Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ If Anyone Falls ❯ Family and Friends ( Chapter 5 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Another update and long one! Same disclaimers apply.

Chapter 5- Family and Friends

September 23, 1992

Kuwabara sat in his living room, brown eyes studying the red head opposite of him. It had been three days since their return from Makai and Yusuke had yet to wake up. But if what I'm sensing is right, Urameshi will be coming to soon.Wanting to make some small talk the street fighter asked, “Hey Kurama, I've been meaning to ask you what school you go to. I didn't recognize the uniform color and I've been curious.”

The kitsune smiled politely as he leaned against the back of the couch. He had chosen to dress in causal wear since it was the weekend, a long sleeve white t shift clung loosely to his torso, his dark blue jeans and white tennis shoes completing his ensemble. Botan had called him to come over to Kuwabara's and the kitsune had agreed, expecting to find her waiting but the ferry girl had yet to arrive and he was a bit worried though he did not voice it, using the time to find out a bit more about the street fighter. The human boy was certainly no looker but he had a good heart and an uncanny ability to sense spiritual energy well beyond most humans and even some demons. The boy was also curious and loud by nature and quick to banter with Yusuke and Hiei. Not that it isn't amusing. He said silently and he answered, “Well, I'm in the middle of my first year at Meiou Senior High.”

“Whoa... that's a pretty fancy private school. I've heard it's really hard to get into. Have to have top scores and everything to even be considered.”

“Hmm... I suppose...” Kurama replied, leaning forward to grab a simple white cup, lifting it to his lips to take a sip of tea.

The street fighter studied the teen across from him, trying to figure Kurama out. The red head was definitely of the pretty boy variety with long hair and perfect features but his battle skill was fluid and deadly and the energy he could sense from him was powerful. He's definitely dangerous and strong despite his lean build. I wouldn't want to mess with him. But there was also something else the orange haired teen could sense. A teasing nature that could prove to be helpful in what he had planned for Urameshi and he leaned forward whispering conspiratorially, “Say Kurama, how do you feel about pulling a prank on Urameshi?”

The kitsune lowered his cup, looking over at the street fighter, quirking an eyebrow. “Does it involve stringing Yusuke along in regards to Keiko?”

Kuwabara blinked, studying the red head in surprise. “How did you know that?”

“Because it is something I would do.” Kurama answered.

The human teen grinned, liking this boy more and more. “Sweet! Just act like you're really sad when Urameshi asks about Keiko. We'll see how long it takes before he freaks out.”

“Alright,” Kurama agreed, looking over to the clock on the wall. “Botan and Keiko should be arriving soon and as you said, Yusuke could wake up at any time now. Shall we head into the room and greet our friend properly?” He asked, features full of mirth.

Kuwabara nodded, rising, the red head lowering his cup back to the table, following the taller boy and they entered the room, the kitsune leaning against the wall while the street fighter grabbed his desk chair and turned it around, sitting down, studying the detective expectantly.

Suddenly, Yusuke's eyelids snapped open and he bolted upright, grabbing his head, looking around in confusion, murmuring, “Where... where am I?”

“Gee Urameshi, I thought you'd never wake up!”

The detective turned his head, looking over at his friend. “Kuwabara?”

“Yep! You're in my room so relax.”

“How long have I been out?” Yusuke asked, turning his gaze to Kurama who answered,

“You've been sleeping for three days.”

“Three days!” He exclaimed, wincing as he shifted. “Man... my body still freaking hurts. So.. everything is alright then?”

“Yeah, but the school is a mess. There was an emergency break until they can get everything cleaned up and I managed to convince your mom that you're safe so you don't need to worry about that.” Kuwabara said, keeping a straight face as Yusuke asked,

“Yeah... but what about Keiko?”

The orange haired teen ignored the question, stringing the detective along as he continued, making silly faces, “Oh and teacher Iwamoto got arrested and is still detained by the police, claiming he doesn't remember what happened. Hmm.. what else... principal Takenaka got hit on the head and he's in the hospital.”

Yusuke glared at his best friend, growling, “That's not important!”

“Oh... and did I mention that Iwamoto is in jail?”

“Yes! You said that already!” Yusuke shouted, tossing the covers off, swinging his legs up and over the bed and he jumped up, marching over towards the street fighter.

“And then there's this joke...” Kuwabara began, still not answering the detective's question, trying hard not to crack up at the expressions on his friend's face.

Kurama watched the interaction between Kuwabara and Yusuke in amusement, knowing that the detective would soon explode. He didn't have long to wait.

Yusuke was at his wit's end, gnashing his teeth as he grabbed Kuwabara's black tank top roughly and roared. “Will you shut the hell up already with this stupid crap and just tell me what happened to Keiko?!”

On cue, Kurama lowered his gaze, looking away, Kuwabara doing the same thing and worry crossed Yusuke's features.

“Hey... come on.. How can I know what's happened if you won't tell me... Kuwabara... come on.. say something...”

Yusuke felt the fear rising in his heart when his best friend would not answer him and in desperation he shook the street fighter. “Dammit, Kuwabara, just freaking tell me already! Where's Keiko and what happened to her?!”

Kurama sensed the ferry girl's ki and hid his smile as the door suddenly opened, Keiko and Botan's heads visible as they peered around the side of the door.

“What's with all this noise?” Botan asked while Keiko's gaze focused on Yusuke, who blinked, staring back at the brown haired girl.

“wh... wha.. huh... what?” Yusuke stammered.

“I was going to keep him hanging a little while longer... oh well...” muttered under his breath, snickering at his best friend's reaction.

Kurama sensed the rising tide of irritation growing in Yusuke, about to be unleashed, and he covered his face partly, whispering. “I think you may have overdid it, Kuwabara...”

Yusuke heard the street fighter snicker and his eyes narrowed, growling as he focused his attention back on his best friend. “You stupid jerk! You made me freak out over nothing!” He shook Kuwabara violently, rendering the taller man dizzy, stopping only when Keiko shouted,

“Yusuke! Stop it before you kill him!”

