo, this is my fiancee Botan ... " His voice trailed off for a few seconds, his mind scrambling to come up with a last name befitting of his deity. A word popped into his head and with a smile her replied, "Utsukushii." His smile broadened as he noticed the blush spread across his mate's cheeks.

The older man stifled a laugh at the scene before him. They remind me of my wife and I when we were younger. He thought as he gave Botan a slight nod of his head. "It is nice to meet you Miss Utsukushii."

Botan gave him a slight bow of her head. "It is a pleasure to meet you Mr. Odo. Suuichi has told me you're a very good coach and quite talented with play calls."

Odo shifted his gaze over to Kurama. "Oh really," Coach Odo replied with a raised eyebrow. "Gifted with play calls you say. After his shredding of my defense today, I'd have to disagree."

Kurama paid no mind to his coach's gentle prodding. "Your defensive scheme was well drawn out Coach Odo."

The black haired man waved away his compliment. "There is no need for flattery Minamino. The defense needs a few adjustments and your play today has helped me see that." He replied, his features growing serious as he added, "Well enough with the idle chat Suuichi, you need to get that cut examined. The trainer is in the locker room waiting for you." Odo turned, addressing the other members of the team. "Practice is over gentlemen! Hit the showers!" He shouted before returning his attention to the two lovers seated upon the bench. "It was nice meeting you Miss." He said with another slight bow of his head.

"Likewise." Botan replied, mimicking his action as she watched the older man walk towards the locker room doors on the far side of the court. "He seems very nice." She commented, twisting her head back in the kitsune's direction.

"He is." Kurama said softly as he rose from his seat.

Botan followed his motion, rising to her feet as well. "I'll just wait for you out here I guess."

Kurama frowned, not liking that idea at all. Although he truly was glad to see her, the thought of leaving her all alone unsettled him. Especially after being attacked a few minutes ago by an unknown force. I will not let the same happen to her. He vowed silently. "Why don't you come with me."

Botan's eyes widened, her features full of shock as she stammered, "You .. want me to go ... into a boys locker room?"

Kurama smirked, feeling the rise of uneasiness within the deity's heart. "I was thinking more along the lines of just outside of the locker room." He answered about to say something else when a soft masculine voice reached his hearing.

"I'll wait with her Suuichi if you want."

Kurama shifted his gaze past Botan's shoulder, a grateful look gracing his countenance as he watched Yoh approach behind them. Although Botan would be left alone with the young man, Kurama had complete faith in Yoh's character. He trusted him more than any of the other guys. And Botan will be in good hands while I get this cut taken care of. Besides, He reasoned inwardly. The sooner we get out of here, the sooner I can talk to her. "Thank you Yoh."

The blond nodded, understanding the kitsune's rather protective nature. Having overheard their conversation on his way back to the bench, Yoh felt the need to help. After all, I worry for her safety as well. "It is no trouble Suuichi. I'll keep her company for a few minutes out in the hall," He replied with a friendly smile as he turned to go. "I'll wait outside the doors for you Miss Botan." He added before heading towards the double set of doors on the opposite side of the court.

Kurama watched him go before entwining Botan's hand within his own and leading her silently in the same direction Yoh had taken. All three oblivious to the fact someone remained. Someone who had been watching everything that had gone on for well over an hour. A shadow moved within the darkened confines of the arena press box, settling his lanky frame onto the cushioned chair in the center of the booth. His gray eyes were focused intently on the disappearing back of the kitsune, an evil smile forming upon his lips as he thought back to the attack he had manipulated a short while ago. Did you enjoy that little knock to the head Kurama? I know I did. Ren thought with an inward sneer. It felt good to let out a little frustration, the sight of blood erupting from the gash inflicted upon the kitsune more than worth the time he had spent observing him. And very soon I will complete the task I set out so long ago. I will extinguish your life and the lives of your friends. And all that is owned to me and my kin will come to pass.

An insistent vibe erupted on his right hip, drawing the dark haired man's attention down to the cell phone resting within the phone clip attached to his pants. Reaching down, Ren snatched the phone into his hand and held it up to his ear. "Did you complete your task?" He murmured into the phone, not allowing the caller to speak first.

"I have what you requested." Tahomen's voice filtered through. "The others and I will be waiting in the park for your arrival."

Ren smiled. "I will be there shortly." He replied in a satisfactory tone. Lowering the phone, the group leader shut it off, sliding it back upon it's clip before rising to his feet. A few more days Kurama. Just a few more days before I crush you like the bug that you are and Botan becomes mine. The dark haired man thought with glee as he straightened his clothing and quickly left the room.

******

"So Yoh," Botan began as she stood outside the well lit corridor that led to the men's locker room. "Can you tell me what happened to Suuichi?"

Yoh looked up from the white tiled floor, focusing his gaze upon the deity's features as he opened his mouth to speak, "The back up center, Judaio Kasiwara, elbowed him in the temple during a scramble for a rebound." He said simply, withholding the fact that Kurama was just standing there, too lost in thought to comprehend what was going on around him. And it probably had something to do with Botan. Yoh thought, beginning to understand just how deeply the kitsune's feelings ran for the deity. Then again, Botan seemed to be the kind of woman that would make any man long to hold her and never let go. She really is a unique person. Yoh thought with a sad smile. I only hope I meet someone as great as she is.

"Yoh? Are you all right?" Botan's concerned voice broke through his little introspection, drawing his attention back on her.

"I'm fine Botan." Yoh replied. "Just a little tired that's all."

Botan nodded slightly, shifting her gaze to the locker room doors. "Do you know anything about this Kasiwara guy?" She asked in a light hearted enough tone, though her features were still twisted in concern.

Yoh knew what she was thinking. Trust me Botan, he thought. Kasiwara is all too human with no power at all. He had nothing to do with it. "Not much really." The blond began in an equally light hearted tone. "Kasiwara is a good ball player but a little shy. Especially around girls. He's really a nice person Botan. What happened was nothing more than an accident." He lied, trying hard to keep his features from betraying the thoughts brimming within his mind. It wasn't Kasiwara who had actually struck the blow.

No.

It was someone all together different. A person with the ability to manipulate objects with his mind while at the same time transferring the power necessary to inflict damage. Someone of a telekinetic nature. Yoh reasoned. The young Reigen had a sneaking suspicion Kurama knew than he was letting on. And that bothered him. I can only hope you don't try to take them on all by yourself my friend. Wanting to change the subject before he revealed these thoughts, Yoh asked, "So how did your date with Suuichi go?"

Botan blushed, images of last night waltzing through her mind as she lowered her gaze. "It was quite fun. I had a great time."

Yoh couldn't help but stare at the deity, noting with awe the way she started to glow. It was as if the mere thought of Kurama made her happy. She truly loves him. More than anything. This made the reality of their situation upset Yoh even more. It wasn't fair to deny them of such happiness. An idea popped into the Reigen's mind. An idea that made him grin from ear to ear. Why didn't I think of that before! He cried inwardly, remembering the book his adopted father had given him. There is a way to guarantee their safety after all!

Just then, the locker room doors opened and a newly dressed Kurama emerged, his left hand tucked in the pocket of his navy pea coat while his right held the handles of a small black duffel bag. Two strips of strangely shaped medical tape lay above the now clean gash, holding the flesh together to speed up the healing process. "Sorry to have kept you waiting Botan." The kitsune said with a small smile.

Botan met his gaze and smiled back. "It's alright Suuichi. Yoh was good company to me."

Kurama turned to his friend and gave him a nod. "Thanks for staying with her."

Yoh nodded back. "It was nothing Suuichi." He replied, flashing the red head and the ferry girl a friendly smile as he turned to the side and clasped the locker room door. "You guys have a good day, okay." He threw over his shoulder, pulling open the door before disappearing inside, leaving the kitsune and the deity alone in the corridor.

Kurama watched him go then focused his attention back upon his mate. "Ready to go?" He asked, holding out his left hand for the deity to take.

"Yes." Botan answered, entwining her hand within his own, the heading out the exit doors and onto the paved walkway that lead away from the arena.

They walked in companionable silence towards the student parking lot, throwing sideways glances at each other every now and again, tender smiles upon their lips as they communicated silently the emotions brewing within their hearts. A strong gust of wind whipped through, swirling around the pair, the chilly sinews tugging viciously at their hair, long strands of blue and crimson fluttering about.

Botan shivered against the cold, reaching up with her free hand to clutch her open jacket together to ward off the wind's assault, her lithe form shivering.

Kurama frowned, his senses instantly picking up Botan's reaction to the cold. He released his hold upon her hand, wrapping his left arm around her shoulders as he pulled her close, offering the warmth of his body.

Botan smiled at his gesture, accepting his invitation, cuddling up against him as they slowly approached the student parking lot some distance ahead.

The kitsune drew his gaze slowly away from the deity. Tilting his head back, Kurama drew in a breath through his nose as he studied the partly cloudy sky above. "The seasons are changing." He murmured softly. "Winter will come soon I fear."

"You don't like the snow?" Botan asked, sensing a growing wariness within the soul of her beloved.