The dark haired boy blinked, turning his attention back to Keiko, releasing his hold on Kuwabara, the orange haired teen falling over to the side, twitching on the floor, out of commission.

Kurama pushed off the wall, noting the eye lock between Yusuke and Keiko and he made a subtle motion with his head at Botan who nodded in understanding, the two leaving the room, the ferry girl closing the door behind her.

“Do you think they'll be alright?” She asked, looking up at Kurama.

“They'll be fine, Botan. They're young but they'll learn.” He replied, looking over to the ferry girl. “Right now I'm more concerned about you.”

“Me?” She asked, brow furrowed as she watched him turn and face her. Her eyes widened as he reached out and brushed at her bangs, wondering what he was up to, blinking when he gently pulled the medical tape holding the bandage, removing it with great care, leaning in to inspect the skin. His face was so close to hers that she found herself staring at his beautiful features.

“Hmm... let's see...” Kurama murmured, carefully running his fingertips along the still tender wound, purple light erupting around his hand, the skin mending completely, the bruised flesh fading, returning to it's normal hue. He lowered his hand, voice soft, “There you go... all better now...” Kurama looked down, finding her staring and he returned her look, admiring her lovely face. He realized he was too close to her and he slowly pulled back and away, giving her space.

The deity cleared her throat, feeling self conscious at his look. “I... that is... thank you..”

He gave her a friendly smile, trying to put her at ease. “You're welcome, Botan.” The kitsune began to turn only to stop when he felt the girl gently take hold of his hand and he shifted back to face her, studying her with curious eyes as she moved up to him.

“What about you?” Botan asked.

“What about me?”

“Your wound, Kurama. I want to check to make sure it is healed.”

He chuckled and lifted his shirt, letting her see and the girl leaned down, her hand sliding along the nearly faded wound. Her touch was gentle though it made his abs flex and he held still, letting her inspect the wound.

“You look good... I mean.. your skin looks good.. ack.. you know what I mean...”

Her flustered words amused him and he lowered his shirt, studying her with twinkling eyes. “I'm glad you approve...”

His teasing tone made her blush and she straightened her frame, making a face at him. “You...”

He laughed softly, waving his hand for her to follow as he headed toward the door. “Why don't we go for a walk?”

She pouted at his laugh but nodded, walking behind him, exiting the house and they fell into a slow pace, walking side by side as the sun started to sink in the sky.

“So you're heading back up to Reikai today?” Kurama asked, breaking the silence first.

“Yes.” Botan answered softly. “Now that I know Yusuke's alright, I can report back to Koenma, though I admit, It's been nice hanging out with everyone.”

He looked over to her, features softening a bit. “I have enjoyed my time with you, Botan. I hope to see you again soon. Perhaps I can play some more music for you?” He said, eyes dancing at he studied her.

She saw the mirth on his face and she murmured shyly. “I'd like that, Kurama. Maybe you'll even let me sing with you.”

He stopped, turning to study her at the revelation she wanted to sing with him. “You like to sing, Botan?”

“Yep!” She replied, returning to her bubbly self. “When I sing, I feel free and happy, like I'm pouring out my heart and soul,” She paused, nothing his intent look, blushing as she shuffled her feet. “It's rather silly, isn't? To feel that way?”

His brow furrowed. She's rather self conscious of herself. I wonder why that is? “It's not silly at all, Botan. Music is an expression of emotion, complex in it's language. It's auditory poetry, allowing us to bare our hearts and souls to the world so that those who feel the same know they are not alone.”

He sounded so wise in that moment and also very human and she asked, “Is that what music means to you, Kurama?”

“Yes,” He replied. “It's an outlet of the mind, allowing for a flow of thoughts and ideas, letting us explore who we are and who we want to be. From the darkest part of our hearts to the purity of the lightest center of our being. I find playing and listening to music soothing and beautiful. Do you not?”

The ferry girl nodded, favoring him with a tender smile, moved by his words, sensing the truth of what he said in her own heart. “You say it better than I every could, but yes, I feel the same,” She paused, features turning a bit shy. “Which is why I was wondering if you could teach me.”

He looked over to her, tilting his head to the side. “About music?”

“Yes.” She replied, nodding. “Though I love to sing, I do not know how to read or play music. So I was wondering if you'd show me how.”

Something in the way she asked tugged at his heart and brought a smile to his face and he replied softly, “I would be honored to teach you. But will Koenma allow you to come down often from Reikai to visit me?”

Her features turned thoughtful. “Well, with your record cleared, I don't see why I can't spend time with you in Ningenkai as long as I want. That is so long as there are no other cases... and he doesn't have me ferrying souls...”

Kurama listened, murmuring, “Well... whenever you wish to begin lessons, my door... and my window are always open to you, Botan. Or if you simply want to hang out with me, that is fine as well...”

Botan gave him a happy smile. “That sounds great, Kurama,” She looked up at the setting sun then sighed, pouting a bit. “I better get going but I hope to see you again very soon.” She held out her hand, materializing an oar, sliding sideways onto it.

“I look forward to spending time with you again, Botan,” He replied, looking up at the deity as she floated into the air. “Have a safe trip and if Koenma gives you a hard time about remaining down here tell him it's my fault and I'll answer for it.”

Botan studied him in surprise and blushed at the protective tone she could hear in his voice, trying to ease his concern over her. “Don't worry about it, Kurama. I can handle Koenma just fine,” She lifted higher in the air, looking down at the kitsune. “Goodbye Kurama and I'll come see you soon, I promise.”

He nodded. “Goodbye, Botan and I will hold you to that promise.” He said softly, waving slowly to her, remaining still until the girl was out of sight before turning, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he began to walk, heading home. His mind went over all that occurred in the last few days. The mission, though over, had been trying for all involved. This would not be the last case that the kitsune would be involved in and though they'd succeeded, it came at a cost. Botan had been injured and he had been unable to keep her safe.

I don't want her to be hurt again. He confessed, brow furrowed as his mind turned to other thoughts. Next time they might not be so lucky to all survive. Kurama knew that cases would only become more dark and more dangerous. To keep everyone safe, I must get stronger. He reasoned. And the only way to do that is to train whenever I can. His features grew determined and he continued on his way home, part of him wondering what would happen next and the other hoping Botan would come see him soon.