Kurama lowered his gaze. He had been dreading the change. Ever since his nightmares began. No matter where the vision took place or who was within it, the weather was always a frozen playground, blood mixing with the pure white of snow as it leaked from his broken body. No matter how hard he tried to rid himself of the images, they would not let go. And regardless of whether his nightmares were real or imagined, the kitsune knew the coming of winter marked a dark beginning to the world he had grown to love. Something wicked will happen when the snow falls. I can feel it. I know it. And I can't do anything to stop it. He thought apprehensively as he focused his vision on the path in front of him. A troubled look crossed his countenance as he sensed waves of concern flowing from his deity. I'm worrying her again. He chided himself. Forcing his negative thoughts to the back of his mind, his lips formed a small smile as he answered in a soft tone. "I do not mind the snow Botan. I'm just a little disappointed that I will have to put my bike in storage earlier than I anticipated, that's all."

Botan studied the calmed features of Kurama. He looks as if he's fine but I know he's not. She thought with a frown.

They were mates now.

In every way.

And weren't mates supposed to tell each other their concerns and problems? So why doesn't he want to talk to me about what is bothering him? Why does he feel so uneasy about sn... Remembrance struck her. Of course! Her mind cried.

His nightmares.

These horrible visions he suffered from night after night always included a blizzard and a long battle within the unforgiving elements of winter. And it always ended in his death. The thought of him dying frightened her. What would she do if she were to lose him? Would she fade from the world or become an empty shell too tired to fight to live? Tears welled up in the deity's eyes as she cast her gaze downward, her features twisted in distress as she tried to push away the dark thoughts that entered her mind.

Kurama, having sensed her pain, stopped his movements, his emerald orbs fastened upon the downcast features of his beloved. "Botan what's wrong?"

The deity kept her gaze riveted to the paved walkway. She didn't want him to see her crying over something so foolish as the thought of losing him. Still she couldn't hide her feelings. Couldn't hide the hurt and absolute fear that raged within her heart. "You're afraid something bad may happen when the snow falls," She began in a tiny voice. "Something that you can't stop. Is that why you don't want to talk about it Kurama?"

The kitsune stared at her in surprise. Here he was, trying to use his cunning to keep her from worrying and yet she had figured him out. Granted, he was connected to her at the soul but still, he should have been able to fool her without her the wiser. Maybe Hiei's right, Kurama thought. Maybe I have been around humans too long. "Yes Botan. I admit, I do not look forward to the coming of winter. You know as well as I the nightmares I've been suffering from lately and I can't lie to you. I believe they are warnings about what is to come."

Botan drew her gaze slowly upright, her troubled amethyst orbs meeting the soulful emerald ones of the fox spirit who reached out gently to wipe the stray tears from the deity's eyes.

"But I tell you I will not let any harm befall you. And I will not die on you either. I have promised to be your mate and husband. What ever happens, I will live for you, Botan. So there is no need to worry about it. No need at all." He answered with all the sincerity his heart felt.

Botan sensed the truth of his words and favored him with a bright smile which Kurama mirrored.

"Now then," The kitsune began as he lowered his hands from her face. "Shall we continue?"

Botan nodded, drawing close against Kurama. "I would rather get out of this cold." She replied, closing her eyes as the kitsune wrapped his arm around her once more.

"Are you hungry Botan?" Kurama asked as they started forward. "There's a wonderful little ramen shop not far from my apartment. If you're in the mood for soup that is?"

The deity smiled as nestled her head against his shoulder. "Sounds good."

A short time later found the two lovers inside the warm confines of the Zumaki Ramen House. The interior was well lit and friendly, the wood paneled walls beheld a few rather pretty photos depicting the glory of nature while several tall, lush plants as bright as the kitsune's emerald eyes adorned the corners of the large window that displayed the rather busy main street of Sakoshimi. A large L shaped wooden bar sat in the center of the restaurant, where several customer sat upon sturdy oak bar stools enjoying their lunch.

Kurama sat opposite of Botan within one of the beige upholstery booths that lined the walls, the two waiting patiently for their orders to arrive.

"This seems a pleasant enough place." Botan commented as she looked around. The deity caught the waitresses flicking sideways glances in the direction of Kurama and couldn't help but feel slightly agitated at their ogling of her mate. "Do you come here often?" She asked in an innocent enough voice as she drew her attention back upon the fox spirit who met her curious gaze with a mirthful one. When he didn't answer right away, Botan frowned. "What?"