The deity for her part returned to Reikai, dreading the confrontation with Koenma that would occur but she kept her features as calm as she could, landing on the palace grounds, entering the main building, heading straight to her boss's office, straightening her form, putting her game face on as the office doors slid open, revealing the toddler lord at his desk, looking over a series of files, his small head rising, features full of irritation as he called out,

“It's about time you returned, Botan. What was so pressing that you had to stay down in Ningenkai for three days after the mission was completed?”

“I was injured and needed time to recuperate.” Botan answered evenly, though inwardly she felt a growing agitation at his tone and behavior towards her.

“Yes, I know and I saw Kurama heal it just as you healed his wound,” He replied, studying his head ferry girl with narrowed eyes. “You're becoming rather close to that youkai. I'm not sure that's a wise thing to do.”

Botan frowned, not liking the direction the conversation was headed. “Why? Am I not allowed to be friends with the people I work with?”

“I'm not saying that,” Koenma countered. “I just don't want you hurt.”

“Kurama wouldn't hurt me.”

“Are you certain of that?”

“Yes,” She replied curtly and without hesitation. “Kurama is my friend and I am his. He's done nothing but help me since we first met. Now is that all you wish to speak with me about or am I free to go?”

Koenma didn't like her attitude but was relieved to have her back in the palace and to know that his head detective had survived his first really big case. “There is still the matter of your field report. I expect it on my desk within the hour. You may go.”

She gave a slight bow of her head at his dismissal, walking over and exiting through the side door, entering the the first door on the right, going over to the closest desk and she sat down, still in her human clothing, grabbing some paper as she typed out her report, going through the motions, handing it to a messenger ogre to deliver then headed down the hall, out the side exit, walking through the palace grounds over to ferry girl quarters, going up the stairs and to her room, changing clothing, returning to her usual duties, looking forward to her next visit with Kurama.

September 27, 1992

“Okay, Botan, keep your back straight and breathe from your diaphragm, do you know how to do that?” Kurama asked, standing opposite of the ferry girl. She had returned to him only a few days after leaving for Reikai and he was overjoyed to have her near him again, happy that she wanted to learn more about one of the things he loved, though he tried to not show it too much.

“I think so.. you breathe in like this..” She drew in a breath, her stomach moving outward a bit and let it out, her stomach moving inward. “And breathe out like that...”

“Good! You've got that part down,” He said with a smile. “Now before we get into keys, scales and chords, we're going to practice a little bit of singing,” He paused, handing her a lyrics sheet. “Now Botan, I'm going to sing the chorus of this song and I want you to just listen to my voice before we try to sing it together. When that happens, try to match the pace and change in pitch as best you can. Your voice will be a few octaves higher than mine but don't worry about that. It's all part of practice.” Kurama said, letting her read the music sheet for a few moments before he began to sing:

I was standing...

You were there...

Two worlds collided...

And they could never tear us apart...

He stopped, looking over at the deity, nodding his head as he opened his mouth, giving her the signal to start and they sang the chorus together, the kitsune smiling at the sound of her voice weaving with his, taking his right hand and making a pinching motion as a signal to stop after several practice rounds at different octaves. “Very good, Botan. This is called harmonizing and we'll go over that again later,” He paused, studying her, his features and tone impressed as he spoke. “You followed it fairly well, you just need to be more assertive in your voice, don't be shy around me, let me hear what you're feeling, okay?”

“Okay.” Botan replied with a nod, waiting for his next instruction.

“Now then, let's sing the song in full and see how it goes..” He began to sing once more, eyes directly on hers, nodding for her to follow.

Don't ask me
What you know is true
Don't have to tell you
I love your precious heart

I
I was standing
You were there
Two worlds collided
And they could never tear us apart

We could live
For a thousand years
But if I hurt you
I'd make wine from your tears

I told you
That we could fly
'Cause we all have wings
But some of us don't know why

I was standing
You were there
Two worlds collided
And they could never ever tear us apart

I
I was standing
You were there
Two worlds collided
And they could never tear us apart

You were standing
I was there
Two worlds collided
And they could never tear us apart

I
I was standing
You were there
Two worlds collided

She watched him sing, following along with her own voice, surprised at how well they sounded together, the lyrics felt more poignant and powerful looking into his eyes and it made her heart flutter as she understood the lyrics, almost as if he was singing directly to her. Get a grip, Botan. She chided herself. It's just a song, it's not like he's confessing his love for you or anything.

Kurama sung along with the girl, marveling at her natural ability to hear the notes and pitch, keeping the rhythm of the song, perfectly in tune with him and the music. He found her eyes more vibrant and full of a depth of emotion he hadn't noticed before and he could see her soul in that moment, his breath almost catching in his throat at the radiant light that shone through the physical veil she wore. The kitsune found himself putting more emotion in his voice, connecting with her on a spiritual level and by the time the song ended, they found themselves staring at one another, both a bit shy.

The deity broke the spell first, voice a bit breathy but soft. “That was a lovely song, Kurama. I really felt the lyrics in my heart. I can see why you love music so much.”

The kitsune blinked slowly, clearing his throat, recovering from the moment, his voice returning to even levels as he nodded, “Yes, music is an extension of the soul, allowing you to let loose emotions you never thought you had or could express. That is why I love it as dearly as I do,” He paused, giving her a soft smile. “You have a beautiful voice, Botan. Full of life and joy. It is a pleasure to sing with you.”

She blushed at his praise, eyes bright with joy. “You think so?”

“I know so,” He answered, waving her to come over to the desk, motioning for her to sit and he placed a sheet of paper in front of her. “Since you already have an ear for music, I really only have to teach you how to read music and if you wish, how to play it on an instrument as well,” The kitsune pointed down to the squiggly looking symbol at the far left of the paper. “This is a treble clef. See how it winds around the second line? That marks the G note, a common starting point that lets you know where the notes are going to fall and what they're named. Now there are five lines broke up into what we call staffs. Multiple sections of theses staffs are called staves as you can see on this sheet. On these five lines you will find notes. Some notes will go above and below the five lines. They are called ledger lines. These notes you see also indicate pitch, how long the note is held or played, and octaves. Ascending means we go higher while descending means we go lower. With me so far?”