Kurama smiled at the slight irritation he felt and heard from the deity, the source of her agitation understandable. It didn't bother him that women stared at him. He had long since learned to ignore their attention. Truly there had been those the kitsune had found quite stunning but none that had what he needed. None of them were the better half of his soul. That belonged to one woman. The one sitting in front of him. And he loved her with all his heart. And although it bothered him to see her upset in anyway, he still found it interesting to see Botan jealous. "I've really only been in here twice Botan," He answered softly at last. "But the soup each time was excellent and I know you'll enjoy it too," He added. Lifting his arms, Kurama stretched out his hands, clasping them gently over the deity's which rested in front of her on the table. "There is no reason to feel jealous Botan. I only have eyes for you." He whispered in a reassuring tone which melted the deity's heart.

Botan relaxed her hands, allowing Kurama to hold them within his own.

"Your hands are quite cold," The kitsune murmured as he began stroking the tops of her hands with his thumbs. "Allow me to warm them up for you."

Botan's eyes were drawn to his motions, a feeling of comfort filling her as he continued to warm her hands. "I didn't realize how cold I was." Botan replied softly, so lost in the feel of his touch upon her skin she didn't feel the sudden shift in the kitsune's emotions.

A rather mischievous look crossed the handsome red head's face, his eyes twinkling as he looked over to her. "I know a few ways to warm you up." He whispered in a husky tone.

Botan looked up, suddenly sensing the desire within the kitsune. And not only that, her ears had caught the meaning of his words. The deity blushed. Thoughts of last night came unbidden to her and the deity's crimson cheeks turned an even darker shade of red. "I'm sure you do." She managed to slip past her lips, the conflicted emotions of pleasure and uncertainty mixing within her heart and soul as she cast her gaze downward.

The deity's shift in emotion wasn't lost on Kurama. "Botan, are you ... " He started then stopped, frowning at the warring feelings coming from his mate. "Are you embarrassed about last night?" He asked, his tone becoming pensive as he added, "Did I hurt you?"

"No," Botan said quickly, drawing her gaze back up to look over at him. "You didn't hurt me Kurama. You could never hurt me. It's just that ... I'm so new to this and I don't know how I did. I ... "

"There is no need for your feelings of inadequacy Botan," Kurama interjected, meeting her troubled gaze with an earnest one. "Believe me when I tell you that last night was wonderful. You were wonderful." He added as he released his right hand from hers and rested it upon the left side of the deity's face. His features grew tender as he leaned forward to whisper, "You are special to me Botan. What happened between us was special. I love you more than life itself, just as you love me, my deity."

Botan brought her left hand up and covered the kitsune's as she leaned into his touch. It was true. She did love him as he loved her. And I'm not sorry it happened. "And you are special to me too, my kitsune." She whispered back to him.

Kurama smiled at her use of the word kitsune. It was the first time she had mentioned him in a possessive way. "So I'm your kitsune now am I?" He said in mock tone of disbelief.

"And don't you forget it." She said in a playful tone as she brought her right hand up and pointed her index finger at him.

Kurama let out a small laugh, his gaze twisting to the side as he sensed their server approach.

Botan followed his motion, her features relaxing as she watched the petite waitress with short blond hair deliver their meals.

"Here we are folks," The young woman said in a cheerful voice as she lowered her tray onto the table. "The house special for the lady," She began, lifting up a large, steaming, blue bowl and placed it carefully in front of the deity who smiled.

"Thank you."

The server nodded, repeating the same procedure for Kurama. "And one bowl of Double Beef Ramen for the gentleman."

"Thank you." Kurama said softly.

Again the server nodded as she took the tray back into her hand. "Is there anything else you need?"

Kurama looked over to Botan who shook her head. "I believe we are fine for now." He said, his gaze shifting briefly up at the blond before bringing it back to the deity.

"Okay then. Enjoy your lunch." And with that she headed back to the kitchen, leaving Kurama and Botan to themselves once again.

"So tell me Kurama," Botan began, staring down at the steaming chicken broth that filled the bowl in front of her. "What was it you wanted to talk to me about?"

Kurama watched as the deity gracefully lifted the dark brown chopsticks that sat on her right, into her hand. "I was wondering if you could show me how to completely mask my chi."

Botan looked at him in shock. He ... wants me to teach him how ... to mask his chi?

A small chuckle escaped from the kitsune's throat. "Don't be so surprised my love," He commented in a light tone. "I don't know everything. And as much as some people believe you to be rather ditzy, I know that you are anything but."

Botan blushed at his compliment. He doesn't think I'm ditzy at all. Her heart sang as she replied. "Thank you Kurama. That really means a lot to me. And of course I'll show you but why do you need to learn it if I may so ask?"

Kurama's features grew serious. "I need to do some investigating without the risk of being detected. And I would like the others to learn it as well."

"You mean Yusuke, Kuwabara and Hiei?"