Botan nodded. “I think so...”

He smiled at her studying the notes before her rather intently. “I know it's a lot to take in so we will go slow... I promise to be gentle...” He teased.

She blinked at the tone of his voice, blushing at his words, though she tried to not let him get a rise out of her. “I can take whatever you throw at me, Kurama. I promise I won't break.”

He quirked an eyebrow at her retort, silently approving. “Very well... then let's continue.”

And so he began to teach her about keys, scales, the different types of notes and how they were used, then he taught her how to count beats and keep in time with the music by tapping her foot, until she became proficient enough to point out the basics of music theory in regards to written works. From September to close to the end of December, they continued to practice, the lack of any nefarious spiritual activity allowed the deity the freedom to remain in human world and she spent much of her time with the handsome red head, growing closer to him, a connection forming that she did not have with her other friends. Botan was starting to feel... attached... to the youkai and her mind wondered off on romantic tangents but she quickly shook her head. No. It's not like that. She corrected herself. It's just the music that makes me feel this way. Kurama is just a friend. A really good friend.

December 27, 1992

And as a friend, the deity felt bad for not being able to spend time with him during Christmas. But Koenma kept me busy doing stupid paper work. What kind of boss makes his employees work on the best holiday of the year?! She grumbled inwardly, pissed at missing out on the celebrations that occurred in the human world. Part of her wondered if the toddler lord had ordered her to remain in Reikai on purpose simply to keep her away from the kitsune. It's not like we're dating or anything, so why would he be concerned about me spending time with Kurama?

Despite missing out on her favorite holiday, she was now free once more to enter Ningenkai and with Kurama's birthday only two days away, she wanted to get something special for him, something he would appreciate and use, so she had taken some of the human currency she had stashed away and entered Human World, finding herself wandering a busy sidewalk, looking for a particular store the kitsune had mentioned to her before. What was it called again? She wondered, pulling out a small piece of paper looking down at the Kanji. The black ink stood out against the white paper and she read it under her breath, “Noda's Music Center.” She lifted her head, spying someone leaving a store with a guitar case and she grinned, stuffing the paper in the pocket of her lilac colored ski jacket, stopping before a large open window where various instruments were displayed, the words Noda's Music Center visible in gold Romanji letters and Kanji symbols. The girl beamed and shouted, Bingo! In her mind, shifting to her right, opening the glass door, stepping inside as she took in the sight before her.

Electric guitars lined the walls, with various shelves full of music books and accessories were spread out within the center of the store. She walked further into the shop, eyes falling on three open rooms and one that had a wooden door with a long and wide glass center that remained closed. Hmm.... I wonder what is in that room? She moved closer, peering through the glass, spying several acoustic guitars hanging in rows on each side of the wooden walls. Why are they in this room? She wondered, jumping when she heard a young man's voice talk behind her.

“Is there something I can help you with, miss?”

She whirled around, blinking, her eyes level with a slender, dark haired salesclerk who looked to be in his early 20's and she cleared her throat, composing herself as she nodded, “Yes... I'm looking to purchase some... accessories for a friend of mine for his guitar...”

“What kind of guitar does he own?” The young man asked, studying the girl in curiosity. Rarely did girls come into the store looking at guitars, especially ones as hot as the blue haired girl before him.

“An Alvarez acoustic,” She replied without hesitation, looking back towards the door, not seeing the look of interest in the clerk's gray eyes. “It kind of looks like the one hanging up there in the top row,” She paused, asking, changing the subject suddenly.“Why is this room the only one with a door on it?”

He chuckled. “It's for humidity control. Keeps the wood from getting mold. It also allows for better sound quality when trying out a guitar.”

“Oh... interesting... K.. er.. Shuichi never mentioned that.”

The man blinked. “Shuichi... as in Shuichi Minamino?”

The girl turned around, beaming. “You know Shuichi?”

“Well.. yeah...” The boy replied. “That guy comes in here all the time buying picks and strings, and frequently tries out different guitars, testing the sound. He can really can solo or shred with the best of them.”

“Solo or shred?” She ask, blinking in confusion.

“It's a type of playing style for guitar,” The boy explained. “Solos are intricate and used in rock and blues a lot.. shredding is more metal style though it actually has roots in classical guitar,” He snapped his fingers, pointing at the deity. “You're the chick.. er.. I mean the girl he talks about... You must be Botan.”

She blinked slowly at the boy, surprised that he knew her name and a bit shocked at the revelation that Kurama spoke about her to other people besides his mother. “Shuichi talks about me?”

“He sure does,” The salesclerk replied with a nod. “He said you have the voice of an angel and that you have an excellent ear for music,” He chucked a thumb back to himself. “My name is Jo Iwasaki, nice to meet ya!”

She blushed at what Kurama had said about her, finding it made her heart skip a beat and she smiled, giving him a slight bow of her head. “ Botan Akiyama. It is nice to meet you as well.”

He blinked at her formal greeting and the blush, figuring it had something to do with the praise Shuichi gave in regards to the girl and he returned her smile. “So you were looking for some stuff to buy for Shuichi right?” Jo looked around then brought his hand up, holding it by the side of his lips as he whispered conspiratorially. “His mom bought him an Aged White Blond American Vintage Strat for Christmas. It's a really sweet electric guitar and even though he got an amp for it as well, Shuichi's going to need a few things and if you want, I can help you pick out a few items that he'll love.”

Botan listened, finding the guy rather goofy but helpful and she nodded. “That would be great!” She said enthusiastically then covered her lips. “Oops.. bit loud huh?”

“Nah..” He replied, lowering his hand and making a waving motion with it. “Don't worry about it. Let me point out some of the things Shuichi is gonna need for his guitar.”