The fox spirit nodded. "They will need to learn it if we are to have any chance of finding out who is behind this darkness that looms around Ningenkai."

Botan bit her lip. Showing Kurama was one thing. He loved and respected her. But the other boys? They would just laugh at me. She thought with trepidation. She hated being laughed at. It always made her feel so small and insignificant. But Kurama needs my help. She countered. And I will do what needs to be done. For his sake. "If you feel it necessary, then of course I'll show them as well," She replied softly. "But only if you tell me just what it is you're planning on doing Kurama."

The kitsune sighed. He didn't want to tell her. Didn't want her to fear for his safety. After all, her pain was his pain and vice versa. And I don't want to see her suffer because of me. He added mentally. "I have come to believe that the person behind the darkness to be one of my own classmates. Someone who has antagonized me since the beginning of the school year."

Botan's eyes widened. She knew who he was talking about. "You mean Ren Kurayami don't you?"

Kurama nodded, allowing a prideful smile to light up his face. See my love, you're not a ditz at all. "There's something not quite right with him, Botan. He has a tremendous amount of spiritual power. So much so, I'm beginning to wonder if Reikai may possibly have some file about him."

"It is possible Kurama," Botan conceded. "After all, Spirit world intelligence tends to be up to date with most cases of humans who possess spiritual energy but I'd have to go back to Reikai to find out." She added, in a disappointed tone. She still had two days with him and didn't want her job to interfere with their time together.

Kurama noticed the sudden pout form on the deity's face and it made him want to laugh. She's so cute when she does that. He understood her hesitancy to return to her home world. For he felt the same. "Well, you don't have to do that right away Botan. It's more important for us to learn your technique. After that, perhaps you and I could go back together. I'd be more than willing to help you sort through the files."

Botan smiled in relief. "Sounds like a plan," She replied. "So I take it we're going to visit the others today?"

"I called Yusuke and Kuwabara this morning and sent a message to Hiei," Kurama answered. "They have all agreed to meet us at Genkai's at around two o'clock."

Botan looked at her watch, frowning slightly when she noticed the time read 12:38. "That doesn't leave us much time." She said, bringing her gaze back up to Kurama.

"As soon as we're through with lunch, we'll head over there." The red head replied before reaching out to grab his chopsticks.

The two began their meal in silence, eating as fast as they could while still practicing excellent table manners before the kitsune paid the bill and the pair took off upon his bike, heading south for the busy metropolis of Tokyo.

*****

Yusuke, Kuwabara, Hiei, Yukina and Genkai sat quietly within the confines of the main temple room, waiting for the arrival of Kurama and Botan. Each wondering what it was the fox spirit wanted to talk to them about.

"Hey Urameshi," Kuwabara murmured softly, twisting to his left as he addressed the smaller man beside him, the large man's blue sweater straining from the sudden movement. "Did Kurama tell you what it was he wanted to talk about?"

Yusuke crossed his arms against his chest, the dark green sweatshirt he wore bunching up slightly from the sudden motion. "Fox boy didn't tell me anything," He said crankily. The detective was still somewhat agitated at being woken out of a rather fantastic dream about his beloved Keiko by the rather insistent ringing of his phone. And it didn't help matters that Kurama didn't specify exactly what the urgency was. "I don't have any freaking clue as to why he called us all here," Yusuke paused, leaning forward to look past his best friend to where Hiei sat in between Kuwabara and Yukina. "Did Kurama mention anything to you Hiei?"

Kuwabara also turned his head towards the fire demon, his features instantly shifting to agitation. Yukina had been sitting beside him but a few moments ago when Hiei had arrived. The orange haired man noticed the fire demon's usually hardened features soften when he gazed upon Yukina who had actually stood up and led the small man to come sit beside her. If that wasn't bad enough, Hiei had the nerve to plop down to the ice demon's left, effectively cutting off the tall man's view of his love. I swear the shrimp did it on purpose. Kuwabara growled inwardly as he glared at the dark haired man beside him.

Hiei could sense the hostility aimed at him but was unaffected by the orange haired detective's stare. Glare at me all you want moron, but I'm not moving from my spot. The fire apparition thought smugly as he closed his eyes. A small smile formed on his lips as he replied to Yusuke's question, "Why don't you ask him yourself."

All eyes, save Hiei's, turned towards the entryway.

There, side by side and hand in hand, stood Kurama and Botan.

"Greetings," Kurama said in an even tone as he led Botan forward, the pair sitting down to the left of Yusuke. "Thank you for agreeing to meet with us today."

Yusuke watched the pair take their place beside him, a look of curiosity flashing across his face. There was something different about Botan. Her chi was altered slightly. No wait. He thought with a frown as he focused a little harder, his eyes widening suddenly as he realized just what it was he was sensing. Holy Crap! That's Kurama's chi I feel from her as well. But how in the hell did that happen?!

Yusuke wasn't alone in noticing the change. Everyone in the room felt it as well. Most of all Hiei who, being a full demon, knew instantly the reason for the slight charge of the fox spirit's energy within the deity. "So I see you've finally committed to your ferry girl, Kurama. It's about time you marked her."

"Marked her?" Kuwabara said in confusion. "What do you mean Hiei?"

The fire demon sighed heavily. I can't believe my sister is in love with such a moron. Hiei thought but held his tongue, not willing to insult the human in front of Yukina. "In Makai, it is customary for Youkai males to mark their mates with a bite. Usually this is done on the right side at the juncture of the neck and shoulder. A small amount of energy is transferred into the wound, so that any Youkai male that comes within distance of the female knows she is mated and to be left alone."

"What! Kurama bit Botan!" Kuwabara cried, looking over to the deity who blushed at his comment. "Did it hurt?" He asked, only to wince as he felt a hard slap upside his head. "What the hell was that for Urameshi!" He snarled, his darkened orbs meeting with the agitated brown ones of his best friend.

"Of course it hurt stupid! What the hell kind of a question is that?!"

"Shut up Urameshi!"

But the detective ignored his friend's rant, instead returning his attention back on Kurama and Botan. "So uh, Kurama," Yusuke began with a smirk. "Does that mean you and Botan had fun in between the sheets last night?" His attention had been riveted on the red head, hoping to get some sort of response out of the usually reserved kitsune. What he got instead was a killer headache compliments of Botan's oar which came crashing instantly down upon his crown. Yusuke fell onto his back, his eyes going swirly eyed from the force of the blow.

"Yusuke you little pervert!" Botan snapped angrily as she stood up, one hand knotted into a fist upon her hip while her other hand held the oar. "You just wait until I talk to Keiko."

"I'm ... sorry ... Botan ... " Yusuke replied in a dazed voice as he fought to regain his senses. "I ... didn't mean it... "

"Now who's the stupid one." Kuwabara said with a smirk as he watched his friend struggle to sit back upright. His gaze shifted over to Botan, his eyes widening as he noticed the ring upon the deity's left hand. He knew what that was. "You're engaged to Kurama aren't you Botan." The tall man stated in surprise, his words causing everyone to also look at the deity's left hand. Sure enough, the diamond ring was there.

"What! No way!" Yusuke cried, finally managing to sit upright once again. "You two are going to get married?!"

"Yes we are." Kurama spoke at last, a small smile lighting his features as he gazed over to his deity who dissipated her oar and sat down beside her mate once again.

"Is this the news you wanted to share with us Kurama?" Kuwabara asked. "That you and Botan are to be married?"

The fox spirit shook his head. "I'm afraid not Kuwabara," He began, his features somber and his tone serious as he continued. "What I called you here for deals with the darkness that has been hovering above us for some time now. I believe I may have found the one responsible for it."

Everyone stared intently at Kurama but no one spoke, waiting silently for the kitsune to explain himself.

"This person is a fellow classmate of mine and someone who has been rather antagonistic towards me since the day we met."

"Who is this guy?" Yusuke asked, his impatience getting the best of him as he studied the kitsune with troubled eyes. "And why do you think he's the one doing all this freaky stuff?"

Kurama looked over to the detective, his features hard as he spoke. "He goes by the name Ren Kurayami, although that may be an alias. This man holds spiritual energy not unlike yours Yusuke and for the past month he has been fixated on me. Even going so far as to challenge me to several duels of which we only engaged in one. Hiei can bear witness to the man's power." Kurama added, looking over to the fire demon who nodded.

"What Kurama said is true. The man he fought against was rather strong. For a human." Hiei replied, his features dark as he studied his friend. "But he was a human. Nothing more than that Kurama. So what makes you think it's him?"

The kitsune's features remained even as he spoke. "I can't say with absolute certainty that he is, Hiei. But I do know that he has taken a rather unhealthy obsession with Botan. Even going so far as to stalk us while we were on our date yesterday."

"Stalking hardly qualifies him as the leader of whatever or whoever is behind this darkness Kurama." Hiei replied with a smirk.

Kurama matched his smirk with one of his own. "Which is why I need your help in finding out exactly who he really is."

"So we're going to spy on him is that it?" Yusuke asked.

"Precisely." Kurama replied. "And to do that, we need a way to completely mask our chi so that we will be undetectable."