Twenty minutes and thousands of Yen later, the deity walked out with a bag full of guitar strings for both acoustic and electric models, a white capo, cleaner and cloths, a brown leather guitar strap, a box of metal and plastic guitar picks, and something called a wa pedal. Botan headed for the train station, hoping to catch the next train that would take her close to where Keiko lived. I hope she has some paper I could use to wrap up his gifts with.

December 29, 1992

Botan stood at the front door of Kurama's house, bag in hand, feeling a bit nervous. It had been almost two weeks since she'd last spent time with the kitsune and she worried he would be upset with her. Nonsense. Kurama is logical and understanding. He knows my work can keep me too busy to visit with him. Besides, even if he is upset, he'll cheer up when he opens the presents I got for him. She rationalized and the deity reached out, pressing a small white button on the left side of the door, a chiming bell sounded out and the door opened a few seconds later, revealing the surprised features of Shiori who smiled brightly at the ferry girl.

“Botan! It's good to see you again! Have you come to wish Shuichi a happy birthday?”

“Hi, Mrs. Minamino!” Botan returned with equal enthusiasm. “And I did come to wish Shuichi happy birthday and give him some gifts I wrapped for him.”

She bought him gifts? Things are progressing even faster than I thought they would! She cheered inwardly. “You've come at the right time, he's upstairs getting ready for dinner.” She shifted to the side, waving Botan in, allowing her to enter before she shut the door gently. “Why don't you go upstairs and surprise him, I'm sure he'll be happy to see you again.”

“Oh.. okay!” Botan replied with a grin. “Thanks, Mrs. Minamino!” The deity headed up the stairs at the human female's suggestion.

Shiori watched the girl go, aware of the growing closeness developing between her son and the blue haired girl. The more time Shuichi spent with Botan, the more he smiled and engaged in conversations with others, including Kayuza and his son Suichi. He was still more reserved then she felt his should be but she knew it wasn't easy to let down the walls her son had built to protect his heart and emotions from the world. Perhaps Botan will be the one to break down those walls and get Shuichi to feel love? She wondered with a smile as she headed to her room to pick out which clothes she was going to wear out for dinner.

Kurama sat at his desk, filling in a picture of a rather elaborate waterfall and pond scene when he sensed a familiar ki and he closed the manila folder holding his drawings, swiveling his chair around to face the door, rising even as he heard the knock, turning the knob and pulling the door open, his curious emerald eyes falling on the bright amethyst ones of Botan who beamed up at him, holding up a cream colored bag, the Romanji words Noda's Music Center displayed in a circular pattern.

“Happy Birthday, Shuichi!” She said in happy tones, holding up the bag for him to take.

He blinked in surprise but gently took the bag from her, moving to the side to allow her to enter his room, closing the door as he turned around and faced her. “Botan... you didn't have to do that.” He murmured softly. Your presence alone is enough of a gift for me. He mind voicing what his mouth could not, watching her sit down on the edge of his bed.

Botan looked up at him, tilting her head to the side. “But you're my friend, Kurama. That's what friends do when they care about each other,” Her gaze shifted over to the corner, spying a cream colored electric guitar sitting in a black metallic stand next to the kitsune's acoustic. “That must be your new guitar.” She said, returning her gaze up at him.

Kurama quirked an eyebrow, following her gaze before meeting her eyes once more. “Yes. It was a Christmas present from my mother. How did you know?”

“Jo told me.” She answered.

“Jo?”

“The guy from the music store you always go when you buy your guitar supplies.”

At the mention of music store his features grew understanding. “Ah.... Yes.. Jo Iwasaki.” His features remained even though inside worry grew within his heart. “And what else did he tell you?”

She hesitated for a few seconds before replying, “That you could solo and shred with the best of them...” She paused before adding, eyes twinkling, “ And that you think I have the voice of an angel.”

He met her gaze, catching the teasing tone in her voice and he replied in a more serious one, “That's because you do, Botan.”

That he admitted to what was said made her suddenly feel shy and she lowered her gaze. Why do his words affect me so much? “Kurama...”

He was puzzled by her reaction to the truth but didn't press the issue. Instead he went over to his chair, sitting down, laying the bag in his lap, features softening as he peered inside, finding several gifts wrapped in different types of Christmas paper. “So.. these must be items that will aid me in my future guitar playing sessions?”

Botan lifted her head, relaxing when he didn't ask her to elaborate, back to her bubbly self once again. “Bingo! Jo helped me pick out some stuff for you, I hope you like them.”

“I'm sure I will, Botan,” The kitsune replied, reaching in and taking all the items out, resting them on the desk, opening them one by one, looking them over in surprise before saying in a soft and grateful tone. “Thank you very much for these gifts, Botan. You got me exactly what I needed.”

“You're very welcome, Kurama,” The deity replied, giving him her brightest smile. “I knew they would make you happy and I like seeing you happy.”

He turned his attention over to her, voice soft. “You make me happy by spending time with me, Botan. That you know me well enough to do this for me makes me happy...”

The ferry girl looked at Kurama in surprise and shuffled her feet, blushing. “Kurama... that's...”

He rose from his chair, going over to his closet, opening the door, pulling out a large rectangular box almost as tall as the kitsune was, noting it was wrapped in pretty red foil paper and she blinked. “What's that?” She asked, features and voice curious, eyes widening a bit as he brought it over and sat it before her.

“My gift to you as well... or one of them anyway...” Kurama answered, chuckling inwardly at her look of astonishment.

“But.. it's not my birthday...”

“Yet you said you celebrate your birthday during the Christmas holiday, did you not?”

She blinked. “You... You remembered that?”

He tilted his head, studying her. “Why would I not remember that? You're my friend, Botan. Friends give each other gifts on special occasions.” He replied, rephrasing the girl's own words from earlier.

Botan felt tears in her eyes and she dropped her head to hide them.

But the kitsune had seen her tears and concern gripped him. Despite his many years around females, the fox spirit was still a novice when it came to matters of the heart. And I don't like upsetting her. He thought as he asked, “Did I do something wrong?”