"And just how are we going to learn that on such short notice Kurama?" Hiei asked. "That technique could take days. Even weeks to master. Who could possibly teach that to us?"

Kurama lifted his hand and pointed to his left. "Botan can."

Yusuke and Kuwabara looked at each other for a few seconds before bursting into a fit of laughter.

"Oh that's a good one Kurama!" Yusuke howled as he clenched his stomach. "Botan teach us how to mask our power! What a riot!"

Kuwabara just laughed, unable to voice his surprise at the kitsune's statement.

Hiei looked at Kurama in disbelief. "You can't be serious kitsune. What does the ferry girl know about masking spiritual energy?" He asked over the still laughing Yusuke and Kuwabara.

Flecks of gold began to emerge within the emerald pools of the red head, his features growing hard. He could feel the anxiety and hurt coming from his beloved and it bothered him. Anger began to rise within the Kurama's normally placid soul, so much so that his voice changed, becoming deeper as his spiritual energy flared as he said in a deceptively even tone, "I'm quite serious Hiei." He answered, his focus shifting over to the two teens, who after sensing the rise in energy coming from the kitsune, quickly let their laughter die down.

"Are you two finished?" Kurama asked in a cold tone. "Because I don't have all day to sit and watch you two act like juveniles."

Yusuke and Kuwabara shifted nervously in their seats, unable to meet the steady gaze of Kurama who glared at them angrily.

Hiei studied his friend in mild surprise. He had rarely seen Kurama give in to his anger and on those few occasions it had come and gone quickly. But never have I sensed his anger grow so quick as when it revolves around something to do with his mate. He thought with an inward smile. Either he's being protective or else the deity truly is capable of what he says. "Can we have a demonstration Kurama?" Hiei asked, drawing the attention of his best friend.

Kurama studied the fire apparition for several seconds, his hardened features softening when he felt the touch of Botan's hand upon his left arm. The kitsune closed his eyes and lowered his head. A few seconds later, he brought head upright, his eyelids opening to reveal the placid emerald orbs of his human self. "Certainly." He replied in a soft tone. Turning his attention to Botan, he nodded.

The deity returned his nod and closed her eyes, concentrating just as she had learned.

The response was immediate.

"But ... that's ... " Yusuke stammered, shocked beyond words.

"Wow!" Kuwabara cried. "I can't sense you at all!"

"Hn." Hiei sounded, a satisfied smile crossing his lips as he closed his eyes.

"That's quite impressive Botan," Genkai said with a smile as she studied the deity. "I dare say one of the most impressive things I've ever witnessed. How did you learn it?"

Botan's eyelids fluttered open, her features relaxed as she turned to the female psychic. "I found an old book on different techniques for spiritual energy. They claimed this complete masking of chi was something perfected by Reikai as a means of gathering intelligence within the other realms. I learned it in less than a day."

"Well if it took you less than a day, we should be able to learn it in no time." Yusuke said smugly, earning him a death glare from Botan which the detective ignored. "So when do we start?"

"Now is a good as time as any." Kurama replied, rising to his feet.

Everyone else did the same.

Kurama led Botan to the front of the group. Sensing her sudden self consciousness, the kitsune leaned towards her ear, his voice reassuring as he whispered, "You will do fine Botan. I have complete faith in you. Don't be afraid my love. Show them what you can do."

Botan nodded, her features growing determined even as her heart ached when she felt Kurama's hand slip slowly from hers. She watched him return to his spot, his emerald eyes trained upon hers as he waited for her to begin. Okay. You can do this girl. Just relax and show them what you know. Botan psyched her self up as she began to speak, explaining the method she had learned. Two hours passed before each detective had completely mastered the technique. Even Genkai and Yukina had decided to become involved, learning the technique in record time.

"You know, you're a pretty good instructor Botan," Yusuke begrudged the blue haired ferry girl. "You should do it more often."

"You mean teach?" Botan asked in surprise, her eyes narrowing suddenly, "You're not making fun of me again are you?" She asked in a skeptical tone.

Yusuke let out a soft chuckle. "No Botan. I'm serious. We could use teachers like you at school," He replied as he looked over to Kuwabara who was busy talking with Yukina. "Most of ours are a bunch of jerks."

Botan giggled, her features softening as Kurama came to stand by her.

"Hiei says he'll meet with us tomorrow morning to begin our mission." He said in a soft tone as he reached out and clasped the deity's left hand within his right.

Yusuke studied the pair and smiled. He was happy for them. I only wish Keiko would give me an answer when she wanted to get married. He thought with an inward sigh. "So when's the wedding going to be?"

Kurama and Botan looked at each other.

"Well, we haven't really decided yet," Botan said in a hasty tone. "Hopefully soon."