She shook her head, wiping at her eyes. “No. It's just.. no one's ever given me a gift before. I feel.. so happy!” She answered and she lifted her gaze to study him.

Kurama saw the radiant light that shone in the girl's beautiful features and vibrant eyes and it threatened to tear down the walls around his heart. Clearing his throat he smiled and made a motion with his head. “Go ahead and open it, Botan. I hope you like it.”

She was careful in tearing the paper apart, gasping as the words Yamaha PSR 4500 became visible. It was a top of the line keyboard, with all the latest gadgets and learning tools, she looked up at Kurama, unfettered joy in her eyes. “You got this for me?”

He nodded, returning her happy smile. “You said during one of our practice sessions that you wanted to learn to play the piano. I figured this would help you along the way.”

Botan marveled as she inspected the box. “It must have cost a fortune.”

“Don't worry about that, Botan. I bought it to make you happy and to help you to express your love of music, not to make you feel guilty. So the next time you come to practice we can make play together.”

“I.. I don't know what to say...”

“You don't have to say anything, Botan,” He replied, favoring her with a softened look. “Your smile is enough for me.” The kitsune moved over to his desk, picking up the manila folder he'd been working on earlier and came back over to the girl's side, presenting it to her.

“What is this?” She asked, taking the folder from his outstretched hand.

“My other gift to you.” He answered, feeling a bit nervous as she lowered the file and opened it.

There, inside the file, were three different detailed designs of garden landscapes. An intricate and large waterfall and pond scene dominated the first page, the second page continued the theme with many trees and plants while the third expanded with flowers and grasses. When placed side by side it became one big garden scene and she felt drawn to the design, murmuring, “It's beautiful...”

“And it's yours.”

She lifted her head, features puzzled.

“They're the designs I created for your place of employment.” He explained.

“You mean the palace grounds?” She asked.

“Yes.” He answered with a nod. “I know at some point I'll be summoned up to Reikai so when I get a chance to inspect the grounds, I can determine whether or not the landscape design will fit with the land that's available.”

She blushed, knowing it took great time and effort to create beauty from nothing and this gift felt very personal to her. “Kurama... you did this.. for me?”

“All for you, Botan, yes,” He answered with a nod before changing the subject. “Now then, have you had dinner yet?”

She blinked at his question. “Well.. no.. I mean.. I didn't come here to impose.. I just wanted to bring you your gifts.”

His brow furrowed. “You're not imposing, Botan. I want to invite you to join me for dinner.”

“Is your mom making something special or..”

He chuckled softly. “Not tonight, no. On my birthday, she always takes me out to eat. This year, Kazuya and his son Suichi will be coming to dinner as well.”

“Are you sure you want me to go? I know that it will be expensive and I don't really have any money.”

“Botan... you're my guest and my friend. You won't have to pay for anything. The only thing I wish is to enjoy your company a bit longer before you head back up to Reikai.”

“It's not a formal place is it?” She asked.

“No.” He answered with a small laugh. “Your jeans and sweater will be fine for where we are going.”

“And where is that?”

“A Teppanyaki restaurant.”

“Ooh! I love Teppanyaki steak!”

He chuckled at her excitement. “Then it's settled.” Kurama moved over to his closet, tugging off his white t shirt, unruly strands of red sticking out all over as he sat the shirt on top of the dresser.

Botan watched, no longer surprised at his comfort at being half naked around her, admiring the view as she saw him reach up and pull out a black button down shirt then slide it on.

Kurama buttoned up his shirt, stopping at the top two buttons, tucking in fabric into his jeans then rolled up his sleeves, stopping just below the elbow. He went towards the door, opening it for her. “Shall we?”

Botan rose off the bed, making pat down motions at her own hair as she spoke. “Your hair is a bit... unruly...”

He blinked but laughed softly. “Well... come over here and tame it for me, will you?”

She tilted her head at his request, blushing a bit but nodded, reaching up, running her hands through his hair until it had returned to it's original shape then she backed up, studying him. “You have very nice hair, Kurama, but do you ever think about cutting it shorter to make it more manageable?”

“My hair used to be short,” He answered, quirking an eyebrow at her strange look. “What?”

“Well.. I'm just having a hard time imagining you with short hair.”

He felt a smirk tugging on his lips as he replied, “I've got the pictures to prove it.”

She grinned. “I'd like to see those sometime, Kurama.”

“Well.. when you come for practice again, I'll let you take a look at my photo albums.”

“That sounds like fun!” She said, eyes dancing at the thought of seeing the fox spirit when he was younger.

Kurama turned his head as he heard a pair of male voices downstairs, one deeper than the other and he murmured. “Kazuya and Suichi are here.” He turned and gave her a soft smile. “Shall we go downstairs and greet them?”

Botan nodded, following Kurama out the room and down the hall. The descended the stairway, drawing the attention of the trio sitting in the living room and the adult male rose, waving. “Ah, there's the birthday boy now!”

Kurama led Botan over, making introductions. “Botan, this is Kazuya Hatanaka. Kazuya, this is Botan Akiyama.”

“A pleasure to meet you.” Kazuya said with a friendly smile and a slight bow of his head.

“As it is to meet you.” Botan returned with the same slight bow.

The brown haired man turned motioning over to a boy about 13 years old. “This is my son, Suichi.”

The boy rose, studying the girl with wide eyes as he murmured. “You're very beautiful. Are you Shuichi's girlfriend?”

Botan blinked at his question while Kazuya sighed.

“Suichi, that is not how you greet someone the first time you meet them, especially a young lady.”

“Sorry...” He murmured, lowering his gaze in embarrassment.

The deity giggled softly. “It's okay. I'm Shuichi's good friend and it's nice to meet you Suichi the younger.”

The brown haired boy lifted his head, grinning at her giggle and the title. “Nice to meet you, too! Are you coming to dinner with us?”

“She is.” Kurama said softly, not oblivious to the look of delight on his mother's face.

Kazuya clamped his hands together, smiling at everyone. “Good! Now then, shall we go?”