Remembering his dream from last night, Kurama replied, "Probably this spring. As soon as the Sakura trees blossom." He said, giving the deity a reassuring squeeze.

Botan smiled, resting her head against his shoulder. "That would be wonderful."

Yusuke smirked, amused by their behavior but surprisingly kept it to himself. "I'm invited of course."

Kurama nodded, turning his attention upon the young man before him. "Of course. You all are."

"You mean even the shrimp's going?" Kuwabara asked, coming up beside Yusuke who turned to look at his friend.

"Yes Kuwabara. Even Hiei is invited." Kurama said with a mirthful smile. Noticing the look of agitation on the large man's face. His gaze moved slightly over to the right, noticing the fire apparition in a quiet conversation with Yukina who smiled and nodded at his words. No wonder Kuwabara's upset. The red head thought as he watched the two siblings converse. "But that's a ways off yet. Right now, we need to concentrate on finding the truth about Ren."

"And what about our training on the field?" Yusuke asked. "You're already a day behind us. Kuwabara has managed to jump a whole class yesterday with his foolish stunt."

Kurama raised an eyebrow. "Do tell."

"Well, it was pretty strange. We were using more shinobi like the day before when you were with us Kurama ... "

"And you were losing like before." Hiei's voice interjected as he came to join the group.

The tall man whirled in the direction of Hiei, his features hard as he snapped, "I'm telling the story shorty so clamp it!"

"You take too long to get to the point." Hiei said in a gruff tone but said nothing else as he crossed his arms and waited for him to continue.

"Anyway," Kuwabara said irritably, throwing one more glare for good measure at the fire demon before he continued, "I was surrounded by a bunch of these ninjas and they were closing in real fast. So I used my spirit sword and stuck it in the ground. I extended it and vaulted over them." He paused, making sure everyone was listening. "I thought I had escaped. But then these freaks leapt up at me and cut right through my sword. I went tumbling onto the ground. They converged upon me again. And in that moment all I could think of was my lovely Yukina and how badly I wanted to see her again," The large man's features turned wistful, earning him a patient smile from Kurama and a glare from Hiei which Kuwabara ignored.

"All of the sudden, I felt this incredible rush of energy flow through my hands. It was too much to contain. Not sure what to do, I slammed my palms into the dirt covered ground and closed my eyes. In that instant, I felt several waves of spirit energy pass through me and into the ground. I heard a bunch of gasps and a loud series of crashes. When I opened my eyes, the ninjas were all dead, sliced in half by my energy spears. Pretty cool huh?" Kuwabara said with a big grin, puffing his chest out in pride.

"Indeed." Kurama replied. "Most impressive."

"Hear that shrimp! Kurama was impressed!" Kuwabara said sharply, pointing his index finger in a triumphant motion.

"You were just lucky," Hiei retorted, "Anyone with a half a brain could have done what you did without breaking a sweat."

"Luck had nothing to do with it!"

"Whatever," Hiei said in a smug tone as he turned and began to walk towards the entryway. "I'm heading back to Makai. I'll see you tomorrow Kurama." He added over his shoulder, giving Yukina one last look before leaving the room.

"And good riddance!" Kuwabara shouted out before adding under his breath, "Jerk."

"Well we best be heading back too." Yusuke said, shaking his head at his best friend's behavior. "Come along Kuwabara."

The orange haired man pouted. "But I wanted to spend more time with Yukina."

"You can do whatever the hell you want, but only after you drop me off at my apartment." Yusuke said in a rough tone that made the larger man scowl.

Kuwabara grumbled under his breath but complied, digging the keys out of his dark blue jean pocket. "Alright Urameshi, let's go. I don't want to spend all day chauffeuring your ass around."

The two men left next, leaving Kurama and Botan in the company of Genkai and Yukina.

"Do you truly believe this Ren to be the one behind your attack in Makai?" The female psychic asked in a grim tone as she stared up at the kitsune.

"I can't say with certainty Genkai. But there is just something about him that bothers me. My instincts tell me, I'm on the right track. That he is the one we seek."

"And if he is?"

Kurama's features grew dark, gold bursting within emerald as his gaze traveled over to his beloved. The thought of the dark haired man even touching her, lighting a fire of rage and disgust that he found hard to contain as he replied in the deep voice that was Youko's, "Then I will destroy him."

Boring! Boring! Boring! Man, I really did not like this chapter at all. Too much fluff and not enough action. I need to rectify that and soon. Anyway, I hope you all didn't find this too dumb. It was hard for me to do, what with no real motivation and all. And if there are errors I apologize. Remember to leave me a review. I want to know your thoughts.