Everyone nodded, going towards the door, sliding on their shoes before retrieving their coats and Botan watched as Kurama slid on a dark blue ski jacket, zipping it up, opening the door for everyone to exit, locking it before joining the rest of the party, heading down the path and out the gate, walking to the train terminal, riding to the Roppongi station, heading to and stopping before a wooden door with long plank boxes on either side, dimmed flood lights illuminating the bare branches of neatly rowed small trees and they entered, the dining room half full and they were led to a far off grill section, joining several other guests as they sat communal style, Botan settling to Kurama's left while Shiori sat on the kitsune's right. Kazuya sat beside his girlfriend while Suichi sat to Botan's left. They ordered their meals, watching as the Kobe steak and shrimp were prepared on the grill, controlled flames shooting up into the air as the chefs danced expertly their knives.

“So Shiori tells me you and Shuichi share a love of gardening and music, Botan.” Kazuya began the conversation, taking sip of tea from a green cup.

“We do,” Botan answered, looking over to the human adult. “I love to sing and play music with Shuichi. He has a wonderful voice and he plays guitar better than anyone I know.”

Kurama felt a bit of heat on his cheeks at the praise, trying to downplay his skill. “I'm not that good at it.”

“Stop being so modest,” Botan countered, her eyes on the kitsune. “You sound better than anything I hear on the radio.”

“It's true,” Shiori said, beaming with pride at her son. “It wouldn't surprise me if Shuichi had a band of his own someday. Either that or a landscape business, given his love of plants.”

“Mother...” He murmured, feeling an odd sense of embarrassment at her praise in front of so many people.

Botan saw his discomfort at being the focus of the conversation and she decided to rescue him, changing the subject as she asked, “So, Mr. Hatanaka, Shuichi tells me you own a small business.”

“I do!” He replied, enthusiastically. “It's just a small company but I make parts for computers, mostly memory and sound cards. It's not the most exciting work but I do enjoy it just the same.”

Botan studied the brown haired male, finding him very friendly and easy going. Kurama is right. Kazuya is a good match for Shiori. “Well, if you enjoy your work, that makes it all the more rewarding. At least I think so, anyway.”

“I agree!” Kazuya said, flashing a happy smile. “So what do you want to be when you grow up, Botan?”

“Hmm...” She began, tapping her lips with her index finger, eyes twinkling as she spoke. “Something tells me I'll be doing a lot of traveling in the future.. as a pilot maybe.. that would be fun...”

Kurama covered his mouth to hide the grin on his face, amused at her words, the only one privy to the truth that the deity already was a pilot... in Spirit World.

“Ooh.. a pilot.. that does sound like fun!” Suichi commented, wanting to be part of the conversation. “Like a fighter pilot... shooting down enemy planes at mock speed!”

“Like the Afterburner game in the arcades?” Botan asked, looking over at the younger boy.

“Yep! Or maybe I'll be like my dad and work on gaming equipment or just games. I wouldn't mind that, either.”

“Dinner is ready!” The closest chef called, drawing everyone's attention as plates were filled and handed out and the five of them enjoyed their meal.

Kurama was content in that moment, having the mother he loved and the girl that was becoming special to him on either side of him. Once they finished, Shiori lifted her tea cup, looking over to her son, eyes bright with love and happiness. “To my son, Shuichi. May his 16th year in this world be a happy one with new friends... and.. new feelings! Happy birthday, Shuichi!”

“Happy birthday, Shuichi!” The rest of the party toasted and the kitsune's features softened, returning the toast silently, drinking the tea with the rest his party, after which Kazuya paid the bill and they left, heading back to the station and waited.

“Mother, it's evening now and Botan must head for home, would it be alright if I escort her back to her house?”

Shiori smiled at her son's chivalry, nodding. “Absolutely, Shuichi. I'll see you at home,” She went over and gave him a peck on the cheek before looking at Botan. “It was nice seeing you again, Botan and thank you for coming with us. The next time you come over we should bake some treats and perhaps you and Shuichi can sing a song or two for me.”

“Sounds like fun, Mrs. Minamino, I look forward to my next visit!” She turned to Kazuya, bowing her head. “Thank you for dinner, Mr. Hatanaka, I had fun,” Her gaze shifted to Suichi and she grinned. “And it was nice to talk to you too, Suichi the younger. Maybe next time when you're at Shuichi's we can go to the arcade and play some Afterburner.”

“Wha.. really? That would be awesome!” Suichi replied, waving as they took the train heading for home. “It was nice meeting you, Botan! And Happy birthday, Shiuchi!”

“Thank you, Suichi.” Kurama returned, watching the three of them leave.

“I like your mother's boyfriend and his son. They seem very happy.”

Kurama nodded. “They are. Kazuya is a good match for my mother. And I do like his son. I admit I'm a bit protective of him since he will one day become a member of my family.”

Botan looked over at the kitsune, features softening. “You are protective of your loved ones, aren't you, Kurama?”

He kept his gaze straight ahead, answering simply, “Yes.,” The next train arrived and they boarded it, riding until it hit the station near where Keiko lived and they departed, walking down the sidewalk, stopping before Keiko's house. “Well.. here we are... safe and sound..” He said, looking down at the ferry girl. “It was nice... having you near me tonight, Botan.” He admitted, letting the walls around his feelings bend a little.

Botan looked up at him, seeing a flash of emotion in his gaze and she beamed up at him. “I had fun, Kurama. Spending time with you makes me happy, too.”

“It makes me happy to hear that, Botan.”

They grew silent, unable to voice the growing tension in the air.

“Well.. I better go...” Botan murmured, turning to head into the house.

“If you must.” Kurama returned, watching her start to move, features curious when the girl turned back to him and approached, leaning up to kiss his cheek quickly then backed up, voice very soft,

“Thank you for everything, Kurama.” She whispered, turning around again, almost running as if scared he'd say something bad. “Goodnight, Spirit Fox..” She called out over her shoulder.

He studied her in shock, lifting his hand to touch the place where she'd kissed his cheek, recovering enough to reply, “Goodnight, Peony.”

The door closed and Kurama stood out in the well lit street for a moment longer before sighing and shaking his head. Nice move, Kurama. Stand there like an idiot when a girl kisses you. He berated himself. He wasn't used to the feeling growing in his heart and he was a bit afraid of getting too attached to the deity. I don't want her hurt like Maya... I don't want to make her suffer like Maya did. Conflicted emotions were warring in the red head's heart as he headed home, trying to sort out what he should and shouldn't feel, unaware that very soon his life would take a drastic turn and the peaceful human existence he wanted to maintain would be shattered by the reality of who and what he was.

Well, I know I said I was doing the Yukina arc next but I just couldn't fit it in this chapter. But there is lots and lots of KxB interaction. Lots of music talk as well but I can't help it! It's International Guitar Month! And as a guitarist, I had to put in some music stuff... helps with the romantic angle as well. My inspiration for Kurama's guitar and Botan's keyboard comes directly from the cover art for The First Music Battle CD which has Kurama playing a cream colored Vintage Fender Strat with a brown leather strap while Botan plays keyboard. Simple as that. The song used, if anyone is curious, is called Never Tear Us Apart by INXS. Remember we are in the early 1990's with this show so you won't see new music on here. But I'm not too big a fan of most new music anyway... I'm all about rock, blues, and metal.. though I confess to being a big Natalie Merchant and Stevie Nicks fan. There will also be some YYH lyrical music introduced in chapters as well... Anyway... back on topic!

I would have posted this two days ago but my mind went off on tangents and also I was trying to establish an actual time line for the events in YYH of which there are only scraps to work with, making it a big pain in the butt to figure out what time of the year missions occur. What's crazy is most of it seems to happen in a year and a half ... with the resulting three years after happening at the damn end of the manga and the show.. crazy stuff... So that's why you will see dates and years posted more often then not with upcoming chapters. So for the purposes of this story I drew up what I believe the time line to be in relation to Kurama's involvement in YYH and then on:

April 1992: Thefts of three artifacts. Six months of no activity, Yusuke training.

September 1992: King Enma on Business trip. Saint Beasts case.

Six months of no activity. No real missions, just small stuff that doesn't require the team to complete.

March 1, 1993: King Enma on business trip. Rescue Yukina and the subsequent Toguro threat and the invite to the dark tournament. (noticing a pattern here?) Two months to train.

May1-May6 1993:Dark tournament. Lasts one week. Closely coinciding with Golden Week (major week long holiday in Japan for those who don't know) at least that's my theory.

Middle of May, 1993: Return to school. Spirit World distracted, thinking everything will calm down. Boom. Netherworld attack!

Middle of June 1993: Human Psychics. Sensui mission (favorite case for me.) Yusuke becomes a Mazoku.

End of June 1993: Raizen's men come looking for Yusuke who agrees to go to Demon World, proposes to Keiko and says he'll be back in three years.

July 1993: Yusuke leaves for Makai, Kurama's mother marries and he sends them on month long vacation in August. Contacted by Yomi, his ex partner, to assist in building an army. Hiei draws Mukuro's attention, pushed to his limits to grow stronger as is Yusuke by Raizen who is dying.

Late July 1993: Kurama leaves for Makai

August 1993: Kurama returns to Ningenkai and recruits six fighters to train for Yomi

July 1994: A year of training for all three and it comes to a head when Yusuke goes to meet Yomi and proposes a tournament to decide who will rule Makai. Enki, Raizen's friend wins and declares no harm shall come to humans during his reign. Kurama returns to Human World while Hiei and Yusuke remain in Makai.

No activity that is recorded in the anime for a while. Kuwabara is a second year student at Gai-Tech, preparing for college, Kurama works for his step father's company, Keiko is 18, and Botan is well.. still a ferry girl. At some point Hiei gets a plant from Kurama who teases him about lover's quarrels but gives the fire demon a gift to give to Mukuro that keeps a victim alive, healing. And he kidnaps Chikou a sex slave trader who molested Mukuro and planted a chip in her mind to keep her from killing him. He puts the nasty bastard in the plant for Mukuro to torture at her leisure.

June 1996: Yusuke returns home to Keiko in anime. In the manga, he cooks ramen for a living and helps solve one last major case in the manga with Reikai terrorists. That is when the gang gather on the beach and snicker about Yusuke picking blue because it was Keiko's favorite color and she was his Goddess. They get married soon after that.

When it comes to the ending, I prefer the anime because it allows for the possibility of continued hostility should an evil demon win the tournament and also.. no matter what brainwashing occurred for lower demons in the manga by Enma, that doesn't account for the powerful demons. So the detective business goes on in my opinion. Anyway, I know this is a long note but I wanted to show everyone my thinking on the time line.

Also, for those who are unaware, Japan has a trimester system in school. The beginning or 1st term of the school year starts in April and goes to the middle of July. There is a six week break due to the heat and the second term begins from Sept 8th or so until December 24th. A winter break from the 24th until Jan 7. The third and last school term of the year is from Jan 7 until March 31. Golden week occurs from April 29th to May 5th and is the biggest holiday week in Japan. So that also accounts for the time line for me.

Whew.. that was a lot to get out there but I hope this clears up whatever goes on in the story for some readers who wonder about that kind of thing. Anyway, next time we will get to the Yukina arc and most likely the training session before the Dark Tournament. Expect more of the other players involved, though it will still be KxB dominant for the majority of the chapters. Special thanks to peonyreaper (Thank you for the fox boy comment. I relate to Kurama. So much so that my pen name is a tribute to his human name, though my eyes are blue and not green, hence blue_eyed_shuichi and also thank you for the review for Cosmic Dissonance. That was a fun story to write though I had some trouble finishing it), joide's kb 4ever, heartluv, Darkinocens DLT, Yuilee, PenguinsHockey14, Neon, peonyrose100, and Twisted Musalih for their reviews. Reading your words inspires me and it is great to hear that my descriptive writing allows for readers to see in their mind what is going on in the story. After all.. this is how I envision things happening and it's great to know that readers can see it as well. Do be kind and review. The more reviews I get the more motivated I am to work harder and faster for updates. Thanks for reading!